Black Death (MiniCat)

Chapter 15- Rescue Mission

Lui's/Squeaker's POV

We quietly made our way into the bar. "How are we sure this is where he's keeping Craig?" Evan whispered. A scream was heard throughout the building. "Does that answers your question?" I asked. "Pretty much..." Evan stated with a shrug of his shoulders. We continued through the building. "Guys, let's use the vents! We need to be careful since we don't have any weapons!" Brian whispered/said while pointing to a vent that was already busted open. We nodded as we all crawled in one by one. I heard another scream, but this time it was louder. "We're getting close." Delirious informed us. I sighed. It's so fucking crowded in here! Brian stopped at another vent except it was facing downwards. He looked through in horror. "That dude is fucking insane..." He muttered. "What do you mean? Lemme see." Brock asked from in front of me. Brian moved out of the way so Brock could look into the room. He covered his mouth and quickly moved out of the way. While doing so he accidentally banged his food against the side is the vent. "Who's there?!" The man called out. He grabbed a knife and walked out of the room. "Now's our chance!" I stated as I carefully removed the vent gate.  I slipped out of the vent followed by the rest of the guys. The scene  down here looks completely different from up in the air vents. There was blood everywhere. Pictures of the mans past victims covered the walls. The ground was littered with broken beer and wine bottles. Mini looked different from down here too. The cuts were more visible and he was barely awake. Jonathan grabbed a piece of broken glass from the floor and used it to untie Craig. He stood up and stumbled a little. He rubbed his wrists and looked around at us. He chuckled a little and started leaning.  Me and Vanoss caught him before he could fall over. "Damn... All ten of you are here!" Mini giggled. "Dude, there is only five of us." I stated. "Wait, wah? But there is like two of each of you so there has to be like... Fifteen people here!" Craig said with a confused expression on his face. "What did he do to you?!"  Brian questioned. "Escape now! Questions later!" Brock ordered as al of us, other than Mini, pulled ourselves back into the air vent. We had to lift Craig into the vent since he's oblivious to what's going on. We had to practically drag Mini out of the bar since he couldn't hardly stand up straight.  We left the area as fast as we could and walking back to our base. We walking in and placed Mini on the couch.  Nogla and Marcel carried Tyler into the room and placed him beside Mini. "Woah! Your shirt is all red and squishy looking!" Craig exclaimed. Tyler glared at us and gave us the 'Dafuq is wrong with him' look. "We don't know what happened to him." I stated while looking directly and Wildcat. "He's citing like he drank ten six packs of beer!" Tyler pointed out. "Did they drug him?" Marcel asked. We all turned out heads to him and he tree his hands up in surrender. That's so cute! Wait, what... "Let me re-phrase that... What did he drug him with?" Marcel corrected himself. "We don't know, we're planning on asking Craig." Jonathan spoke up. "Do you really think he is gonna give us a solid answer in the state he's in right now?" David questioned. "Not right now, but whenever the buzz wears off he will." Brock replied. "How long will it take?" Marcel asked. "That depends on the drug. Although, most drugs usually take a day to pass through the system." Jonathan informed. "Well... I quests we just wait then..." Tyler said. We all sighed and got comfortable.

(I'm planning on putting in a ship for Nogla so he won't be lonely. I'm thinking of SilentNogla/DaithiDeDroidd, but I want you guys to help me out. Now excuse me as I rise off into the sunset on my fabulous rainbow butterfly kittycorn! :3)