Your P.O.V

We went home and found nothing but an empty house. No people. Just Me and the others. And... A note. I looked at the note and read it with care. It said, 'IF YOU WANT YOUR PRECIOUS FAMILY BACK, GIVE ME $100,000,000,000 BY TOMORROW.'  I screamed. Everyone came running towards me and started asking me what was wrong. As soon as I got hit by reality, I screamed again and broke down on the floor crying. I dropped the note and started to hyperventilate. Someone got ahold of the note and read it aloud. "The note says; 'If you want your precious family back, give me $100,000,000,000 by tomorrow.'." After that, I ran up into the 'Mental/Physical Breakdown Room' and locked the door. Everyone followed and started to try and open it up, but they couldn't. That's when my Necrophobia (Meaning: Fear of dead/dying persons and/or things; Fear of losing a loved one) kicked in. I was so busy crying I didn't realize the door got kicked open. 

Dust P.O.V

I saw (Y/N) run into one of the many rooms and lock the door. I didn't know how to handle this situation, but I knew someone who would know. So I told the others my plan and texted her.

{IN CONVO}

D: Hey, CC?

CC: Yes?

D: Can you come over to a friend's house?

CC: Are you already there?

D: Yes. But we're all in a situation that only you are familiar with.

CC: What is it? Is it urgent?

D: I'll tell you when you get here. And yes, it is urgent.

CC: Code?

D: Code Green, Code (First letter of your name), Code B

CC: WHAT?!

CC: IS HER BROTHER HOME?!

D: No..

CC: I'LL BE RIGHT THERE!!

{CONVO END}

"She said that she'll come A.S.A.P." I told them. And just as I said that, we heard a knock on the door. I ran to open it. She ran inside and asked a bunch of questions. Then, as we were trying to figure out how to pick a lock, CC ran at the door and broke it. That got our attention. So we went in the room. Then it hit me.. WE SHOULED HAVE JUST CALLED HER BROTHER!!!!!!! I face palmed. "Guys," I said. They looked at me. "We should have just called her brother." I said. "So, who's got his number?" I asked. No one said a word. "Wait, (Y/N) probably does!" CC said. I took (Y/N)'s phone and called him.   ~AFTER THE CALL~   After we hung up, he smashed right through the front door and then ran right towards us. "WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?!?!?!" He yelled. We told him everything. "*Sigh* Well, thank god you'd called." No one said a word. Then, we all just stood back and waited for it. "Well, looks like I have to do it." He said. He got his phone out and waited for the song to start.

~flash back~

(Y/N)  started to panic. I ran up to her brother and said, "It's happening again!" He told me to take him to (Y/N), so I did. When we saw her, every thing was way worse! "I got this!" He said. "You know where the office is, right?" "Yes." "Can you go in there and ask if our parents can come pick me and (Y/N) up? And if she asks why, just say, 'Follow me' and bring her to me." "OK!" I said. I went. Behind me I heard..... Singing?? I didn't turn around. I kept walking.

~time skip to a few years later~

(Y/N) locked herself in the bathroom. "Oh no.." I whispered to myself. CC ran at the door and broke it. "NOW!!" She screamed. I looked at her brother. He started to sing the song he always sings when something like this happens. Its called, ' Fight song' .

~flash back end~

Author/My P.O.V

The song he sang was new. And it was in English. Everyone in the room knew the song. I used to sing it to myself when ever I felt sad. Its called 'Fight song'. (Play song now.)