Levi and Evelyn refused to look at the scene, not wanting to make things worse for Samantha by witnessing her abject humiliating. Callie, on the other hand, was so consumed with fear that she couldn't avert her eyes, whimpering in terror as Samantha kissed the boots of one of their captors. 

Levi could feel pulsing in his head, so inundated with frustration that he felt his skull might explode. He couldn't help but notice Calliope's reaction to the entire ordeal and knew that she was beyond scared. If someone as strong as Samantha could be made to submit to these cretins, what chance did a little girl have?

"Very entertaining, bravo!" commented Thorne as the man pulled the gun out of Scarlett's mouth and returned to his group, winking at Samantha before he left. 

Levi, barely able to form his thoughts into a coherent order, suddenly realised that his worst fear had come to pass. The three different groups had selected their first slaves and neither he nor Evelyn had been chosen. No matter what happened, they would be split up. This was the last time he'd ever see her again.

"On to the rest of the slaves, now. I'll take the guy, we don't have many man whores back at the camp."

Levi's eyes widened at the implication, to which Thorne laughed even harder.

"Relax, little girl. We don't have a market big enough for that. We'll probably just use you for meat. Come along."

His legs carried him over to what he presumed was Thorne's group since they shared similar haircuts. He stared down at the floor, feeling his skin heat up as the men around him guffawed at his expense.

"We'll take the other twin." said the large, bald man who had previously picked Lily. Almost as soon as he finished his sentence, his henchmen grabbed Samantha by her arms and led her to him.

"How cruel, you split the family up." remarked the man responsible for humiliating Samantha earlier. "Oh well, I have no problems taking the redhead home. Awfully quiet, aren't you sweetheart?"

The man approached her and grabbed her by the hand, attempting to pull her over to his group. To his surprise, she didn't budge.

"Come on." he commanded impatiently.

Evelyn responded with no words but with the most withering glare she could muster. The man swiftly backhanded her across the face and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look at him by pulling her neck back.

"Answer me when I talk to you!" he snarled at her, specks of saliva flying all over Evelyn's face.

"GET THE FUCK OFF HER!" roared Levi, finally hitting his breaking point.

He lunged forward at the man with his hands outstretched, almost reaching him until the butt of a rifle collided hard against his jaw and sent him tumbling to the floor. Blood poured out of his mouth and onto the floor as he groaned in pain, Evelyn's face swimming in and out of his vision until everything went dark.

-End of Scenario #2-