It was a numb first few days that Tsuna went through. He was so confused and hurt. Somebody had taken Reborn. He had somehow been captured by Angelo. Those same two sentences kept repeating through his head.

After the group left and went back to their own dorms, Luce didn't mention anything about the plan she had thought of. It was dead silent for almost two weeks from her end and the entire time, Tsuna had been getting phone calls from Angelo, updating him on what Reborn was getting done to him. The details were too horrid to even mention to anybody else so Tsuna was the only one to know the full scope. Gokudera and Yamamoto had been witnesses to one phone call and that was enough for them.

It made it worse was when the police came back with the news that nobody knew where Angelo was this time. They checked the place where the camp was the first time, at great reluctance to most. There was no sign of life anywhere. Tsuna felt a wave of panic and anger as the days started to stretch into weeks.

When the police had left, that was when the group was all called into Luce's office. She seemed like it was painful for her to even be there. Nobody understood how she was in the first place as she had a newborn to take care of.

"The police can't do anything." Luce started. Everybody stirred, looking at the people beside them in shock. "They will do their best but they are hindered by obeying the law. I know some people that don't have to though. I can't discuss who those people are yet but we will be going to Italy. The school has to be closed temporarily for cleaning and break so we've extended the spring break to two weeks. It is the perfect time for us to go so pack your things, we leave tomorrow."

Luce swept out of the room before anybody could ask what was happening. Tsuna looked at Yamamoto who had a similar look of confusion as he did.

Luce had been on the phone nonstop with Reborn's police handlers. Reborn's siblings had all banded together to track down the possibilities. All had heard who the main members that were in Japan looked like from Luce. They had feelers everywhere, somehow, to find the people. The police helped them with spice in the mafia and gave them leads. Police would be there at every step but would stand back if they felt it was better to let Luce and Tsuna lead charges.

Tsuna and his friends were doing the same as Reborn's siblings yet on a smaller scale. Tsuna wasn't much use and he knew that but Angelo seemed to want him by a phone at all times. So that was his job as he was also given better martial arts training with Fon. It was a help that he knew how to fight and everybody agreed that the more fighters they had the better. Tsuna knew his asthma that had died down over the years would soon kick and felt it would kick in at the worst possible times.

The only contact the groups had with Angelo was that of phone calls, updating them and taunting them about what happened with Reborn. Of course they weren't using Reborn's chosen name but his dead name, Viola.

Recently, they had been calling Tsuna in the dead of night, giving the phone to Reborn so they wouldn't stop looking or give up most recent phone call only ignited his vexed passion into finding this group and watching them perish.

The phone call had been placed at midnight Italy's time. Tsuna was up early so he didn't miss the phone ringing. He didn't sleep most of the time anymore and that wasn't anything new. The added stress of trying to find Reborn made it next to impossible to even sleep a few hours some nights. Everybody knew this so Takeshi and Hayato had a habit of sleeping in Tsuna's dorm instead of their own. Ryohei had left with Kyoko and Haru to visit Tokyo and 'sightsee'. That was their cover story as they helped find the people that took Reborn. It helped there was a boxing tournament so Ryohei was entered in that on paper.

Bianchi had been doing her part of helping Tsuna learn better fighting skills too. She moaned that she couldn't wait for the day Tsuna could actually fight so she didn't have to do this anymore. It was mainly just for show as the two had made a tentative acquaintanceship, bonding over the fact Reborn was gone.

The only good thing to having people in his apartment though was that they heard Tsuna moving around the minute he was up and couldn't ever hide any call he got from Angelo.

He really wished he could hide this time. He didn't want anybody to ever have to hear the anguish in Reborn's voice. He was tired and hurting, Tsuna guessed, and seemed almost defeated as he spoke.

"There's no use in these phone calls", he had said.

"I know you're alive", Tsuna muttered. There was a weak exhale as if Reborn tried to laugh but couldn't.

"Alive but just barely. Please, Tsuna... Just give up. You aren't going to find us. It'll be easier to go to the store and get candles than anything."

Tsuna almost yelled. "D-Don't say that. We'll get you out. We'll find you."

Reborn gasped slightly before he answered, his voice quieter and more strained. "They just gave me something...to sleep. I have to go. Don't forget."

Tsuna nodded before he remembered he couldn't be seen. "Yes, I-I won't; please keep holding on."

Before he could answer, there was a shrill screech of pain and the phone was picked up.

