Alma's POV

I looked around groggily, only to realize that I was blindfolded. Go figure. I attempted to stand up, and winced as I felt coarse rope dig into my legs.

"Alma..where are we?" I heard Zeus mumbled groggily, and I flinched. That was the question I had but..well, didn't want to say.

"Oi, tell the Boss they're up!" I heard someone shout, and I spat out the gag that was in my mouth. Several people seemed the curse in annoyance, and they shoved the gag back in my mouth. "What's so important about them.."

"Perhaps I can escape." I thought to myself, and nodded. Yes...once one of those people pulled off my blindfold...BAM!

A few moments after I thought this, someone DID in fact pull of my blindfold. And without thinking, I tackled them with my chair and body.

"GAH!" a man shouted as I took him down, and judging by the multiple of noise going on, I think Zeus and Loves had just took down some other people.

I ran, or at least hobbled over to my friends. Unlike myself, Loves was being more logical, untying her hands before helping Zeus. Zeus, like myself seemed to take down at least three people with his chair and himself. Impressive, if I do say so myself.

"Err..untie my hands please Loves?" I asked, looking at Loves.

Loves went to untie my hands, but then paused. She looked at me thoughtfully, and I flinched.

"Actually, we could use a battering ram.." Loves murmured thoughtfully, looking me over. "Keep the chair on a bit longer. We've got to get through that door."

I stiffened, looking in the direction that she had gestured to. A flat, gray door greeted me, and I shuddered. This was not going to feel good.

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"One..two..three.-"

"CHARGEE!"

 I spat out a piece of cement as the chair burst through the concrete. A few scrapes here and there, but nothing super bad. I think. A bit of blood dripped into my eye, and I winced. I take back what I said earlier.

Loves quickly untied my hands, and I mumbled "thanks". I shouldn't really say that, but my head was throbbing, and I could care less about little things like this.

Zeus rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, looking me over. 

"You err...alright?" He asked, looking hesitant to ask.

"If you mean that my head feels like it's going to crack open, then yes." I said dryly.

"Hey, you're head was a great battering ram." Loves muttered. Yay for me?

"Let's just get out of here.." I muttered, stepping through the door slowly, as to avoid hurting myself more.

"Shouldn't we worry about other coming down here?" Zeus asked.

"Perhaps..." I said quietly, looking at the two of them. "Have you heard of the saying, the pen is mightier than the sword?"

"Of course." Loves said. "Why are you asking?"

"Well, aren't we authors of our own stories?" I said, and they both nodded.

"So..?" Zeus said, looking confused.

"Well, this is a story, right? And since you're authors, you can change the story in any way you want. Same way I can." I said, smirking.

"So...we can bring anything into this story?" Loves asked.

I nodded, rubbing the side of my head. Why did my head hurt so much..

"We should be going then-"

Before Loves could finish her sentence, a tranq dart was embedded into her neck. She slumped to the ground, and Zeus fell a few seconds after Loves was taken down. 

I looked around wildly, looking to see who was firing these shots.

I felt a stinging feeling in my arm, and shuddered, looking to see the dart now embedded in my arm. I stumbled backwards, collapsing as darkness greeted me again, seeing two dark eyes as my final image.

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9:34:34 P.M.

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*wants the Super Bowl to finish up already*

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*Nope. You've got 9 more minutes.*

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HEEEELP ME!

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