Nemesis moaned and opened her eyes immediately wishing she hadn't. She was alone in a small dark room not much bigger than a closet. Fear flooded her as memories of Entropy and Malice's attack returned. She whimpered softly knowing how much trouble she was in.

As if to mock her, the door opened flooding the room with light. Nemesis blinked furiously the sudden light that almost blinded her and gasped as Malice stepped into the room. "Alone at last," he said with a lecherous grin.

Using the wall for support Nemesis scrambled to her feet, "You're going to pay for this," she told him furiously, "When my family finds you they'll rip you apart."

"I doubt it," Malice replied good naturedly, "You should just settle down and accept defeat. You're not going anywhere, not anytime soon anyway."

Nemesis backed into a corner as Malice approached her slowly. He reached out to stroke her cheek and she jerked her face out of his grasp. Malice scowled and backhanded her across the face. Nemesis bit back a cry of pain refusing to give him the satisfaction. She glared at him as he placed a hand on either side of her, "Just give it up. We can do this the easy way or we can do this the hard way. Choice is yours, babe."

Malice grabbed her by the back of the head kissing her lips roughly, Nemesis brought her leg up kneeing him in the groin. Malice hissed in pain, his fangs elongating, his eyes glowing, "You stupid bitch!" he roared grabbing her arms and ramming her into the wall again and again. He threw her to the ground kicking her viciously in the ribs.

Nemesis tried to struggle to her feet but Malice was on her, straddling her, his hand in her hair, pulling roughly as he snarled at her. "You're going to learn your place, whore, if I have to beat it into you."

Malice stood pushing her back onto the floor as he stormed out, "We'll continue this tonight," he told her before slamming the door shut and locking it.

Nemesis rolled over onto her side holding her ribs. She laid her head down on her arm and allowed her tears to fall. She fell asleep wishing for Edge's warm embrace.

Gangrel sat by the phone dozing lightly. Dusk was less than a half hour away and Eternity still had not called. When the phone finally did ring Gangrel nearly jumped out of his skin. "Hello?" he answered hopefully.

"We've found them, Grel," Eternity's voice came through the receiver, "They're keeping her at a warehouse about a mile from the city. Get your childer ready, I'm on my way and I'll be there shortly."

"Understood," Gangrel replied, "And thank you again."

"You can thank me once Nemesis is safe and sound," Eternity answered then disconnected.

Gangrel hung up the phone and hastened up the stairs to Edge's room. Walking to the bed Gangrel shook his sleeping childer, "Wake up," he told them as they began to stir, "We've found her."

That brought both blondes to full wakefulness, "Where is she?" Edge demanded sitting up. He was slightly peeved at Gangrel for the stunt he had pulled the previous night but knew that Grel had only done it for his own good.

"She's at a warehouse about a mile from the city. As soon as Eternity gets here we're going after her," Gangrel told them, "Get yourselves ready."

Edge and Christian practically leapt from the bed and as Grel left the room. "Now those bastards are gonna pay," Edge growled grabbing his duster.

Christian nodded and the brothers headed downstairs to wait for the Elder to arrive.