Family Means No One Is Left Behind

"...Trevor's twin sister, Natalie Kane!"

For all that talk of how over it he was, Trevor's blood turned to ice in an instant. They had Nat. They wouldn't have hurt her, none of the other contestants had been accosted. So help them if that weren't the case.

The stakes for this show had just raised dramatically. He had to be very careful about his next move.

As Natalie walked past she turned to see who was in the throne then stopped dead in her tracks. "Trevor?"

"Hey Nat,"

"What the hell is going on?"

"I know as much as you do," he said. "We're all still figuring it out."

She looked around the podiums, her face clearly registering shock at seeing Riley and Paige among the others.

Violet cleared her throat, motioning towards the depression in front of the throne. "Natalie, if you would?"

"I wasn't talking to you," Natalie snapped. Her attention returned to Trevor, shock fading to anger. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"

"No, no, I'm fine. What about you?"

"Nothing yet."

"Natalie," Violet said. "Now. We're on a schedule."

"I'm talking to my brother. Wait your turn," Natalie spat.

"Nat, she'll just make you if you don't."

Natalie ground her jaw. "Fine, but once this is done I'm coming back, and *you*," she said, pointing her finger at Natalie, "aren't going to do a damn thing about it."

Violet nodded. "You're more than welcome to catch up with whoever you want once we're done."

Natalie took her place, clearly unhappy to have given up so easily despite knowing that she really had ****. Undisturbed by the interruption, Violet proceeded as normal.

"As 'twin' would imply, Natalie is 27 years old just like her brother. She stands 5'6" with an average build. She shares her brothers lightly tanned skin tone, green eyes, and brown hair. While they aren't identical twins, naturally, the resemblance should be obvious. She might not be the most conventionally hot contestant but her simple straight hair style, B cup breasts, small butt, gentle curves, and pretty face all contribute to a certain girl-next charm that I think we can all agree has it's own special draw."

Trevor had settled into quiet contemplation. This would not stand. He was going to get Nat out of here, somehow.

There was something to what Dr. Friedman had said earlier. If this was a show then there would be people with a stake in it's success. By now he was beginning to get an idea of what that would look like to them. Violet had said that no matter how he acted he would be playing along in one way or another, but he wasn't quite sure she was right.

There had to be ways he could behave that would be suboptimal for the show. He needed more information on exactly how to maximize that, but essentially what he was thinking about here was going on strike. He'd hold himself hostage until they let her go. He'd need to be careful not to overplay his hand, but he did have some leverage.

Deciding on a course of action did little to quell the cold fury that still burned inside of him. He was tense, but determined. It seemed like life just couldn't give them a break. So ok. Fine. They'd handle this too. Trevor had protected her his whole life, he'd just need to do it again.

"And with that, we've finally finished introducing every member of the harem!" Violet called out. "Natalie, please take your place on the final podium and then we can move on to the first audience vote!"

Nat met his eyes and Trevor hoped that she could his resolve, that it would comfort her. He hoped that she knew she would be alright. Because Trevor would die before he let them hurt her.