"You weren't supposed to hear that. Viola is quite dramatic to be screaming from a little pain like that. Good day, Tsunayoshi."

The last thing he heard was a whine, an incessant beeping, and somebody yelling, "She's going into shock!" Before the line went dead.

Tsuna wasn't sure how much he could handle. He didn't want another phone call. He didn't want to hear Reborn in so much pain. It made him feel sick at the very thought that Reborn could make that noise.

Gokudera was moving in his room. He tried to compose himself and hide his phone but he heard Yamamoto call, "Tsuna?"

Both Gokudera and Yamamoto were stopped in the middle of the hall, watching Tsuna with concern. "Tsuna, what's wrong?"

Tsuna would've dropped his phone if Yamamoto hadn't taken it out if his hand.

"Who was that?" Gokudera asked. "Was it Angelo?"

Tsuna felt his jaw tighten as he nodded. Gokudera let out a foul string of cursing and Yamamoto didn't seem to have it in him to correct Gokudera about it as he also let out a curse himself.

"What did they say?" Yamamoto said angrily.

Tsuna wasn't sure he could say. The recording on his phone was easy to get to. He was tempted to show the two but he wasn't sure he could hear that again. He chewed on his nail and crossed an arm over his chest.

Yamamoto pushed Tsuna towards the kitchen, never uttering a word as he bustled around making tea. Gokudera sat with Tsuna, letting him regain some composure. Gokudera put a comforting hand on Tsuna's shoulder, running a thumb along his collarbone.

Nobody said anything, waiting for Tsuna to be the first one to speak. Yamamoto and Gokudera made eye contact across the table, their eyes worried and terrified. It was a miracle that Gokudera wasn't trying to pick a fight with Yamamoto. It was a testament to how scary the situation had gotten.

"Angelo called." Tsuna finally ground out. The mug of tea was clenched so hard it looked like Tsuna would've broken it. "They... They told me about how Reborn was doing. Right before they hung up, I think Reborn's heart stopped."

"What? Not possible." Gokudera said aggressively.

Tsuna didn't answer. He was barely aware of anything around him as it finally sunk in. Reborn was in trouble, he was in pain, and he was not going to be able to get out of this one by himself this time. Obviously Tsuna had known what had been happening but he hadn't actually realized the depth that this went.

"Tsuna, are you okay?" Yamamoto inquired.

"No… but better than Reborn." Tsuna got up and took his phone back.

Gokudera looked like he was about to say something but thought better of it as Tsuna let the room again. Tsuna heard the two muttering to each other. He ignored it and walked into Reborn's room. He took one of Reborn's sweaters and checked the pockets for his headphones. Reborn had a habit of stealing Tsuna's and using them when he was working out in the mornings.

Tsuna used the headphones for the next hour as he listened to the phone call recording over and over again. Each time hurt more and more as he had to hear Reborn in pain. But he refused to stop. There had to be some sort of clue within it. Maybe there was something a person said or a hint Reborn tried to drop. He replayed to it so much that he could quote it. He started drowning out the talking, ignoring the screech of pain, and trying to hear the background noises.

There was a certain sound that kept playing. Tsuna had no idea what it was but it was a constant drone that started to give him a headache. He didn't stop playing the recording though. He turned up the bass in the headphones, he turned the volume lower and higher, he did whatever he could to try and make the sound clearer.

Somebody knocked on the door but he was so immersed he didn't hear it. Only when somebody touched his shoulder did he jerk away from his stupor. He fell over in his shock, his heart going a mile a minute. He looked up and Gokudera placing a plate down on the table. He looked concerned at Tsuna's frazzled state.

Before he could ask what was wrong, Tsuna said, "I need you to listen to something."

"Okay?" Gokudera said in confusion. He sat down and took the headphones from Tsuna's hands. "What am I supposed to be listening for?"

"There's a...sound in the background. I don't know what it is. I know I've heard it before..."

Gokudera concentrated on the recording. His face blanched as he registered what was being said. Tsuna replayed it a few more times before Gokudera had a puzzled, thoughtful expression. He removed the headphones and stared at the ground, thinking.

"I...don't know either, Tsuna." Gokudera paused, thinking some more. "Is it a plane? Or maybe a highway?"

"Highways sound different. It wouldn't be always there if it was. And a plane would fade."

The two of them stared at the floor, trying to think of anything else. They sat there just throwing out different things that sounded like what was in the background. Every time it was shot down with a simple explanation.

