I woke up in the most uncomfortable position, my hands where tied behind me and I was kneeling on what seemed to be the floor of a vehicle, someone was gripping the hair on the top of my head and held it down onto what I thought was the seat.  It was only when it moved that I realized it was someones leg, so if I got the opportunity I could sink my teeth into his thigh and make a run for it.  I could hear what seemed to be four or five people talking and decided that it would be best if they didn't know I was listening.  I stayed quiet and hoped they might think it was the movement of the car that made me seem awake, my head was throbbing and my thoughts were a little slow and fuddled.  There seemed to be no tension at all from these guys even though I could hear multiple sirens passing us in what seemed to be every direction, I felt the vehicle lean as it turned a corner and finally stopped, I had no idea where we were or how long we had been driving but my knees were starting to ache painfully and I was fighting the urge to move to relieve some of the pressure.

"guys we can't stop here long...those guys back there would of gotten our plates we need to ditch the van" the voice seemed to be coming from the direction of the drivers seat "what are we going to do with him?"

"he's mine" I heard the guy holding me growl, his fingers tightening in my hair "little fuckers got some explaining to do"

I felt my heart sink as I realized that they wanted me alive, I was partially hoping that they were just going to take me out to the desert to shoot me and I could make my escape...or at least try to.

"Nogla...head back to the house and get the pen ready...Lui find us another vehicle...Delirious and I will stay with Wildcat and decide what to do before you get back" This voice came from behind where I was so I must be in some kind of mini van.  I heard what I assumed to be the two guys leave the vehicle, so now I knew that I was alone with three men in a mini van.

"Hey...wake the hell up you dumb fuck" someone growled and slapped the side of my head, I couldn't fake being unconscious anymore, that slap would have woken anyone up.  In the split second that it took for this to happen I somehow decided that now would be a good time to try and make my escape.  I launched myself at an angle, using my scrunched up legs like a spring, I felt the top of my head collide with something and heard the clack of teeth being forced together, it was all quickly followed by the sound of something hitting the window nearby.  I didn't stop to figure out what had just happened because there was two guys now trying to pin me down, I kicked out with my feet and managed to land a pretty hard kick to the stomach of the guy in the owl mask, sending him flying towards the back of the van.  It was in situations like this that I made my hyper aware of how weak I actually was, the lack of food for months on end had left me only a fraction of the size I use to be and my muscles had all but wasted away.  

The guy with the blue hoodie wrestled me down between the seats, gravity and having my hands tied did nothing to help me.  I found myself laying on my back, my arms painfully trapped under my weight and his as he knelt over me.  I tried to struggle but it was useless, I had used all of my energy and I had no way of getting out from under this guy, I looked up at him ready to give him a piece of his mind, I was just in time to see his hand swinging down towards me, it connected with the side of my face with enough force to make my head snap painfully to one side.  

"You want to try that again bitch!?" the hoodie guy hissed raising his hand again, I couldn't stop the whimper as the side of my face burned from the first slap.  I tried to keep the annoyance and frustration from my face, I mean that guy could have easily just punched me and I had the feeling that he still might if I pushed too much.

"Don'tkill him Delirious, that little bitch belongs to me"  I heard someone chuckle from the back of the van,  as I glanced over I saw a guy in a pig mask help the owl guy up onto the back seat.  I felt my stomach knot up the owl seemed to be gasping for breath, I must have winded him, I really hope he won't want revenge for that...or his friends.  The Delirious guy grabbed my shoulder and tried to pull me over onto my stomach which twisted my wrists painfully but instead of crying out I stupidly bite down on the one thing close to me that I really shouldn't....the side of Delirious' hand.   I quickly regretted everything, the side of my face felt like my jaw was broken or dislocated.  I thought for a moment he'd actually punched me this time but I suspected he'd slapped me again, I felt a little insulted...it was like he thought I was some kind of bitch that would break if he hit me properly...I'm not fragile.

"Wildcat!This little bitch just bite me...if you don't handle this I will?" Delirious growled with his hand tightly wrapped around my throat.  I saw the guy with the Pig mask pull something out from under one of the seats then start to make his way towards us...why was his name wild cat when he was wearing a pig mask?