A.N: Heyyyy so this may be a kinda confusing chapter but you will get to see Cris' life from another person's view and there is a reason I put ? POV's but it's mainly because I don't have a name for him yet and the fact that I didn't want to give it all away at the beginning by saying his... let's say relation, with Cris but you will find out... all in due time ;)

So hope you like it; review, favourite or followif you want to see more... I don't think I've ended it on that much of a cliff-hanger but sorry that's just something I like to do :P

Chapter 15: The world is not a wish granting factory

? POV:

"She'd better be there," the older man threatened his tone cold and would be frightening if the younger man didn't know him better. "She will, the boy was lying!" the younger boy promised, he knew he was treading on thin ice here, if she wasn't there then he didn't know what the older guy would do.

He didn't think the guy would kill him, they were too close for that, but another beating was on the cards. They had just got off the phone with one of Crisiant's love sick puppies, it was sick if you asked him, how she had the power to turn boys into her personal slaves and she didn't have to do anything.

She didn't have to be nice or manipulative because the boys would kneel down before her like she was Loki, for her looks. She should be thankful for her genes but she wasn't, she didn't want to know her real family, she didn't care and that enraged him.

"Let's go then, I'm not wasting any more time. The three girls have gone, correct?" The elder asked regarding the three girls (Tessa, Maia and Izzy, he believes their names are) who left the house Crisiant was currently taking shelter in. It didn't matter that she wasn't in her normal state of residence, it took a bit more time to find her but it wasn't like they had a schedule to adhere to. Although the elder did want her as soon as possible and to be honest he wanted her too, it meant they could finally be together as a family.

Things hadn't been the same since she had been taken away and they all wanted it to go back to normal, well as normal things can be when you kidnap someone.

Then the youngest comes out of his thoughts and says "Yes, they are about 1000 metres from the house now" It was good the boy lived far from her friends, and they thought it would be to their advantage he thought maliciously.

They didn't think they were doing a bad thing, I mean yes kidnapping is illegal but they were taking back what was theirs. She can't be protected here; she needs to know the truth about who she is.

He had watched her at the school, her and the silver boy; it was rather disgusting if you asked him. She was leading three boys (and probably the rest of the schools boys and maybe some girls) on and she didn't even know it, how oblivious of her.

They started running then, it was only about 800 metres away and they could do that easily in a run and most there was only like 9 or 10 houses between them. These house were massive he thought and it was true, there research had shown that you either had to be a millionaire or had a relative who was and left the house in inheritance, the houses themselves cost millions and then the only local school was the private school that was only for the smartest of students.

Crisiant had it all, the looks, the personality, the intelligence and she didn't even know where she got it from, what a shame.

When they reached the mansion house the elder pounds the door leaving cracks in the wood until the boy answers the door. He swings the door open and says "Hey," as if he didn't know what they were here for.

"Do I know you?" he asked almost innocently, this makes the elder stare at him menacingly. "Where's Crisiant?" the younger snaps, earning a glare from the elder, he was losing his temper now, he still had a bit of an ache from when he was knocked out at the school. "I don't know where she is," the boy answered immediately.

That was way too quick, she's here. The elder leans towards the boy who stands his ground and softly says "Then why do you smell like girl?" He sees worry flicker through his eyes but it is quickly concealed and the boy says "What can I say? All girls love me," he says faking assurance "You probably saw the three girls that left here" he laughs then and shakes his head saying "Fun times!"

The men stare at him, the elder seems confused on whether he is telling the truth, to him there's no denying he was lying but then he was being bias because he just wanted them to be a family again.

He loses his temper then and gets the boy in a choke hold. "Tell us where she is," he snarls in the boy's ear. His senses are assaulted with the scent of vanilla (of course all his senses had been extremely heightened, so he couldn't say if she wore too much or not) and he fought the urge to pull back.

The boy pushes him off, which meant he was extremely strong, and states with absolute clarity "I don't know where she is neither do I care, I only had three girls here tonight and none of them were as strong-minded and frankly annoying as her," His voices get louder throughout this, almost, to the fact that they believed the boy. Almost.

"Since by now if you didn't catch the fact that she is not here, then you will get it as I ask you to leave," the boy says confidently, as if they would really leave at that, and tries to shut the door but he sticks his foot through the crack in the door. The boy looks at them a worried look now free on his face. "I don't think that's going to happen. You see we're not leaving without the girl," The elder says and the boy open the door wider.

He still doesn't remove his foot when the boy slams the door and he feels pain run through his foot. He was lucky he was wearing hiking boots otherwise there would have been broken bones in his foot. "Oh, oh, oh" he says smirking. "That's it!" he snarls as he pushes open the door and attacks the boy, throwing him to the ground.

The elder doesn't stop him, he just steps in the house and starts to search the downstairs for her. He is fighting the boy now and since he had been taught fighting since he was young, the boy was doing incredibly well. He was pretty sure his jaw was broken or at least bruised, and he landed a punch on the boy's eye and he stills beneath him.

He gets up off him and spits blood onto the floor leaving a smear of red against the white tile. The boy had a split lip and a bruised eye, he had done very well, very well indeed. But once again it wasn't enough against him and now the boy was passed out on the floor.

He took one last glance at the boy who clearly loved his sister and went upstairs to search for her.

o.0.o

He searched every room on the second floor and at last he checked the main bathroom. He twisted the door knob but it was locked. Oh come on make it hard for me he thought as he run up to the door and shouldering it open, the door came off its hinges and splinters fly into the bathroom.

The elder came up behind him and looked in the empty bathroom, it looked like a normal bathroom, everything was in place and there was no one in it. He growls then and the elder puts a hand on his shoulder "Calm down, she must have left, she can't have gone far she's got one leg broken and in a cast without crutches,"

He looks down then and there is a group of papers on the floor tied with a red ribbon. He picked up the book and peered inside it, there's many drawings of Crisiant in different outfits and hair- styles, he drops the book down on the floor and fights the urge to rip it to shreds but some of the paper is wet with tears and that is the only thing that stops him. He storms out of the room and out of the house in anger, he is vaguely aware of the elder keeping his pace, a few steps behind him.

Crisiant, think yourself lucky tonight but we will be back and that's a promise!