Allen shouldered his way through the throng of people crowded around the entrance way of the noisy, dark house. "She could have at least told me where she was..." he grumbled irritably to himself as he scanned the massive room. This was the only place in the house he hadn't checked yet in the thirty or so minutes he'd been looking. Unsurprisingly, the biggest room contained the most people, about a hundred or so teenagers. Yet she still wasn't here. As a matter of fact, she wasn't anywhere. "God, where the hell is she?" He could feel a slight shiver of anxiety creep up his spine. This doesn't feel right...

"Well, well well, look who decided to crash the party." Allen stiffened before turning and coming face to face with a sneering Alfred. His teeth shone eerily in the flashing strobe lights. "Alfred, have you seen (Y/n)? around?" Alfred eyes narrowed. "Why?" Allen curled his lip away from his teeth. I don't have time for this. "Because I'm looking for her, fuckass. Why else?" Alfred laughed. Holy shit, has he always been this irritating? "I don't know where she is, she musta left like forever ago." He rolled his eyes and went to turn away, tripping over himself slightly. Allen reached out and hauled him back by his shirt. "Are you drunk? "

"DON'T FUCKIN TOUCH ME!" Alfred went to shove him away but ended up stumbling backwards before catching himself on the couch. Several people glared and muttered in his general direction before moving away. "IT'S NONE OF YOUR GOD DAMN BUSINESS!" Allen felt something snap inside of him. (Y/n)... He hissed angrily. "She IS my business!" Alfred snorted. "Why does it-" Allen yanked him forward by the front of his shirt. "It matters because her dad is a FUCKING ALCOHOLIC who beats the shit out of her, you inconsiderate bastard!"

Alfred froze, his blue eyes wide in shock. His mouth opened and closed several times but no sound came out. Allen scoffed before letting go of his shirt. "Don't act so surprised, dumbass. Even I didn't think you were that stupid. Now, while you sit here and act like the selfish little brat you are, I'm going to find (y/n). Thanks for wasting my time." He turned away from a still silent Alfred and shoved his way past a group of smashed idiots and out the door.

Allen took a deep breath as the clean, cool outside air washed over him as he jogged down the front steps of the villa. Where IS SHE?! His nerves felt like they were on fire. Something was definitely wrong with this situation. And if he didn't find (Y/n) soon... He sighed to himself as he walked back out through the "parking lot", checking in between cars hopefully, almost desperately. I'm not sure what I should- Crack.

Allen stopped and moved his foot back to look down at what he had just crushed. A phone. Her phone. Your phone. (Y/n). He bent to retrieve it, praying that the partially cracked screen was the only problem. He pressed the power button. C'mon, c'mon... The screen lit up. Yes! He squinted, trying to read the last thing she had been doing before she had been separated from her phone. Gilbert, Allen's picking me up so don't worry about where I went. I'll text when I get home to let you know I got there. Btw, yes I will help you set up a date with Mathew (ha, ha, yes I knew who you were talking about ;) Thanks for all your help! -(Y/N)

Allen stared at the phone angrily. This proved it. She wasn't here anymore, she was gone. She wouldn't have just dropped her phone when she was in this kind of situation. She would have been waiting to tell me where she was. Someone took her. Allen's lips rolled back over his teeth angrily. And somebodies gonna have to pay. He turned back towards the house as he gently slid the phone into his front pants pocket. His eyes scanned the building, searching for- Aha! Bingo. He smiled victoriously to himself before sprinting back towards the mansion.

After all, what's an expensive house without a couple thousand dollars worth of security cameras?

-You-

Holy crap, why does the world feel like it's floating? It's so... weird. The ground beneath your back felt soft, yet firm. Like some kind of mat, maybe? There were dull lights creeping around the edges of your vision, but you could still see the dark paleness of the ceiling above you. There was no immediate sounds you could hear, persay. Just a quiet ringing. Like you had cotton in your ears.

You tried to move your hand up to touch your face but it just wouldn't cooperate. W-what's going-? A soft shadow appeared in front of one of the blurry lights."Shhh, shhh. Be still. You don't have to move. You don't have to go anywhere ever again. Shiawase ni suru yo. Nero." Suddenly, a hand was running over your neck. Gently at first, but then it started pressing harder and harder. Pushing you. Forcing you to- "Nero."

Sleep.

Writer's Note: Hello to everyone! I have returned from my journey to the center of the Earth (terrible place actually, no internet connection at all...). I bet you thought your computer was just kidding when it said that this story had an update. Ha, ha ha... I am SO SORRY everyone! Please forgive me for being gone for forever. And I'm sorry for the short chapter and the cliff hanger (which I usually don't put in the same chapter as each other but it just worked out that way this time). If you would continue to honor me with reading this story then I would be eternally grateful. I promise I'll have more soon! Love you guys! Peace-Berries and Beans