Summary: Sam and Colby were both out for the night, hanging around the streets of L.A. But, everything went black. Sam and Colby both woke up in a room. They were kidnapped. But by who?

Sub - Colby

Dom - Sam

Type: Angst/Action.

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T.H.I.R.D

"Fuck..." Sam winced, his hand reaching up to his head. He felt a stinging pain in his head almost like it was slashed open. Sam matted his fingers into his hair, feeling a thick substance. Sam's brows furrowed, looking at his hand. Sam's heart dropped, realizing that it was blood, his blood. Sam took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. Sam was calming down until a certain thought came to his head.

Where's Colby?! Sam thought, his eyes rapidly looking around the room. His heart was racing, not seeing him in the room with him.

"Colby?!" Sam shouted, begging for a response mentally. He need confirmation that he wasn't dead, that he was okay. Sam's heart stopped when he heard a groan from the other side of the concrete wall, hearing some sort of rattling. "Colby? Dude, is that you?" Sam asked, deeply hoping that it was and not some random dude.

"S-Sam... where-" 

"It's okay, dude, don't freak out..." Sam comforted, knowing that Colby was heavily claustrophobic, his anxiety also severe in these types of situations. Colby's breathing got caught in his throat, realizing his position. His arms were chained against the wall, the rest of his body free as he sat on the cold concrete floor.

"S-Sam, what the f-fuck?!" Colby screeched, staring at his surroundings, clearly paranoid. Colby winced, his arm catching and rubbing on the cuffs harshly. "Let us out!!" Colby screamed, tears forming in his eyes. Colby's breathing was becoming rapid, needing someone or something to calm him down. He needed physical comfort but he was trapped, nowhere to go.

"Colby, baby, calm down..." Sam pleaded softly, his voice gentle with each word he said. "We'll be okay..." Sam promised, wanting to hold the boy in his arms desperately. Colby groaned, his head pounding, the adrenaline mixing with his emotions.

"Fuck, Sam..." Colby cried, the situation making Colby realize how trapped they were, not having a say in this situation. Colby sniffled, light and warm tears falling down his face, landing softly on the ground making small 'bloops' echo throughout the room. 

"Shhh... It'll be okay, I promise. I need you to breathe, can you do that for me, baby?" Sam asked gently, wanting to make sure Colby was stable enough for any problems. Sam heard Colby breathing deeply, trying to get it under control, relaxing his back against the cold concrete wall. Colby sighed, closing his eyes before looking at the ceiling.

"Sam?.. Where are we?.." Colby asked, still observing his surroundings. Sam sighed deeply, shutting his eyes closed gently as he leaned his head against the wall. 

"I don't know..."

Both Sam and Colby's heads perked up, hearing the sound of keys rattling and footsteps walking down the halls, intimidating both Sam and Colby. Colby struggled against his restraints, pushing, pulling, and fighting desperately to get out of them. Sam found it odd how he was able to walk freely while Colby was restrained but he didn't question it much.

"Hello there, Sam and Colby." A voice greeted darkly, his voice oddly menacing and familiar as he spoke. Colby's eyes were wide with fear, as well as Sam's but he didn't show it. "I guess you're wondering how you got here?.. Well, it's quite simple to be realistic." The man snarled, obviously filled with anger but hiding it with a sly voice. 

"Let us go you fucking asshole!!" Colby screamed, tugging harshly at his restraints as he felt claustrophobia creep up on him. Colby slowly started to regret his decision, watching his cell door slowly unlock. Colby's eyes widened, the man's outfit intimidating as he was in all black, head to toe, covered in different types of clothing such as cloaks.

The man walked menacingly toward Colby, crouching down and lifting his chin harshly.

"You listen here, Pretty boy... You should be wise about your petty little decisions..." The man said creepily, softly caressing Colby's chin. Colby gulped, furrowing his brows as he felt a wave of bravery overcome him, speaking up and defending himself.

"Oh yeah? What're you going to do? Fucking kill me? Because I'd love to see you-" Colby cried out in pain, the man kicking him harshly in the ribs, leaving no mercy. Colby whimpered out in pain, not being able to clutch his stomach because of the chains. Colby heard Sam's shouts from the other side, the sound feeling distant.

"I'll do worse than kill you. I'll torture you in many ways possible, pretty boy..." The man growled, slapping Colby harshly. Colby whimpered, his head falling down to his chest as a single tear fell. The man walked away, his shoes cackling against the floor, closing and locking the door behind him. "As I was saying..."

Colby was too dazed to focus on what the man was saying. He couldn't think straight, feeling his own blood running down his chin from the abuse. Colby heard Sam shouting at the man, hearing the menacing male's footsteps grow distant, walking away from both him and Sam.

Colby felt like giving up.

They didn't know if they were going to get out of there.

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A/N: I'll make parts to this! Don't worry, it's not over yet.