Look-Alike (a Brendon Urie fanfiction)

My Lovelies, and Him

I was awakened roughly by a sharp pain in my back. I quickly turned to see what was causing the pain to find the same boy that had brought the tray with the syringe to the room I was in kicking me with steel toe boots on my back.

"Damnit kid!" I yelled.

"Oh if you think this hurts you're in for a world of pain dolly." He replied and walked out of the room. I noticed that the room I was in was larger and brighter than the one I was in before I fell asleep. I could actually see my surroundings thankfully. Along with that, I noticed that I wasn't alone and that I was seated on the floor instead of a chair.

I looked around and noticed seven other young adult women sitting in a circle around me. Two of them were asleep and the other four were awake. "You're the fresh meat, huh?" One girl with neon orange hair said in a monotone voice. Her arms and legs were all tied together in the same knot and she rested on her side in what seemed to be a very uncomfortable position. "I guess... do any of you have any idea where we are?" I asked with a shaky and nervous voice.

One of the women that also had dyed hair but unlike it all being one bright color, half was pink and the other half was black, spoke up to answer my question, "He hasn't said anything about where we are, but he did tell someone that we were in the middle of nowhere and that was all we needed to know." While she spoke, I noticed the slight gap in her front teeth and her heavy makeup that she wore. She was very small and thin and wore a vintage looking dress that looked like it belonged on a doll. Even though her fashion choice was a bit different she was still undeniably beautiful just like the girl with orange hair was. They both had symmetrical faces and were very attractive. Neither seemed to have any flaws and it made me a bit jealous.

"New girl, we're going to be here for a while so you might as well tell us your name." A girl with short red hair said. She was also small and thin and very pretty. She had an adorable British accent and cute little eyes. "Jane." I said. It was all I could manage to spit out. I was so nervous, confused, and scared that I couldn't bring myself to say anything else. The orange haired girl spoke, "Mine's Hayley." After her response the red haired girl spoke, "I'm Emma." The multicolored haired girl followed, "I'm Melanie."

"I'm Ashley" a girl with extremely short blue hair said, entering the conversation. I took a good look at her face, she had light skin and dark lips, she along with everyone else was very small and thin. Her arms were covered in beautiful tattoos and I easily became jealous again. However I hid it and smiled back in her direction.

"I-I'm Dodie" one girl said which directed my attention in her direction. She was the only one to speak that had natural hair. She had hair quite similar to mine, shoulder length and brown. She was a lot smaller than everyone else no matter how hard that is to believe. She looked terrified which let me to believe that she was brought here fairly recently. She was honestly adorable. She wore a bright yellow sun dress and large round golden glasses. She seemed like such a bright and happy person from her face down but her face seemed emotionally drained. Her eyes were puffy from the tears of worry she was shedding and it made my heart break even though I barely knew the poor girl. She looked younger than everyone else here.

"Who are the other two?" I asked, my voice still shaken. "The one with the blue highlights is Gabby and the one the short black hair is Savannah" Hayley said. My eyes drifted to the girl named Gabby, her face was wet which lead me to believe that she was recently crying, and she, like everyone else, was undeniably beautiful. She had an abnormally large nose, but she still looked adorable. She was sleeping peacefully which really confused me.

Then, my eyes went to Savannah. She had black hair cut into a bob and was also small. She was cute and pale and I felt like if I poked her, she would shatter. All these girls seemed small and fragile but at the same time beautiful. They were all adults but looked like they were 17 or 18.

"Rise and shine, my lovelies" I heard James call from the other side of a door as it creaked open. Dodie began to hyperventilate as he walked inside. Slowly we heard each of his steps as he walked from the door to the light switch and turned it off. I was once again blind and terrified. The only thing I could hear were James' footsteps and the heavy breathing of the other girls. "I have a surprise for you girls, before we start with our first game. Turns out, our friend Brendon Urie tried to rat me out. In fact, he was very close to proving his innocence. So how was I to solve this problem? Kill him? No."

He continues to walk around the room and kick girls at random.

"Threaten him? Too risky."

I felt his boot hit my back and I wheezed in pain as he continued around the room. "Ah, I know! Kidnap him and frame his escape! Then let him watch as I kill each of you slowly and painfully and scare the shit out of him! That will prove to him what I'm capable of and maybe he'll chose to stay in prison for me for the rest of his life. If not, I could always still kill him and flee the country. That would be a lot of work on my part but hey, at least I'll have my fun now. Ladies, may I introduce you to Panic! At The Disco lead singer and Kinky Boots star, Brendon Urie!"

The lights switched on and in the middle of the circle of girls was a beaten and unconscious Brendon Urie. He looked almost identical to James, minus the cuts and bruises, to the point where it was terrifying. "Once he wakes up, our first game will begin!"

Oh god.