Delirious POV 50 minutes later

After we cleaned the Twink (he wasn't a Twink), I sent Ram away so I could hand feed them a healthy dose of oatmeal (I quite like oatmeal, and I didn't really have feed Maxis, she tried biting my fingers off, insisting she could feed herself), I re-binded her after she surprised me at the door.

When I left younger brat after I let her eat, she yelled curses after me as if I were an old friend, or rather, a traitor. I walked up the stairs to our meeting room, (it was originally a gaming room in the hotel, but it was the only place we could fit our beautiful, big, auburn red wood table in).

Upon entering, I noticed plenty of people had already arrived. Vanoss, was of course, sitting at the head. Nogla and Terroriser were talking to each other, with Moo, a rather not tall male with a brown mullet and shades on, sitting on Terroriser's right.

Basically sat across from Terroriser, and Ram sat on his left. Kryoz, a tall brunet man, sat one seat away from Moo, towards the end of the beautiful table.

I adjust my hockey mask and sit on Vanoss's left, across from an eerily, empty seat . After a few more minutes, Smii7y, who, just as Kryoz, was tall and brunet (almost everyone here is tall, except maybe 407 and Moo, but I'd never admit that), sat between Kryoz, his boyfriend, and Moo.

407, who was recently released from the medic office, sat between Basically and me. While he wasn't tall, he was well taller than Moo, and he had short dirty blond hair.

Lastly, CaRtOoNz, a black haired, 6'0, devilishly handsome man (hey, he's my best friend, I'll call him handsome if I want), with black eyes, sat beside Ram. This, the meeting began.

Vanoss clears his throat, "As some of you know, we have recently lost touch with one of our men. He was sent on a stealth mission to infiltrate the enemy base and bring back information. However, two weeks ago, his communication with us stopped. His last known location was the Barber Shop on West Singleton Street, near the 'Spider's Nest'. In retaliation, we have kidnapped two of the three children of the higher up known as, Widow, the second in command of Venom."

I see Nogla frown and I begin to think. (If we only have two of them, they could be hiding the last one, only because we didn't see another person with them... If they are hiding them, where? Has [Redacted] met them yet?)

"Why didn't we just take the last one, I mean, what if they really don't like the two we have. What makes you so sure Widow would care? I mean, they don't look like gang members, who's to say Widow wanted them in the first place?" Nogla's voice cits through my thoughts and I zone back in.

Vanoss shakes his head. "If Widow really didn't want another child, she wouldn't have given birth them. However, I suspect she does have the Oldest child in her grasp. That being said, we don't have a lot of leverage as she'd most likely want the child to take over as I recently found out our two captives have no idea what's going on.

"Back on topic, we need a plan to get [Redacted] back somehow, any suggestions?"

My mind supplies me with ideas and outcomes. (Maybe we can sneak in, but [Redacted] already tried... Maybe we'll start an all out war? Or perhaps use the children to get to them....) My mind goes on as I let it wander.

Kyle POV

My head throbs as blood circulates my body, bringing color back to my face. I groan as I shift in my binds, giving a little struggle before falling limp in pain. I honestly couldn't do much but sit there in silence with my thoughts and labored, irregular breathing. The only good thing to come out of this was the fact that I was no longer hungry.

I shift my cerulean eyes around for any entertainment or distraction from my on going pain, to no avail. I began to think back to what the shaded man, Vanoss, told me.

'Did Maxis actually tell him anything? If so, what did she say? And what about? Am... Am I being left out of the loop here? Where are they keeping Maxis? Do they have our older brother? OH MY GOSH DO THEY HAVE HIM? IS HE IN TROUBLE???'

My eyes widen in alarm and I struggle with new vigor, forcing myself to endure the pain of my body and get out of the binds.

My breath starts sharpening and my chair suddenly slides, and I start falling. I hit the ground with a thud on my arm, as the weight of myself and the force of my fall I hear a crack. A sudden sharp, excruciating pain erupts from my arm and I scream.

A few seconds later, I bite my wobbling lip and try to turn the chair over. The chair finally turns and I give a shakey whimper into the ground as I am now face first.

I wiggle my good arm, trying to free it, and when I do, I immediately get my now broken arm free. After that, I start with the rope gainst my abdomen, then my legs.

I stand with trembling legs, holding my limp arm against my chest as I start slowly to the door, biting my lip to keep from screaming out in pain again.

??? POV

Day 9;
I have been stuck here for AGES! I wanted to go home, I didn't want to see him again. I can't leave though, he said he'll hurt them... I don't want them to suffer on my behalf, I don't want them to hurt. I can't even stand the thought.

T̶h̶e̶y̶'̶l̶l̶ ̶b̶e̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶t̶

̶I̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶w̶a̶n̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶t̶

̶D̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶h̶u̶r̶t̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶m̶

̶T̶h̶e̶y̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶'̶t̶ ̶d̶e̶s̶e̶r̶v̶e̶ ̶i̶t̶.̶

I'm sorry, I can't do it. I can't stay here. He'll hurt them anyway. I must go now, but I'll write in this again soon, I promise,

-signed, [Redacted].

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Haha, silly me, this didn't answer your question? Hmm.... Maybe the next one will! Anyways, stay tuned, there's more about this mysterious Redacted coming soon!