Missing

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Tord was in his office, he knew something was wrong, Violet would never take a week off duty even if she was dying she would still want to help until her last breath. There was something Yuki wasn't telling him, something has happened but what? He tried calling Violet's walkie-talkie but got no answer, she would always answer it. She spoke to him a week ago even though she was ill and sounded terrible. Something was definitely wrong, "maybe it was time her paid his sisters and Tristan a visit." He thought  slyly. He walked down the corridors slowly, making sure he took them by surprise. When he finally reached Yuki and Violet's room door he knocked the door in his usual manner. He could her panicked chatter going on behind the closed door.

Tord had just knocked on her room door. What was he doing here? She had just located Violet and then he turns up, it couldn't get any worse. She looked at Tristan quickly. 'What do I do?' She asked in a whisper.
'Well, answer the door.'
'But then he'll know!'
'He probably already knows and that's why he's here.'

Yuki opened the door slightly and said 'Hello, brother, what brings you here?'
'Well, can't a brother want to check on his baby sisters?' He replied with a smile on his face.
'You have seen me now so you can leave.'
'But I haven't seen Violet yet, Yuki.'
'She is sick, Tord, you can't see her.' Yuki practically huffed.
'It will be fine, Yuki, now let me see her!' Tord was starting to get annoyed and so was Yuki.
'You can't!' She blurted out. She slapped her forehead when she said this.
'Why not?' Tord questioned.
'She isn't here.' It was Tristan that answer before Yuki had the chance to say anything.
'WHAT?' Tord shouted. 'Where is she?' The concern growing in his voice, making itself known.
'She was captured by the Rebellion, sir. We didn't tell you because we were going to go after her ourselves.' Tristan answered again.

Tord couldn't believe it, his " adoptive" sister had been missing for about a week a nobody thought to tell him. She could be in all sorts of danger, especially since Edd didn't like him all too much right now. " Oh God!" He thought. What was he going to do? He had to save her, he knew that but how was he meant to do that. At that moment he received a call, it was Edd. Why was Edd calling him, Tord's mind kept flashing him horrible images of Violet being tortured. "Get a grip!" He thought to himself, as he answered the phone.
'Hello, Tord.' Edd's voice sound the same as it used to.
'Hello, old friend.' Tord answered icily.
'No need for that Tord. Look, I have Violet here, you need to come and get her.'
'Is this a trap Edd because I don't feel too happy about you using my sister as bait!'
'No Tord this isn't a trap. How about I propose a truce, Violet just wants to go home and be with her family and I can't keep her from that. Besides, Violet explained everything to me so I am not really mad at you anymore.'
'U-uh ok, I will be there soon Edd.' Tord said cautiously. Edd didn't seem to notice it though because he just replied cheerfully.
'Great, see ya later Tord! It's been too long!' Then he hung up.
To Tord that seemed a little too easy, if only he knew what was still to come...

Sorry for the cliffhanger. I'm building suspense.

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