The first thing Alice felt was bitter coldness burst over her accompanied by a variety of pain all over her body which caused her to scream. Coming back to consciousness all she could see was darkness as water poured over her face silencing her screams as she struggled to breath, she could feel her hands where bound above her head as she tried to kick and struggle against her capture. The water stopped as she panted but air was hard to grasp as the moister caught her. Then again more water poured over her. Again she kicked and tried to struggle but she was just draining her energy as she was so unfamiliar with being in this position and enduring this particular torture.
The more she came to it the more she could hear the sound of running water in the background and the sound of someone yelling. The next thing Alice knew was that the darkness suddenly vanished and a harsh light shot through causing her to struggle trying to shield her face from the blinding light as she tried to blink taking in large gasps of air. Footsteps moved around her, she could smell something heavy in the air, it was piss and death, the smell of rotten decay surrounded her as Alice felt like she was about to be sick. She'd never smelt anything like this and she had dealt with the pirates so this was on a whole new level of stench to Alice's nostrils.
"GET UP!" A thick German voice yelled.
A sudden sharp sensation went through her torso as Alice gasped feeling winded, her eyes shot open as she came face to face with a man, her vision blurred as she continued to act like a savage trying to free herself, get away. However as her sight adjusted she froze in pure fear, she was alive and she couldn't comprehend that but what hit her even harder was that Emil was hunched over looking down at her with a very disapproved look on his face. One that could easily kill.
"And here I thought you were dead" Emil joked as he chuckled softly before standing up.
The Kingpin moved away and off into the distance where Alice couldn't see, she felt a whole new sensation of pain now in her lower left leg which made her wince as she struggled to look over her breasts and down at her legs which she had been kicking just moments ago. Her face went snow white pale as she started to dry reach, she was mortified to see that bone was sticking out just above her ankle; she'd clearly broken it but by whom had done such a thing she didn't know. It also made her horrified as to what else could have happened to her while she was unconscious.
Emil returned into her vision with a smirk on his face noting Alice's realization to her injured leg, though he only rubbed the stubble on his chin which looked like he was trying to grow a goatee but failing at. Alice was confused, disorientated and in need of serious medical attention, she could only assume she had loosed a fair amount of blood and would soon undergo deliriousness as her breathing quicken. To This Emil noticed as he made a faint humming sound to a tune.
"Don't you worry now love. I'll be getting someone to fix you up. But First I want to know what the fuck you are doing on the North Island, you tell me fucking everything you got it?" Emil spat in a cruel tone.
Alice wanted to protest, she wanted to just die but not slow and painful as she huffed trying to think about how she should go about this, but her brain wasn't exactly in the mood to think as Alice squirmed and tried to get a better view of Emil. From what she could tell she was in some sort of torture room, she was laying on the dirty ground of rough patchy cement and her hands had been bound with cuffs hocked around a metal loop to keep her in place. There was no way of getting out of this as Alice rolled her eyes and tried to steady her breathing.
"Its all your fault…this chaos…Killing and distancing yourself like your better…" Alice scoffed as she rolled around softly but to no avail did she ease the pain in her leg or the throbbing pain that was starting in her chest and head.
"That's where you are fucking wrong. See I'm the king, the one that runs the show and the Ring Leader doesn't associate with the cripples that's dragging down his show now does he? So I decided to renovate so to speak. Hoyt…who ever that fucker truly was, he obviously didn't see the importance in having a good reputation." Emil said rambling on a little bit like a lunatic.
"Reputation? Hoyt had the biggest drug slave ring going on in the Pacific you idiot. You've burned that already with this bullshit of yours." Alice retorted in anger as she spat at Emil's feet.
"NO that's where you are wrong, in fact I've grown the business far bigger and better then Hoyt ever had. I've got Brothels, gambling rings, fucking Casino's and clubs all in my fucking name and guess what love? My Girls, my slaves are the fucking stars of the shows. I bring them in, train them up, sell them out and make them work for me. Some of them even do the night shifts you know, selling a bit of dope here and there and if they bring in a little extra or get more clients then I give them a little something to make them a little happy, to get them through the day or night so to speak." Emil said nodding his head in approval to himself.
