It wasn't exactly long when Dave left. Sighing, you opened a book and began reading. But as Katniss ran to search for Peeta/Petea (The guy who happened to be the bakers kid), the door rang. Sure enough, you gave Dave the key so he wouldn't have to keep knocking the door. You are so going to give him an earfull. Agreeing mentally, you closed the book and walked over to the door.

Without looking through the doorglass, you opened it to find not one but four different men. Three were wearing masks and the last one looked like a hunter. Feeling a little- oh fuck it, you were very pissed. "What the fuck do you want?" asking as nicely as you could, but it seems like your anger lessons were failing.

"Hello child, is your parents home?" The hunter asked. He was taller than you were, with bright green eyes, a pair of plain black glasses, and finally some buck teeth. 'Your anger with be the death of you' your parent kept saying to you as well as some of your friends. And today they are right, because none of these men look nicer than you were. "I would like it if you leave my home alone, sir." Dragging out your anger a little more towards the 'sir' part.

You stand there looking at him with an anger expression on your face. As he looked back with an anger expression as well. Welp, call your self a smart ass if he tries to go into your home. Just like that he shoves you inside your home as him and his snarky crew walk in, like its their own fucking home. If you werent pissed now, you were now. Definitely now of all times.

As you were getting up, they were already trashing up your home. By not just entering but throwing and flipping things all wrong. Tearing books out of their place, flipping tables, ripping the couch apart, and everything.

Finally you stated and yelled. "Do you have a fucking warrant?! Because if not then fucking leave with your damn crew!" You turned your attention to the Hunter, who sat on your damn chair while giving you the 'I'm not impressed' look. With this he stood up. "We don't need a warrant. Because we know you took something from us, and we would like to have it back." At this point you had it. "And tearing my house apart seemed like a good idea?! I would love it if you just leave. Along with your damn crew!" You started walking towards the phone, without even bothering to yell 'I'm going to call the police.' Because seriously the damn line has been used too many times and they know what your fucking doing.

But it seemed like they had a better plan. Because one of the men who happens to be a lot bigger, and apparently a lot stronger than you, crushed your phone. Then ties you to a chair while they continued their search for... Oh shit! You understood but you kept your face looking angry than knowledging what they were looking for.

"Now champ, dont be so mad. Once we got what we need you'll be free. Now tell us where it is, and we'll be out of your hair." You snarled at him. With this he seemed to understand you weren't going to speak. No-sir-ery.

And then he disappeared from your sights as everyone else either watched you or kepted looking. And you just fucking cleaned that this morning! You swore in your mind you were going to fucking kill each and ever one of them.

After the shopping was complete. You tried to call Vantas, but he wouldn't answer. Shrugging it off, you got back on your mortocycle and bolted off.

-Time skip-

It wasn't long, but if you eariler shrugged off why he wouldn't answer then you then had the impression someone else is home. Parking your mortocycle you place the bags right beside his door steps and looked through the window. Very carefully you saw him tied to the chair and three other goons did either watching or looking.

You understood this is something you need to handle. Like this you reached to your belt- shit you left your stuff in his room. So much for that plan. Moving away from the window, you started walking on all sides until you saw a way to enter. Looking up, you saw a window. Which happens to be open, looking around once more you somehow saw things glowed. You had these weird times when someone walks away maybe like three feet away from you to seeing things glowed to get up from somewhere.

(If you get this right. I will add your name to the next chapter. And this is in a game.)

Walking closer you began your climb. Sure you were a little rusty but you finally got into the rythem once you swing to one side to another. As you got closer you were able to hear foot steps. It wasn't your own, but louder. It sounded like boots. Carefully and quietly you climbed a little higher and got yourself on the edge of the window. Carefully peeking inside you saw a man. He looked like a hunter, or at least a fisher man, maybe. He looked around for a little bit until leaving the room. 'Finally.' You stated as you quietly climb inside the room and went immediately under the desk to see your bag, which hasn't been touched.

Digging around you found your sword. Putting by your side, you look under the bed. Hoping the little guy is still there but to only fino he wasn't. Looking around the room, you find out he wasn't here at all. Where ever he is, he might been hiding from these guys. Walking towards the door, you carefully and (once again) quietly turn the nob, and open the door.

Looking out into the hallway you found out the Hunter wasn't around. But you see his foot prints which helped you greatly, but that's when you saw another set of foot prints but it isn't feet markings. No, it was a straight line. It went to the edge of the stairs and then back to the air vents. Walking over to it, you carefully saw the kid took out the screws to the air vent except for one, and went inside of it. Feeling a little glad but unsure how to get the kid out. It shouldn't be the problem now.