Chapter 11.

I only own My Ideas

Warnings: Swearing, depiction of abuse

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Kenton fidgeted all through dinner. He still talked with everyone there, still complimented her outfit every chance he got, but there was definitely something 'off' about it. She pushed the feeling aside when he pulled her to the designated dance area, she loved to dance. He put his hands at her hips; she had to admit he had good moves. "Want to get out of here?" The teacher asked after a song or two, his breath warm on her neck.

"What did you have in mind?" Sophie replied, turning to him. He told her he had a friend who was an artist and wanted her to see his studio. She smiled, excited at the prospect. One by one they said their goodbyes and he led her out into the night. His nerves seemed to grow the nearer they got to their destination.

"Well here we are." Kenton announced. He had led her to a warehouse, but she didn't seem shocked. She actually kind of figured a studio/home would be in a place like this.

She stepped in turning to question why it was dark when the lights flicked on. Everything was bathed in clinical light and there was no art to be seen. Instead there was a make shift medical bay, a large jump pad, and an office space on top of slick white floors. "Kenton? What is this?" Sophie demanded.

"Yes Wellingsby do explain yourself to our dear Sophia." Alena Braxos stated snidely as she 'clacked' into view.

"It's Sophie, who the hell are you?"

"My my oh, but we are offended look what you've done Wellingsby." Alena laughed and Sophie turned to Kenton who looked ashamed and told the woman he did his job and he wanted to be paid. "Yes of course quite right, Ergon see that he is paid and I do mean legit, mustn't leave a trail of bodies." The brunette instructed and her henchman led Kenton to the desk in the corner.

"Kenton!"

"Oh dear, you shouldn't blame him."

"What. The. Hell. Is going on?" Sophie demanded pulling her coat tighter around herself. Alena walked closer as Kenton was shown out and the door slammed behind him.

"He'll be fine; I'd be worried about myself if I were you." The brunette chided, walking to her desk for a moment. "So, darling Sophia…"

"Sophie!"

"Right, tell me, do your friends know where you are?"

"If you mean Captain Flirts with Anything Breathing and Doctor Foxy Mc Amazing, Even on a Bad Day, Spiky Hair… No they don't." Sophie sighed with a roll of her eyes.

"Oh good, we have time then."

Sophie didn't like the gleam in the woman's eye. She liked it, even less, when two other henchmen restrained her and brought her kicking and screaming, to the med bay. They held her up to a standing surgical table and strapped her down. The woman shouted instructions, but she didn't hear as they started to rip her clothes away. Tears streamed down her cheeks as her new outfit and jewelry, were destroyed and thrown in heaps on the floor. She thought it couldn't get any worse, till one of them took out a knife. The redhead shuddered, almost puking as he slid the knife down her hip slicing her lace panties off, then her bra.

"Trent! I don't pay you to be vulgar!" Alena barked as she turned and caught the man with his hand dangerously close to a place it, shouldn't be. The thug snatched the limb back and mumbled an apology. The brunette dismissed them with a grumble and a shake of her head. She stepped over with something that looked almost, like a throwing hoop and affixed it around Sophie's neck. The redhead gasped as a length of white fabric slid out of the collar, in front and in back. A simple rope appeared at her waist, holding the two pieces together. "There now, don't break down just yet, we haven't even begun."

"Please…" Sophie choked out. The metal still cold on her back and though, she was covered, she hardly felt clothed. She dropped her head back, "What is going on? Please!?"

"Poor Princess Sophia just a lost little Felorin."

"I don't know what you're talking about…Please…I'm Sophie, I'm no one, I'm human, The Doctor…"

"Dear stupid simple girl,do you really believe everything he tells you?"

"But…I…" Sophie sputtered and squeezed her eyes shut. 'Rule 1, we always forget rule 1' She thought with defeat. It still didn't answer half her questions. If what this woman said was true and she was a princess…wait why hadn't 10 told her? More to the point if this wasn't the worst she was going to get hit with tonight, what else was there?

~IDoD~

Kenton ran, checking every so often that he wasn't followed. He slowed, gasping for air when the TARDIS came into view. "Open Please! You have to help her!" The teacher yelled, pounding on the wooden police box door.

"Doctor I think you'll want to hear this!"

"She trusted you and you…!" 10 was so mad he had trouble articulating. Even Jack; who was just as mad, flinched as the Doctor stormed back and forth. He tried again and stopped, wanting so bad, to throttle the cowering excuse of a man before him.

"Please….I-I d-didn't want to die…I-I'm sorry alright." Kenton warbled,as if trying to defend himself.

"No! No it's not alright, you yellow bellied prat!" The Doctor seethed adding, "And you're not sorry, no not nearly sorry enough." 10 growled, barring his teethe, like fangs.

"Alena Braxos…" Kenton stated somberly. Giving up her name may not be enough to spare him, but it might make things a little better for him in the long run.

"What!?" The Doctor barked and Kenton repeated the name. 10 told the teacher he didn't care and to take him or show him where he took Sophie. Kenton tried explaining that it was no use and the Time Lord was beginning to get agitated further, when Jack spoke up.

"Doctor, I know that name, she's good too good to leave evidence behind." The Captain remarked grimly. If 10 wouldn't listen to the teacher, maybe he'd listen to him. "Much as I hate to say it, this tosser is right, we'll have to think of something else…"

10 rubbed a hand over his face, pulled at his hair and let loose a growl of frustration. "Then take this scum to Torchwood and lock him up. I don't want to see his face." The doctor replied, storming off to who knows where while the captain did as he asked. This was all his fault, he'd pushed Sophie right into the scumbag's arms. He didn't care what it took or how long, he would find his 'clever girl' and bring her back.

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After the jump she was dragged on board a shuttle. The trip would take hours, since it was in an unsecure location and technology was limited there. Around an hour in, she was 'escorted' into a holding area that had thick iron bars, segregating one side of the room from the other. Sophie looked up from the corner as Alena walked into the other side. "What the hell do you want?" The red head spat, almost glad there were bars between them.

"How crass, a princess shouldn't talk that way much less a lady."

"Oh cut the shit, you're not better than me!"

"Well certainly speaks to your upbringing."

"Fuck you! …tell me what you want or leave me the hell alone." Sophie snarled. The attitude a cover, she was absolutely terrified and her captor knew it, the evil skank.

"I hardly think you're in the position to make demands, but very well, I wanted to tell you a story…and test that little device around your neck."

"Why do I feel like I'm not going to like either?"

"Smart girl." Alena smirked. "Shall we begin? Oh yes this will hurt and take a while, I should get a chair." The brunette added with a glee that made Sophie gulp.

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