Ray's head spun, unable to see anything. Some voices swirled around in the darkness, whispering to each other. Well, not so much whispering as trying to stay quiet, but failing miserably.
Ray groaned, trying to move but his arms and legs were restrained.
"Hey, fucktards, he's up. So shut the fuck up!" One voice strained, a distant contact sound following.
"Oi, they were the ones talking! Why'd you hit me?" Another wined.
"Ga- um...dude, fucking shut it." Said a third.
"Good going, asshole. You're gonna give us away before the reveal!" said the first voice, perturbed.
Ray didn't know why, but he recognized these voices. He knew these people very well. He could find their names in his memory, if only his head didn't hurt so much.
He tried moving again, futilely struggling at his bonds, which dug into his wrists.
"You might wanna quit fighting, Ray. Those ropes aren't coming off very soon," said another voice, different from the first three, much deeper. He sounded off and it made Ray shiver.
"So where should we take him, Achievement City?" asked the second voice.
"No, I have somewhere better in mind," said the first.
Ray's consciousness slipped again, taking him back from his captors.
Meanwhile
Not everyone had stayed in Tardis's apartment, much to Kmzoe's dismay. Chacason and Glamourhobo opted to leave while they could. Lordgilbird had gone back to her apartment. Agent had showed up with Chloro, still slightly shaken. Thirsten55 had run after Sovietmustache to stop him from doing anything stupid. Darezzi wasn't but two steps behind, licking Kmzoe's face while she wasn't looking, in a sneak attack.
After a swift slap, the newcomers sat in the living room with what remained of their party.
Kmzoe looked over the ragtag group, debating what to do.
"Mrprawes, where's Atariangamer and Planed?"
"Atarian is on his way but Planed seemed flat out drunk. I don't think he's coming."
"Tardis, what about Kittychrista14, Thedandyboy, Salvenius, and Ghoulscout91?"
Tardis looked up from her spot on the couch, Martika clutching her arm.
"I could only get a hold of two and neither of them are coming," she stated forlornly.
Kmzoe sighed. The city would go into complete meltdown if the Mods weren't up and got Ray back soon.
"Twacrs?"
"Didn't answer."
"Firepandadiscobear?"
"Not coming."
"Voolociraptor? Speedofwhite?"
Heads shook 'no'.
"Ndwhitey?"
"Out of town."
"Fucking lucky for him." Kmzoe slumped, depression seeming to permeate the room.
"Khcharlie just texted," Skyress tried. "Oh, wait. Wanted to check...nevermind."
A knock sounded from the front door. Notray quietly shouted something about visitors. Vidythefox came into the living room, dragging a beat up Gutesey, and set him on the carpet.
"Gutesey, what happened? Are you ok?" Misaka said as she rushed to sit on the floor next to him.
He had large bruises peppering his exposed skin, probably a broken rib. Dirt clumps stuck in his hair.
"They got Ray," Gutesey got out, pain evident in his voice.
"I found him like this by the gates," Vidy said, exhausted.
"Who got him?" Notray said, standing over Gutesey's form on the ground.
It took a minute of heavy breathing for him to answer.
"The AH Crew," he choked.
Misaka's face twisted in confusion. "But, that's not possible. The AH crew died out when..."
"I saw them. They jumped the Mods. We couldn't stop them. They knocked Ray unconscious and, before we knew it, had taken him, leaving us in pieces." Gutesey's eyes blinked slowly, struggling to stay open.
"If they took Ray...who knows where they could be?" Tardis said, horrified.
Martika and Chloro clutched each other tightly, Tardis wrapping them with her arms and Agent sitting close by. Skyress had gone to get some supplies from the kitchen to clean Gutesey's wounds. Notray, Mrprawes, and Vidy all sat around the limp figure on the floor, next to Misaka. Darezzi and Gh0st remained on the ground next to the couch, Atarian standing by Kmzoe.
Gh0st got a dark look on her face. "There's only two places they would take him, and I'm pretty sure I know which one," she said, looking from Kmzoe, standing towards the center of the living room, to Gutesey, incapacitated.
"How do we know it really is the AH Crew, though?" Agent said from the couch.
"If they did this to Gutesey, it has to be," Misaka whispered.
Kmzoe looked to Gh0st, determination filling her features. "Where did they take him, Gh0st?"
Gh0st looked around the room at everyone staring at her, waiting for an answer. She sighed, exasperated.
"You're not gonna like it."
Kmzoe crossed her arms over her chest, in a challenging pose.
Gh0st caved. "They're going to Los Santos."
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Downtown Browntown
RandomBrowntown: a place for misfits, freaks, geeks, nerds, and the like. Everyone knew each other by their screen names and no one gave a fuck about what you looked like. The only thing that mattered was being devout to the All Mighty Lord Ray. But what...