Alice rolled her eyes giving up on this so called conversation knowing it was just useless. Emil wasn't just running a drug or slave trade like Hoyt he was like a fucking stupid ass Pimp, but one that's just a little bit bigger than your local street thug. Maybe it was his mafia background and up brining as Alice compared him to that of a thug more then what Hoyt was. At least Hoyt had a plan B if things fell through with slaves or drugs, at least he had people to do his business and he didn't toss his name out there in the public either. Alice was about to turn around and say something but it slipped her mind as she felt her cuff being undone and she was hoisted up onto something plastic like.
"Take her away to the ward. Keep her under strict security understood?" Emil said yelling to someone near Alice.
However her vision was beginning to blur and her mind was starting to drift from her, images of Vaas and Andres flashed before her eyes as she mumbled and slurred her words. She remembers seeing the bright lights above her, the stench of chemicals, and the sensation of something cold beneath her before the sharp feeling of something being injected in her right arm. Someone was mumbling words and acting franticly about but Alice couldn't tell much, she only saw a blur before the darkness enclosed her in to a dream like state.
~Rakyat Temple~
The following day was a rather pleasant one so to speak as Vaas lay awake in his room; the smell of burnt fire wood met his nostrils as he rolled around on the fur bedding before he decided to stretch his arms and get up. The faint rays of sun light where coming through the jungle forest outside, there wasn't much sound to be heard, it was still very early morning as Vaas dressed in his so called new attire. Citra had given him traditional Rakyat Males clothing of the typical white sash that would go over his chest, a leather skirt like kilt that was decorated in bones, shells and other mysterious beads and also knee length pants that seemed to bunch up around his knees.
Rolling his eyes at this horrible fashion taste and the fact he had to put aside his normal clothing because Citra said so as it would only invoke fear into the tribe, Vaas put on the pants and the sash but refused to put the damn kilt on. There was no way in hell he would wear that, as a boy he had been forced to and it always felt uncomfortable around his waist as Vaas finished getting his pants done up before walking out into the corridor. He felt strange, his feet on the cold temple stone ground didn't feel right, he wasn't use to this, it had been too long as he stiffened a growl like sound and instead clenched his jaw before looking around.
It was too silent for his liking, the people of the tribe probably sleeping and Citra would have been as well. Very few temple guards could be seen; they still had camp fires and torches lit up on the walls and in the centre of the large courtyard area as Vaas decided to venture out of the temple. Nobody noticed him, his Mohawk and appearance didn't strike him as being a danger or the pirate lord they should be afraid off. In fact Vaas found it easier to sneak off into the jungle and go for a jog. He'd expected to have some hassles but thankfully he didn't.
As he jogged through an unfamiliar path Vaas came into contact with someone else. The Jungle was thick and hard to see during the darker hours as Vaas fell to the ground and stumbled to get up as he looked down at the somewhat larger man whom looked dazed looking up at him. This man was younger then him, he had a machete in one hand and was clearly Rakyat as Vaas stiffened unsure of how to approach this stranger.
"I'm sorry brother, I'm Kila. I wish I could apologize properly but I must go to Citra Immediately" The warrior spoke in a somewhat strong voice before he dashed off past Vaas.
This left the pirate lord confused as he watched the man running off into the direction of the temple, he recalled his name, Kila, perhaps he might know something about Alice as Vaas gritted his teeth and decided to let this go. He needed to relax and to breath, being around Citra yesterday had driven him insane, he needed this freedom right now and so without much thought the pirate lord jogged off. He should have been curious, he should have turned around and jogged off after the other warrior but he wasn't thinking right, his heart was beating in the hopes he'd find clues out here. Maybe Alice ripped her shirt along the path and he might be able to justify she was here. Although there was another reason why he was out here as he jogged through the depths of the forest and past an old stone hut.
