KL2000- So… I'm back guys. Deciding to use writing as therapy, cos god knows I can't afford private or be able to wait for the two year long list to get smaller.

Willow walked to her room and packed some stuff. As she was going under her bed to get her secret weapon, Carl walked in.

"I can't believe that you are voluntarily going back there. Are you mad?"

Willow straightened to her knees. She sighed. "But that's not why you're mad is it?" She tuned and looked to him. She found that she had to hold the tears from spilling.

Carl was taken aback by her question. He obviously had had a big lecture planned which disappeared the moment the first tear fell.

He knelt beside her. "Why didn't you tell me? Did you not trust me?" He lay his hand on her back. She stiffened and abruptly rose.

She looked at him sharply. "Why wouldn't a girl want to tell a guy that she was a sex slave? Especially one… One that… She…" The tears were pouring now. She grabbed her bag and took off down the hall.

They sat there, on the front steps. Her, ready to be made into a victim once more and him, about to be seen as a paedophile. Neither of them good ways the spend the next week.

"Six days, then we're stepping in to help. If you haven't sent the signal by then, we're going in". Rick stared us down as if to say, this was law.

They looked at each other, then nodded. They had decided to have daryl go in with Willow as a prisoner, a peace offering. She needed to be bloodied up first. No one would hit her so she did the next best thing. She fell back over a short staircase, covering her head to stop any real damage and then ripped her top and shorts, so it looked like he had already…

He tied her hads behind her back and they set off by foot. They walked for a while. Just as they got within about fifty meters, he whispered "Don't believe anything I say, treat me like a enemy". She started to struggle as they clsed in on the unholy brothel.

The guards heard the commotion and aimed their weapons at the brush they were behind.

"Stay still" They shouted "Or we will fire". They bellowed as the two came within eyeshot.

Daryl whispered sorry into her ear and grabbed her by her hair. She had to fake pain, but not completely.

"I heard you take guys that like… The finer things in life when they bring you a" He sniffed her hair, which was, yeah, an act but still creepy "Peace gift".

The men called to open the doors. Six men came out and surrounded them. They all had weapons ranging from knives and guns to baseball bats with nails in and even throwing stars.

Daryls perpective

He pulled Willow tighter to his body and spun slowly to take in his em=nemy, fearing the ppan had failed, he braced for an all out war. Then the circle broke to reveal a man. A very ugly man. In every sense but physical. He could feel the testosterone and arrogance from where he stood. He knew what he had to do, saying a silent apology, he threw willow at the man feet where she acted, or well, maybe may have been telling the truth a bit, with absolute terror. She attempted to flee, but was caught around the waist by a man that was about three times her size. She flailed about weakly, try to show them how unintimidating she was. She eventually stopped and started to cry. Rather convincingly.

The man smiled at her and went to look at her ankle.

"An escapee huh?" He turned to Daryl, smirking. "Thank you um… Can I get your name so I can get you a drink?"

"Daryl… So I'm in?" He said, hating that he had to speak those words.

The men laughed as they put down their weapons. One spoke up "Luckily one of the men died last night so we have an opening. Welcome to Valhalla!"

Willows Perspective

She was happy about her acting skills. But were you really acting? Said a voice in her head. It's fine to be scared after what they did to you… She squashed that voice down. She would not be afraid anymore.

They pulled her by the elbow to the infirmary. She remembered this walk well. They took her to the nurse. She used to be used as a doll before she hit 30 when she was kept on as the replacement doctor after the other was stabbed to death by a girl from 18. She had been killed shortly after.

Nurse Yumi told the men to leave. She saw the brand on my leg, which meant I didn't need one, thank god. She put me in a small plastic walled room. She asked me to strip, which I did, reluctantly. She brought out a hose and proceeded to water me down. She then asked if I could wash myself. I agreed so she gave me a sponge and body wash. The one thing this place was good at was cleanliness. All the girls are showered and groomed every 3 days. She hosed Willow off again. She then asked her to pee into a cup and took a pregnanct test and chlamydia test. She then did a vaginal swab for any other STD's. This was standard procedure. All came back negative, of course. She stared to shave my legs and asked me general health questions. When I was changing into the uniform, she asked me

"So, did you escape or where you given the day to leave?" It seemed to be just out of curiosity, and I'm sure there were many who had done the same, so I answered,

"The day ma'am". She said as she pulled up the trousers. She stepped to the wall where Yumi had told her to stand when done and waited for more instruction. When she was shown to number 17, she thought to herself, What have I gotten us into?

In the forest with Carl and Rick

The others were talking about the strategy again. Carl had alrrady learnt it by heart. He was still confused about what Willow had meant. Why would she not want to tell me? I'm her best friend! She can tell me… But… Who wouldn't she want to know except… Well, we do spend all our time together and… She always makes fun of me but is never mean and… She's beautiful but… I'd never have a chance but… Does Willow see me as… More than a friend?

KL2000- Half hearted cliffie. Glad to be back guys!

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