"Seems like I'm being too easy on your training liebling." He grinned. (Name) pouted, trying to wriggle out of the ropes.
"Just like you Ludwig..." Arthur sighted.
"Though much prettier" Francis added, Ludwig shot him a glare. (Name) grumbled.
"Next time if anyone tries to tie you up... go as stiff as you can, make your muscles tense, that way the ropes won't be tight." Kiku smiled, snapping a picture and admiring it. Ludwig pouted.
"She won't be getting tied up anytime soon, danke shon Kiku." Ludwig grumbled.
"Hey is that your clothes dude?" Alfred asked, munching on the fries. Ludwig stopped and stared.
Then they had started eating in front of her until (Name) had done her puppy eyes... and threatened to eat Gilbird.
(Name) sighted at the memory. She stared around, a look of determination on her face. She would get out herself.
"Don't touch her" Ludwig hissed "I swear I'll kill you"
"Don't worry" the person smirked "she won't be of any use if she get's hurt" he tilted his head "She is very pretty you must be proud"
Ludwig lunged at the screen his eyes flashing, Arthur quickly pulled him back "no point killing the only device of communication we have with your daughter" he muttered.
"Don't-touch-her" Ludwig spat, the coldness in his eyes reaching through the screen. The person shut his mouth. "I will kill you- I promise"
"Yes" (Name) muttered to herself her ropes finally falling around her. She glanced at the door. No noise. She was safe, for now. She quickly got up her eyes scanning around the room. There was a small window at the top- bars, surprise. She dragged her chair to the wall and jumped on. She looked up, too small. She looked around once more and her eyes traveled to a stack of broken furniture a few meters away. Hmm, convenient.
(Name) got off the chair, dragged it towards the door and stuck it onto the handle of the door. She ran back to the other side of the basement and as quietly as she could, climbed up glancing at the door ever so often. At the top, the stack wobbled. There worst thing which could happen right now was if the thing fell causing the people upstairs to come down. (Name) stabilized herself and bent her knees. She jumped forward her hands curling around the bars. Her knees hit the wall and she went red. She clenched her teeth, it seemed her jeans had ripped. She cursed under her breath pulling herself up and looking out of the window. That was weird. They were in a street, (Name) had thought these people would choose some posh high tech place.
It smelt of greasy fish and chips, wait. (Name) looked closer outside and blinked. She wasn't that far from her house. The fish and chip place was only 15 minutes away from her house. If she could just...get out somehow. The stress of holding her own weight was getting to her, her arms were hurting, she let go and landed on the floor face forward...not too lightly. (Name)'s face stung. Someone stirred upstairs. (Name) froze. There was a silence, then a creek, (Name) ran to the chair quickly stationing it where she had first gotten it from. She grabbed the roped tying them around herself and quickly sat down closing her eyes.
The door opened, (Name)'s heart beat faster. The man, who seemed to be smoking shuffled in, opening the light he stared at her, walking still nearer, he leaned down, the stench of his clothes made (Name) want to wrinkle her nose. There was a silence. Just when the man got back up to leave her stopped,
"Hey wai-" he didn't get to finish his sentence when (Name) headbutted him as hard as she could, the man staggered back, (Name) jumped up driving her fist onto his face. He fell to the ground, (Name) stared at him for a couple of seconds, then quickly dragged him to her chair and tied him up. She glanced at the door. Was there someone else up there? (Name) closed the light and walked out quietly. She locked the door. Silence. (Name) walked up, slowly, silently. It seemed as if no one was there. Looking around one last time, (Name) ran up and to the front door and tugged, locked. Surprise. Her focus turned to the windows. The room was quite small only furnished with a dirty, ripped sofa , a chair and a table.
(Name) ran over to the windows praying to herself, please, she thought, please, please, please. She tugged, the window creaked, (Name) tried again, harder this time, hoping it was stuck. No. Locked. (Name) let out a frustrated yell. How was she going to get out?
(Name) looked around and her eyes settled on the chair. Sh ran forward, grabbed it and ran back to the window. It was pretty heavy. Hopefully heavy enough. (Name) took a deep breath then swung the chair towards the window. Nothing, a crack, a loud noise. That was it. Once more. (Name) swung it again. Nothing. Suddenly a light shone towards the window. (Name) froze hiding herself. She glanced out. A car. The man in the car stepped out. What was it with these people and smoking? The man turned to wards the door and started walking towards it. (Name) made up her mind, she quickly ran behind the door, her heart pounding, for a second she thought he could hear it outside.
She waited as the key turned biting her lips. The door opened. Now or never. (Name) jumped out at the man, shoving him back so he fell backwards. The man yelled, surprised, for a second he stayed still still trying to take in what happened as (Name) stumbled away racing down the driveway. Then, he jumped up running to his car. He jumped it and started the engine.
(Name) glanced back. Oh no. He was following her, with a car, she looked around at the alleys and her attention turned to an alley way. The car wouldn't fit through there. She ran in looked back and bumped into what seemed to be a wall. She fell back and looked up. It was a wall. (Name) groaned. Stupid stupid...she thought. (Name) jumped up onto a bin as the car turned back to go the other way. (Name) jumped at the wall not caring about her ripped jeans. The air was knocked out her but she flung herself over anyway landing on her feet but stumbling to her knees. She cursed but got up quickly running forwards just moments later. The sky was dark, judging from her shadow it was around 2 am. Not a good time to be out.
(Name) ran out of the alley, suddenly a car screeched around the car, (Name) nearly had a heart failure. The car skidded forward slowing down beside her, a man jumped out
"Get into the car" he growled "and I won't hurt you" (Name) stepped back, no uh, no way she thought. The man grabbed her by her collar lifting her up and shoving her onto the alley wall. (Name) grabbed the hand trying to claw it off. She kicked forward and the man let go stumbling backwards for a few second, he drove his hands forward into her gut and she fell onto her knees. Before she had time to respond she felt someone kick her, she fell backwards feeling as if her bones had broken. The man panted for a while thinking this would be enough to keep her down. (Name) didn’t move as the man leaned down scooping her up. She clenched her fists and drove her fist into his face. He let go and she fell onto the floor with a thud.
Thankfully (Name) landed on grass, however she didn’t stop there. She started rolling downwards, her face scratching on the little rocks on the way. Finally she stopped face forward on the grass. She paused for a few seconds then heaved herself up clenching her teeth. She looked up. The man wasn’t there, neither was the car. (Name) turned back to the front and started running as fast as she could towards her house. It was only around the corner from this stupid hill. There it was! (Name)’s heart lifted, she stumbled up her garden and started bashing her fist on the door. Silence. With a sinking feeling (Name) considered whether her dad was even home. She tried again , louder this time.
After a few moments of silence (Name) slumped down on her doorstep, frowning. Now what? Just as she had given up hope she heard a familiar voice and someone walking towards the door. She got to her feet gleefully as the door opened. In front of her was her dad. His eyes tired and his hair uncombed. His eyes widened. (Name) squeaked jumping forward hugging her dad.
“Vati” she sniffled burying her face into her dad’s jacket.