Red And Blue

Kidnapping And Torture

Three months had gone by since the assassination attempt. Crusher had settled into Blaze's place quite well. He had moved into AJ's old room and replaced the bed with his own, and the couple set his trophies on the shelves as well.

When public got word that Crusher had moved in with Blaze, rumors had spread out all over the internet and all over the city. The other racers were infuriated, with Pickle theorizing that their little plot hadn't worked out the way they were hoping.

No assassin had made a move for the past months. Crusher wouldn't let them, anyway, since he always stuck by Pickle, Blaze, Darington or Zeg. He made sure that he was never alone.

Too bad that it meant that he couldn't even be alone in his own room...

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"Crushy, come on! The race is about to start in ten minutes!"

"Coming, B!" Crusher rushed around his room, shining his exhaust pipe in the mirror. "There. Perfect,"

He was turning to leave when he felt something hit his tire, causing it to grow heavy. He gasped as he felt all of his tires collapse.

"W-What in...?!"

He tried to get up, but just as he attempted to, something hit him hard across the head, and he felt darkness surround him as he laid limp on the ground with a thud by the time a dark figure towered over him...

X

"Hmm, wonder what's taking Crush so long...?" Blaze frowned as he drove back into his apartment to check on his lover.

Now, usually, he would be patient with anyone, his boyfriend at the most, but something with the lack of response from the dark blue truck gave an unsettling feeling in his stomach.

"Crushy, you still in there?" Blaze knocked on the door.

No response came. The red truck gulped and knocked on the door again.

"Crushy?"

At the third knock with no response, Blaze turned the doorknob and went inside. His heart fell as he saw the room empty while the window was wide open beside the bed. His stomach twisted as he bent down and found some tranquilizers on the ground.

"Oh no," his heart began to pound as he rushed to the open window. "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..." When he saw not a trace of the kidnapper, he took out his phone and began to contact Anna. "Officer Anna, CRUSHER'S BEEN KIDNAPPED!"

["What?!"] Anna gasped. ["Alright, Blaze, calm down. I'm on my way with the rest of the police,"]

"O-Okay..." Blaze nodded and hung up, his thoughts burning with worry and panic.

Who could've taken Crusher?

X

Crusher woke up with a groan as he found himself in complete darkness. He tried to get up but found himself in chains, attached to the wall. He pulled on the chains to get free as hard as he could.

"Don't bother."

The unfamiliar dark voice made him stiffen. He turned and found a masked being in front of him, eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"Wh-Who are you?!" Crusher demanded. "And what do you want with me?!"

"You think that you're so clever." the being snarled. "You thought you could fool everyone about your so-called love for Blaze. You don't love him, you're just trying to use him!"