Chapter 4
The sound of voices stirred Brian from his dreamless
sleep. He felt like he was being sucked
from a black hole of emptiness and darkness back into.. Where was he again? He opened his eyes only to be stung by the
darkness he thought he had awakened from, Huh?
His mind reeled, desperately trying to remember the previous night. Why
couldn’t he see? He felt something
shift on his legs, and suddenly reality came crashing back down on Brian like a
ton of bricks as he felt the painful numbness of his legs. He’d been kidnapped. He was in the back of a car with Nick on his
legs. He felt wind tousling his hair
and knew the door was open and he still heard the voices, the voices of their
kidnappers. He felt an unearthly calm
come over him as he stilled to try to make out what they were saying. It sounded as if they were arguing.
“Split up?
Why?” a female voice was asking heatedly.
“The new cars are smaller, and cannot fit all of them
properly,” a grisly male voice answered her, he sounded rather heated himself,
“Are you afraid of something Zalia?”
“No!” the female, Zalia, denied angrily, “I just
think it’s a bad idea!”
“Why Zalia? I
do think I smell a little fear off of you, maybe I should call the Boss and
tell him about...”
“Shut up Brendon!” she snapped angrily. Brian heard soft footsteps coming nearer to
him. He wondered where they were
at? He knew they couldn’t be on the
road, that would be stupid. Two Ninja
guys standing out on side the road with a bunch of guys crammed in the backseat
wearing blindfolds. How inconspicious
was that? Brian snorted to himself.
“What’s so funny Rok?” AJ’s whisper caught Brian by
surprise. He jumped a bit, he had
forgotten momentarily about the others in the car with him, being so quiet.
“I think they’re arguing,” Brian whispered back,
“Howie? Nick? Kevin?”
“They’re asleep Bri,” AJ supplied, “Everyone’s been
asleep, except me, and now you. How
could you sleep?”
Brian fought the urge to giggle, “There isn’t exactly
anything else better to do in here in the dark now is there?” Brian felt AJ’s glare through his
blindfold.
“I don’t find any of this funny Brian,” AJ hissed
gruffly. He was upset and trying to
hide it, but Brian could hear it in his voice.
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it,” Brian apologized trying
to shift is legs again to get some feeling back in them. That got a moan out of Nick. Brian was about to say something when a
noise made him freeze. The kidnappers,
or as Brian now wanted to call them Zalia and Brendon were coming back to the
car. He could smell the vague scent of
cigarette smoke. Brian heard Howie’s
hollow shout as he was awakened by one of them and then Brian felt cool air. Howie’s warm body had been plucked from
beside him. Oh no, they’re gonna split
us up! Brian was panicking again, like
he had when they had first taken them off the bus. If only his hands were free!
He needed to get out, he needed to see... He was going crazy. He felt Nick’s body being lifted off of him
and felt the pain of the pressure being released.
“What’s happening?” came Kevin’s voice from the back,
“What’s going on?”
“We’re switching cars, they’re gonna split us up!”
Brian said in a loud whisper. He could
feel his breaths coming faster. He felt
rough hands, the same ones that had pulled him out of his bunk, gripping his
arms dragging him out of the vehicle.
Brian trying to fight him.
Stupid thing to do when you’re hands are tied behind your back. He was forced down onto the.. Grass?
Grass? He felt the pressure
around his eyes and temples loosening as the black cloth fell away from his
eyes. He blinked slowly readjusting to
being able to see again. He took deep
breaths as he sat on his butt leaning against the tires of the vehicle that had
drove them here, wherever they were. He
leaned his head back and stared straight up into the starless sky. Starless?
That must mean they were near a city.
City lights always flushed out starlights. A figure in black stood in front over him, blocking his vision
now. It was a feminine figure, a very
feminine figure Brian couldn’t help but realize. She ordered him to his feet.
Brian tried, but didn’t have much luck with his hands tied. His rib cage exploded with pain as he felt
himself being kicked. He looked up in a
daze to still see the female standing over him.
“Why the hell did you do that?” Brian recognized the
voice, it was Zalia. Now Zalia stood
over him. She reached down and took his
arms. She helped him to his feet then
barked out, “I take the blond ones.” No
one argued with her, not even Brendon.
As Brian stared at all 6 figures clad in black four of them he could
tell were males. Which one was
Brendon? Brian was seized from behind
and being moved before he even had time to make a guess. Where were they going? All Brian could see was trees, but slowly he
was beginning to make out the shape of a car.
Behind him he could hear more trampling through grass meaning they were
being followed. He wanted to turn
around to see if Nick was back there.
He was stopped as he reached the car, that looked black in the
night. He felt the hardness of the gun
in his side again, “You move, you die,” was hissed in his ear... This was
Brendon...