A/N - okay, a teeny chapter here my loves...this only exists because one of the writers I admire expressed a bit of disappointment with the ending of the previous chapter (girl has some serious blood lust issues) and when I thought about it, she was right. So, Wynter, hope this is OK for you x Going to sleep now, knackered from doing three updates today ...later babies...Sarah xxx

She climbed into the bed into snuggled down with the covers. She did sleep but only for about 40 minutes and when she woke, she felt anxious being alone. She got up from the bed, and crossed over to the free-standing wardrobe in the corner of the room,thinking that the robe brought from her room may have been put in there. She was correct but also discovered plenty of other clothing in there. She selected some black sweat pants and a black vest top. Not exactly her usual attire but then again, nothing about this situation was usual. She crossed to the door and tried the handle,

surprised to find it unlocked. A long corridor stretched on front of her with 5 doors on each side. Although there wee no number on these doors, Kit thought she was probably in a hotel as at the were both a flight of stairs and elevators. Not knowing where to go, she walked along the hall, listening briefly at each door for sounds indicating occupancy. She heard none. The stairs from this floor only went down, which indicated she was on the top floor. She went down one flight of stairs, noticing from looking down that there were a lot of further flights. So where ever she was,
she was quite high up.

When she had got to the bottom of the flight, she again walked the corridor listening for any kind of sounds. She had reached the third door on the left when the door at the end, for the room directly under hers (hers?...theirs?...) opened and out came Barsad. "Miss Prescott is everything well?" he asked.

"Yes thank you I just couldn't sleep and wondered where everyone was. I'm sorry if I'm being nosy or going where I shouldn't..."

"It's not a problem Miss Prescott. Please, let me guide you to Bane?"

"Um, OK but Barsad?

"Yes Miss Prescott?"

"My name is Kit"

"Well then Kit, lets find my brother for you!" he replied with a kind smile on his face. These guys, all the big bad on the TV and during their public demonstrations. But behind closed doors, it was all gentlemanly behaviors and manners. It's like they were from another century or something, like how she expected the Knights of the Round Table to be, bad-ass motherfuckers when fighting but all chivalrous with the ladies. She thought that with them acting like this, there must be a significant amount of women round here just waiting for ther attentions. She hoped that she was
Bane's only one.

After they had descended two more flights, Barsad came to the first door on the left and tapped lightly. The door was immediately opened by another, much darker skinned man who when seeing Barsad, moved to the side. Barsad entered but motioned for Kit to stay where she was. She obliged and only seconds later, Bane was in front of her. "Have you changed your mind Kitten?, do you want to see how we deal with rapists and tormentor's of women?"

"I'm not sure, what are you doing to him exactly?"

"Just making him see the error of his ways by the use of age old methods".Now considering her occupation, Kit could be quite squeamish when it came to actual violence, But dammit, she wanted to the psycho bleed. Plus, she had the strangest feeling that Bane wanted that too. So she nodded her head very slightly and she could tell this pleased Bane, due to the wrinkles around his eyes. He placed his arm around her shoulder and guided her into the room. At first, the room appeared much the same as theirs (theirs?...ours?) except for it being slightly smaller and having a
different exposure to the outside. However, Kit then noticed the chair in the middle of the room, which had psycho tied to it. He had a few lumps and bumps here and there but in general, he looked okay. Kit looked at the arms of the chair and saw his hands, nailed to them. Then she saw his feet, nailed to the floor. She recoiled a bit and stopped when she hit Bane's chest with her back.

"If this is too much for you Kitten..."

"NO...it's fine. Just don't torture him any further, just kill him please?"

At her words, the psycho piped up "Fuck me, Bane taking orders from a whore! That's the funniest thing I ever seen. Yo man, what the fuck?, you released us all from Blackgate and then when we doing what comes natural, with slut bitches no less, you take offence? that's fucked up man!" Bane strode over to the man, took his head in both his hands and quickly twisted his neck, killing him instantly. Kit just stood there, looking horrified. Bane turned towards his men and said "Barsad, could you take care of this for me?"

"Of course brother" and with that Bane picked up Kit in his arms and walked back to their room. When they arrived, he placed her on the bed and sat down next to her. She took a moment to think and then turned to him and said "YOU released that arsehole from Blackgate?"