F a i l e d

Kidnapped

..... this wait was too long. Sorry about that y'all. Anyway hiatus is over y'all!! Ive had the outline for this chapter forever ...oops

How are y'all by the way?

I think we need an update on how Chris is doing with that new identity don't you ;)

Recap:
So we found out that everything anyone knows about Dan's past isn't real. Dan has been switched a few times. But why do you think they had to switch him again multiple times?

Phil was Adrian's bully. Ummm switching is a thing. Oh yeah and Chris used a different identity with this high tech patch thing. And we now kind of have a back story for Connor. Why do you think he disappeared?

Chris's pov

2 weeks ago

"You've completely lost it!" Diego yells at me while attempting to get out of my grip, my hand tight around his neck. I could've ended it right there but no that's not how I wanted to kill him.

I wanted to use his knife. Quite ironic isn't it to be killed by your own weapon you've used to kill so many people. I wanted him to struggle and make this death last long.I feel it makes it all the better to be killed by your own weapon.

"Have I?" I ask almost laughing. Maybe I have lost it. Or maybe I've just been too scared to act on my thoughts.Maybe I never had any sanity at all. All the best people are crazy right?

  But lucky for him he left his knife at his hideout rather than his house which is where we are at the moment. Sighing I let go of his neck. "Aren't we all crazy though?" I ask laughing. Yeah I've lost it.

Present day

"What's up man?" Jace says pulling out a chair. How did he find  me? I haven't seen and or talked to him in 4 years.

"Wait....why are you here?" I ask him confused. For years we cut all contact with each other because of the people after him. He owed money and failed to deliver along with stealing weapons and tech from these people.

"I'm tired of hiding man. I can't just keep hidden forever. I'd rather get caught and killed than live my life hidden and fearful the entire time" He says. "Dude they wouldn't let you off that easy they'd not only catch you they would keep you and torture you for information" I tell him not fearful for him but fearful for the information he could leak about me. Also the information he has on the Human to Android project or the H.A.S (human. Android. Sentient) can not get out to anyone.

"I guess you're right but I don't want to do that" He sighs sadly. "Although I don't think we have to not talk anymore. Maybe not directly but text me man" he says standing up after sliding me a piece of paper across the table.  "Alright. I'll see ya mate" 

To: Blur
Im in the coffee shop on Bakers. Back table to the left

From: Blur
Give me 15 min

I order me a coffee and wait.

Phil's pov:
"What the hell man?!" I yell as someone grabs me from behind wrapping their arms around my waist and drags me behind an abandoned house. "Shut up you're going to blow our cover" the guy whispers harshly as he pushes my back against the old brick of the old bricks of the side of the house.

I take this to get a good look at him. He looks familiar but I can't quite place it. He's dressed in faded black jeans, a large wool coat with fluff on the hood with the hood up. He has brown hair and brown eyes, a more northern accent and about the same height as me.

"What the fuck dude?" I whisper back. "Okay we need to get you somewhere safe without getting caught easy" the guy mumbles more to himself than me.

"Okay who the hell are you and what the fuck are you doing? I ask while he digs through his bag. "My name is Hudson Lawley and I'm looking for something to disguise you until we get to the hideout" he responds briefly before sticking a beanie and dark sunglasses on me forcibly. He rummages through his backpack again before giving up and takes off his jacket handing it to me. His jacket is large and heavy it's black and has fluff at the hood. Him now being in a black fitted tee showing off his arms well.

"Hurry up and put this on we can't stay in one place for too long" he whispers harshly trying to help me put on the jacket. What the hell is this guys problem?

"Mate what the fuck?" I ask. What is happening? I need to get home. "Shut up i'll explain once we're safe" he harshly whispers before grabbing my arm with a tight grip and yanking me with him as he heads toward the empty parking lot behind the house. I stumble a bit but he doesn't seem to notice as he comtinues to drag me.

He brings me to the side of the parking lot where behind the rusty old dumpsters is a beat up truck that's a rusty colour and seemed to once be a baby blue judging by the small patches of peeling paint still attached to the truck. The rest of the world has hover cars but not on level one. We get actual cars.

Opening the passenger door he shoves me into the seat. I'm too much in shock of what's happening to really fight or respond but he doesn't care. He walks around to the driver side looking around paranoid. I wonder what's got him paranoid.

He starts up the car before telling me tsk buckle up. With that he pulls out from behind the dumpsters and heads down the road stiff and on alert the whole time. He doesn't seem to relax until we're in the middle of no where on a road that leads to god knows where. I take this chance to ask questions.

"Okay now what the fuck is happening? Who the fuck are you? And why the hell am I here?" I ask in practically one breath. He looks over at me chuckling. Is my confusion this funny? Why the hell is this guy laughing? "You seriously don't remember me Anderson?" He asks full out laughing now.

"W-what?! I dont even know you!" I exclaim