Alouette

9 (Alouette pov)

My screams are muffled by the gag.

I didn't see my captor unfortunately. Didn't even get to see the outline and use my 'ability', it can only be one of a few people. Unless there are more out there somewhere.

This room is dark, damp, and scary. I don't need my eyes to know that.

I can hear the constant drip drop, of what sounds like leaky pipes, water hits the cold concrete floor.

Am I still on the island? I didn't know there was a place like this anywhere on it.

Footsteps.

Outside a door.

Light footsteps, probably a woman. Or very lightweight man.

The door screeches as its pushed open and she walks in.

No words. Just light. I can see again... I wish I couldn't.

In all my days I would never think that Ella would kidnap me. Something is not right here.

She still isn't talking. Something's wrong with her. Well obviously, she kidnapped me. But knowing Ella and the kind hearted woman she is she'd usually something like "I'm sorry but this had to be done."

No time for worrying though. Must find an escape route.

I was right. A very small concrete room with pipes hanging from the ceiling.

And a door. Bingo.

Crap. I didn't realize till now my wings are duct taped to my back. You think I'd have noticed but I have this throbbing pain on the back of my head carrying all of my attention.

So much for that plan.

New ideas new ideas. I rack my brain for different ideas in a matter of seconds I'm back to being blindfolded. Sitting in a corner.

How did I not notice what she was doing? Reinforcing my chains and adding another set.

Who was she going after next? My brother? My dad? ...Max?

They had to have noticed something was off by now. Its been several hours. They should be searching. I hope.

Maybe they don't even care though. I'm a stubborn teenager, and who needs more of those?

Just the thought of being stuck here forever brings tears to my eyes and soon enough the bandana is soaked. And the gag worked its way off with my constant movement.

It worked its way off. My mouth is free which means so are my teeth.

I start chewing at the duck tape holding my hands together. Once they are free I move to my legs.

12 minutes and 16 seconds later I am free. That's got to be some record in Max's book right?

My next move. A weapon. A pipe should be just fine.

I stand at the door awaiting the light footsteps again.