"Do you think Yamamoto would know?" Tsuna demanded after a few minutes of just silent thinking.

"He's an idiot; no he wouldn't." Gokudera said almost immediately.

"Don't be rude. He is smart...sometimes."

Gokudera snorted before leaning over for the headphones again. He listened to it again before making a disgruntled sound. Yamamoto, who had been walking by, peeked his head in curiously to see what was happening.

"What are you two doing?" He asked. He seemed to be excited for some reason.

"I need you to hear this", Tsuna said. He tripped over Gokudera in his haste to thrust the phone into Yamamoto's hands. "There's a sound. In the background, there's a sound. We've been trying to figure it out. Do you know it?"

"I don't know! Let's find out," Yamamoto said enthusiastically. He listened to the recordings a few times. He seem shocked and horrified over them but Tsuna was looking at him hopefully so he tried to hear past what was being said.

After a few more times, Yamamoto took the headphones out. There was a certain look in his eyes as he handed Tsuna his phone back.

"What? Why do you look hopeful?" Gokudera demanded.

"That bshhhhhhh sound", Yamamoto said. "That's a wind thingy!"

"A what?" Tsuna asked.

"The big white, spinny things! They're everywhere in the country and make the same bshhhhh sound."

"Do you mean wind turbines?" Gokudera questioned. He looked shocked that somebody could be that stupid.

"What are those?"

Gokudera let out a scream of anger and annoyance. He thought they were finally getting somewhere. Tsuna, on the other hand, was hurriedly searching up what a wind turbine sounded like.

"This is it!" Tsuna yelled. His voice shook as he yanked the cord out of his phone so the other two could hear it.

"That's the bshh sound!" Yamamoto said excitedly. "My grandparents live near these! I visited them when I was little and the sound made my head go ow."

"We have to tell Luce." Gokudera said.

The three got up and hurriedly put shoes on. Tsuna was shaking as he walked through the halls. He couldn't believe it. There was a clue to where Angelo was. It seemed too good to be true.

Luce was sitting in her office when they got there. Her secretary was on lunch so it was just the four of them. Tsuna surged forward ahead of everybody else. Luce gave a strained smile as the three filed in.

"What can I do for you guys?" She asked. She sounded too tired to be up.

"W-We think we have a clue to where Angelo could be." Gokudera said, "Tsuna got a call this morning and, luckily, he recorded it. In the background, there's a sound that comes from wind turbines. Its throughout the entire thing and it sounds identical to a recording we found too."

Luce sat, shocked. "Let me hear it. Let me hear the recording so I know what you're talking about."

Tsuna obeyed and opened the taping. Luce listened intently, her hands clenched tightly together. Tsuna couldn't look at her but looked up expectantly when she finally took the earbuds out.

"There's an echo whenever they talk", Luce commented. "Usually that happens when you're underground."

"I remember reading somewhere that a lot of older churches have tunnels underneath it." Gokudera said slowly. He snapped his head up to meet Luce's eyes. "Are there any old churches abandoned because of wind farms being built?"

"I don't know", Luce said. "We're leaving soon. I cannot wait any longer. I just finished making the arrangements. I have people meeting us at the airport. They will be updated about this information and they'll help us search for the place Angelo could be."

Water was thrown into Reborn's face so he woke up. He opened his eyes and glared at the person standing over him. He let out a groan when he recognized the person as one of the other kids being kept here. She was clutching a cup and a sheet in her hands.

"I-I had to", She mumbled in broken Italian. Reborn nodded as he tried to sit up. "No sit."

"Am I going to get hit if I don't obey?" Reborn said in German.

The other kid looked relieved as she answered in her mother tongue. "Your stomach has too many bruises. You need to lay down not sit."

"I couldn't care less how they heal. I'll get more by the end of the hour."

"My name's Theresa, by the way." She said timidly. "You are never in here long enough for any of us to talk with you."

"Yeah, everybody hates me here. I'm the reason they had to go back into hiding five years ago."

Theresa looked shocked and hopeful. She held out the sheet she was holding. "They took your clothes again. We covered you with this while you slept."

"Thanks. Did they give everybody more than crumbs today?"

Theresa shook her head. She picked at the tattered trenchcoat she was wearing. It was the only thing she had. When they were taken into the camp, they were only allowed to keep one thing to wear the entire time. It was only washed if you wanted to walk around without clothes so most people didn't get their clothes washed.

