The man stood leaning against the wall eating a Red Delicious apple, smug expression on his face that made him seem like some punk. He had every right to be satisfied. If everything he knew about the North Star was accurate he knew that any moment the door he was guarding would fly open and he would be staring his prize in the eye. He had heard that the star was sensitive to these sorts of things, and the fact that he had formed a bond with the girl has made his job a hell of a lot easier. This had gone a lot better than expected he was proud of himself, in spite of his earlier doubts and the unfortunate injuries that girl had come in with thanks to that incompetent buffoon deciding to be reckless. The boss was already more than pleased with their progress and once they had the star in their hands they would bring him to the lab.<br/><br/>â€œSheâ€™s unconscious again. We need her awake.â€ A large man approached him suddenly. â€œWhat should we do with her?â€<br/><br/>He looked at the man with an irritated expression and sighed, taking another bite of his apple, â€œYou keep an eye out for the star and Iâ€™ll deal with the girl, since you seem to be unable to handle such a task.â€ He left the area and began to walk towards where they were keeping the girl. It was a smaller room, sort of like a storage closet, with solid grey walls and a single light that loomed over the chair they had tied her to. There was no decoration in the room, no windows, and the walls were so thick that screams could not be heard from within. Noise could not be heard from outside the room either, unless the small sliding window on the door was opened. Overall the room had the feel of a prison cell and was definitely not very comfortable for anyone to be in.<br/><br/>The room was perfect for these kinds of situations, however, which was why they had not just turned it into a storage area. When he entered the girl was unconscious. Her wrists were raw from her struggling against the ropes around them and her face looked a shade of red like she had been crying. Nothing too unexpected, he smiled at what he saw. With a sigh he tossed the half eaten apple in the bin provided in the room and took a few steps closer to the girl. Slowly the man raised his hand and then struck her face with the back of it.<br/><br/>Immediately she jolted awake and started screaming in terror at the top of her lungs. He got close enough to where he was against her and put a hand over her mouth, â€œShh.â€ She struggled against him in a desperate attempt to get away from him. â€œIf youâ€™re not careful youâ€™ll fall backwards. This chair isnâ€™t made of steel after all.â€ But his words fell on deaf ears; she was too terrified to comprehend that he was speaking to her. Either that or she was just being a brat. He pulled away from her long enough to hit her across the face again. This time she stopped and raised her head, trying to see who he was through the blindfold. â€œYour friend will be here soon to rescue you, I presume. I have a lot planned for him. Nothing much for you, unfortunately, so weâ€™re going to have to dispose of you once weâ€™re finished.â€<br/><br/>â€œWhat do you want with Polaris?â€ The girl asked in a meek tone, her voice shaky and full of fear.<br/><br/>He smirked, â€œOh nothing much. We just need something from him thatâ€™s all. Weâ€™re not going to hurt himâ€¦ muchâ€¦â€ Taking a few steps back he chuckled and then turned around to leave the room, leaving her to sob in the darkness.