The Beginning

"This is a nice place you got here, kid!" A man with white hair beamed.

"Thanks! I got it recently for livestreams and with all the crazy stuff happening, I figured getting a shelter would definitely be a good plan!"

It was brand new. It was big enough to live in and held enough food to survive. Hiding in an old barn, it was a good place to hide from everyone and everything.

"It's better than the house, right?" The younger man elbowed the other.

"More space and professional cameras. I like your style, kid."

"You and me," the older man continued, "We'll take over the world."

The kid was basically living alone at this point. He was running a blog for quite some time and the "weird things" have simply died down. He is now living on working for his family french fry shop. He has been rather depressed about the whole ordeal.

"Whoa, whoa, man. This is state-of-the-art tech you're dealing with! I saved and paid for all of this!"

"Think about it, women all over this room. They're bare naked, stay with me, and at your knees. We sell this material for thousands of dollars. Why keep this room for yourself, my friend?"

There was definitely enough room to put women "all over this room." The studio was placed somewhere away from home. The old and dirty barn was used greatly before, but since then, the little city has been quiet and basically normal.

"What do you say, kid? You and me against the world?" The older man holds his hand out.

The young man was hesitant. He was fresh out of high school, nearly sick and tired of the lack of internet views and doing conspiracy theories. He was sick of being the butt of the joke.

However, even though he was sick of everything, he wouldn't want to downgrade to being a downright rapist, to the sound of it. The man was really, really creepy.

"No deal, sir! I may be a low life and a hermit, but I am not a rapist."

The young man quickly walked to the large metal door, opening it with a code, and then demanding for the older man to leave immediately.

"Think about it, kid!" The man grab the other by the shoulders. "Money, my friend... Millions of dollars. I have a reputation. You've seen this face on the news!"

"You're a wanted criminal! What the hell did you do to those girls, man!"

"They're home. Well, my home. I'm heading in around the forties, maybe?"

"Sick, man! Gross! GET OUT!"

"LISTEN TO ME, KID!" The man bares his teeth and then pulls out a gun at the kid. He pressed the end against the other's forehead. It was cold and slightly shaking in anticipation to shoot him.

"You're going to listen to me..." The man's teeth was so sharp, much like a shark's mouth, "You will obey me! You will help me!"

The young man, legs and hands shaking in fear, he gulps hard and then fearfully agrees.

"Good," the gun was put down, "That wasn't so hard."

7 Years Later

Sapphire and every other female, young and old, were now free.

The young and old men controlling the whole ordeal, however, have been sent to the police station. It took a few hours before every detective involved

The first one to be interrogated was the younger of the two. He wasn't that much older than the median age of all the girls, which is about 25. He was about his 30s.

"Hello Mister..." A female voice walks in and closes the door, "Mr. Fryman."

He looks up, seeing a skinny woman, with folders in her hand, blue skin and a cold look. Behind her, however, was another woman, shorter and with red skin and very angry look on her face.

"I heard you on that last recording." The shorter one spoke. "You sure liked calling her a slut."

How can he possibly tell them that he was directly forced?

How can he say to them, after 7 years of this nonsense, that he was forced into this for his underground barn studio?

How can he say to their faces that even he didn't like saying that either? That he was forced to do horrible things, just because he, too, said no?

So he said nothing.

"You seemed excited to film it, as well." She continued.

"Harris, if you keep this up, he won't talk." The other said, matter-of-factly.

"Fine. Make him talk, Lazuli." Harris huffed.

"Mr. Fryman, this case has been around for years and I doubt you've been there the entire time, we would like to ask a few questions about it."

"Seven years, Miss..." He chokes out.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Seven years... I was just out of high school! He points a gun at my head and threatens me to join him in his sick twisted mind! He never left me alone! I couldn't see my family! It was only us! I couldn't see anyone else and I had to look in the eyes of all those girls! I couldn't find or get help! I was stuck with him..."

The man broke into tears. He obviously deeply regrets everything he did.

"I tried to get away, but I've seen that gun to my head so many times, I could never... I could never say no..."

"How do we know that you're not lying?" Harris tests.

"I wouldn't lie to anyone! I want to be out of his hands! I'll go to prison, please... I've taken too many lives. Please let me spend the rest of mine behind bars."

"Taken lives?"

"It wasn't just those girls. I know thousands were stuffed into those rooms, but... Some of them died too..."

"Where?"

"Under the house."

Harris and Lazuli look at each other.

The mystery was finally solved.

However, the sentences were drastically different.

The younger got his life sentence, but the older was placed on death row.

When his time came, 3 years later, he was killed by lethal injection.

The one and only Ruby Harris went with her partner Jasper Scott to see what he had to say.

He seemed... happy. Joyful. Ecstatic.

He died with no regrets.

"It's so nice to be with Sapphire. I can see how I fell in love with her." Ruby ignores the man.

"If only you remembered." Jasper said.

"Actually, falling in love twice is great. You should try it sometime."

"Fuck you, Harris." Jasper chuckled.

Ruby leaves, pulling her phone out.

You did it again, Ruby Jordan Harris. You're the greatest young detective out there.

"Hey Saffy," Ruby says with a smile. "I just want to check up on you."

"I'm fine, Ruby." The smooth voice talked back.

Sapphire was in the hospital for quite some time, but now she was living with Ruby's parents. Her parents have been taken care of her and spoiling her, even though the girl was currently 28.

"I'll see you later, okay? Love you."

"Love you too."

Ruby hangs up and sighs dreamily.

"Okay, love bird. We got work to do." Jasper sneaks up and hugs the shorter girl.

"Hey, Scott, I need to go see, Sapphire, okay?"

"Just call off work, why don't you? If you want to see her so much. It's already been two years since you asked."

"I'm going to see her, alright? Give me a call if it's urgent."

"Will do, Harris."

Ruby runs to her car, as her and Jasper arrived separately, and heads over to the next city over.

She smiles to herself.

Life is treating her so well.

Yeah, life really is great.

A/N: YES! The story is finally done! This honestly was hard to do, because I always had a feeling that this story and the other one doesn't add up or correlate in any way. I've been gone for so long because of school and I didn't have the motivation to do so.
So, more stories soon.
Review and thank you so much for reading.