The Force

Hide and Seak.

Bea's pov

     I woke up tied to a chair. I looked around and realized I couldn't see.

    "You fuckers better not have broken my glasses!" I yelled. Everything was blurry but I could make out two people standing on my right and left. I frowned.

     "Now now calm down dollface," a voice said. It sounded familiar but I couldn't see his face. My chair was turned around facing what I thought was another chair. I frowned. "Don't recognize me?" The voice said. I frowned.

     "Maybe I would if I could see! Dumbass," I said mumbling the last part. The figure stood up holding something in their hand. With their other hand they slapped me across the face. Then they put the glasses on my face. I instantly recognized the face.

     "Zeke?" I said looking up at the man. He smirked.

     "I'm back baby!" He said walking around me.

      "What are you doing here? Didn't you get kicked out of the police academy?" I said confused.

     "Yes I did. But on that day I realized that the police force had no right to boss everyone around. They make their own rules. Then kick anyone out who defies them. But you. You were different. You were always the top in our class. You could have went to any squad you wanted but you chose 885. Why?" He said standing in front of me. I shifted in my seat. "Maybe it was because you had a friend their. Or maybe it was because of your father. The old police chief that officer Fong replaced!" He said. I frowned.

     "How do you know about my dad?!" I yelled. He laughed maniacally.

     "Oh Beatrice. Don't you recognize the symbols on the wall. The same symbol that the member who that old woman shot had tattooed on his body? The same symbol that was on the car that hit your motorcycle. I am the leader of this gang. And I am the one who killed your father," he said smiling.

     "You asshole!" I screamed. I ripped the rope off of my metal arm then used to to take the rest off. I jumped on him and started hitting him with all I could before I heard something.

      "Bea! Bea you okay?! Please answer us!" It was Luke. I still had my earpiece in.

     "Luke! Please you've got to get me out of here! I- mmmmph MMMMPH...." I said before passing out after the cloth covered my mouth again.

//3rd Person//

     As his goons dragged Bea off, Zeke rubbed his face.

     "We are going to have to do something about that metal arm...Pablo!" He said waving another man over.

     "Yes sir?" The man said. Zeke smirked.

     "Take off that metal arm of her's. Don't wreak it though. We can use the technology for something else..." he said. Pablo nodded and walked off the the room where they took Bea and went to work.

////Earlier Luke's pov///

     I was trying to work out how I could find Bea when I had a thought. Dr. Ziegler might have put a tracking device or something in that arm. I grabbed Jon's phone and called the hospital.

     "Graceway hospital how can I help you?" A voice said. It was a receptionist.

      "I need to speak to Dr. Ziegler. Please tell her that it is about her patient Beatrice," I said frantically. A couple of minutes later another voice picked up.

     "This is Dr. Ziegler what's happened with Bea?" She said.

     "We can't find her and I wondered if maybe you put some kind of tracking device in her arm?" I said.

      "Yes I did. She asked me to. She said it was in case anything happened to her," she said. "I will send you the tracking link right now," she said calmly.

     "Thank you so much," she told me how to use it and hung up. I pulled up the link on Jon's phone when we heard a voice on my phone. We never hung up after I called her so we could get more information. She sounded like she was yelling.

     "Bea! Bea are you okay?! Please answer us!" I said into the phone.

     "Luke! Please you've got to get me out of here! I- mmmmph MMMMPH...." she said before going silent again. I looked at the address and sent it to all of our officers.

     "Attention. We have a hostage situation at the address I just sent you all," I said. "Please report to that location as soon as possible!" I heard a scream on the other end and a laugh. "Brian, Craig, Brock we are going to need an ambulance. I think the hostage is injured," I said into my radio. Jon ran with me to my police car and carrying our phones.

    "Copy that!" More voices said.

     We're coming for you Bea.