The Search

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~*Content warning: use of illegal drugs*~

Gamzee's POV

We got home in record time to find Kurloz, Latula, and Mituna waiting for us in the living room. Upon seeing us, my brother runs up and hands me the note. Yeah, that's her handwriting. I felt a surge and anger run through me, thoughts twisted in my head as I imagined the pain and suffering I'm going to put [Y/n]'s kidnapper through. A dark, sadistic laugh bubbled up from me. The couple on the couch started cowering but I didn't care. All I wanted was to find her, save her, and show the bastard that took her the true meaning of hell on earth. I was going to paint the walls with their bright blood and shower in their screams of mercy.

Before I could walk out the door by myself, I felt a pair of arms grab me and drag me further into the house. I started kicking and screaming. "You motherfuckers had better put me down, right motherfucking now!!" Kurloz scrambled ahead while Dad continued to drag me into my room and hold me down on the bed. Kurloz came back with an oxygen mask and held it on my face.

Kurloz's POV

I hated seeing my little brother get like this. It worried me but Dad taught me how to handle it. This insanity ran in the male blood of the family. Surprisingly enough, I was the only one without it. Dad learned to live with his but Gamz was still learning. So we use the same technique that's used to help keep our family's insanity at bay for generations. It's supposed to keep him calm for several hours at a time, until he learns to handle it himself. Our secret? Cannabis. Yep, an illegal drug. If he's sober, he's a murdering machine. But stoned? He's our lovable little idiot.

I placed the mask on his face and turned on the tank filled with cannabis vapor. This was usually used for times like this. Otherwise, Gamzee just gets stoned by himself. Slowly but surely, it took effect. Gamzee calmed down and relaxed so Dad let go of him. "Thanks..." He got up and walked out of the room. This was definitely going to be interesting.

Time skip and POV change!!

Gamzee's POV

We had been sitting for 2 hours brainstorming. And we came up with...nothing! We didn't know who took her, where, and why. This was gonna be harder than I thought. I got up and went outside to smoke a blunt. I didn't need to do it this often but it kept me occupied while I tried to think. My phone vibrated for the second time today. Pulling it out, I saw a text from Aranea, Vriska's older sister, asking if I've seen her. I was about to reply when I had a realization. I ran back inside and started yelling "IT WAS THE MOTHERFUCKING SPIDER-BITCH!" Confused looks were pointed at me before everyone understood. "Gamzee, get ahold of any of Vriska's friends, see if any of them heard anything from her. Kurloz, you do the same for the older generation." Dad started barking orders as we were already a step ahead.

While we were talking though, a head of red hair popped in through the doorway. "Excuse the intrusion but maybe I can help." The head belonged to Terezi. With her's and Vriska's on/off friendship, she could give us se insight. She walked in and sat next to Latula on the couch. "Why didn't I think of texting you, lil sis?" Latula laughed but Terezi didn't look amused. "This is serious business, Tula. Vriska called me before everything happened. She asked me if I wanted to help her with some 'fun' but I said no. I knew it wasn't anything good. It didn't click until Aranea asked me where the bitch was. Then I heard something about [Y/n] being gone." She explained that Vriska had given her a location to find her if Terezi wanted to help. Thank the messiahs she wanted to help us instead.

Kurloz had been sitting and staring at his drawing pad. I knew he was looking at his sketch. We need to find her. Terezi cleared her throat, catching my attention. "As I was saying, I want to go with you guys. Vriska is a bitch but she's still my friend. I want to see if I can change her mind." Dad nodded and stood. I guess I missed where she said Vriska was. No matter, I'd figure out when we got there. "Terezi, Kurloz, Gamzee, and I will go to this cottage and stop this nonsense. You too should go let [Y/n]'s foster mom know and keep her calm and from calling the police. We will find her and bring her home safe. Boys..., and Terezi, let's go." We all stood and walked out to the garage. With a smile on his face, Dad opened it to reveal his prized vehicle. A huge, modified Hummer with purple armor plating, bulletproof windows, and a hidden arsenal for emergencies. He only used this for special trips. We climbed in, me in the passenger and Kurloz and Terezi in the back. We sped out of the garage and down the highway Dad and I were on earlier. Soon enough, the cottage from earlier came into view.

Parked outside, we cautiously walked up and knocked on the door. On the third knock, the door noisily opened. Dad looked at us and went in first. He gave us a thumbs up and continued further. He walked into the small study, Kurloz and Terezi to the living room, and I to the kitchen. The whole place was furnished but the objects were old and haven't been used in ages. I glanced through everything carefully, as though whatever I touched might break from age. Five minutes went by and I searched the small kitchen thoroughly. That it until a small note, hidden in plain sight under a drawing on the fridge, caught my eye. I snatched it off and opened it and saw Vriska's feminine writing.

Oh Gamzee, I knew you'd find this. Terezi is soooooooo predictable. My friend and I decided to give you a shot at saving little [Y/n] but have some fun ourselves. You have less than 36 hours to find her, Gamz. Find her and we give her up and leave forever. BUT! If you don't, you lose her. Forever. Do we have a deal, Makara?

Maybe you should ask your dad for help. Or maybe,
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Your mother.

See ya, Gamzee :::;)



~Hahahaha the author strikes again!!! Suffer in pure agony until the next chapter!!! And if you're wondering, I'm not doing the reader POV for a reason. (mainly to keep you in painful suspense) Anyway, things are gonna get interesting so stayed tuned for the next chapter, coming sometime soon...MAYBE!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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