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Chapter 3

"Good morning dearest." The same creepy voice sang slowly in the room. Her eyes fluttered open, she frantically began to panic, jerking and pulling away from the chains she was chained in. "Help! Someone help me!" She screamed, tears rolling down her face. "Daphne" her heart stopped, it was him. Fred. He was here, but how? Where? The room was too dark, she could see her own hands that were locked together. "Freddy!" Her voice cried hopefully. "Get me out of here." The sound of foot steps crept towards her. "F-Freddy.." She whimpered weakly. "Daphne calm down, you're going to be okay." His voice sounded like sweet security. She knew he'd come and save her. "Fred's not here." The voice says, clearing his throat, suddenly sounding so different. "Let me go! Please just let me go!" She pleaded desperately. "You need to calm down if you want to be fed sweetheart." His devilish tone returning. "I'll never be quiet! I'll never calm down! Not until you set me free! I thought this was a horrible nightmare. But it's real..." His cold tough fingers lifted her chin. "I've seen you cry enough! Stop!" He demanded. "It's time to get dressed." Fear struck her harder, where would she get dressed? And into what? "I've always hoped to see you in this." He said softly, flicking on the light. "This little dress is important to me, you'd look very pretty in it." It was a sapphire blue dress that flowed to her knees. "We're going to have a special day." He informed. Her tear stained face watched him lay the dress on the bed gently. He pulled her up to her feet. "What are we doing?" She croaked. He smiled. "Our first date my little doll." He chimed. She didn't cry, just glared at him. She felt afraid, but there were no more tears to cry. She was starving and dehydrated. "Can you unchain me and shut the door so I can get dressed? Please." Daphne asked. He looked nervous and worried but agreed to unlocking her. "Don't try anything stupid dear."

She quickly got dressed, the last thing she wanted was his dreadful "help". She scanned the room, no windows, no doors, it felt like a basement, but a nice one at that. The carpet was a luxurious red and the bed spread matched the tidbit of decor.

The door swung open "Done?" He asked. She nodded. "Why is this dress so special to you? It wasn't mine.." He smiled, admiring her in that lovely little dress. "It belonged to someone special." He replied. "You should take my advice, don't be curious." He came over and reached for her hand. "You can trust me." She said softly. "I promise I won't run away." He looked her in the eyes. He was a seemingly attractive man, what made him so sick minded to capture her. "Please don't cuff me again. My ankles are all blistered." She squeaked innocently. He pressed his lips on her forehead. She wanted to badly to jerk away and punch him, but she resisted. "As you wish sweetie." She forced a small smile of gratitude to thank him. "Now come, I've prepared a breakfast for you." He said.

"Mom, I need your help." Fred sighed, putting his face in his hands. "Eat hon, you look a little thin!" Peggy Jones, his loving and compassionate mother said. "Lookie here!" He lifted his head and "Mo-" she happily pushed a spoonful of cereal into his mouth. "Mom.."he grumbled with his mouth full. "I'm twenty years old, I can feed myself" he wined. She smiled. "But you'll always need your mama." She chimed cheerfully. "I need to talk to you." He announced. "I made a mistake. A huge one." Peggy continued to wipe the counter tops. "You can't save everyone hon. If this is about you breaking another bone-" he sighed heavily, his patience was wearing thin. "Daphne is missing! It's all my fault because I broke up with her and I lost my patience, I was a huge jerk and we haven't seen her in over a day!" He rambled, finally taking a deep breath. "Oh my goodness! Freddy Jones! How could you have mistreated such a gem!" She scolded, he didn't enjoy hearing it, but at the same time he knew he deserved every ounce of it. "She's precious, and you tell me you broke up with her?! Weren't you just discussing a proposal the other day? You sounded so sure, you said you needed her." Fred buried his head into his arms that were on the table. "I made a mistake mom! I do need her! She makes me better! I didn't mean what I said to her. I just needed some breathing room." Peggy's frown let him know how upset and disappointed she was with her son. "So she's still missing?" Peggy croaked sadly, looking as if she could burst into tears. Fred could only nod. "You have to tell her parents... The authorities might listen to them. And your father, he'll need to hear about this when he's home." Fred nodded again, there were no words. He wasn't guilty for her disappearance, so why did he feel like such a criminal?

"I-I'm just in shock, Fredrick Herman.." His mother sighed.

*FLASHBACK*

"So Daph and I have been dating for a long time." He started nervously. The couple grinned excitedly, they knew where this was most likely leading. "I wanna propose soon.." He announced shyly. Peggy and Skip giggled anxiously. "That's great son!" His dad said, squeezing his beloved wife's hand. "We're so proud! She's a beautiful girl." Peggy squealed.

"She'll be a wonderful wife for you Fred." His dad said, just imagining the two together as partners in life. "And picture perfect mother material!" She added cheerfully. Fred smiled shyly. His face turned somewhat redish. "I bought her this ring." Pulling a little box out of his coat pocket. The ring was a generous size, something that was very much Daphne Blake's taste. Both parents could imagine her wearing it. "It's perfect..." Peggy sighed.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

"How was your breakfast?" He asked, wiping her mouth with a cloth napkin. Daphne shrugged her shoulders. "It wasn't very much to like or dislike." She honestly admitted. "You have to keep your, slimming and attractive figure for me." He slyly said causing her to cringe. "What's your name?" He smiled and looked her straight in the eye "Blaze." He replied, turning to the kitchen and putting their dishes in the sink. "Surprised you haven't heard of me before." He muttered. "How would I know you? I've never met you before in my life." She hissed. "Now a temper calls for punishment." He growled, snapping the cuffs back onto her wrists and ankles. "What's your story, Blaze? What made you stalk me?" She questioned.

"Well you see, it's rather simple.. I'm actually pretty hurt that Fredrick never mentioned me.." He wined dramatically. Her eyes widened. "F-Freddy knows you?" She whimpered.

He flashed a devilish grin and nodded.

TBC