The Lost Daughter

Locked And Chained

Blaze groaned as he woke up in a dark room. He hissed and tried to get up but found himself restrained to the nearby wall. More groaning came from nearby, and he turned to see Sparkle and AJ chained beside him.

"AJ, Sparkle, you two okay?" he asked, trying to move to them.

"A little sore..." AJ hissed. "but otherwise fine,"

"W-Where are we...?" Sparkle asked, looking around.

"Somewhere where you yourself will die..."

Blaze glanced around with a hiss. AJ and Sparkle gulped but turned with their brother to find a coal black truck appear.

"Who are you...?" AJ questioned.

"Krisha Greenbank." Krisha cackled, driving forward towards them threateningly.

"You." Blaze snarled. "You're the one who killed our brother!"

"Dynamite is a GIRL," Krisha huffed.

"YOU…!" Blaze gritted his teeth. "How DARE you?! HE is a guy, you TRANSPHOBIC MURDERER!!"

"It doesn't matter," Krisha grinned. "You will be joining Dynamite pretty soon, anyway,"

"Wh-What does she mean by that…?" Sparkle whimpered.

"Our parents WILL find us!" AJ declared. "You'll never get away with this!"

"That's when you're wrong, brats." Krisha smirked. "Your parents wouldn't have a choice but to surrender to ME."

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"WE NEED TO FIND WHERE OUR BABIES ARE!!" Phoenix screamed at the top of her lungs.

"I know, I know, but we've looked EVERYWHERE," Flame hissed. "Where else could Krisha have hidden them?!"

"Have hidden who?"

The couple turned to see Pickle drive over to them, curious.

"Hi, Ms. Phoenix! Hi, Mr. Flame!" he greeted with a smile. "Are you two okay?"

"NO!" Phoenix sobbed. "Our babies had been kidnapped!!"

"Blaze, AJ and Sparkle had been kidnapped?!" Pickle gasped. "By who?!"

"Krisha Greenbank's daughter." Flame snarled.

"Dynama." Pickle growled.

"You know her?" Flame asked.

"I HATE her." Pickle hissed. "She and her family had tormented and tortured Crusher and me for YEARS!"

"How is that?"

"Well, for one thing, Crusher is her brother…" Pickle grumbled. "Even when they tortured him and locked him in the dungeon for years…"

"That's awful!" Phoenix gasped. "I mean, not shocking since her mother Krisha had murdered her own child before, but to think that she'd do that to her own child!"

"Do you know where Dynama could have taken Blaze, AJ and Sparkle, Pickle?" Flame asked the green truck.

"I can guess where," Pickle admitted. "Follow me,"

"Follow you to where, Cucumber?"

Pickle snarled at the voice. They all turned to see Calvin appear with a smirk. Flame drove forward with a growl.

"Calvin Greenbank." he hissed. "WHERE ARE MY SONS AND DAUGHTER?!"

"You'll never find them!" Calvin mocked with a grin. "Not even this pesky CUCUMBER will be able to find them,"

He let out a psychotic laugh, which echoed through the air. Pickle rolled his eyes and smirked.

"You call that a laugh? Pah-lease, listen to this!"

The green truck let out his own psycho laugh, which echoed through and scared many trucks who even dared tried to go near the conversation. Calvin winced, not admitting his fright as he crossed his tires.

"That's a pathetic laugh."

"OKAY, THAT'S IT!!"

Pickle snarled and leapt towards the dark indigo truck. Calvin screamed as the green truck pounced into him.

"GAAH! MERCY!! MERCY!!"

"MERCY MY ASS, YOU SON OF A--!!"

"Should we… help him out?" Phoenix asked.

"Calvin deserves no help." Flame hissed.

"I meant Pickle," Phoenix deadpanned.

"By the looks of it, he doesn't need any help, though…"

"MERCY, PLEASE!!" Calvin pleaded as Pickle twisted his tire over his head.

"Oh, you want me to give you mercy? After WHAT YOU JUST SAID?!" The green truck snarled. "You know what? Maybe I will give you mercy,"

"R-Really?!" Calvin lit up.

"Yes," Pickle smirked. "but let's have a little deal first, shall we?"

"Wh-What do you want from me…?"

"You know exactly what I WANT." Pickle hissed.

Calvin gulped. "Uh… anything BUT that…?"

"Who are you more scared of?" Pickle glared down at him. "Someone who can kill you with a gun or someone who can twist you into a pretzel with his bare tires?"

Calvin cowered. Pickle rolled his eyes and raised an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.

"1... 2... 3..."

"F-Fine!" Calvin hissed. "I... I'll take you to the warehouse..."

"And no tricks, right...?" Pickle giggled, eyes darkening. "RIGHT...?!"

"Yes, yes, PROMISE!!" Calvin nodded quickly.

"Good to know," Pickle giggled.

"Uh..." Flame gulped. "He scares me now..."

"Yep," Phoenix chuckled. "but his method did the trick,"