I was tracking Mrs. Moira Coulter. I was informed by many that she is a monster that is doing horrible experiments on children. The order given to me was very simple. Capture and interrogate her to find out about what she is doing, who is helping her and where her facilities are. On the way to intercept her in the lobby a burly man claiming to be hotel security asked to talk to me for a moment. I didn't want to make a scene so I followed the man to a room. I pushed really hard and someone grabbed me. I was about to fight back when I was injected with a strange substance that made everything go black. The warm abyss wrapped itself around me.

I woke up feeling a headache coming. I was dangling on my ankles. There were a bunch of people arguing about how to interrogate me. A bald man in his fifties was wearing an old army shirt, torn jean and combat boots. The creepy man pulled out a sword and with the intent to stab me with it. I stared at him with a blank expression. A younger man in his twenties wearing a batman t-shirt and cargo pants came running towards the old man. He pushed his sandy blonde hair from his face as he started to remind him that I am valuable alive so he had better put that down. A blonde haired woman in a white cocktail dress and high heels walks in to see that I was awake so the interrogation begins. She pulls her chair close to me and asked me how I managed to find her boss. I said nothing and she called me Quatre-vingt-dix. This just happens to be one of my aliases. My real name is Raven. Only five knew that name others knew whatever name I told them. The man got annoyed with pleasantries and started to curse. The woman got out of the way as he pulled out a pipe and started to hit me. He hit me in the abdomen. After few strikes and woman saw that I didn't scream or shout I just took the hits. She grew bored and the baldie was ordered to step aside. The rapid fire of questions came. The woman was a machine gun when it came to questions. She wanted to know who I was working for and how to contact them. She wanted to know the names of my contacts since I have no trouble finding Mrs. Coulter while the rest of the world only knows she was there only after she leaves. She was also interested in learning how I had found Hunter when sanctioned government agencies have failed. I didn't have the opportunity to talk since she would ask the next questions without stopping. I mean seriously she wouldn't shut up for a half a second for me to give her answer. In the end I was confused. How do you answer a person that won't shut up long enough for you to say a word?

The bald guy with tattoos felt that enough questions was asked so he picked up a knife and started to sharpen it. I grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming in pain. The woman waved it off saying that he needs to try something a little more subtle. I need to be alive till she gets answers since she was sure killing me won't stop Mrs. Coulter from being behind bars. She was sure my contacts would send another. Her job was to find them so that their nonsensical debauchery can continue. He got bored and pulled out his taser. I braced as he pressed the metal needles on my arm. I heard a crackle as I felt the electricity course through my body. My muscles started to spasm violently. I kept my mouth shut. I grit my teeth and kept telling myself that the guy will get bored and stop. The woman yelled at him that I could have a heart attack and they won't get any answers. He shrugged it off. The woman was pissed so she ordered him to leave the room. He frowned at her but said nothing. The young boy pointed a gun at him but he kept tasing me between intervals to make sure I didn't have a heart attack. Another man walks in and pulls out his gun. He gave the man one warning and fire a round that clipped his ear. He immediately stormed off like a kid who had been told he was grounded with no phone, no internet, no dessert and no going outside. His tantrum made me want to laugh. But I kept my mouth shut. She asked the others to put me down since she assumes that I am mute. I was about to play along when I heard someone shout, "Police stay right where you are."

We heard shot fired and people falling. There was screams from both sides. The woman walked out of the room and the others followed her. They left me with a promise that they will continue this chit chat another day. They asked me not to find Mrs. Coulter if I knew what was best for me. I shook my head to say that I am going to hunt her down and kill her myself. This convinced one them to stay in the room. He tried to shoot me but someone standing behind him shot him in the head. His blood, bone and brain matter flew at torpedo speed. I got a few drops me as well. As he dropped to the floor and I saw a lean, tall man wearinga suit and an FBI vest. A blonde woman wearing a suit walked and she looked pissed that someone had tipped off the woman. That was till they saw me. They put two and two together. One officer in a uniform helped to lower me without cracking my head open like an egg.

I turned to see if all my belongings were here. The officer made it clear that I should sit down. I turned my back on them when one person swore like a sailor, "Mom. This has got to be a dream. Mom it's our Lizzie. We found her." The woman retorted, "She can't be our Lizzie." I thought to myself, "Why not" The man retorted, "That mark on her back proves that it is Lizzie. It's where she was struck by lightning. Let's take her to the precinct and do a DNA test." Another officer retorted that I look like a I was tortured so my next stop is the hospital. The woman seemed to think that the officer was right. I managed to grab my bag when one of the officer said that it was evidence and I will get it back when it was convenient. I gave him an angry look but decided not argue about it.

I was escorted to the hospital where my wounds were treated. Then they drew a blood sample which the excited police officer happily took with him. I assume he ran to check if we were related. I was x-rayed, cat scanned and other medical exams were done. I was escorted to my ward. I asked something for the pain and they put me to sleep. She promised me that the nightmare is over and I gave her a fake smile. I knew better. As long as that Demon was out there nobody was safe. Nobody could sleep. She didn't care who she kidnapped as long as she could do horrific things to them.

I woke up to see that I was surrounded by people who were seriously excited. The officer and the blonde woman were both present. Everyone was excited. One of them kept saying I told you. The others were apologizing to him. I got up and they cheered. I asked them who they were. It was met with disappointment. The doctor casually replied that I had a head wound so it is possible that I have amnesia. This didn't deter them at all. The woman that was in the raid came forward. She introduced herself as my mother. I was like WTF.