The only female Blackthorn was sitting in the living room all alone. The Mikaelson's had gone home because The Salvatore's called Klaus in some kind of a panic over something ridiculous. It took a lot of convincing, but eventually, she was able to convince them that she was fine at the manor by herself. They reluctantly agreed to go home and they all hugged her before leaving.
Kyra was currently walking outside to meet her brother, Jonathan. He had called a family meeting in the woods behind the house over text. She responded immediately, jumping off her bed and running outside to meet her brothers.
When she got there, she spotted her brothers, all of them looked very confused.
"What's with the family meeting text, brother?" she asked, "What's going on?"
"I didn't send a text." Jonathan defended, "I thought one of you did so I came running out here, only to find out that none of them did. Was it you?"
"I thought it was you." she said, turning to Kayden, Leo and Kayne, "And it was none of you?"
"It had to be you." Kayden said, "I got one from you."
"Well I got one from Jonny." she told them.
"I got one from Kayden." the eldest said.
"I got mine from Leo." Kayne expressed, "So none of us called a family meeting?"
While the Blackthorn Siblings were arguing over who could've possibly sent the text, they didn't notice the light brown-haired male approaching them from one side, and the female coming up from the other.
She put her hand up causing Jonathan, Leo, Kayne, Kyria and Kayden to clutch their heads in pain. She kept her hand up until they all dropped to the ground. She smirked to herself, "We finally got her, honey." she spoke to her fiancé, "Now we can proceed." she said, grabbing twins by the arms and dragging them off, while her fiancé grabbed the other three with a smirk and threw them into the bed of the truck.
Jonathan Troy Blackthorn was the oldest of the Blackthorn siblings. He didn't much care for danger. He only wanted his siblings safe and unharmed. Although, he couldn't say the same for movies. He liked danger in movies, but this was no movie. This was life. He is usually one for tactics, but he had come up with nothing so far. His only concern was where his family was and if they were even safe. He was always one to try and keep his siblings safe and sound. Though, his time, there was nothing he could do, as he had absolutely no clue where they were.
Hearing a crash, he flinched and went to get up.
He couldn't move, and realized he was tied to a chair.
"Great." he mumbled, "Whichever one of you that was, you had better be okay."
Like his sister, Leo Kelton Blackthorn was a fan of anything scary, but this, not so much. He was tied to a chair, duct tape over his mouth. His only thought was his siblings. Are they safe?
Thatwas the only thing he could wonder. He was worried for Kayden, his youngest brother. He was worried for Kayne, his brother and buddy. And he was worried for Kyra, his one and only little sister.
He didn't know what to do. He was so tired and drained from the amount of sedatives he had been injected with that his head fell to his shoulder and he passed out.
Kayne Pearce Blackthorn had woken in a dark room, not one he recognized either, he's never been in here before. It was dark, humid, scary, too warm for him. One thing is for sure, Kayne does not like the dark.
He didn't much care for himself at the moment.
His immediate thought was his twin, not himself. The only thing he cared to know was where his twin sister was located. He was worried for her safety. Is she being tortured? Is she alive? Is she dead? The thought made him want to cry.
Then his head wandered to his brothers. Are they safe?
Kayden Chandler Blackthorn was the youngest of the Siblings. And very like his older brother, not a fan of the dark, which is exactly where he was in this moment: the dark.
He was so afraid, he had a mini-panic attack.
He thought of his older sister, Kyria, and he was able to calm himself down. Kayden used to have severe anxiety, and Kyra was there to help him through it. He imagined her there to coach him through his breathing. He was finally able to calm down.
Much like her twin, it was the same for Kyria Chantelle Rosaria Blackthorn. Her first thought was her twin. She didn't even lift her head from it's painful position before she started panicking. Not for herself, but for her brothers.
She could only think of Kayne: Is he safe? Is he alive? Where is he?
Leo: Is he all right? Alive? Dead? I hope not.
Kayden: Is he alive? Is he okay? Can he breathe? Is he in pain? She was worried for his life, if he was alive, dead, in pain, if he was having a panic attack. She was the one who helped him through all of them, as she suffered through the same thing often, even now.
And Jonathan: she knew he had to contemplating tactics in his head. She could only hope he was safe and unharmed. As he was her oldest brother, she cared for him deeply, and she didn't want to lose him, as he was one of four brothers she actually had left.
She deeply cared for all of them, her twin especially.
She took in her surroundings and wondered, Where am I? Are my brothers here too? How long are we going to be here? Who the hell took us?
FOUR DAYS LATER
It has been days of being tied to chairs and sedated.
The siblings have yet to meet their captors, though they were fed regularly. They truly wondered who it was when they were actually able to stay awake long enough to think.
Jonathan, Leo, Kayne, and Kayden, all the male Blackthorn Siblings, were passed out from being sedated so much.
Kyra, on the other hand, was in and out of her thoughts, and her consciousness.
She heard something smash into the door and the hinges move. This being what startled her awake from her half-sleep. The door to the cell she was in opened and somebody came in. Her vision was blurred from all the sedatives. She had to squint and blink multiple times to get the sleep out of her eyes.
When she finally got her vision clearer, she scowled.
She saw the one person she loathes most in the world, and laughed darkly to herself, "Mother."
The blonde smirked, "Hello, sweet girl."