"This is no act of war," the woman said grimly. "We are here to stop you making a mistake. Katerina's father was one of us, which means her and anyone close to her is under our protection." She turned towards Katya. "I'm sorry to ask this of you Katerina, but show them. Show what happened to your mother and maybe these fools will realise the mistake they're making."<br/><br/>"I..." tears formed in Katya's eyes, but she waved a hand. Suddenly they were in a bedroom in another house entirely. Crouched by the bed was a blonde woman, hugging a little girl, instantly recognisable as a younger Katya, while opposite them stood three men: a soldier, his gun pointed directly at Katya, a younger Carreyra, whose face barely hid a wicked smile, and a man whose eyes were an identical colour to Katya's, a look of desperation written across his face.<br/><br/>"Stop," her father said. "They won't harm you, let them go and I promise I will do whatever you ask, just...please don't harm my daughter."<br/><br/>"You promise?" Carreyra asked, the man nodding in response. "Mikhail, I knew we could come to an arrangement." He lead Mikhail towards the door, before turning to the soldier. "Kill her." A single shot rang out, Mikhail's wife letting out a sob before collapsing to the floor, causing the young Katya screaming so loudly her older self winced visibly. With a laugh Carreyra walked Mihkhail towards the door, even as the man tried in vain to escape.<br/><br/>"Katerina," Mikhail said, tears streaming down his face. "I promise you, I will find you, I will..."<br/><br/>As the image faded and they were back in the room the only sound was of Katya, on her knees on the floor, sobbing.<br/><br/>"That was the last time Katerina saw her father," the woman said, putting the gun against the back of the soldier head. "If you truly believe helping that...beast is doing the right thing, is worth DYING for, I suggest we get this over quickly."