The president of the four nations, Euphoria, stands before a crowd of millions. People cheer loudly as they see their president stand before them. A large screen behind him, projects a bigger picture of him. He is in the middle of a speech as people continue cheering him on loudly.<br/><br/>"...I will bring peace to our four great nations of Euphoria...."<br/><br/>A young woman of twenty-two sits in a silver metal chair. Far beneath the earths surface, in a compound that the president had built. Hands locked behind the back of the chair by handcuffs. Body bound to the chair roughly, by thick, heavy chains. Ankles tied to the legs of the chair by thin wire. Blood seeping out from aroud the wires that cut into her delicate skin. Blonde, loosely curled hair falling down to her shoulder blades. Bangs swept to the side, ocean blue eyes closed, soft, pink lips upturned in a smirk. Clear, soft, fair, skin lightly bruised on her cheek and jaw bones.<br/><br/>"......I will uphold my promise to keep our four nations in peace..."<br/><br/>Navy blue hoodie hanging off her bare, lightly tanned shoulders. White, skin-tight tanktop underneath, showing off her well-toned body. Camo, skin-tight shorts, displaying her smooth, toned legs. Black motorcycle boots thrown just behind the chair so they wont get in the way of the wires roping her ankles to the chair.<br/><br/>"..... Military force will never be used against the citizens of our four great nations..."<br/><br/>A silver, heavy, metal door creaks open on the opposite side of the small, dimly lit room. One of the high-ranking officers in the military steps inside. Heavy boots, pounding on the floor as he makes his way over to the girl. "Where are the rest of the resistance?" his deep, smooth voice fills the silent room. No reply leaves the young woman's lips.<br/><br/>".....No one shall be forced to co-operate with us..."<br/><br/>A punch only just strong enough to bust her lip. Blood wells up from her lower lip. The metallic tasting liquid drips onto the girl's snow white tank top. Still no answer from her but a smirk that grows as the officer gives a frustrated sigh.<br/><br/>".....I promise those who wish to go against us, a fair trial..."<br/><br/>Another blow to the pretty, blonde's head. Blood splatters across the floor as her head whips to the side. No answer except for the young woman to open her eyes. Looking up at the officers bland, gray ones. A smirk lay in her deep, blue eyes and she says nothing. Earning her another blow and more blood to be spilled. Still nothing.<br/><br/>After an hour of the same routine, the officer left the woman bleeding and coughing in the chair. As the man walked out, something hard and heavy bashed in the side of his head and he dropped like a rock. Several older men flooded into the room with weapons and one with a medical bag. Unlocking the chain from around the woman's body, untieing the thin wire at her ankles, and breaking the chain holding the two cuffs together before they helped her out of the chair. The woman was handed her boots which she quickly slipped on, silently refusing the help the medical attention one of them offered her. They had a job to do after all.<br/><br/>Strapping on a thigh holster on both her thighs that held a colt 1911 handgun in each. Loaded and ready for firing, she took the right one out before she had one of her men help her out. Closing her eyes as he led them along, she could finally get some quiet and rest once they got to her. It was all she had to wait for and now that they had gotten her out, it was an easy trip out. The men had taken out the very few people that were actually posted at the base and now they helped their leader out of the base, into the forest above them. Their group had only two cars that they had managed to hotwire in order to get over to the base. The two man medical team they had, helped their leader up into the back of the van then onto the mat of blankets they had set up. "Jayee you gonna be okay?" one of the men in the front seats had looked back to look at their leader.<br/><br/>Jayee opened her eyes with some difficulty and flicked the man off, making him snicker. "You fucking woke me up on purpose you idiot.." she muttered. The medical team started to work on Jayee's injuries as the men in front fell silent in order to keep a look out. They had to pass through one of the Capitol's cities and no doubt the President would have a sharp eyes out for them.