~Ethan Knight~

The dinner with Elijah, Mags and my brothers was nice. We always had the feeling like we could trust Elijah, since day one we started doing business with him. He is the Boss of one of the most powerful mafia in the whole world; The Death's Head and has control over almost everything that happens. Not everything, because their rival is not quite sweet, like honey. It's quite the opposite. They are ruthless, violent with their oponment and don't leave shit undone when someone messes with them. Elijah and their Boss had always had hate between each other probably, because of the power they both want.

Our business on the other hand is not doing so bad at all. We don't make the fights, but we do have a big, and I mean very big, impact on the outcome of the battles, because we actually make them possible.

But never mind for now, I just want to fuck up the body of Maggie's foster father, Steve. Thanks to Elijah, his and our men were able to find this motherfucker, who will wish to have never been born. We trusted Elijah to find Steve, because him and Blake have been best friends for a while now and he always was there to help us in any way and vice versa. This relationship is the fruit of years and years of trust, which till now still hasn't been broken. I just hope this will last.

One thing bothers me though. They still weren't able to find Nick, Maggie's foster brother. And that makes me restless, because I wonder how he could escape one of the biggest Mafia's in the world, simply by being a boy. I know there is more behind it and I will figure it out.

" Lila went to her bedroom, she didn't look so good." Blake mumbles after coming down to check on our baby sister. She suddenly left minutes ago after the dinner and nobody really understood why. Us being worried, we had to make sure to check on her and like I predicted it, Blake went to look if she was okay. "She was getting ready for bed, so I didn't disturber even more, she must be tired." he finished and plopped down on his chair at the table again, a frown very visible on his face.

"Don't worry man, I am sure she is fine." Elijah commented to try and make his friend feel better. "Maybe seeing this motherfucker called Steve will make you less worried ?" Elijah smirks widely and immediately Blake's attention shifted towards him.

"The fuck are you talking about ?" My twin lowly growls, anger taking the best of him just by mentioning The person who tortured our sister for years. Elijah nods his head towards Damon who was now looking at us with an amused face.

"I guess I should break the news." Damon slowly starts to bring the tension up to break out the news I had already been able to figure out. " We have a guest right downstairs in our cells, ready to meet the Knight brothers." An evil smile was now plastered on my big brother face, along with the rest of my siblings and myself of course.

Without waiting longer I watch as my twin jumps up from his feet to head to the place under the ground, the place we specifically told Magnolia not to go. I quickly follow behind him, knowing that he won't control himself one bit if I leave him alone down there.

"Leave some over for me Blake." I chuckle as I watch him get passed the multiple guards we have and takes out the sharpest and painful knives from his special box at the entry of the cells.

"Don't dare to kill him boys. He doesn't deserve this pleasure." I hear Greyson spit out to us, as he follows behind.

"No worries little bro." I smirk widely as I take my own little gadget out the box that happens to be pliers.

"If you are gonna use those" Leo grumbles and points towards the weapons both Blake and I have in our hands. "Please make sure to put something in his mouth, because I don't want to hear his disgusting yells for 3 hours straight."

"Sure thing, just give us 10 minutes of this music and then will do so." I respond and turn my head towards the psychotic man as we enter his dirty and rusty cell that Blake just opened.

Without waiting a second longer to give the time for Steve to understand, Blake punches him hard in the jaw, which makes a popping sound. His screams start feeling the basement and I roll my eyes at his sensitivity, knowing that this is only the start of his torture.

Blake doesn't stop there, he slowly takes one of his knives and painfully drags it along his stomach.

I, on the other hand, go to his side to punch him in the stomach hardly, before taking out my pliers. I watch as his eyes go wide with fear once again, when I approach my pliers to his hand.

"N-No, p-please... I d-don't even know what I-I did wrong..." he trembles as he tries to speak with his broken jaw.

"You fucking asshole !" I hear Damon growl with so much hate laced in his voice that even I step aside to let him pass. " You destroyed our sister ! And now you dare speak back to us ? You son of a BITCH-" his words get cut of by the ringing of a gun.

Damon just shot him in the foot. I let out a sight of relief when I see that he didn't shoot him in the head, because I want this mother fucker to still be alive, so we could all give him a taste of his own medicine. No worse.

"You are going to kill him, if you continue." Leo intercepts Greyson's punch on the last second, and earns a death glare from his little brother. "Leave him like this for a few days and start again then." He says and starts leaving the cell. Me not wanting to get out there without an other punch, I take my pliers and rip out a nail on Steve's finger, making him scream out in agony.

I smile, satisfied and turn to head out the cell where I meet the annoyed glares of my brothers. Greyson whines, because he wasn't able to leash his anger out on him, but we all just chuckle and start to get cleaned up before heading upstairs again. We don't want Mags to see us in this state and figure out what we did after all.

On top of the stairs we see Elijah, giving us a wicked smile.

"Enjoyed yourselves boys ?"

"That's only the beginning." Damon states and walks passed him to head to the alcool cupboard. He let's out a sight of relief, as he pours himself a glass of bourbon and chugs it down, before serving himself an other glass.

It takes Leo two seconds to join him, both ending up on the couch a glass of bourbon in their hands.

"I'll go check on Mags..." I mumble tiredly and leave Blake, Elijah and Greyson to join the rest on the couch to do the same.

I slowly make my way up the stairs and think of Blake and mine's birthday that is next week. We will turn twenty. Wow. Good way to make a big ass party then, I think and smile at the simple thought of having a party again.

Once I arrive in front of Maggie's room, I slowly creek the door open just enough for me to peek my head through. But when I do, it takes me half a second to slam the door completely open only for me to confirm what I though I saw.

Her bed was empty.

No. Please. No.

"Magnolia !" I call her name and burst in her room to search for her. No answer. "Angel ?!" I yell a bit louder and enter her bathroom, which is empty.

Fuck.

"BOYS !" I yell loud enough for my brothers and Elijah to hear. I pass a hand through my hair and run down the stairs panicked, as I think of what could have happened to my little baby.

Seconds later, I come across all my brothers that have a worried look on their faces. Blake immediately comes towards me and places a hand on my shoulder to explain my behaviour.

"She is gone. I-I can't find her..." my voice trembles as I say those words and soon my twins face drops.

"Search the house !" Damon orders us, and through his hard facade I see clear worry and fear. Something I hardly ever saw on him.

We all separate each other to be more efficient in this huge house and I know that if we don't find her in the next fives minutes, more than half of the country will be looking for her. I am not loosing her again.

I breath heavily as I run up the stairs again, not because of my lack of cardio, but because of fear. I am terrified as I think of million scenarios that could have happened to her. Kidnapped... killed.... Tortured... poisoned... shot...

"WE FOUND HER !"

Once again I storm down the stairs, soon followed by Greyson that looked for her on the third floor along with me. I follow the sound of the multiple voices that argue and distinguish the heart broken voice of my little sister.

"I am s-sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that... I just-" I arrive just in time to see her getting cut of by a big hug. A hug my twin just made with my baby sister.

That is one hell of a night...

And the hug is a thing I never really thought I would see again. Not after 10 years.