Satoru was not in favor of the events that were transpiring in their small little cell in the middle of nowhere. All of it seemed off and his gut told him things were probably going to get worse before they got better. A room with seemingly no entrances or exits except for an odd sliding door straight out of a Bond villain's secret lair. The only contact they seemingly had with the outside world being cold statuesque men in suits.Were they even part of the Gvns or was that more lies he did not know and slowly yet surely the daunting fact that they had no other real option but to follow their orders became a reality. He was surprised, relieved and most of all worried when they brought in Michiko and Milos. How had they known where they were, what was this retrieval operation, why did they need them of all people it was not like they did not have their own correctors. They were making more questions than they were giving answers. But everyone seemed okay and Satoru had the sickening feeling that if they wanted them dead they could of done it in a much more cost efficient method than this.

The men that had brought in the laptops were working around them, trails of ones and zeroes flashed across the screens as their fingers moved about almost robotic in manner as if whatever they were doing they had a well developed experience towards. Satoru tried craning his head to get a better look but the man turned the computer away and shook his head gravely apparently Satoru had broken some rule of covert kidnapping espionage for the the two men looked away from their computers still typing away up at the man with the earpiece who made a gesture undecipherable to him and they went back to work. He watched with apprehension as they were more or less forced to agree with the demands presented in front of them and that whatever results that had to occur would occur or else he felt that things would go very bad for them one way or another. It was the waiting that was killing him they had them at the end of the barrel already and he was just trying to brace for that bullet to come. All the secrecy, the abduction all of it made no sense what were they doing in secret that could not be spoken to other Gvn for collaboration between world Gvns in researcher and in response was not uncommon just look at Sarah why couldn't they just ask. Or was it something deeper than that beneath the functioning forms of the strong and powerful Gvns that seem to hold the world together in relative peace and prosperity what lay beneath was a web of intrigue and conspiracies of lies and morally questionable decisions that shape the fate of the world. Everybody knew it existed but it seemed that Satoru and the rest had just been dragged head first into the thick of it. 

They then told Sarah and Yasukazu it was time for them to leave and none of their friends could do anything about it. Satoru watched them be lead away towards the door which silently rose up before being lead through and vanishing from sight. Satoru did not even noticed his hands had automatically clenched themselves into fists until he felt the blood trickle down his palms from his nails digging in too hard. How were they just going to let this happen? How were they just going to let a bunch of suits push them around and tell them where to go and who to go with. He knew the reason he just did not want to admit it that in the current situation they were powerless, they were children again four and five years old powerless to the coddling and punishments of the bigger and stronger adults. He hated the feeling of helplessness in more ways than one. 

Along with the others he silently sat down on the rug laying down up it and feeling the soft fibers crawl around him and hug him close. In any other situation he would of had to fight the urge to fall asleep amongst the warm cling of the rug. But at the current moment sleep was the furthest thing away from what he felt like he could be doing at the moment sleep was for those that felt safe and content. His body was running on all four cylinders as nerves and synapses shoot off in every which way and direction alert and ready, his own fight or flight response pounding within his head as he tried to get at least some semblance of comfort. He watched as the man went around connecting his teammate's M-Chips to the laptops which with every connection a flash of light went off and a small affirmative chirp was sounded as their physical bodies went limp as their consciousness was flung off somewhere far into the web of data that made up the Net. He ended up being last and as he felt one of the man come over with the heavy cable he held up his hand catching the arm holding the cable and preventing it from moving any closer. 

"I still don't trust you." He spoke quietly in broken Romanian.

"...... You don't need to trust us. You just need to follow orders." 

With that small exchange and probably the only one Satoru would ever have with the man he dropped his hand back to his side and closed his eyes trying to pretend that it was just another mission that nothing was wrong, that they were going to wake up back in their own houses. Yeah.... that was it, it was all just some bad dream and they were all just waiting to get up.

And then a tug all too familiar as if a hand head reached out from nowhere and yanked him through a portal to a different world, a wash of cold tearing through him as the real world faded away. And in the DgtWorld data began to reconstruct pulling out specs and pieces from around and remolding them into life or at least the mimicking of life ones and zeroes became skeleton and muscle and soon appearing close to his team Futen had been constructed. Things felt sluggish they had just fought seemingly moments earlier even though he did not know how much time had progressed and they had not had a chance yet to recover from that or the kidnapping. His body still felt sore and as his eyes drifted upon Fury his ribs ached with the heavy bruise the hacker had left from the last fight. This was not good most of the team was suffering from fatigue and last time they were barely able to make the duo force a retreat and that was at full capacity. 

[I] "Guys, we need to handle this defensively..."

" I agree. We shall fight defensively until we see or can create an opening. The moment I spot one, I am going in."

''Defense is my stronger suit.'' [/I]

His teammates seemed sure of themselves and the plan of action. But Futen was not sure he knew how hard the duo hit and how unrelenting they could be. And if they were hoping for them to exhaust themselves by throwing all they got against their defenses. Well that only worked if their own defense could hold up long enough and it would seem they already had some cracks in the walls. But a purely offensive assault would just kill the team faster and make them easier targets for the hackers. And so it seemed to Futen that they really did not have any other options except try and hold out. 

"Well... I guess we have no choice." Futen muttered to himself as he drew his blade from his sheath bringing it out in front of him in a heavy two-handed grip. He listened to his own voice inside his head as he took in a deep breath calming his heart rate and concentrating in on his targets. [I] Be the mountain silent and reserved, yet able to withstand the strongest of storms.[/I] A small smile appeared on his lips and it felt odd because he was almost happy for the fight that was about to occur he needed to vent his anger out on something and Fright and Fury would work just fine. And so he called back to them with a grin on his face. 

"Hey Wonder Twins! You guys ready for round two?"