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sort of metal object holding her eyes open her head started to buck back and forth, instinct telling her to fight. “Let go of me now!” She felt her arms starting to heat, the fire taking over her body. The metal started to burn; she could smell it. Out of nowhere, she was soaked in water.  She tried to shut her eyes, but it was no use; her head was stuck and her body drenched. The flames were out. She watched as Hamza’s fingers run down her arm. He spoke something in a language she couldn’t understand, but she soon realized it meant, go fetch a knife .
    “One last time, give me your akh, and you won’t get hurt,” Hamza said while placing the cold knife on her skin, slowly pressing the blade in. She could feel her skin slicing and see blood seeping over the blade.
    “Go to hell!!!” Nikole called out, then, without a second thought, she screamed, the blade going deeper into her right arm, her muscles being torn apart and blood starting to pour out over the table. Her tears began to sting her eyes and started to flow over the metal contraption holding her eyes open. “If you cooperate, the pain will stop. Now, Nikole, once more, where is your akh?” Hamza moved the knife to her right shoulder and pressed it into her skin.
    “NEVER!” She cried as he took the knife from the shoulder down to her breastbone, cutting her clothing along with her skin.
    She felt her eyes changing to their violet shading. With the amount of pain she was in, they looked deep purple. Her feet started to flare, the heat from the fire working up her body, engulfing her.  It burned her clothes off, the melting material scorching her already aching wounds. She screamed louder as her own body caused her more pain. Hamza turned the faucet on and the water killed her flames.
    Derrik could hear Nikole in the other room, crying out in pain. His head resting in his hands, he was ashamed of what he had done and how he had lead them right to her. He didn’t even know she was his eben amty. He had no idea that the infamous Nikole he had been sworn to kill and been polluted with jargon his whole life would turn out to be someone he could connect too. There was of her screaming he could listen bare listening too before he had to do something. He knew his abb; he will be killed for the betrayal. He had to go get help.
    “Nikole, I’m sorry,” Derrik said to her through the mental connection they could establish. He had been blocking her out the way his omm had taught him, but something inside of him needed to apologize.
    He took his phone and opened it while walking outside. They were in such a secluded area no one would ever find them. They were tucked back in the wilderness of the Rocky Mountains, an hour outside of Colorado Springs. Derrik placed a call.
    “Hello?” Adara said franticly into the phone.
    “Adara, don’t say my name, this is Derrik. I swear it’s not what you think, but now it’s gotten worse. Hamza showed up and they are torturing her. I’m going to text you the coordinates. Get that to Zayn. I can’t get her out.” Derrik hung up the phone and then sent her the coordinates. He hoped the conversation was under a minute so it could go undetected by Hamza’s men. He walked back into the cave, trying to think of another way of saving her.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SIX
     
    S he looked at her phone, shock still in her heart. She had to find Zayn and fast. Running to her car, she got in and sped to the royal home.
    “Zayn, come quick!” She yelled while running into the house.
    Nasir stepped out of his office. “What is it Adara? Did something happen?”
    “I need Zayn! Get him!” she shouted.
    Zayn, hearing the commotion, came downstairs. “Adara did she call you? Do you know something? What’s happened?” He embraced her, his fear showing across his face.
    Adara handed him her phone. “Derrik called me, told me he would text me the coordinates of where they are holding her. You have to