~With the Nordic 5~

Lukas sighs for the millionth time in the past 10 minutes as he, along with the other Nordics and Alfred was watching some videos from security cameras.

"Will you quit sighing, it's not helping" Berwald says, glancing at Lukas.

Just as Lukas was about to reply Alfred interrupts.

"There she is!" He shouts, he pauses the tape, pointing at the (h/c) haired girl.

"Yes, now we just need to watch who takes her" he says and clicks the play button.

The six men watch as the young girl walks down the street. Suddenly a lanky man walks up behind her. She glances behind her to see the man and pulls out her phone.

"That must have been when she called me" Emil explains.

Not long after the man comes up behind her cover her mouth with his hand. She drops her phone and a van drives up beside them, she's dragged into the van. It drives off sight from the camera.

"Go back and pause it" Lukas says, "we can get the number plate".

Alfred goes back and pauses it.

G6J 46Y

"Let's go see what we can do" Alfred says, standing up.

~Back to you~

As you're lead down the dark hallway, you can see the faint glow of the fairies following you. You look at them, eyes tearing up. You jerk your head slightly as in to tell them to go. Shester stays behind while the other two fly off.

Eventually you reach a small room where other girls were tied up and sloshing against the walls. You grunt as you're pushed roughly against the wall and you slide down it.

"Hey, be careful!" Another man who sat down another girl snaps, "if they're damaged they're worth less".

You glance around the room, looking at all of the terrified girls. Some looked to be in their early 20s, a fee look to be only about 12.

Your head jerks to the left when you hear s yelp from the other side of the room, one of the men were pulling a girl to her feet. She is dragged out of one of the doors and the room is once again silent.

One by one each of the girls is being taken away. You assumed they were being sold.

You were one of the few girls left. The man returns and pulls you to your feet. Your tears had long stopped, your cheeks red and streaked with dry tears.

You get lead onto a stage, a large crowd gathered around it. You're painfully forced onto your knees.

"As you can see this one is in their late teens" the man begun, "she seems to be quite passive and doesn't fight back...".

You blocked out the sound of his voice, looking down at the ground. You freeze when you hear one word"

"Sold!"

You look up to see a man with dark slicked back hair and cold eyes looks at you. You're forced back to your feet and lead off stage. The evil looking man walks up to you and takes hold of your chin, lifting your face to his.

"How cute" he hums.

He hands the money to the man and grabs hold of your shoulder, leading you away from the crowd.

"Time to go home" he mumbles sadistically.