The man had Emma around the waist, pulling her towards him, pressing against her small body.  "Stop struggling, it won't hurt as bad if you don't struggle."  He laughed.  But Emma was to frightened not to struggle.  "STOP STRUGGLING!"  He shouted, as his hand came up to her throat, squeezing it, trying to make her stop by any means necessary.<br/><br/>As her throat was being constricted by his massive hands, Emma struggled to be get his fingers loose, her lungs beginning to hurt from lack of oxygen.  From the corner of her eye, she saw Leon but because of her struggling, the man had not noticed yet.  The last thing she saw was Leon's worried look, before darkness surrounded her.<br/><br/>The man grinned as her body became limp.  Letting her go, Emma fell to the ground in a heap.  As the man walked around her to move her into a more acceptable position, it was then he saw Leon and smirked.  "And what are you going to do little man?"  He asked with loud laughter.