Chapter 10

Leon's POV

Damn. I mentally cursed walking away from Sora. First of all, I had lost sight of the policeman a little while ago; I think he figured out that I was following him. Then that idiot Sora decided to ignore her injuries and go for a little spin on the trapeze. Last off my shirt was ruined because I had ripped off a part of it for her to use as a bandage. Oh, and the fact that I had pretty much just ruined her entire career, not to mention I made her make a face that I never wanted her to make. In fact, I swore to myself that I'd never make her look the same way she did when Yuri and I were fighting on the trapeze. Thinking of that made me wish I could go back to those days when things were simpler.

I stalked back over to the Stage. I had to tell Kalos that the policeman was after Sora. I stopped in my tracks. Well that wouldn't make sense. Telling Kalos a policeman was the one targeting Sora. Maybe he stole the uniform… I had barely finished the thought when something hard slammed into my back knocking me straight to the ground. Rough hands threw a rough bag over my head and I felt someone carrying me a few feet away. The hands threw me down in what felt like a small bush next to a tree. I hit my head on the trunk. The person rolled me onto my back and grabbed my arm, twisting it behind me and sitting on my back. I held back a yell of pain.

"I thought I told you to break off all contact with the girl." A deep male voice said.

"I just did." I said gruffly trying to free my arm.

"Don't you dare think of trying to fool us boy." The voice said again.

"There are more of you?" I said turning myself so it was easier to breathe.

"You have no idea, and don't go trying to tell anyone around here about our little meetings. Remember Oswald we keep close tabs on you." He finished.

Yeah, the damn police are on your side.

"I don't suppose you could tell me what you want with me or Sora." I said making small talk as I used my other hand to reach slowly into my pocket. I had put a small pocketknife in there a little while ago. I just needed a chance to get it out. I felt the edge of the smooth handle with my finger.

"Well, that's none of your concern is it now?" The man said.

"You have not made yourself clear though. I can't figure out which one you're after, me, or Sora." I said. It was an honest question and I couldn't help but wonder what the answer was.

"My orders are to obtain the girl, and bring down anyone who gets in the way and that'd be you."

"We had a deal!" I almost yelled. "You said you would leave her alone if I did!"

"I said I wouldn't hurt her, not that I wouldn't take her." His voice was strong but his form had slouched, he had realized his mistake.

I was enraged now. How could I have been so stupid? Did I honestly believe that if I left her alone she would be able to be safe? All of the pain I forced on her-all of it…for nothing! I grabbed my knife and flipped myself around. I slid the knife to the man's throat and sat up. Now I had him in a headlock, if he moved he would get cut. The only problem-I still couldn't see. I spoke dangerously low.

"Answer me now. What do you want with my partner?" I tightened the headlock. I felt the man lose his form as he realized the situation.

"I'm only a recruit; my only orders are to get the girl…alive." I took my free hand and pulled his arm around his back, straining it. The man yelped.

"Tell me everything you know." I said.

"I don't know what the reason is! Wait! He said something about a ransom, I think by kidnapping her he could sell her at a hefty price. Lots of people would call for her release; she's like an idol, right?" The man's voice was panicked.

"So it's money he's after?" I asked.

"Something like that, he wants revenge too."

"Revenge? On Sora?" I asked, incredulous.

"No, her family." I was shocked.

"What about her family?" I asked. The man shook his head.

"I can't tell you, the boss would kill me." I wondered if he meant it literally. I pulled his arm up to the back of his head and gritted my teeth together when I spoke.

"Tell…me…now." I growled, enunciating each syllable.

"He-he was the one…that…that…killed them." He said, his speech was stuttered due to the pain. That caught me off guard. I loosened my grip on the man trying to comprehend what he said. At that moment the figure wrenched his arm out of my grasp and elbowed me in the chest. I gasped for breath and I heard him darting away. I ripped the bag off of my head and took off running after the man. He was fast, but I was faster. I leaped into the air and tackled him to the ground. I grabbed him by the shirt collar and lifted him into the air. He kicked me in the chest and flipped off of me. He then took off running again. I fell to the ground trying to breathe again. After I had some breath back I looked down at my hand, when the man had flipped off of me a piece of his shirt had come off in my hand, it was a nametag. Written on it were the words: Medical P.H.D. Ian Gann, Monroe Hospital.

I gasped. Monroe Hospital was the place that Sora was admitted to after the fire! What if he already met her? But if he had, why hadn't he taken her in the first place? All I knew was one thing. I had to find Sora…fast.