A/N: SOOOOOO sorry it took so long to update. I started school a while back, and the amount of work was a HUGE shock. No free time at all...but I finally have some, so here it is at long last. Once again, totally sorry, but thanks for sticking with the story, I hope you like the next chapter. I am going to to the chapters a bit shorter, as to update more frequently. Enjoy :)

Damian looked around the room he had been brought into. It was totally dark, not even a speck of light. He had been blindfolded for the duration of the car ride, and while they brought him into...well wherever they were.

"Let me out!" Damian bellowed. He tried to move, but he was tied down into some sort of chair. Damian was terrified, but more for his sister than himself. He had heard what that awful man had planned to do. Ian. Damian had heard most of the names. The one that was with Nora was Ian, the only girl was Amanda. Chris and Jack were the other men. Why they wanted Damian, he had yet to find out. Suddenly he heard footsteps. It sounded like someone was descending down some stairs.

"Will you SHUT UP?" The girl's voice echoed in the room, so Damian assumed that it was empty besides him and her.

"Oh, yeah, I'll be quiet," Damian scoffed, "but first you have to tell me where the HELL we are!"

"Please! Be quiet!" She said, but she didn't sound angry. She sounded almost...remorseful?

"Why should I? Let me go!" He screamed again.

"They're going to kill you!" Amanda said, sounding frightened. "They will actually kill you."

"Why do they want me? What did I do?" Damian asked, very frustrated.

"I can't tell you." She sighed. "I can't believe this is happening." Amanda covered her face and began to sob.

"There there..." Damian said cynically. He was the one being held captive, yet she was crying.

"You don't understand!" She squeaked through her sobs. "But you will, soon enough."

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He was losing track of time. Maybe he'd been there for hours, days, weeks, who could know? Amanda had been bringing him food and water, she took care of him. Damian really didn't understand why. She took him away from his family, and let those men hurt his sister, yet here she is attending to his basic needs. Amanda gave Damian everything besides his freedom. She had even turned on a light so he could see his prison when he asked for it. They were in some kind of unfinished basement.

"Amanda, I really want to know why you took me. Please at least give me that?" He asked hopefully.

"Damian, you know I cannot do that." She said bleakly. Apparently she was growing tired of that question. Damian thought she had some nerve to be growing tired of his questions, especially since he was being held captive.

"This is stupid! Let me out!" He began screaming again. She tried to shush him, but he wouldn't be quiet. After a few seconds of screaming, the man called Ian came down the stairs.

"I thought you said you could shut the kid up?" Ian screamed at Amanda.

"I'm trying, but he doesn't want to be here. We can't just hold him." Amanda said, and she sounded sad. It was as though she wanted him to want to stay. Suddenly, Ian swung his arm and hit Amanda in the face. Damian immediately stopped screaming. Ian approached Damian, and he pulled a knife out of his pocket.

"Ian. Please don't." Amanda said softly. It was obvious how painful the blow to the face was.

"Look kid, you stop your screaming." He took the knife and ran it up Damian's arm slowly. He let out a yell of pain, but Ian only cut him again. This time he held in his scream.

"That's better. You do what Amanda says, or you'll get a new one." Ian said gesturing to the huge lacerations on Damian's arms.

As suddenly as Ian came into the basement, he left.

"Are you okay?" Amanda said, picking herself off of the cement floor and looking at Damian's arms.

"I think so. They're superficial." He said, thinking of what his parents would say. Every time he thought of his parents or his sister, he felt a lump in his throat, and his eyes filled with tears. "Amanda, please. I won't tell anyone. I just want to go home. I miss my family."

"You've been here three days and you're already trying to leave!" She sighed. "Look, you need to get used to it okay? Ian and I are your family now. We're your family."

"No you're not!" He snapped.

"Yes we are, and the sooner you accept that, the happier you will be." Damian said nothing. This woman was clearly crazy.

"Well, are Chris and Jack part of my family?" He asked, hoping for information.

"No, they're Ian's stupid friends. They just helped us get you home." Amanda said.

"Get me home? You mean KIDNAP me!" Damian said.

"NO! STOP SAYING THAT!" Amanda cried.

"Kidnap. Kidnap. Kidnap." Damian said, slowly, making sure to enunciate every sound in the word. Amanda's hand came in direct contact with Damian's face, resulting in a loud, painful smack.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING! YOU'RE CRAZY!" Damian said, jerking his body back and forth, trying to get out of the chair.

"Don't bother son. You're not getting out."

"Son? I AM NOT YOUR SON!" Damian spat angrily and loudly. Amanda glared at him and walked up the stairs and out of the basement.

Thanks for reading! Please review, and sorry for the wait. It will not be that long again.