Up a head in the jungle nicely camouflaged was Abel, he was leaning against a tree and his dark skin blended him in well as Vaas did a double check to make sure he wasn't being followed. It was too early for the warriors or so he assumed as he jogged off past Abel before darting into the jungle and carefully making his way back to the Pirate through the darkness and undercover of the jungle.
"New attire?" Abel said in a stoic tone pointing to Vaas' pants and bare chest.
"Yeah some shit like that" Vaas said mindlessly as he looked around to make sure no one was around.
In the distance the sun was starting to rise up and over the mountain tops as Vaas made a quick note to the time, it must have been around 6 o'clock in the morning. From what Vaas could remember it was the time most warriors would be up, fisher men would go out and farmers would get up around this time too. However most of the warriors seemed to remain in the temple from what Vaas could tell from his observation yesterday. After making his notes he looked up at Abel, the man had a stoic look on his face, as always, but even so Vaas felt like he was being judged. None of the Pirates fully agreed to this when Vaas told them this was what had to be done. They all thought that blowing this place up was a better idea but Vaas couldn't risk doing that, what if Alice was here being held prisoner? Citra hadn't allowed him to look at the prison cells yesterday, she played some excuse about there being nothing there of interest which made Vaas all the more suspicious.
"We collected enough c4 and grenades to blow this temple apart. However we have a problem." Abel said softly not moving his eyes away from Vaas. Vaas only snarled in response before Abel cleared his throat and went on. "Our weapons supplier seems to have…disappeared."
"Privateers?" Vaas questioned raising a brow.
"Most likely boss. Our supplies have been shortened bit by bit each day." Abel said in a more informative way then he should have.
Vaas put his hands through his messy Mohawk and then stood in thought looking towards the ground. If their supplies where cut off then his men would become more agitated and Vaas couldn't have that. Maybe Alice was right in keeping the pirates away from this place because that's what Vaas knew he had to do. He had to distract his own men and he knew he'd probably end up in a bad situation but his main focus was to keep them away from the temple, let him source this place out, find Alice and then blow this place to hell.
"Ok….Ok…Hermano I want you to get the boys to do what Pirates do best ok?" Vaas said nodding in approval to himself.
"No what exactly do you mean by that Boss?" Abel said tilting his head to the side a little confused.
"I mean make them fucking work. Tell Carlos this to. The men get in some fucking boats and steal shit from cargo ships, maybe even steal the whole fucking ship too you know? Like fucking Pirates should" Vaas said emphasising on the word Pirates.
To this Abel nodded and had a positive look on his face, a smile maybe but Vaas wasn't paying that much attention to his fellow pirate as he rubbed his head and sighed. This was all so very stressful. Vaas wanted two things, he wanted to find Alice mainly but he wasn't sure about destroying the temple. He could get everyone to come together and take on Emil for sure but without Alice it was of no use and there would be so many objections to this.
"Headache?" Abel questioned before pulling out a packet of Aspirin.
"More like I need some fucking crank and pot. These Rakyat shitheads are driving me insane, no pot, no technology…" Vaas sighed in frustration.
"Well you are the one that decided to do this now you have to go through with it." Abel said with a faint chuckle as if seeing Vaas like this amused him.
"Yeah whatever, just fuck off alright. Let them know that when I give the order they shot to kill ok? Now get those assholes on some fucking boats and get them out there." Vaas said slapping Abel on the side of his arm before walking out into the path way and jogging back towards the Temple.
This was the way it had to be as Vaas reminded himself and although he knew he would have to endure all this bullshit, he knew it would be worth it once he finds Alice. Just that she better be alive because he won't be happy if she's dead in fact the whole of Rook would feel his utter rage as Vaas took in a deep breath and saw the temple in the distance growing. No way in hell was this going to go his way but he would just have to force it, there is no such thing as trying, it's get it done and over with as Vaas reminded himself.