No monologue?

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Iris' P.O.V

     My head was throbbing, I almost wanted to go back to being unconscious. I fluttered my eyes open and everything I saw was blurry. When my vision returned I saw that I was in some metal hide out factory thing. The ceiling was probably about thirty feet tall and had walkways everywhere. I heard grinding, burning, sizzling, and bubbling sounds. I didn't see anyone so I decided I should probably skedaddle. I went to stand up but I was held down by a big metal  chain. How did I not see that before? I wondered. It went all the way around my waist several times and it bound me to a metal pole up against the wall. "Look who's awake?" A man said as he walked over to me. He was bald and wore wire framed glasses. Like the man at my apartment, he wore dark clothing and tight leather boots. "So who are you?" He laughed at my question. "Shouldn't you know that already?" He said as he turned his head. "You have been studying us for weeks." As he spoke four other people came and stood around him. Three other guys and one girl to be exact. They all wore dark clothing and tight leather boots. I'm sensing a theme here. At least now I know who they are.

     "Oh I know who you are! You guys are that musical group, One Direction." He looked confused. "What?" The tall muscular guy asked. "Oh sorry my bad, you guys are the Furious Five, like from the cartoon." They all stared at me like I was in idiot. "Excuse me?" The girl asked. "Wrong again, my head is just a little fuzzy from that blow dart aren't you the Suic-" Then the bald man with the wire framed glasses cut me off. "We are The Five Ferocious Fighters!" He yelled as he leaned over in front of my face. I knew that the whole time but I just wanted to mess with him a little. "My name is Arthur, the tall man over there is Brundon. The man at the computer's name is Caleb, and you have met Diego. Lastly the lady's name is Eve." I looked at each person and tried to match the names with the faces. 

     "Brundon? Don't you mean Brandon?" He shot my a funny look. "No I mean Brundon, I mean what I said! If I didn't mean Brundon why would I say Brundon?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know, I have just never heard that name before. Plus sometimes people mess up their words you never know." He scrunched his eyebrows. "Well it's actually a pretty popular name. Are you trying to disrespect my brother? You think you are so smart with your zip up hoodie and, and, and your flannel cotton pants?" I squinted my eyes in confusion. "What?" He didn't answer me. "Well I'm not buying it! You reporters think you have everything figured out but you don't! You don't even know my brother's name!" I decided to give up there, this man made no sense. "Okay so what exactly do you want with me?" He laughed like I had just asked a stupid question. "What do you think this is some movie where I am going to give you a whole monologue about what my plan is?" Suddenly the tall guy, 'Brundon' spoke up. "Our plan!" His voice was very high pitched, it surprised me and I couldn't help but laugh a little. Then Arthur became sheepish. "Right, our plan. Not my plan our plan." Then he went back to being all tough. "The point is, you aren't getting any information out of us Ms. reporter." I just smiled a little. "You forget, getting information is what I do for a living." He turned his head a little and said, "Then tell me. What 'information' have you gotten from me? Hmm? None!" I glanced at the floor and then looked straight into his eyes. "Well I know that you are a gang of reckless criminals who usually don't clean up after themselves which means that there is a lot of evidence back at my apartment. I also know that you need me for something because if you didn't then I would be dead right now but you can't kill me until you get what you need. I also know that because this is some sort of factory, you are most likely building some weapon of mass destruction. The last thing I know is that because you are siblings you often fight over who gets to be the leader of the team." I could see that in his eyes he was scared because everything that I just said was absolutely true but he tried to play it off with an evil grin."You better shape up!" I said. "Did you just. Quote 'Grease'? As a threat. Against me?" I nodded my head and smiled at his flabbergasted face. 

     "Well you seem pretty brave, but I would not be so brave if I were you. We do have the upper hand here and so far no one has come looking for you." I knew that wasn't true, I could almost feel Barry and Cisco trying to get my location at that very second. "Well, obviously you left enough behind for them to locate me. I'm not the one you need, you need someone who will come and find me. That someone being the Flash." He was filled with rage when I said that name, he got up in my face so much that I could feel the heat of his breath. "The only reason you're still alive is because the Flash cares about you so much that he has gone out of the way to save you on multiple occasions. It won't be long until he arrives and when that happens, you'll be just like all the other reporters who have tried to tell the world about us." I spat in his face. He stepped back in anger and wiped my saliva off his face. "I would be more grateful if I were you. Come on Diego, let's go get find the fastest man alive." My heart filled with worry as I watched them walk off. It's okay Iris, Barry can beat those guys. He will be just fine! 

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     About an hour later I heard the door to the hideout fling open. My heart was filled with joy! Barry! I craned my neck and saw someone come around the corner, then all my hope was lost. I saw Diego and Arthur drag the Flash in by his cowl. Luckily I saw no blood but he wasn't conscious and Diego had an evil grin on his face. "What did you do to him?" I demanded. Arthur just looked at me and slid Barry next to me. "Same thing we did to you." He finally said. That's good, that means they only shot him with a blow dart. Still, my poor Barry. Unconscious on the ground because of me. If only I had dropped that story. I wanted to reach down and give him a hug but I was restricted by the chains. 

     Brundon came over with a chain and chained Barry up on the pole next to me. He hung his head unconsciously and let out a moan. "Tick Tock Ms. West." Arthur said. Then he walked over to his buddies. Barry please wake up!

Heyyyyyyyy......... he.... he.......So I know I said the last chapter would be the last glum one but this one became too long and if I added the good stuff then it would be SUPER DUPER long soooo.... yeah..... also I am writing these in advance because I'm going to be on vacation and I will have no writing time. I will be posting them while on vacation(if I don't forget) I just have to write them all in advance :) So when you read this it will be like you are reading my work from the past! I won't be posting on Sunday because I won't have time :(

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