Not All YouTubers Are Human {1}

Chapter 7

Jack's P.O.V
She had been gone for a while so I decided to check on her. I had asked some members of the stage crew that were just cleaning up before heading home if they had seen her. Only one had an answer, she was at the bus putting her gifts away. I caught up with the guys and told them that I was going to find Echo and that I would catch up with them later.

When I reached the front doors and walked out onto the parking lot, the bus slightly rocked and soft noises could be heard if you listened very closely. I didn't know what was going on until the doors bursted open and Echo came running out, screaming my name. I looked at her with concern, so I started running towards her. I could have saved her had I saw the giant man that came hurdling at her, sweeping her off her feet and carrying her over his shoulder. I could have warned or alerted her, I could have saved her. It doesn't matter, this burly man was kidnapping her and I'm staring after them like a fucking dumbass.

I jolt back into reality and sprint after them, slowly picking up speed and closing the distance. Where is everyone? Where are the witnesses, the police on patrol, the security guards. No matter, I'll be the one to save her. She continued on screaming and yelling, but why she didn't thrash confused me. The man weaved in and out of the tall buildings, heading towards the city. I huffed, trying to muster up a burst of speed, good god I was out of shape. I mimicked his movements and picked the best route to close the distance, but ended up picking the wrong one and losing them both quickly. I stopped and looked around, hoping to hear a scream but to no such avail.

I pulled my phone out of my back pocket thankful it hasn't fallen out, and called Mark's number. "Mark? Call the police."

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Echo's P.O.V
Jack had been running after us for some time now, constantly flashing in and out of view. He always appeared back until a minute ago. A tear slipped down my cheek, sliding down and eventually got lost to the concrete, and with it my hope. I lowered my head, lacking hope and energy.

"Why didn't you just kill me then and there?" I asked softly, there was no denying it. The man carrying me is a hunter too.

"Not here." Was all he said before silence returned.

I looked down at my arms that were draped over the mans shoulder. I stared hard at it until I managed to move my finger, the paralizying stuff was wearing off. I waited a moment before skillfully elbowing the man in the back of the head, knocking him out. He dropped like a rock, and I would feel bad for him if he were a werewolf Hunter. I push myself off the ground, hoping that I took long enough to finally move my leg. I smile as I lift myself off the ground and I sprint in the opposite direction we came. I heard police sirens so I quickly run back to take a picture of the man. But when I looked over, he was gone.

"What?" I muttered, then look around turning. When I had turned a full 180°, the man was right behind me.

"Say goodnight." He said then jabbed a needle in my neck, knocking me out like a light.

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Bob's P.O.V
Wade, Mark, Ken and I were just about to enter the signing location when Mark got a phone call. He answered it and shortly after his face fell into sadness.

"Oh, okay bye" was all he said.

"Well? What's wrong?" I asked stepping towards Mark.