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"...ake up." came a soft, elderly voice. Tori's eyes blinked open.
"YOU!" He roared, lunging forward. He was stopped by chains made from not metal, but specially made diamond. He relaxed onto the ground. "You don't stop holding a grudge, do you?"
"No, I don't." the Doctor said simply, ambling back to the shadows. "Recognize the place?" he asked. "I come here to work on my most secret projects, now. Stuff even the HEC won't allow."
"The old Faction HQ?"
"Indeed." he said, leaning close to Tori. "I almost killed you here. Now, I'm going to finish the job."

"LOOK RIDLEY! THARR SHE BLOW!" He paused. "Sorry, THERE HE IS!" he said, pointing from the air. His eyes surely were not powerful enough to see that far down, and he pointed way off course. He had not seen him at all, but he gave signal for Ridley to lower. "TORI!! WE COMMIN!!!" He shouted. He wasn't in any position to be able to stop the tortures the Doctor was about to unleash. He was landing Ridley way off target, and he'd not be able to get close enough, fast enough. Even when landing, he ran off in the wrong direction.

Izaak whipped around. The turrets alerted him he was heading the wrong way. Now he stared at Tori, in chains. "Hay, baby!" The reality came harsh. He liked Tori, and he was in danger. A stranger. It was enough to make him fearful. it took strong hold of his heart. "Oh...Oohhh, noooo..." He caught glimpse of the auto turrets, and as they whirred, ready to blast him, he took cover in the rubble, jumping. "Shiiiiit...We can't get even close, can we, Rid--" He grumbled unnaturally loud. Ridley wasn't there. "Gawsh damit. Every stinking time. This is why I don't do drugs..." He was alone, with only a piece of wall defending him from bullets. Not even a UH like him could dodge or withstand one. Yet alone, so many. he was forced to watch this guy's sick games. He felt like crying.

"NO! TORI!" He yelled. He hadn't seen anything, just heard. He ran into the line of fire. He didn't care. If Tori was going to die, there was no living for Izaak. The turrets widely raged with clicks. It was sacrifice--romantic sacrifice. He ran until his body fell, eyes shut tight, teary. He ran into a wall. "Ow..." He patted his body. "No bullets?" The turrets still clicked. "Ohhh my goodness..." he looked at Tori. Or, rather not at Tori.
[[hey can we do this durin the day an not at nite anymore? i dont like it at nite. u2 jonny. nite creature...]]

Izaak was taken with shock. He placed his hands on the chains, trying to break them. "Damn...they're not metal...and they're strong." He slipped out a small bottle of lotion from his pocket with a widely nervous smile. "Never you mind why I have this." He poured it on her hands. Her hands! How weird this was now. He noticed the chains were accomidated for him, who had thicker wrists than she seemed to. This was not going to be easy, but possible. "Don't you mind what I think...if you want to know what I think, I think....that he's a monster who needs to die." His primary focus was helping him--her. He had been quite the long-lasting love interest, and she was to be no different. And she was innocent. A victim. He had to help her.

Izaak squatted down next to Victoria ((gosh its so confusing)) and pattet her on the back a couple time. "Heeyyyy..." he said. "come on, don't get down...I cant stand to see you so sad. We all want this nightmare to end...I feel bad for you and all, but please, just try to look on the bright side. There was no real harm done here, and your alive and all that. It could've been much worse, you could have ben killed or tortured extremely." he tried to sympathize but knew he was failing horribly. Worse and worse by the second.

"SHould we really? Bring Cat here, or bring you to cat?" Izaak suggested. It was up to Victoria, but he was always one to let ther other person think it though first.