Wolf winced as Clover scolded her, feeling her heart break with each word. As Clover ran from the house, Wolf pounded her fist into the ground.

"Why can't we just be left alone and happy?" Wolf whimpered to herself. Launching up from the ground, Wolf turned to Ivy with a furious look on her face. "Why would you do that?! What could you possibly get out of this?!" Ivy only licked her lips and smiled.

"You, Wolf..." Wolf growled under her breath and ran from the room out into the living room, pocketing as many wads of money as she could before running out into the blistering cold.

"CLOVER!" Wolf called into the dark, "CLOVER!" Wolf ran further, worried for Clover's safety. It was too late for her to be out here on her own.

Clover was sobbing as she ran as fast as she could with no direction, she heard Wolf calling for her. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" She shouted.

Wolf stopped her pursuit, only to fall to the ground. The cold pavement seeped into her body, robbing her of warmth, Clover having left her to be alone only added to this effect. Wolf gritted her teeth, no tears would be shed as she looked over the darkness and hoped that Clover would come back to her. But why would she, after what she had seen? Who would ever come back to her? It wasn't Wolf's fault, no, but still, it looked pretty bad! Getting up from the cold ground, Wolf heard the screeching of tires and a pair of headlights head her way. It was the car she had robbed earlier! The car seemed to make no efforts of slowing down as a hand reached out holding tightly to a gun and shot her in the chest, leaving her bloodied on the street.

"Grab 'er Musty," one of the guys said in a heavy accent, "we don't want 'er bleedin out before we get 'er to Mr. Van Cross, now would we?" A shorter stubbier man dragged her body into the back of the car and smiled.

"No, no we wouldn't want that.." He said with a smile, his voice much more nasally than the other man.

Clover ran and ran until she collapsed, sobbing as she just laid there in the street, and it began to snow...

Wolf blinked, the suddenly warm air and ace in her chest...

"Man," Wolf muttered to herself, "heartbreak really hurts pretty bad. Clover must have really gotten to me for this to feel so... so real..." Wolf sat up, or more so tried, only to feel the sharp pain in her chest again. Rolling over she realised she was in the back of a hatchback. The same one she robbed earlier! Wolf looked around and saw blood drooling from her body, her head feeling faint from the massive amounts she saw falling before her, she was never a fan of her insides going outside of her body. She felt sick to her stomach to say the least.

"Oi!" the stubbier man shouted to the driver, "You 'ear that?"

"Yeah," the nasilly man said with suspicion, "It sounded like it was comin' from behind the back seat!"

"You think that Wolf girl got up an' started movin'?"

Wolf knew these accents! The were British! A welcome from Russian, the accent Ivy sported, but still made her uneasy. Wolf tried to see out the window to find there was snow everywhere, and it looked as if the streets were disserted, well almost, aside from that lonely girl standing in the cold... wait! That was Clover!

"CLOVER!" Wolf shouted from the back of the car, the two men jolted in their seats as they heard her yell, "CLOVER HELP!" The stubbier man threw a boot into the back in hopes of keeping her quite. They obviously don't know how loud Wolf can really be...

Clover looked up when she thought she heard Wolf's voice and her eyes widened as she saw Wolf in the back seat of a dark van. "Wolf!" Clover shouted and started running after the car but slipped on the slippery snow.

Wolf lay her head back down and wept, her heart broken. Why would she come for her? After what she had seen? Wolf let her head lay against the floor of the truck, her body growing limp as she looked over the door again and seeing a glowing pull tab on the back of it. It was for kidnapping! Wolf struggled and grabbed the tab with her bloody hand and pulled, the latch became undone and the door popped open.

"What was that?!" The tall man shouted as he looked around.

"Oi! It's that girl! She's escaping!" The stubby man shouted in his thick accent. Wolf rolled from the car and held her chest running for a ditch and rolling to the bottom into the bushes.

"Where did she go?" The tall man shouted out. The two shone a light over the bushes and soon left with aggravated groans of annoyance.

"You didn't cut the escape latch ya monkay? Now what'll the boss say? We'll neva get our pay at thees raite!" The stubbier man shouted back. Wolf stayed in the bushes and moaned in pain as she waited for the two to drive off. She knew they would hunt her down again.