Kierious!

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Long time no see, huh? Yeah I apologize, I really need to update. Anyways I've read tons of Spy School fan fics and love all of them!! Keep writing! Anyway I think 9th grade science is bullshit, but whatever. BTW I don't care for the Ashley and Warren stuff, so they aren't dating. Have a great day, and pray for the recovery of the Grape who underwent surgery! Thoughts and prayers!

I do not own these characters, Stuart Gibbs does.


 Ben

"Alexander!" Somebody growled and he jolted awake next to me. He rubbed drool off his face and also patted off my bear shoulder. I really need to find some better clothes.

He shivered and I stood up "Take me instead." I called out and I heard laughing. I looked down at Alexander who simply sat on his knees cowering, like a lost dog. 

"No! Ben, I've been through worse, the Russians." He muttered his voice scared.

"Those stories are fake!" I growled back and he whimpered, walking towards the door. It cracked open and I looked at my friend. Arms grabbed me and yanked me up. I yelped in surprise as they carried me away. I couldn't see anything and I heard Alexander calling out to the guards, offering to trade Bitcoins for me.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

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"Where is she!" Chip growled slapping me across the face. I spit blood and growled "I have no idea." He snickered in a way that he knew where she was, as if he's toying with me. 

"Then if you don't know, then you'll take her punishment." He smiled a grin spreading across his face like peanut butter. Not the crunchy kind, but the smoooooth one. Yeah, in case your wondering I'm a creamy PB fan.

Then, for the third time I got dragged to a different room. Chip fingered something and I couldn't tell what it was. No! Do not take that dirty, you nasty minded people. Well I guess I understand it...

"Hundreds of years ago they knew their torture. Like the back of their palm. It has always interested me, so I'd like to try it to you. Is that alright." At the last sentence he laughed. Jesus Christ this isn't some Criminal Minds episode. What has gotten into this kid? 

"No." I managed to gasp out. Why would anyone want to torture someone. Glancing over to my right I caught someone wearing white rush past. Then I looked at the right side corner smiling at the camera. Something is going on, some sort of test perhaps.

"Too bad." He grinned lashing out with the object, I put my hands up. Leather burning across my hands. My skin torn and bleeding, Chip lashed again and I stumbled to my left. It cracked, just missing my face.

"Jesus Chip, just stop." I cried as it hit my face. Just barely missing my eye, and hitting the skin next to it. That defiantly was going to scar, and maybe it'd give me a bad boy look, rawr.

"Tie him down." He growled and I choked back a sob. Guards rushed out pushing me to the ground and tying me up. I tried to fight back but 4 against one wasn't fair. I know, I know no need to give me the whole 'Life isn't fair thingy.'

As soon as they tied me Chip cracked it again. Pain seared in my back. I cried out as he struck me again, and again. All I could do is whimper in pain, and shout in pain and anger. I didn't like be useless, and I lashed out trying to fight. Show the whip isn't going to hurt me, but in reality, it really hurt. 

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They untied me and I crumpled to the ground. Chip lifted and threw me against the wall.

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