Oh, I forgot to add this at the beginning, oops.

Disclaimer : I do not own Hero: 108, but I do own Fumiko, Naomi, and any other names mentioned that are mentioned in the Hero: 108 series.

lol - I am forgetful!

sorry!

haha

When Naomi opened her eyes again slowly, the smell of rotting wood and steamed carrots, fried rice, and gravy filled her nostrils, slapping her wide awake. She looked around, looking for Lin Chung.

And it had to be at least fucking five in the morning.

But instead, the scenery of the empty cell met her orange eyes and she sighed. A bear was unlocking her hand cuffs, and she thought about punching him for the fun of it, but then High Roller would kill her. Instead she pulled her arms down as soon as he slipped the key through the lock. She rubbed her wrists, imprints of the tight hand cuffs pressed into her skin. Then she took the spoon and began to eat.

She thought about Husky's little trip last night. They had talked in the forest, and then he had taken her to a small pond in the middle of the forest, where she washed herself. Now she was clean, but surprisingly, Lin Chung had managed to make her look filthy.

But she had told him about her past.

Do I really trust him that much? She thought, munching on a steamed carrot. Well, apparently I do; otherwise I would have never told him about that.

She just hoped he came up with a plan to get her out of this hell. Her third day in this hell, and she was pretty sure High Roller would come in to either a) whip her or b) beat her up. She was sure it was the first choice, but she wasn't certain.

Letting out a sigh, Naomi's eyes began to turn red. The bear looked up with fear and began to back away until it was by the closed door, watching the captive to make sure she didn't do anything fatal.

"So, where's that orange eyed girl? Her name was….Naomi! Yeah, Naomi! That's it!" exclaimed Mystique Sonia, back at Big Green. All of First Squad was in the main briefing room, each doing what they wanted to, since it was raining hard outside. She had been relaxed by Yaksha's heavenly foot massage, but then she had remembered Naomi. She looked at Lin Chung. "Where is she?"

I'm sure she wouldn't want them to know that she was taken captive, he thought. But it would make the most sense if I told them. He opened his mouth as he continued to draw the flowers sitting on the table. "High Roller took her captive."

"That's horrible!" Sonia cried. Then she moaned, grinning at Yaksha as he continued to massage her foot. "O-oh, you give the b-best f-foot r-rubs!"

Staying quiet, Lin Chung focused on capturing the flowers' sharp, perfect point on its petal. He was about to draw the end when he heard a loud bang! He looked up, mildly annoyed that something always interrupted his drawing in the briefing room.

Laying on the ground, his eyeballs next to him, sparking their magic electricity, Mighty Ray groaned. "Stupid punching bag!"

That made Sonia burst out into laughter. She began to laugh, clutching her stomach. Jumpy, who was day dreaming, and Mr. No Hands, doing his daily tending to his athlete's foot, joined in with their laughter, and Lin Chung chuckled. "Your punching bag did this to you?" she giggled. "Wow, Mighty Dork, you're such a loser!"

"Take that back!" yelled Mighty Ray, shooting up and grabbing his eyeballs. He popped them in, and then glared at Mystique Sonia, who was placing Yaksha atop her head and then glared back with a smile.

"Never!" replied Sonia, sticking her blue tongue out. Rolling his eyes, for he had seen this episode many times before, Lin Chung went back to his drawing.

"You asked for it!" growled Mighty Ray, pouncing and then beginning to fight her. They began to toss around the room, slapping, hitting, and biting each other.

Lin Chung sighed and moved out of the way, rolling up his drawing and picking up the flowers in another hand. He slipped through the hatch door and went to his room.

"How was your night, Naomi?" asked High Roller with a sneer when he walked into her cell around three in the afternoon.

She bared her teeth at him. "It was hell, High Roller. Get me out of here. I'm sorry I went to Big Green, but I didn't do anything except," she prayed that God would forgive her for lying about Big Green, though she needed to, "I spied on them, and tried to mess them up. But it didn't work."

"Obviously," spat High Roller, grinning at her. "Are you hungry?"

At his statement, her stomach growled again and the distant taste of vomit rose in her mouth. She was starving. He had fed her well at five this morning, and then when lunch rolled around, he had sent her nothing but a single piece of carrot and sparkling water. She swallowed the taste down and looked up at him, fighting a growl low in her throat and vomit. "I'm starving, you" she nearly yelled dog, but remembered that he would... "I'm starving. Give me food, now."

He laughed. "My decision, Naomi. Now, part of my incredibly awesome plan to torture you is falling in place. Pretty soon, your hunger will turn you sick, and you'll be begging me to come back to my side. But for now," he motioned a few bears to come in, each holding a whip or rope.

Didn't I know he would whip me? she thought, laughing for a moment. Then her stomach growled again. She began to groan, rocking back and forth.

"As much as I would love to watch this, I have buffons to control." then the nasty dog walked out of the room, shutting the door. One of the bears walked to the window and shut it close.

He was smart to shut it close. Because the scream that Naomi let come through her mouth was so loud it could have shook the whole freaking world.