Crazy

Kidnapped

(Ok, I need oc's. Human oc's. Or fursona, I can convert, yes, Tom_is_awesome, I shall use Melody. (Lol she's super kewl), and anyone else, feel free to send them in! Message me and send me a picture, or describe them, descriptions must include hair color, whether it is dyed or not, eye color, skin color, favorite color, accessories, and prefered styles. Awesome! Thanks!)

Matt's POV

Surprisingly enough, I was the first one awake, I groaned, moving my hands to hold my aching head, but instead was met with the realization that my hands were tied together. I saw Edd unconscious beside me, Tim's limp body slumped against the wall. I rushed over to Edd, worried.

"Edd!", I said quietly, shaking him with my foot.

He slowly opened his eyes, still drowsy, "Ugh...M-Matt?"

"I don't know where we are! Are we in a car, or van?", I asked him.

Edd looked around, "Uh...Matt? I think we were kidnapped."

I started to cry, scared for my life. Edd came over, shushing me and letting me lean on him, as my hands were tied behind my back. He even managed to get them in front of him to hold my hands for me! Then I realized he was untying me. I untied him and we hugged.

The van stopped and a bright light filtered in, blinding us momentarily. Two shapes came in, getting our hands and dragging us out, another shape grabbing Tim and hoisting him over his shoulder.

"Tim! Edd!", I shouted.

The person holding me growled, "Shut up."

I did, looking over at Edd. The man holding him had two bangs of hair hanging over his ears, the rest in a feminine sort of bob. His eyes were an ocean blue, and he was significantly taller than Edd, but probably shorter than Tim. The man who had Tim was a few inches taller than me, with indigo eyes, a purple, red, and orange hairdo, dyed like a sunset. He was dressed similarly to the man holding Edd, in a blue uniform, a red turtleneck underneath, buttoned up to his mid-chest, a mint green bow ties around his neck. It seemed faded, and well loved. He easily hoisted Tim over his shoulder, leading the way to a series of large buildings, smaller ones, which looked like small houses, lined up around them.

We were lead into the tallest building, a tower colored a pale red. We stepped into an elevator, going up a few floors and exiting into a elaborate room, a man with devil horn-like hair sitting at the desk, working on papers. He stood up.

"Hello my friends!", he said in a thick Norwegian accent.

I cocked my head, "Todd?"

"Tord.", he corrected, rolling his eyes.

Edd frowned, "What are we doing here?"

"The blue army is after you three, especially Tom, and if I let them catch you, then that's a very strong weak point I don't want to be targeted.", he said.

I beamed, "You do care!"

"I only brought you two along because Thomas would not cooperate if you weren't here with him, so basically, make yourselves at home. Your things are here, Paul and Patryk will lead you to your rooms.", he said.

We were lead back down the elevator again, Paul and Patryk untying us. I looked back, I really hope Tim is okay.

~No one's POV~

Tord nodded to Jay as he left, you had to feel sorry for him, he had to leave his wife in London, and she was killed by the blue army, the only thing he had left of her was the bow he always wore around his neck. Tord had watched people make fun of it, and then minutes later being rolled into the hospital wing. Not even Tord dared to tease him for it.