Treble walked through the empty park late at night, the only light present came from the moon and the spread out lamps that only gave a soft orange glow, making the place have an dark and almost haunted feel to it. He didn't know how he had gotten there, one moment he was sleeping soundly cuddling with his girlfriend the next he's in some random park dressed in a red tracksuit with a red ski mask covering his nose and mouth, it was what he wore back when he worked for his father alongside Hack and Casino, the days he was considered "Crimsion Hood" by his fans.

He didn't like it, not one bit, he would have taken the clothing off but unfortunately it was the only thing keeping him safe from the cold night, he had no choice but to wear the cursed outfit that brought back memories he'd rather forget. He had searched and searched but there was no exit, the walls surrounding the place were too tall and smooth to climb and the metal fences were covered in spikes or barbed wire, there was no way out.

He continued walking, his footsteps echoing through the small area, but there was no empty surface for the sound to bounce off of, it could have been his imagination, making it feel all the more empty and giving him a sense of loneliness. He was starting to lose hope, he was trapped, there was no shelter in sight, all of the trees were bare for the winter, no snow had fallen in this area making the blades of grass look like small black knives. If Treble were to describe what this was to him, he'd say it was his hell, where he would go after his life had ended because of the horrible things he had done just to be able to escape his father and the Black Cats of Music.

It seemed like his hell, forced to think of his past mistakes by wearing the tracksuit, trapped and alone, unable to reach his friends, no escape. It was his nightmare, his hell, his punishment. There was no other way around it, he was either dreaming or was actually there, and it was all too real for him, he couldn't lie to himself in this situation. He knew he wasn't dead, not by a long shot, although with everything he was reliving at that moment in time he wished he was.

"Enjoying the walk down memory lane?" Treble froze as he heard a familiar voice come from behind him.

"It took a long time for our little workers to put this together for you. We do so hope you're enjoying yourself." Another voice came from his side as he felt something touch his arm and gently slide up to his shoulder before vanishing.

"Sill... Jill..." Treble mumbled angrily. Turning around he saw his two step sisters side by side.

He glared at the two, anger welling up inside. The one with white hair giggled. "Oh I do so love it when you glare at us like that. What about you Jill?"

The one with the black hair smirked. "Oh I do, you are the only boy we would ever let stare at us with such a look." Trebles glare intensified which caused the girls to shudder, but not in fear, in a sick pleasure. "Oh yes, just like that."

'I am not entertaining this buffoonery.' Treble turned away from them and began searching for at least some way of getting out, he and the twins had to have gotten in somewhere, he just had to find the point of entry.

As he was walking he felt multiple things wrap around his arms which pulled him back towards the twins and almost brought him to the ground, but he bug his feet into the ground and stopped himself. He turned his head around and looked at the girls out of the corner of his eye. The stings that had connected the two were separate were wrapped around his arms like whips.

"Sorry bro, but we can't just let you keep wandering around here." Sill said with a sadistic smile.

"It's been too long Treby, let's catch up." Jill said in a mocking voice.

Treble just stood still, he had the strength to pull both of them towards him and finish it just like that, but he didn't. He just stayed still, his won inner conflict overwhelming him.

"Why don't you try to break free?" Sill asked teasingly.

"Awww, are your morals getting in the way? C'mon bro, show us the beast you are, we are all too aware of what you're like when angered to a level that shouldn't even exist in a human, a hate so unholy it makes your eyes glow, makes your foes shake in fear, anger so strong it can break even the strongest of man, where is it? Show it to us!"

Treble appeared to be still, but his eyes were shaking in absolute hate. He had promised himself and his friends that he would never, even if it meant his own life, he would never strike a girl.

"Ah, looks like you've fallen into my-"

*SMACK!!!*

Ok in fairness Adagio had pushed him to his absolute limit with the shit she pulled.

Treble stuggled, to not move, to not yell bloody murder at his captors, to not strike, to not show the monster that his father had made him into. 'Protect them from me...protect them from me...protect them from me!' These words were played over and over in his mind.

"Well? We're waiting." Both twins demanded in unison.

"If you don't do as we say...well, I think the thugs daddy hired are a little pent up, maybe we'll introduce them to your friends, your sister, your mom and that little bacon haired girl you love so much." Sill mocked.

Both of the twins heard the sound effect of glass shattering, they had done it, with those words they had brought out Trebles rage. He WA a breathing heavily, his pupils the size of dots on a page. He was trembling in anger, and soon so were the twins.

Treble reached back and grabbed onto the wires around his arms and began to turn. The twins looked at him in confusion as he stared spinning but then their eyes became filled with horror as they realised what he was doing. Soon the both of the, were lifted off the ground as Treble spun around. He began to pick up speed, going faster, faster and faster until he let go and sent the two sisters flying towards separate trees, both hitting their backs against the hard wood and falling unconscious as their brains hit the sides of their skulls.

Treble fell to his knees, staying motionless as his breath slowed and became more controlled. Turning his head he spotted a manhole where the sisters had been standing. He slowly rose to his feet and walked over to the hole, finding a ladder down to a clean, smooth stone tunnel. He had to get back home, he needed to forget about this, there was no way he could let anyone know about this. Taking one last look at the makeshift hell he descended into the tunnel below.

As he left the sisters regained consciousness and looked to each other.

"This is far from over." Both said as the pressed a button on their bracelets. Soon a helicopter could be seen approaching the park. "You can't keep them safe from daddy for much longer Treble."

Author's Notes:

Damn, shit just got dark

Almost to one of the two plot twists that will make you hate me, but before that there is the Christmas special, see you then.