"Please, please let me go! I'll leave the city--I'll go back, don't do this!" he implored as hands grabbed his arms, forcing him to his feet.

The old man smiled as he strode forward, a hand extending to cup his face, smile turning to a grin as he whimpered, tilting his head up to look directly into his eyes. "Now why would I do that, when you've already ceased to exist here? I promised someone something special...and I think," he drawled, thumb along his cheek gently, "I've finally found the perfect fit to his specifications." he purred as he lifted his gaze to the guards holding him. "Put him in the system and lock him up. I want to be kept informed of his progress throughout." the man barked.

"Yes sir." the guards spoke as one, dragging him away.

Terror clutched his heart, it was hard to breath, his chest squeezing in pain. "Dont do this! Please! Please!" he shriecked as he was pulled out of the lavish office. The double doors swinging shut on him and seperating him from the only one who could do anything anymore.