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Aria looked through the crowd looking for Vera, actually she wasn’t looking for her as much as looking around the walls to make sure no one had pushed her forward as well. It was hard to look for one person in a red dress in a crowd of easily at least a hundred people. She looked over to her sister frowning as Levi hissed at her, asking what the hell happened. [b]“Some asshole pushed me forward.”[/b] She hissed back at her as Aviva was pushed down beside her, although her sister clearly believed it was one of their faults, it wasn’t. It was that jerk Samuel’s fault for pushing her.

[b]“We hid better than you.”[/b] Aviva said calmly beside Aria before the men behind them told them to stop talking. Aria nodded looking at her sister, at least they had tried to hide, instead of just running straight out.

When the leader praised his group Aria rolled her eyes. After all wouldn’t have been better just to say good boys and patted their heads? Like they were dogs, doing the work as he stood there doing nothing. In truth when the leader asked the last of her sisters, Aria was surprised that the cowards didn’t push her out as they did her. Though as the crowd was quiet she actually did wonder where Vera could actually be. By now even a few guests were against the walls, and she had not been even seen. 

The man holding her reached his hand around lifting her chin so that she was forced to look up at the leader. It was enough to make her skin crawl, the disgusting man touching her face, who knew where his nasty hands could have been before now. She tried to jerk her head away, only for his grip to tighten. When he asked what color dress to look for, Aria looked him up and down. [b]“You would look good in pink, I believe.”[/b] The man behind her lifted her arms up in response making her whimper in pain as their father finally spoke.

Vera wasn’t in the room? That was what her father had said, though Aria was quite sure she had seen Vera against the wall, talking to their father before dancing. How did he know to get her out in time? And why the hell hadn’t he gotten the three of them out as well?! The men started towards their father to grab him for the leader to kill him, when Levi tried to get away to stop it. It was then that they stuck a needle into her neck. Aria had no clue what they had given Levi, if they had killed her for trying to get away. However her first instinct was to check on her sister, to make sure there wasn’t some way to fix her. She jerked roughly to get away from the man to Levi. The man pulled her back roughly enough to make her cry out, before a needle was stuck in her neck as well, she was let drop before her eyes closed all the way.

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[b]“Some asshole pushed me forward.”[/b] Aviva heard Aria argue as she was being pushed on her knees beside her. 

When Levi comment on their hiding Aviva frowned looking over at her past Aria. Really? Because she was so wonderful at it, just running right to the kidnappers. [b]“We hid better than you.”[/b] She retorted her voice as relaxed and calm as the state she seemed to be in, though in her mind she was panicking just as much as Aria. Before the man behind her told her harshly to shut up, pushing her body forward just a bit. It was clear that, Aviva not being afraid like the others was bothering him. She didn’t even need her powers to tell, as he kept sighing almost boredly behind her, and pushing her body up to get a raise from her. 

Aviva found it interesting that the leader kept praising the group of men, it wasn’t very intimating to be patting the men on the head with his words. Though at the same time it was, because he, well they didn’t care if they were known. She never even thought to look for Vera though, knowing she was very likely pushed up against the walls of the room as always. 

The guests where quiet when asked to push Vera forward, and relived because it met that even if the guest knew where she was...they had no reason to give her up as they did Aria, though Aria could be a bitch so that was no surprise. It wasn't until the leader said he would cut all the guests down that she truly started to worry, but not for Vera, for everyone else. She highly doubted her sister would give herself up just to save all of these people. 

Normally Aviva found enjoyment out of someone lifting her chin, depending on the person doing such, the human gesture could be found sweet or funny. Her father often did it to make her smile when sad. But when it was done by the man behind her to make her look at their leader, it was neither. If anything it was insulating as she was already watching the group’s leader before now, noting the fact he seemed to enjoy scaring everyone. She didn’t need to be forced to pay attention to him. 

[b]“You would look good in pink, I believe.”[/b] Those words made Aviva look over at her twin frowning. If there was any time for her smart mouth to stay shut, this was probably it, rolling her eyes she looked back towards the crowd as her father started to talk. She was actually happy that Vera wasn’t in the room, the kidnappers would have to lower the barrier to get to the fourth sister, and they wouldn’t go through all this trouble to leave one sister behind. Would they? 

Levi panicked when the leader told his man to get their father, Aviva didn’t see the man stick her with a needle, only seeing her sister fall to the ground. Aria beside her reacted, trying to get away to check on their sister, and that was when Aviva saw the needle being stuck into her twins throat as well. Somehow that did not look like a very enjoyable experience, so she stayed still hoping that they wouldn’t stick her as well. She heard a man’s voice saying that he had found Vera, making her blue eyes look towards the man in the hood carrying Vera over his shoulder. Before everything went black and she felt herself falling forward instead of sideways like her sisters.

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The floor was cold and hard feeling against her ribs, that was the first thing that registered in her foggy mind when she started to wake. How the stone floor hurt her ribs, yet her head was cushioned by soft fabric. Surely she must have fallen out of bed, pulling the sheets with her, any moment her father or one of her sisters would come and wake her up like every morning. Likely grumpy, and Aviva would send the next hour just trying to cheer up whomever wake her, so there wouldn’t be any drama around her. Then Aria would miss it up with her smart mouth. 

Slowly her flickered open, to find that she wasn’t in her brightly colored room, and the soft fabric under her head was her head lying on Vera’s side. What she remembered happening was indeed not a nightmare, well it wasn’t a dream that is, it was a nightmare. Slowly she sat up looking around her, the floor she had been lying on was cold and dirty stone, the walls bricks the matched the same dull and gray color. Even if she hadn’t been kidnapped, being stuck in this cell would be a downer in itself. 

Looking at the bars of the cell, she saw someone move ever so slightly, and the panic she hadn’t showed before creped upon her once more. Aviva quickly moved to each of her sisters making sure that they still had a pulse, though she was worried they would be out for a while longer. [b]“Hello?”[/b] She asked softly as she got up and moved to the bars. It was possible that the man didn’t hear her, but she still frowned, hitting her hand against the bars to get attention. [b]“Hey! You are aware I can see you ignoring me, yes?!”[/b] She yelled angrily at him, the calm leaving her voice and being replaced the mixture of anger and fear she felt.