Alright... Second chapter yay! Inconsistency in character personality... Why yes, yes there are. I can't seem to want to pick just one facade to play off of. Adam will be multisided, almost bipolar at times. I apologize if you can't handle it.

Chapter 2: A Prisoner in the Cold

Weiss

My bed feels sharp. I move over only to find a seemingly harder surface. I wiggle around and feel wind on my legs and arms. I reach for my cover and scrape my fingers over stone. My eyes pop open. Stone? I slowly sit up to see nothing, only darkness. My eyes adjust little by little until I can see a faint outline of walls that are far too close to me for my liking. I shiver as another gust of wind comes from a window above me. I hug myself to try to keep the chill away, but it does little. I'm still in my nightgown, and the thin silk does nothing for my usual cold nature. I breath out, only for it to exhale in a puff of steam.

THe darkness draws me into a panic. This is so much like my nightmare. I'm trapped in darkness, not complete pitch, but it's rather close, and I start to hyperventilate. A rattling at the door catches my attention, breaking the spell for a moment. I look up slowly, my movements lethargic and unusually painful in the horrid, freezing cold. The door creaks open, revealing a man with red hair and a mask over his eyes. It's the White Fang. I've been kidnapped, from my own home? How is that even possible? My father has the best security on Remnant, rivaled only by the academies in the sheer force of the guards and obstacles the mansion has.

I look up in awe as the man pulls a blanket from behind his back. He throws it at me, keeping his distance as much as possible. He sneers at me as I slowly wrap the blanket around me. "As much as I'd like to end right here and now, you're a valuable hostage. As soon as your father meets our demands, however, you're as good as dead, princess." I don't have the fight in me to correct him on that like I usually would, so I just rest my head on my knees and hope and pray that he just leaves. He barks a cruel laugh, catching my attention. "What? Nothing to say to me?" I shake my head. "Hmm, and I was going to give you this nice bottle of water, but I don't think you deserve it." He smiles cruelly at me as he unscrews the cap. Suddenly, like this weird psychological thing, my mouth goes dry. I feel thirsty. If he wouldn't have brought it up, I wouldn't have cared, but now, I'm dying for a drink. He takes one drink from it, and I whimper in protest. He smiles wider. "Finally, a reaction. So, princess," he emphasizes the word like an insult, like he'd rather be shot in the head than be in my presence any longer, "do you want this water?" He holds the bottle towards me, and I reach for it. He pulls it away as soon as I get in reach of it. "I want an answer."

I narrow my eyes in rage. I've warmed a little, and it restarted my defiance. "Why are you here, to torture me?" I glare at him, waiting for him to answer.

He chuckles. "Oh, so you can speak. I was wondering for a minute there." He pours some of the water on the floor, letting it drip slowly from the opening. "There's nothing better to do, so I decided to come down here to visit our esteemed guest."

I clench my fists under the blanket. "Why did you kidnap me?" There can't be anything they can get for me, so why did they put the effort toward taking me from my own bed. It would have been so much easier to steal me from Beacon. I wasn't monitored by anyone but my team, and that was even rare. The only one that ever stood by me was Ruby, and even she has to rest some time.

He throws his arms out dramatically. "We just wanted you to experience our hospitality, something very similar to what you have done with my own people."

I grit my teeth. "That wasn't me." I deny every act fervently, even though I'm lying.

He tuts at me. "No, it wasn't, was it? You haven't taken the reigns yet, but your father and his father and his father have. They all have, and we want it to stop. If that means that we have to take you, torture you, ransom you," he pauses for a second before that wicked smile darkens his next words, "kill you," He lets that sink in for a second as he screws the cap back onto the water bottle. "We will do that. Do you understand? This is for our liberation, our equality. If that means that we have to sacrifice you, then so be it."

I swallow hard. They'd kill me to get back at my father, back at my family? Of course, they would. They're all liars, thieves, and murderers. I spit in his direction. "He'll never cave. He's never cared about me. You'll get nowhere by doing this."

He walks over to me and trails his forefinger over my cheek, making me cringe away from him. "Oh, but it will be a fun time, princess. I get to be the one that breaks you, that makes you scream in pain and agony. I will exact vengeance for those that have died because of you, because of the Schnees, and it will be sweet."

I steel myself for the coming torture. They won't break me. I won't let them. I was broken once, but it will not happen again, not when I can help it, not when I know who I can be when I'm not shattered. "Nothing you do will break me." I put all of my will into those words, but somehow, they come out flat and whispered. I feel the fear start to sink in, slowly crawling up my spine to aid him in his endeavors. The chill is nothing now. It's like all of the arrogance and pride that I ever felt is coming back to haunt me. All of those years under my father's iron fist, doing as I was told, doing terrible things, things that I could forget, are coming back to slap me in the face. I might not be that person anymore, but I can see myself, my past self, flash across my eyes, and I fall into an inner darkness that I haven't seen since my first semester at Beacon.

He starts to back out of the room slowly. Before he closes the door, he tosses the water bottle at me. I make no move to catch it, just letting it roll across the floor and stop at my feet. He looks through the bars, grinning maniacally. "I think it'll be easier than you think, but for my sake, try to keep that thought. It'll make it all the more fun after I tear your will apart and show you real fear." He laughs as he turns around, and I can hear it echo through the hallway as his footsteps disappear.

I slowly take the bottle from the floor and open it with two fingers, trying to keep as much of me as I can under the blanket. I take tentative sips, knowing that, if they were going to be giving me anything else today, then he would have brought it with him. He's going to be my torturer, jailer, tormentor, throughout my entire time here. I feel the fear overwhelm me, filling me with doubts in my own innocence. It punches holes in what I've been working for, what I've promised my team. Did I do that because it's right, or to atone for past sins? I deserve this. I really do. I rest my head on my knees again and let the fear consume me as i fall into another nightmare, one even more atrocious than before, one filled with screams and blood, bodies everywhere, and pleading voices as I punish them for imaginary discretions at my father's orders.

Adam

Fucking Schnee! How dare she make me feel sympathy! How dare she display weakness! I slam my fist into a wall outside my room. I shake the pain away and open my door. Throwing aside my mask, I rub my hand down my face. She deserves everything that will happen, that I said I'd inflict, and I want to see her pay for every man, woman, and child that she ever punished, killed, tormented, at her father's behest or that her father had the honor of doing herself. I pass the only mirror in my room, and see the demented gleam in my eye. If I had any care left, I would assume I'd gone mad, but all I see is justification, a look of determination to right the wrong done to my people.

A/N: Well, that ended on a dark note. Woo... So, um, yh, I just wanna say that this is just a way for me to vent this idea out. It's going to be far from perfect. I apologize that it might not be what you were looking for or something. Um, sorry.

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