Separated

Thunder's heart pounded in his chest as he was backed up against the wall. His mind replayed the memories of that time before, and try as he might he could not stop them from forming in his mind. "Get away from me!" Reacting suddenly, he launched a kick right at Wakui's face, connecting with Wakui's nose with the heel of his foot. Normally, Thunder's kicks were strong enough to snap necks. Wakui was another matter though. He didn't want the man anywhere near him, and he had been unable to help himself from suddenly lashing out.

He tried to send a telepathic signal to the other Warriors, even one to his dad in desperation. The words, help, echoed back to him in his mind, sounding hollow and empty. He inwardly gasped, and suddenly he knew. Wakui had managed to block his telepathic thoughts.

At his words, "insignificant little worm" he let out a hollow laugh. If he were that insignificant, why the need to kidnap him? Oh right, his powers, and who knew what else. "And you are nothing more than a backbiting dog."

A chill suddenly ran down Thunder's spine the moment Wakui made the threat clear. He knew his family did not have the means to defend themselves against Wakui's men, not so many of them any way, and though his dad and Scorpio were there, even they'd be vulnerable after a time.

His thoughts again turned to the other Warriors. Surely, one of them would sense something was up, and go check out what it was. He hoped so. He knew that Flash was the strongest one of them with her pyrokinesis and speed, and her ability to even kill but if it were discovered she was vulnerable to sedatives it was simply over. Unlike Thunder, she could still be killed.

He didn't want his family or his friends coming to harm. Though unable to do anything, and stuck there, he wanted nothing more than to get away from Wakui. He lowered his gaze to a defeated glare. "Fine…" he said, bitterly.

Thunder winced at the pain against his skin but that would soon be moot. It healed instantly, though the experience would remain with him for a while. He watched Wakui go, feeling sick to his stomach. By now the ice on his arms had melted off, and he flexed his arms, getting them warm again. The first thing he did was head to the bathroom and filled the tub up with very warm water. He was shivering again, his insides felt like ice, and he suddenly felt homesick. This had to be a nightmare..but it wasn't, and he was frightened.

'Dad… I wish you could hear me… I need you..'

He left the bathroom momentarily and searched the dresser. He frowned. These looked like his clothes. How..? When it came to Wakui, he shouldn't be so surprised. He grabbed what clothes he needed and disappeared into the bathroom. He shut the water off, tested it, and undressed. He submerged himself inside and wrapped his arms around his form. The heat of the water worked to thaw out his body, but it didn't provide comfort to his aching heart.

Shiorei immediately went to the kitchen of the ship and retrieved a meal for Thunder. It wasn't a grand meal but Wakui had ensured that Thunder would eat healthily for all intents and purposes. A simple baked chicken with herbs and spices, baked potatoes, and a side of veggies.

She set the plate on a tray and filled a glass with milk. She took it to Thunder's room. Using her key she opened the door and stepped inside. The door immediately closed behind her. He wasn't in the room, and the door to the bathroom was shut.

'Bathing,' she thought. That didn't surprise her. He was probably very cold from his encounter with the ice. She set the tray of food on his dresser and immediately left, securing the door behind her again.