To Alec. Re:Vanessa is taken hostage

Shortly after her reawakening as her "morning" glow rises among the dead,she quietly steps up the staircases to only sight (Joe's Bastet/Garou, whatever) in the heat of battle with Addeas,allied with Mikia, though she has been empted into stranger things these past few nights.As her elegance carried her beautiful,lifeless body,the cold,hard steel of a kabar gently nudges her neck.She panicks slightly but obeys the orders of conditional surrender to the man unseen.That voice so pull of hatred and vengeance,making his nostrils flair with the scent of her fear.By now,he has asked her twice why she protects a traitor for their lived long cause.Why did he betray the Mutiny Alliance?As the words emanate from his war-drawn mouth, the blade softly insicions against her neck,the trickle of blood rolling down almost in eternity onto his half-fingered gloved hands.She contemplates reaching her faithful Glock 17 but finds that he knows much about it,already having removed it,signaling the voice with a face....she fits it to one man;a man without emnity,a man without reason or chaos...Anubis...Her hatred is felt as she answers with her mood,"I don't know."Enraged by her answer,a cold,hard knock is the last thing she feels before being knocked out.
She reawakens for the second time tonight,thinking the first to be a slender nightmare to warn of things to come,but later finds herself in a room with absolutly nothing, but a guarded camera in case she were to frenzy.Kurokawa is smart in playing games and having power trips,even better to implant and impose himself into the minds of others. Psychological warfare is a playground where he builds solely empires made to last rather than sand castles to be washed away by the rains.His technique of sensory and sleep deprivation have her on the brink just the minute he walks in with 2 fully armored units,him being dressed in his customary BDUs and his green beret tilted to a side,and hands her his cell phone,hoping Alec would make a location trace on it.A Desert Eagle .50AE in one of his hands as he holds it against her head."Call Alec,"escapes those warm-blooded lips of his...it wasn't the steel room or the loud music to keep her awake...It wasn't the end of the horrible nightmare,it was only the introduction to his reign of terror...