Tamsin's POV

"Him?" My vision suddenly narrows and my stomach flips over. I was on the verge of passing out.

"Yes. He'd like to see you now." Kara says faintly, as my vision fades completely.

I couldn't see anything but I could feel wind through my hair and the smell of the sea. It felt like I was in the air for hours until I finally felt the cold, hard ground. As I opened my eyes, all I could see was white. My clothes had been reduced to white rags and shackles. I could see Kara carrying Adrian in the distance.

"Hey.." I tried to call out, but my voice was weak and hoarse.

"Did you really think I would just give up, Valkyrie?" A voice said, echoing in the empty room.

"Show yourself!" I shout, despite the fire in my throat.

All I hear back is the echo of my voice until a sharp pain in my sternum knocked the wind out of me.

"You don't give the commands, Valkyrie. You. Are. Nothing." The voice says into my ear.

A black shadow soon appears before me. The shadows dissipate revealing Odin, dressed in a black, pressed suit with his walking stick.

"You always were very theatrical, guy.." I snort.

My comment doesn't phase him as he circles me once. My legs buckle as he knocks my knees out. He distances himself as if taking in my image. Enjoying my weakness and helplessness.

"Shame.. I liked you." He says, removing the tip from his walking stick.

He examines the small blade protruding out and finally whips it across my face, without a flinch. I could feel the warm blood dripping from my cheek and down my neck.

"Do you know why you are here?" He asks, standing in front of me.

"Good behavior." I smirk.

The man is silent as I watch his pointed shoes and my blood, dripping onto the cold, white floor.

"Haven't lost your sense of humor, Valkyrie." He says, moving to pace again. "I want something.."

"Oh yeah? What's that?" I grimace.

"A trade. I want.. The Alpha and the Nekomata. In trade for your parents.. and your freedom."

I could feel my heart skip a beat. I'd never known for sure whether my parents were dead or not, but I knew I couldn't believe anything he said. Odin doesn't trade, he takes.

"My parents are dead." I snarl, pulling on my shackles.

"No, no, no, dear." He says, cupping my face. "They are here. You bring me what I want.. And they're yours."

"What if I refuse?"

"You've refused me once.. when I requested that you bring me Isabeau. I've seen how happy you make her, Valkyrie." He says, leaning towards my ear. "How would you like to be ripped away from her, along with her friends? She'll have no one. Do as I ask or suffer the consequences."

I have no argument against him. If I refuse him, he'll send someone else. If I accept, what will I tell Bo?

"Besides, I've already taken one love from you before.." He chuckles. "Adrian. Very good lover.. but very unfaithful."

I could feel my anger rising as my power began to overtake me. With another blow to the opposite cheek from his walking stick, I was rendered helpless again.

"Bring me what I want, Valkyrie." Was all I could hear before everything went black again.

My body was tense as I awoke. I was still in the same spot, not having moved an inch.

'Shit.' I could feel every blow I had taken beginning to bruise on my body. Blood began to run from both sides of my swollen cheeks, staining my shirt.

I'd never gotten around to buying a first aid kit so I had to settle. Grabbing a rag and a bottle of vodka, I begin to clean my wounds. The sting is much more prominent sober, so I pour some into a glass and get wasted. Checking the time, I realize I should've been at work already. I pull out my phone and realize its 7:05. There's a message from Dyson.

- 'Got us the day off. Enjoy it and thank me later with a game of pool at the Dal.'

A tug in my heart, that I'd register as sadness, struck through me. I couldn't just hand the cat and dog over like they were nothing to me.. They'd become my family, whether I liked it or not. Neither route I took would end with happiness. For now, I would be as content as possible drowning myself in vodka. I was as helpless here as I was with Odin.

Bo's POV

A loud bang from outside Tamsin's bedroom woke me up. Rolling over to grab my knife, I realized I hadn't removed it from my pants. My clothes were spread carelessly across the floor.

Finally pulling on my pants, I opened the door to find Tamsin picking up a chair, barely able to balance herself as she bent over.

"Tamsin?"

The blondes head snaps up as if she'd forgotten I'd spent the night. A goofy smile appears across her face as she steps towards me, planting a huge kiss on my forehead. She reeked of alcohol and blood.

"Bo, you're so pretty.." The Valkyrie slurs, slumping on top of me. "I think I'm in loves with you."

"Yes, Tamsin. We know. I love you too." I smile, despite her drunken state.

Moving her towards the couch, I'm finally able to see the swollen cuts across her cheeks and the bruise forming against her chest. I know the Valkyrie is too drunk to explain so I close the distance between our lips, allowing a steady stream of my chi to flow into her. She kisses back almost immediately, her hands moving to cup my face. I needed answers so I pull away, reluctantly. It would have to wait.

"Damn it, Bo! You should've left me drunk. " The blonde says, shutting her eyes tightly, the bruises and cuts fading a little quicker.

"Tamsin, who did this to you?" I ask, gripping her face softly.

"N-no. I have to go, Bo. No one is safe around me anymore." She says, backing away.

"I can help you. Just let me, please." I reply, moving closer to her.

"It's Odin, Bo. I need to go. No one can help me.. No one can save me.. " She says, shutting her eyes again.

A/N: Sorry to crush dreams :x It's all part of development so bear with me, lovelies. Drop a review, positive or negative or just showing love. :) And, Hello, new followers. Valkubus or die. :D