Fade Away. •.brance.•

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(i would just like to say beforehand, the whole point of this story is that both bruce and vance get kidnapped and stuck in the basement together. so dont be suprised when they both get yoinked by the grabber.)

the crowd erupted into loud screams and cheers as bruce yamada had just won his baseball game by a mere point. he touched home base, smiling to himself. his teammates came out from the bench, cheering for him.

"congratulations, bruce!" one said to him. "nice hit!" called another. bruce thanked them as his team lined up for the usual end of the game high fives. bruce stopped when he reached the pitcher who he had almost lost to.

"you're finney blake, right?" bruce asked him. he nodded, "yeah."

"your arm is mint! you almost had me," bruce told him with a smile. "thanks," finney smiled back to him. bruce gave him a pat on the shoulder before he walked off to where he could see his parents proudly waiting for him.

"bruce! you did amazing!" she exclaimed, pulling him into a hug. bruce pushed her away slightly. "yeah, thanks, mom," bruce replied. "i'm proud of you son, that last hit was a damn good one," his father told him.

bruce nodded his head and climbed in the backseat of his parents' car.

as soon as he entered his house he ran straight up to his sisters room, excited to tell her about his new win. as he shot open her door his smiled quickly dropped.

oh, right. amy wasn't home. bruce would just have to wait until she was home. bruce headed downstairs slowly. he wished his sister would come home.

"bruce! come on and sit, dinner's ready," his mother called him into the kitchen. "can i go for a bike ride real quick?" bruce asked. his mother sighed, yet agreed.

bruce pushed open his front door and climbed onto his bike. he liked going on his bike, it cleared his mind for the time being.

bruce smiled to himself as he allowed his win to fully sink in. everyone in the town were still happy of his win, even though bruce wins every game. they expected nothing less from him. sometimes, bruce thinks it would be nice to get away from all the high standards set for him. maybe run off and do something he's not supposed to.

maybe if he talked to a certain boy the whole town despises, maybe then the people would get a different perspective of bruce. but it's not like bruce could just walk up to him and say hello as if it's a normal thing for him to do.

a few girls began waving at him. bruce, of course, waved back. he turned forward again, just to look back a second later to the sound of a small bang in the sky.

a rocket began floating down from the sky when bruce looked back. it must've been finney blake. he has a thing for space and rocket ships. when bruce faced forward, he slowed down his pedalling as a black van approached him. bruce held down on his breaks, bringing his bike to a stop.

he hopped off his bike to try and walk around it, when suddenly he got smacked in the face with the doors of the back of the van. bruce groaned as he sat up, clutching his face.

"oh! i'm so sorry, didn't see you there," a man laughed as he walked out of the van. "oh, it's alright," bruce told him.

"now that you're here, could you give me a hand with something?" he asked, pulling out a spray can from his trunk. "sure, i guess so," bruce shrugged. he walked over to stand next to the man, waiting to see what he needed help with.

however, the man just pulled out a whole flock of balloons and used then to cover bruce's face as he sprayed the unfamiliar substance into his mouth while bruce tried screaming out for help. the world slowly blurred as bruce lost consciousness. he was then thrown into the back of the van.

bruce awoke after god knows how long. he sat up in the rock hard mattress. bruce blinked a few times in attempt to make his surroundings stop spinning. he took in the molded, crusty walls and the rotted tile floor. the mattress was even covered with orange stains, and nailed to the ground.

bruce flopped back down on his back, taking  in what had just happened. he really got kidnapped. he wouldn't make it home in time. what was supposed to do now? how long would it be until he got murdered? bruce definitely wouldn't make it out of here alive if he kept his mindset how it was.

bruce's eyes darted up towards the door as he heard it unlocking, and quickly faked sleeping. something else was thrown onto the mattress, bruce could tell it was heavy. was it another person? bruce immediately darted up as he heard the door locking.

bruce gasped and covered his mouth with his hand as he realized who it was. it was vance hopper. he was laying entirely unconscious on the mattress. bruce quickly stood up and backed away. he was going to be stuck in that basement with vance hopper.

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yahoo firsr chapter 😛 this is gonna be a short story but ohhh wellll. first 2 chapters are just a background story how they got kidnapped so uh so yeah.

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