{Chilled's POV}
My head is killing me.
"What the hell happened?"
I open my eyes and see that a burlap sack has been placed over my head. "What the fuck is going on?" I think to myself.
As I regain my senses I realize that my hands and feet are bound. I try to squirm my way out of my restraints, kicking something in the process. I can hear a slight groan.
I remember now. The briefcase. Being kidnapped. Getting Drugged. Tortured. Ze's hand getting cut off. All of it.
Where is everyone? Smarty? GaLm? Ze?
"Ze?" I whisper quietly in the direction of the groan.
"No, you just kicked me." Smarty said in a tired and annoyed voice.
I try and feel around me with what little mobility of my hands I have. Within a minute or so I feel a cold metal hook that replaced Ze's hand. "Ze, buddy, wake up." I say as i lightly shake his arm.
As I wake Ze up. I can hear what I believe to be GaLm regaining consciousness.
Suddenly, Ze takes in a sharp breath and I can tell hes awake.
"Do you guys have any idea where we are?" Ze asks quietly.
"I think we're in some sort of truck or van." Smarty replies.
Just as Smarty says this the doors of the van swing open and the scent of gasoline and fire sweep over us.
And then I hear the strike of the match.
(A/N Hi guys! So this is the prologue for an 11 part story based off of the Youngblood Chronicles by Fall Out Boy. This is also my first published story so any feedback would be very appreciated! Thank You!)
----Ashley
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The Derp Crew Chronicles
FanfictionZe, Chilled, Smarty, and GaLm find a briefcase in which holds something that could lead to success for the four of them. But they aren't the only ones who seek the power within the briefcase. Many powers come to rise up against our heroes. They go o...
