Ch.7: Captured

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Mitch's POV

I wake up, chained to a wall in a dark cell.

"Great." I mumble.

"Good to see you too Biggums." I hear Jerome's voice.

"Jerome? I can't see where are you?" I ask looking around the dark cell.

"I'm next to you." he says.

"Can you see anyone else?" I ask.

"No, but there are other cells around us." he replies.

"How many?"

"There looks to be about three in front of us."

"Okay. Can you see Sky or Seto?"

"Not from where I'm sitting."

"Can you smell them?"

I hear him sniff the air.

"I don't smell them, but I do smell a lot of squids." he replies.

I sigh and lean my head against the wall.

"I hope they didn't get them." I mumble.

"Oh we haven't yet, but we will very soon." Nega Squid's voice booms in my ears.

I wince and cover my ears with my hands.

The lights flicker on and Nega Squid appears in front of our cell.

"You'd better not hurt my friends." Jerome growls.

"Or what? are you going to charm me to death? your nothing but a mutt." He spits.

"He's a Bacca first of all and second, he could slash your eyes out before you could even yell mommy." I shoot back.

He chuckles sinisterly.

"True but I can have him as a pet with one twitch of a muscle."

I glare at the squid.

"I'm untamable, no one can control me." Jerome declares with a low growl.

"Things can change in a matter of seconds." The squid warns, then leaves the room.

I hear a groan from another cell then a gasp.

It was Ian.

"SSundie what's wrong?" I ask.

"M-my glasses." he grunts.

I could tell he was struggling but I couldn't see what he was doing.

"Who's in the cell with you?" I ask.

"Q-Quentin." he manages to say.

"Quentin wake up!" Jerome yells.

Quentin gasps.

"What's wrong with Ia- oh no!" he exclaims.

"Try to keep him calm and focused." Jerome instructs.

I hear shuffle and soft mummers coming from the cell next to ours, which I'm assuming is theirs.

"Why can't the squids leave us alone?" I ask no one.

Jerome sighs.

"At least Adam and Seto are safe and can get us our of here."

"True."

"Mitch, Jerome is that you?" I hear Jason's voice say.

"Hey Jason." Jerome says.

"Where's everyone else?" he asks.

"Either in a cell, out side and free, or we don't know." I respond.

"Who's in the I don't know category?" Jason asks.

"Ty." Jerome replies.

"Oh..." He trails off.

"Guys, Ian's loosing it. He can't hold on for much longer." Quentin's worried voice says.

"Just stay away from him, maybe 'he' won't notice you when 'he' comes out." Jason suggests.

I hear shuffling again and a groan.

"Here comes the Derp." Ian says in a derpy and demonic voice.

I shiver.

In all of my time knowing Ian, I have never seen his derpy side but I always knew it was bad news for everyone around him.

"Where is everyone?" it says.

We keep quiet, not knowing what it can do.

"Come on guys, I just want to play."

Jerome moves in his chains, causing them to rattle a little.

"I know there's someone in here."

"Now is not the time, Derp." Nega Squid says, re-entering the room.

It had someone in it's tenticals.

It throws the person in Jason's cell and walks over to Ian's cell.

"Ryan!" Jason gasps.

"What's wrong Jason?" I ask.

Jerome sniffs the air and his face twists in disgust.

"Squid." he mumbles.

"They did something to Ryan, I don't know what but he's out of it." Jason says.

"We gave him a little... medicine." Nega Squid says.

"If you turn him into what Sky was I swear I will personally slit your throat." I threaten, running as close to the iron bars as possible with my cuffs.

"Squidlox! bring our Canadian friend to the squidinator." Nega Squid yells.

A squid version of Ty walks into the cell and unlocks my cuffs.

"No!" Jerome yells.

"Shut up before you join him." Nega Squid growls.

I struggle against the squid's grasp as it drags me out of the room.

"I'll miss you biggums!" I yell as I catch my last glance of my best friend.

"You'll get to see them soon." the squid whispers into my ear.

I struggle even more, knowing what I had in store for me when we got to the 'squidinator.'

"You will not get away with this." I growl.

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