Kidnapping the Heroes

Chapter 7

Finally. We caught them all. Every hero that I wanted, we now have. And of course, her. Why didn't she give in already? She was being so difficult. Ooh! They would be waking up soon. Then I can go introduce myself.....

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Harry was the first to wake up. When he did, he noticed a few things.

1. His hands were chained above his head and onto the wall.

2. The girl that had kidnapped him was nowhere to be seen.

3. He wasn't alone.

All around the room, a buch of people were in different chained positions. As Harry looked at all of them, he noticed some odd things about them.

Like the man. He had to be the oldest one in here, he looked to be twenty, at the very least. What was strange, however, were his clothes. He had on a tweed jacket and bowtie, and he was chained so his arms were outstretched,  so he looked like a giant T. He was one of the few people who had a gag in his mouth, and his head was hanging limply. Obviously he was out cold.

Next was the nineteen year old. He didn't look that strange, with his brown jacket and neckerchief, but the cuffs he had on, seemed to be glowing slightly. His hands were chained behind his back and onto the wall, and he leaned limply against the wall. He was the only other who had a gag.

Then there was a boy who may have been a few years older than him, maybe sixteen or seventeen. He appeared the most normal, with black hair and an orange camp shirt. He was pinned the same way Harry was.

Finally there was the kid. He could tell it was a kid because of how small he was. He couldn't have been more than thirteen years old. He had on a mask, one so that you couldn't see his eyes, and a costume that someone would wear in the circus,  like an acrobat. He lay in the middle of the floor,  hands and feet chained together so he couldn't stand up, and looked as if he had just recently been dumped here.

Suddenly,  the boy across from him woke up.

" Uuggg...." the boy groaned, and Harry shifted slightly, wanting to talk to him.

" Hello?" Harry called out quietly, trying not to startle him.

The boy's eyes snapped open and looked directly at Harry's,  before he began to speak.

" Uh, hi." The boy said, not sure what to do.

" I'm Harry. Harry Potter. Do you have any idea what's going on?" Harry asked, waiting to see if he would freak out because of his name.

Surprisingly,  the boy did nothing at all. So he was most definitely not a wizard.

" I'm Percy Jackson,  and no. I have no clue what the Hades is going on." Harry heard the Greek swear, but just decided to continue talking.

" Do you think the others would know anything?" Harry asked, noticing now that Percy wasn't British.

" Maybe. They could've saw something. Did the black haired girl and crazy dude kidnap you too?" Percy asked. Harry shook his head, a bit bewildered by the question.

"No. Some  girl from my school did. She seemed absolutely insane. I'm not even sure she goes to the school."

Both jumped slightly when the boy in the middle of the floor stirred slightly. They looked at him, and could see that he was opening his eyes through his mask. Then they were wide open, and the boy tried to sit up, only to realize he couldn't,  thanks to the chains. He settled for lifting his head slightly to look between the two conscious boys.