Boyd smiles as he watches his sister, start to twirl with love growing in her heart. The man she was falling for was the very man who could do what other's couldn't. It makes Boyd chuckle as she speaks with her eyes closed about how much she wishes to aid him. To help him feel loved once more. 

"You really do seem to have fallen for the fairy tale sis." He smiles.

Turning to him, she smiles. "I can't help it. I've never felt such a caring heart besides yours little brother." She then places a hand on her chest and chuckles. "I have not felt like this in a long time. So alive, so full of energy and passion."

Boyd nods, "it is good to see it again sis."

"I better get some food ready for our guests. I can't wait for him to get-"

The door bangs open as Ahkita follows a very angry Mishi.

"And just who does she think she is?! Getting dragged away by him like that..." Mishi grumbles interrupting Martha's cheery sentence.

Ahkita sighs, "You're assuming the worst. Just be calm."

"How can you be?! She called him 'hubby!' The prince is ours!" Mishi snaps.

"Your letting your desire get in the way, he hasn't chosen anyone yet." Ahkita sighs sitting down on one of the couches. "Besides... it's obvious they have a-"

"Ahkula is married?" Martha calls meekly to them, her face reflects her shattered heart.

Ahkita looks to her and then sighs, "I see you have fallen for him too." She then shakes her head. "I am not sure. There was a woman who came to us and clearly knew him. I don't know if she is actually married to him, or if it is something else."

Martha looks to the floor and then nods, "I see... so... he's-"

"Don't feel bad Martha. We all have a reason now to fall for him." Ahkita smiles to her. "I think it's best if we just try to stay happy for him. Despite our differences, our desires are matched."

Mishi looks to Martha and chuckles, "we could even be a sisterhood for him."

Martha glances to them both a bit surprised. These two are both her competitors for his love, yet they want to join together to make him happy. "Are you suggesting..."

Mishi holds out her hand, "It's clear that he's been through so much that has turned his heart colder. He is in pain, that much is clear. So why not just help him, and not give him more to worry about?"

Ahkita stands and places her hand on Mishi's "For his happiness."

Mishi adds, "his protection."

They both look to Martha and then smile, she looks surprised but then smiles and places her hand on theirs, "For his comfort."

Boyd looks to them and sighs, it's confusing to him. But that didn't matter as he walked out, they were busy chuckling and talking. His eye close as he pulls his hood up. Then there were several clicks of weapons, he looks down and sees men standing in front of him dusted, crudely dressed, and grinning wickedly from ear to ear. One with a small line of hair ontop of his head glares at him. His voice was thick and deep.

"You must be Boyd." He grins, "the boss want's a word with you about... 'protection fees'."

Boyd glares down at the men, his eyes widen with worry and hatred.  

"Come with us. Or we shoot into the house.  You don't want anything to happen to that sister of yours do you?" The man speaks again.

He starts to step down when Martha comes out, looking back he glares to her, "Martha Inside!"

One fires his gun as Martha screams, he shoves her back into the house falling down inside the front door, as it shuts. The bullet hits Boyd in the back of the shoulder, his growls and scream of pain forces him to fall onto the porch. Ahkita rushes to Martha as Mishi tries to open the door, bullets fly past pinning her down behind the wall. A man drags Boyd off the porch and onto the speeders they were ridding, gun fire was heavily pouring against the house as they start to speed off. Martha struggles to get up and rushes to the porch, "Boyd!"

"Get down idiot!" Mishi pulls her back in and pins her onto the floor by sitting on her hips and holding her arms down.

"But Boyd needs help!" Martha cries.

"And what can you do to save him? Face it he's gone!" Mishi shouts back.

Martha stops struggling and lies there in tears, looking to the ceiling Mishi stands up.

Ahkita looks down to Martha and kneels next to her, "There was nothing we could do. They ambushed him, and he was forced to react quickly to save you."

"Where are they taking him..." she whimpers. "Why did they abduct him? He's just an innocent kid."

"Innocent is not what I would describe him as." A voice calls from their front door.

The three look to see Ahkula, his eyes showed a murderous rage in his eyes. Behind him was Cerulean. Her eyes glare to them, who ever made her beloved angry would soon face her wrath as well.

Martha stares to him tears in her eyes, "Ah, wh-what do you mean?"

Ahkita sighs, "so he hid it from you huh?"

Martha looks between both of them. "What are you talking about."

"Did he ever tell you how he got his money to support you?" Ahkita asks softly.

"No... I- I thought he found a job with some clerk or... or something." Martha continues to speak to Ahkita, she then turns to Ahkula. "What..."

"He stole money, he is a thief." Ahkula speaks harshly.

"What?" Martha sits up, "But he... he is has never been one to do such an unlawful thing."

"Your condition, the rent, and both of your survival depended on money. Working would pay it all. So he stole." Ahkula continues to glare down to her. "It's gotten the attention of the local gangs. Probably stole from some of them as well."

"Ah, what will happen to him?" She starts to tear up.

Ahkita, Mishi, and Cerulean looks to one another and then to her. Ahkula continues, "he will either be forced to steal for them... or he will be killed."

"NO!" Martha screams, she pulls her legs close to her as she cries.

Boyd is throne into a cell, dark and musty. He glares to the men who threw him in. His back, shoulder, and upper arm was burning with pain. Blood soaks into his hoodie, his vision was blurry. But he can see light shine through an open cell door, he rushes to it but runs straight into the bars as the men slam it onto his face. He cries out and falls to the floor, his arm... he couldn't move his arm.

"Why don't you just sit still and enjoy your stay brat!" One laughs. "Keep quiet and we might think of helping you with that bullet in you."

Boyd glares to them as he tries to focus his vision. But soon the door is shut and darkness floods the room.

"Ow," he groans. "This is just great..."

He sighs as he struggles to sit up, "At least she wasn't harmed..."

Shuffling over to a wall, he leans his back against it. The pain shoots through his body and makes him stiffen up as he feels the bullet dig around from the impact. Soon it subsides and he leans his head back. "I... I guess, now is as good a time as any for a nap."

Closing his eyes he settles in... by the amount of time that had past, it will take several days for them to get to him.

He breaths out with a heavy sigh, "You just have to hold out till Ahkula arrives, you can do this Boyd."

As creatures unseen scurry around the room, he finally finds peace in this and falls into a small slumber.