Simon was devastated. You, his child, were gone. He didn't know where, but he had send his whole team to find you.

"No..." Simon mumbled to himself, heart broken, when suddenly, his laptop got a video request.

He took the call and his eyes widen in horror.

"You have a very sweet child Simon." Makarov... he had captured you.

"If you hurt my kid-" Simon growled, his words died out when Makarov slapped your face.

"Don't come after me! Or else." Makarov let his fingers run over your throat.