Chapter Twenty Four

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So buckle down Dragon Army for Chapter Twenty-four!

A maniacal grin crosses Peters face, "I've waited so long for this day little brother." He stands in front of me with a loaded gun, twirling on his finger like a toy gun.

I try to cry out but my mouth is covered with duct tape, my hands and ankles also bound with tape. Peter  tilts his head to one side and then pulls a pen knife from his boot, dragging the sharp blade along the side of my bruised face. "Petey boy, just get it over with already, we have to be out of Greensboro before they realise he's missing."

Adrenaline fills my battered body when Alexander speaks. I thrash in my bindings, trying to loosen the tape, but I know that it's not any use. They also have rope under the tape as a double security with me. I whip my head back and forth. A hand grasps my head and wrenches my dark hair. I wince and squeeze my eyes shut, "Stop that boy." I force my eyes open and find myself face to face with Peter, his blue eyes boring into mine.

My whole body throbs in pain from my earlier 'Fun time' as Peter refered to it. I'm sure that at least three of my fingers are broken, multiple ribs. Peter already took his fist to my face many many times, assuring me a broken nose and two nice black eyes that'll form later.

I don't feel all of the pain due to the adrenaline pumping through my veins. I shake, I'm not sure if it's out of anger or fatigue.

Alexander sighs, "Just end his miserable existence Peter."

Peter turns his attention to Alexander, "Let me have this Alexander, I've been waiting so long for this moment."

"Come on, I already dealt with the other one, you deal with this one." Alexander walked over to Peter. "They won't be lasting much longer."

My eyes widen, he has Carly?! I try to move from the kneeling position Peter has forced me into. Alexander looks at me and laughs, "You're pathetic." He leans over and rips the tape harshly off my mouth, "Any last words before your ended by your own brother Ender?"

I look up at him with a death glar on my face, "You're a monster." I look over at my so-called brother, "You too." I spit out.

Alexander looked pretty pleased with himself, "Why thank you! I truely do try to strike fear in the hearts or others.

"What did you do to her." I demand, its not even a question. It's a statement made out of pure rage. "Where is Carlotta."

Alexander raises an eyebrow. At this point this is the Alexander show, Peter is a mere audience member. "So you want to know where she is?" He snaps his fingers, "Peter."

Peter grumbles something unintelligible then stalks off behind me and returning with a potato sack, dropping it on the floor.

Alexander bends over and unties the large sack and dumping out it's contents, my flame haired Carly. I struggle in my bonds to get closer, but ultimately fail when Peter's boot hits my stomach knocking all the air from my lungs. Thats gonna leave a mark later.

Carly blinks and I see the eyes I love so much. She pushes herself up with her bound hands. She doesn't have any duct tape, only rough rope. "Carly!"

Her eyes train on me and she tries to get closer, unable to say anything due to her taped mouth. Tears stream down her face.

Alexander grabs her by her hair, "Tut tut. Not so fast Carlotta. Time for you to watch."

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