Slaughter and Savior

Chapter 9: Smooth Sailing

Toby's P.O.V.
We walked out of the room one by one. It was too bright to see at first but when our eyes adjusted, what we saw was unbelievable. "WE'RE ON A SHIP!" Ben shouted. "How did we even get here?" Jack asked. "It must've been that man who knocked us out!" I nodded. "What was his name again?" We all thought about it for the sec. "Oh, I remember! His name was Troy! Someone called him on the phone but it didn't seem like he was there. After we answered the call, he knocked us out." Ben threw up. "I'm seasick!" I rolled my eyes. "Does anyone know what part of the ship we're in?" " It looks like we're at the main deck," Clockwork said. "That room we were just in must've been the cabin." I chuckled. "Doesn't look like a cabin to me." Then we heard a voice. "The prisoners have escaped!"

That moment, we were all thinking the same thing: Run. We each split up in different directions. I reached for my hatchets when I remembered that they're missing. The only thing we can do now is use a potion and those are with Mr. Seasick. "We need to find Ben!" I looked behind me to see a man in a black suit chasing me, and it wasn't Slender. He pulled out a gun and started shooting at me. "Are you kidding me?!" I tried dodging the bullets. Suddenly, I felt something hit me in my arm. "Hey!" I pulled out the bullet and ran faster. I turned left, dodging another bullet.

I found a set of stairs. I kept sprinting 'till I reached the top. To my disappointment, there was nothing but another door. No other option. I went for the door. Then, I grabbed the doorknob. "C'mon, c'mon!" It opened up. "Yeah!" I ran inside, slammed the door shut and locked it. Just when I thought I was safe, I heard gunshots. He's trying to shoot down the door! After a while, it stopped. I stood up shakily. Okay, so we're on a giant boat that's going who-knows-where, we can't find our weapons and to top it all off, there's some psycho chasing after us. I can't believe it. We've been captured. In a day. We're the Creepypastas! We should be the one capturing them! I've never felt so powerless.

Wait. We are the Creepypastas. We were trained for years to be masters of stealth and assassination. We can get out of any situation! Courage back in my body, I thought about finding a way out. So, in the room there's a table, a lamp a chair, a framed photo, a lightbulb, a crack in the wall and.......a vent! That could be a way out! But, that man could find it and use it to get in here too. And even if he doesn't, that door won't hold on forever. I need something to attack him with if I run into him. The table had drawers. Maybe there's something useful in there. I pulled them open. A book. No. A bunch of papers and files. Nope. A dart board. Why? I checked for the darts. Nothing. "Ooh, what do we have here?" Pocket knife. Exactly what I needed. I tried it out on the book and the blade fell out instantly. "Rusty." I threw it on the floor and punched the hanging picture in the wall.

I examined my hand. Glass shards stuck to it. Then I looked at the floor. More glass. Sharp, sharp glass. "Idea..." I picked up one of the shards. I cut the book into two with it. "Perfect." I got the chair and positioned it against the wall where the vent was. Suddenly, I heard the sound of something cutting through metal. The door. He's cutting open the door. How is he even doing that?! Doesn't matter. It's time to get out of here. I hopped on the chair and reached for the vent. The door was halfway to being cut apart. "Hurry up, Toby! You can do it!" I said to myself. I removed the vent cover before climbing in and putting it back on. I was able to fit in nicely. "Okay, now it's time to find the others."

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Troy's P.O.V. 
The door split apart. "Where are you, you little punk?" I kicked aside the door. He wasn't in here. "Sneaky." I left the room. I wonder if the other guys had any luck. I decided to recruit with them. I pulled out my walkie-talkie. "I lost him. How about you guys?" One of them spoke up. "We caught only one of them. And my, is she pretty. I heard a feminine voice scream. "Let me go! You freaks! Just wait until he finds you! He'll kill you!" I chuckled. "She sounds feisty." I walked out of the room. "I'll meet you back at the main deck. We can continue the search from there. And bring that lovely lady of yours with ya."

"Roger that." I walked towards the main deck. Where could that low-life be? He couldn't just vanish into thin air. And I don't think that there's another way to get out of there other than that door. I shook off the feeling. When I reached the main deck, I already saw my team mates waiting for me. There was someone else there too. A lady. She was tied up and a rag was stuffed in her mouth. She had red hair, a blue jacket with a tank top and boots. But what unnerved me about her were her eyes. Firstly, the left one was green. But the right one wasn't an eye at all. It was a clock. And the corners of her mouth were full of stitches.

"So, this is Little Ms. Feisty?" She kicked me. "Hey, watch it!" I slapped her cheek. She growled. "What's up with her eyes?" They looked at me. "When we saw her eyes, we were as creeped out as you were. But after looking at her records, her name is Natalie." Suddenly, her eyes widened and she spit out the gag. Then, she faced my partner and kicked him so hard that it made him lose his balance.

"NEVER SAY THAT NAME AGAIN!" I kicked her in the stomach, which moved her backwards a bit. "Shut up." I kicked her again. I pointed to my other team mate. "You, watch over this demon. I'm gonna go find the other prisoners. Oh, and help your buddy over there." With that, I left them to handle themselves and continued the search for the rest of the prisoners. I still wonder where that guy with the goggles went. Then, it dawned on me. In the ship, there are 3 rooms with vents. The kitchen, the cabin, and the captain's room. The captain's room. That's where I last saw him! He must have used a vent!

I turned behind me to head towards the room when I saw him carefully lurking behind me. "You!" I chased after him again. "Hey, fellas? I'm gonna need some backup. One of you get here right now!" I shot a bullet at the escaping prisoner. Then I stopped when I saw my partner in front of him. He looked behind himself to wonder why I stopped. I smiled at him. When he looked back in front of him, my partner punched him in the face, knocking him out.