Small and quick little chapter before we get back to the awkwardness between the BPRD stars! ;)

~Scarlett

Nerina awoke, not in her own bed again, but in a dark room with a stone brick floor. Her hands bound and tied, a piece of cloth in her mouth tied around the back of her head. Her feet tied to the wall by rope. Even her tail was bound to her body. She looked around now becoming frustrated with her situation, though only pausing to notice a shadowy figure, hunched and sitting in front of a fire, the room's only light source besides a barred window. She began to growl, When the figure spoke.

"Hush, Daoine cailin, Hush!" The voice was hoarse and sounded like it belonged to that of an older man.
Though what she previously thought was a rolled up blanket behind the elder man, seemed to be a tail! With splotches of dark green and brown.

It was the tail of a Daoine an Domhain!

. . . . .

Abe looked up to see the light blinding him. He was in a tank, full of water, no bigger then his own height, in the darkest room he could imagine. He was thankful his captures had given him water to breathe in, but that was as far as the thanks went. The light that hung above the tank only seemed to illuminate his tank. Everything else in the room was covered by a blanket of darkness.

Abe had closed his eyes, thinking he was alone and could relax, instead of struggling for just a moment. He began to wonder why he hadn't of become food to the Cuthra yet. Then he began to think of Nerina. The poor girl must have been worried about him. He'd seen only bits of her Daoine rage, he couldn't imagine the monster she could become if...something worse had happen.
Suddenly, being snapped out of his thinking, a tap on the glass of the tank made him open his eyes to the giant snake like creature before him. Abe looked up at the Cuthra male, and then next to him, at the figure of a man. He looked around at the newly lit room. Dim, but lit enough for him to make out shapes of other objects. The Cuthra spoke with a gruff and low voice.

"He still...hasn't said anything"

The man then spoke, with a mature, but young sounding voice "Perhaps we should begin the transactions, then?"

"Will he speak then?"

"Maybe, maybe not...Depends on how tough this guy is" The man spoke again in reply to the Cuthra.

"Who...are you?" Abe interrupted the Cuthra from speaking.

The Cuthra grunted in Abe's direction and slithered closer. Every scale and detail could be seen through the glass, as Abe matched the gaze of the male he'd encountered before. Degara. That was the name of this alpha male. Abe remembered his face from when he wrapped his tail around him, back at his home.

"Degara..." Abe whispered.

"Aye," Degara grinned and straightened himself out "Glad to know you still have your memory..."

"Why are you keeping me alive?" Abe blurted out. As much as he was glad he was still living, he wondered if this meant that worse things were on their way. Besides, he didn't want to feed into this Cuthra's amusement.

Degara frowned and looked at him with dull yellow eyes, that nearly glowed in the dark "You still haven't told us where that striped little Daoine is.."

"And I'm not going too"

With a flash, Degara had slammed his fist against the glass with a ferocious snarled hiss, hi sharp fangs barred in anger at Abe. Abe had sat down and slunk down the furthest corner of the tank. There was no point in looking tough. This was a creature that killed for the fun of it. To give him a reason would be foolish. Degara pulled back and slithered over to the shadow of the man. A deep grunt erupted from his chest and he turned back to Abe's tank "You will," He started with a hiss "Even if it comes out as your last breath"

From there, Degara had left the room. When he opened the door a flash of the man's face could have been seen. He was...human. A pale face, blue eyes, and what seemed to be dark wavy hair. His clothing looked to be black too, and before Abe could get a closer look the door had closed and the man had become a shadow once again. But he was still in the room.

"Who are you?" Abe took no time in waiting. He asked right away and stood as well.

"That question was meant for me wasn't it?" The man replied. Abe could sense amusement in his voice.

"Maybe, maybe not" Abe responded.

The man chuckled, and began to walk a little closer into the light. No further details could have been seen, though Abe could finally look the man in the eyes. A grin creased his lips as he studied Abe. His eyes wandering from one detail to the next. From his eyes to his stripes, to his hands. When Abe finally spoke, the man's eyes snapped back to meet his.

"Why am I still alive?"

The man walked just a little closer to Abe "Because you're a strange man-like being, that's raised another evolutionary creature...I'm a scientist just like you, Abraham" The man walked close enough to set his hand on the glass "All I want to do is study you and...and maybe cut your daughter open a little" He smirked "For scientific purposes"

Now that the man was close, Abe could see more of his features. Dark brown hair, Light blue eyes as he expected, a small scar across his lips. His black clothing wasn't important to him. The fact he just mentioned cutting open his daughter, was important. Abe could feel the rage bubble inside of him, like boiling water. Finally, Abe began to struggle in his restraints and try to break free.

"It's not science if you're planning on cutting open a living creature for some boyish amusement!" He yelled.

"Who said she'd be living?" The man smirked and turned to walk out.

"How dare you!? How dare you even-"

"I dare, Abraham, Oh do I dare..." He smirked opening the door, lighting his face once more "It was nice meeting you"

"Wish I could say the same..."

"Call me Charlie"

Sorry if it's all over the place you guys, it's been awhile. I promise I'll get back into the game here soon.

~Scarlett