28 December, Streets of City K

After being hit in the back with the butt of a gun, Matthew's arms were roughly pulled behind his back and handcuffs were put on him. How stupid were these idiots? Did they not realise that zip-ties were always the better option for securing people as handcuffs, if you knew what you were going, could be broken out of. They then forced Lexi to her knees and did the same.

The voice who demanded they get out of the vehicle shouted, "Who the hell are you." Matthew tried to rack his brain as to where he had heard that voice before, and it hit him, it was a voice he had only heard a few times in recordings. It was the Devil. S*it, Matthew thought, I hope he does not realise who I am.

Matthew looked around and in the dim light, he could see two differently dressed groups. Those who are obviously the Devil's minions, dressed in military like uniforms and those who were more obviously sticking closer to the extremist Islamic Dogma of ISX. Both, as he recalled from the review of material, he had this morning trying to determine his next steps on his Devil hunt would be dangerous and were willing to use ****, s.e.x.u.a.l servitude and fear to achieve their goals.

The victims they rescued the other day pointed a significantly terrifying picture what awaited them. He knew that he could not try to escape as the outcomes that would await Lexi would be worse. Both would use single women for their own s*xual gratification, single men were killed immediately. Couples and those who were rich were not only forced to convert to their view is Islam but to hand over everything to the group. Single rich people men were then killed, and the single women then forced into s*xual servitude.

Couples however were treated differently. They were stripped and kept n.a.k.e.d and forced to perform s*xual acts on demand for their viewing pleasure of group members or the Devil and his minions. A failure to comply with the demands were punished with physical abuse and separation and death of the man. They used fear to control couples.

However, those same victims gave information, which combined with everything else they had made him conclude that the Devil and his minions had not changed. Despite seeming embrace ISX's view of Islam, they were not true believers and using ISX for their own purposes. Given he knew the level of CCTV surveillance on the streets, it would not surprise him that this was the last act of the Devil and his minions before ditching ISX to move onto the next group they would exploit.

The one thing he pitied, was the true believers in Islam that were in ISX and the caliphate that they wanted. They were dealing with blasphemers using Islam for their own purposes, and they do not realise what was coming, their deaths when they had served their purposes for the Devil.

Processing that information so quickly he glanced towards Lexi, who he could see was terrified. Thank goodness she did not know who had stopped them, or it would terrify them even more. Seeing that look, he knew what he had to say to protect her. Just claiming to be her boyfriend would not be enough. She would be abused by the ISX members because she was with an unrelated male.

Matthew had to claim that he was her fiancé. Hopefully that would be enough to ensure that they were not separated. He knew that it would shatter any chance for a future relationship it would prevent Lexi from being handed around from man to man within the group. That was something he could not allow as it would shatter her physically and psychologically.

Matthew took a breath, knowing that the men were getting ready to kill him in front of Lexi. He needed to appear somewhat shaken as once they found his identification doc.u.ments they would wonder while someone in military administration would not be terrified in the situation. "My name is Matthew Rong, I am her fiancé. My ID is in my wallet." By the end he ensured that his voice was not much more than a whisper, to keep portraying fear.

Lexi looked over not believing what Matthew had said. She wanted to deny his words, but looking in his eyes, she clearly saw that he knew something she did not, and that she needed to keep quiet.

Quickly Matthew's wallet was pulled out of his pocket, and Matthew heard "F*ck, he is a colonel in the military, administration but still a colonel."