Adopted by Michael Fassbender (EDITING IN PROGRESS)

Chapter 20

I looked around the warehouse. No sign of dad, no sign of Luna. Armed guards everywhere. And most importantly, well, second most important I suppose, I am wearing midriff tank top and boxers. Not my best moment in life.

Well, at least I'm not duct tape to a chair anymore. However, my hands are taped behind my back, but if I get them in front of me. I should be able to-

I grunted, falling on my back. I slipped my hands over my feet. Ah, that is much better. Standing up, I lifted my hands high above my head, and proceeded to bring it down in a quick manner. My wrists hit my hips and the duct tape instantly came apart. A nifty trick that everyone should know. It almost never fails; that is, if you're doing it right.

I peeled off the duct tape remnants, tossing it onto the the floor. Won't be needing that anymore.

Spotting a couple guys heading this way, I hid behind a support pillar. Doesn't take an idiot to know their hostile. "Oh, shit, she's gone! We better get the boss!" One of them yelled before turning around the way he came.

Well, at least, there's one now. It'll make it easier for me on this next bit.

I snuck behind the guy, took his knife, and slammed the butt of it on his head. He went down easy, crumpling to a heap on the floor. I don't want to kill unless I really, really have to.

I took his jacket, Kevlar vest, belt, and other things so I can get out of here with ease. His pants were too big and too long by the looks of it, so I just stuck with using his jacket as something to cover myself up. However, I kept it open half-way, because I get hot easily.

Now, where was I?

"YOU WHAT?!" Luna screeched. I winced at the pitch. Hate to admit it, got to feel bad for the guy she was being a banshee to. "Put extra guards on Michael and move him to the old manager's office, no doubt she will try to go after him now! Ugh, imbeciles!" I also hate to admit that she is right. I am going to go after my dad.

So the old manager's office? That doesn't look to be to far away from where I'm at. Judging by the size of this warehouse, I should be able to get there using the flight of stairs that is positioned a little to its left.

I gripped the knife tightly. Time to go.

A/N: I apologize for the late update, I was working on my summer reading projects.