Kidnapping hadn't been on the list of things he had expected to do last night. What Chrys had expected was a plain, boring trip to his uncle's house, before settling into one of the house's extra bedrooms for the night. Maybe a conversation or two with his uncle about home due to fatherly concern, but that was all. He hadn't expected to see Niegel again for at least a few months, much less being stabbed in the leg with a needle and drugged.<br/><br/>Now that he thought about it, he had no idea what time it was. Or day. What he thought was last night could easily be two, three, four nights ago. The thought was unnerving. He had lost track of time before - but that was a different sort of ignorance, the type kids and teenagers had during summer when they had two months off of school and weren't obliged to remember the day. The only solace he could take came in light that strewn in through the windows - it was daytime, at the very least.<br/><br/>"It does matter where this is, Mr. Reyes..." Chrys said, before shutting his mouth.<i>Careful. This isn't a good situation, </i>he thought to himself.<i>I'm tied up. </i>The other man stood up and began to menacingly march towards him, causing Chrys to back up further into the wall, or at least further than before. Now the small of his back was stiffly against the wall, as he eyed Niegel suspiciously. When the ex-soldier reached for his legs, he felt panic rise up his throat as he thrashed his legs. But his minor struggle was useless when all Niegel simply wanted to do was scoot him forward, which was as easy as tugging his legs.<br/><br/>In his compromising position, Chrys could do nothing else but stare at Niegel and listen as his lip quivered. "My father? What does my father have to do with this," he questioned. When he spoke about dislike of hurting women and children, Chrys felt his stomach go sour.<i>Is he... talking about Mom and Elizabeth? Had he been considering taking them? </i>He could only imagine what was in store for him, and it was likely that it would be horrible. No one would go through the trouble of kidnapping someone unless they wanted to do something extreme. But the thought of the two most important females in his life being in the same position that he was in right now terrified him more than being in the situation himself, and he clung onto the thought of his family in safety for comfort.<br/><br/><i>No one knows I'm here, </i>Chrys realized, when Niegel mentioned it. A feeling of dread filled his being the more he thought about it.<i>The Takahitas think I've gone to my uncle's. Uncle Jean... might think I stayed with the Takahitas. </i>Even if someone noticed he was missing, what would happen? He was smarter to know that no alarms would be raised. He was in the age group with the highest percentile of runaways. No one would think of it too strange that he disappeared.<i>No. I'm not like that, to change plans without telling anyone. They'll notice something is wrong, right? </i>He could only hope.<br/><br/>When Niegel finished speaking, he couldn't help but scowl. "Look, Mr. Reyes... this is a felony. Abduction. You could go to jail... for a really, really long time. It isn't worth it, is it? I know your story. You were tortured for nine months after you miscoordinated the position of your team, and my dad was useless in coming to your rescue. Then he discharged you because you couldn't handle the job, not after what you saw overseas," Chrys said. "Maybe my dad did more to you that I don't know about. I know my dad isn't the greatest. But there are better ways to deal with your problems, Mr. Reyes. Don't do anything that you'll have to apologize for. Please, untie me. I promise that I'll help you sort this all out, okay? You just have to untie my legs and arms... and it'll all be good, okay?" His tone was steady and soft, as he used the tone that his mother used when he was younger, when he had been doing bad things.<br/><br/>Pleading was the only tool available to him in his restraints, and it came naturally to him. He tried to show anything but, but in truth Chrys was afraid. His father had warned him about Niegel all those months ago, even if the warnings were severe underestimations of Niegel's capabilities. The way Niegel spoke suggested that he wasn't trying to keep him as ransom, but as something to inflict vengeance upon.<br/><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 194, 194)"></span></span>