Where they were was a caged in cell. It was similar to a police holding cell but it was dank and made out of dirt. Reborn didn't know where they were besides the fact they were underground. He had fainted from his medication and had been put to sleep for hours until he had woken up inside of this very cell. He was the only one there and had watched everybody being pushed into the cell. When everybody had been settled, he was dragged out of the cage forcibly and beaten brutally in front of everybody.

"This is what happens when you tell the police about us!" The leader had said. Reborn was left bleeding on the ground for the night until they had started hurting kids again.

Too many nights Reborn had heard people sobbing into the ground. He never slept during the night. He sat with his back against the corner, facing the gate, just waiting for them to come back for him. He never wanted to wake up to them dragging him away.

Theresa moved away momentarily before coming back. Somebody trailed behind her, looking scared and beaten down. They sat in front of Reborn tentatively.

"This is Ricky. He's my friend." Theresa said. "This is…"

"Reborn."

"Don't lie to them!" A guard yelled through the bars. "That's Viola Sinclair and she's our special guest. Get the fuck up and come here."

Reborn got up quietly. There was no point to even argue with anything. It was better to just deal with it. The guard ripped the blanket away from Reborn's body, leering up at Reborn.

"Not so tough are you now, huh?" He said with a sickening grin. Reborn didn't say anything still and just walked with the guard.

"Oh, did you not get your clothes back?" The leader asked.

"No", Reborn said shortly.

"Don't be like this, Viola. It was a simple mistake. Please, walk this way and you can change."

Reborn did. He was led down a hall and into a darkened side room. He knew something was going to happen. Nothing was ever as it seemed in this place. He was right of course when somebody tackled him onto the floor. Before he could even react, his arms were pinned above his head by one person, another had his legs pinned, and a third was sitting on his chest.

He tried to struggle but every time somebody was hitting him. He gasped, heaving as he tried to regain his breath. The door opened and the leader walked in. A light was turned on and all three of the people on top of him were guys. Their faces were covered but that didn't stop them from looking any less terrifying.

"You've been getting too mouthy with the others so we have to separate you from them for a little bit." The leader leaned down near Reborn's head. He moved Reborn's hair off of his face tenderly. "You're gonna be a little sore when you wake up, are you sure you wanna keep going like this?"

Reborn spit at the leader. It was red tinged and landed straight on his face. It was a brief moment of satisfaction for Reborn until the one on his chest started strangling him in anger.

"Make sure you do it right this time. Can't have her dying on us again." The leader said. He got up and stalked away, the door slamming.

Reborn's throat was released and he was kicked into the corner. He was chained to the wall with his hands behind his back. He was too dazed to be able to fight back as he had almost passed out. He only came through when there was a tinkle of metal hitting the cold stone floor and a thump as a bucket was dropped beside Reborn.

"Hold her legs open. If I hit an artery, boss'll have my head." One of the people said.

"No!" Reborn yelled. He knew what they were going to do. "Don't touch me!"

"Use the chloroform. It'll calm her down so I can work."

A cloth was pressed against Reborn's face and he felt his entire body grow heavy. He kicked weakly one final time before he was limp, staring at the ceiling. He started breathing heavier as a wave of pain overtook him. It made him nauseous and dizzy. His hands clenched around the chains and before he knew it, he was whimpering. He let out whimpers, moans, and groans of pain. They had a scalpel to his labia. Even when the chloroform wore off, if he moved the knife could hit a major artery. He was forced to lay limply with pain. Tears flowed freely as he was forced to endure. Whenever he passed out, he was slapped awake again.

What felt like hours later, the knife went away. He felt water on his legs. He was being cleaned up. Then there were bandages and he was unchained. There was a gurney outside of the door and he was carried onto it.

Reborn was in a haze. He wasn't awake or asleep. But he had water splashed in his face so he woke up more. He looked up tiredly and a phone was held to his ear. This was the daily phone call to Tsuna. Tears welled up again in his tired state as he heard Tsuna say, "Hello, honey."

The entire conversation took place as Reborn was moved down the hall. It soon turned white and clean all around him. Reborn guessed this was where he was going to recover for the next few days. He was hooked up to monitors and an IV to give him everything he needed to recover smoothly.

The phone was taken from him too fast. He savoured the fact he could talk to Tsuna but he knew it was to torture him with the fact Tsuna would never find him.

Reborn heard a baritone voice talking but he didn't register it. He was tired. He sighed as he felt his head fall to the side. It was time for bed.

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