Kidnapped

Lab Rats

AN: Hey guys, I'm sorry that this is so short, it's just Kayla's POV because that's all we have written and we havn't updated in a while so I figured better this than nothing. Anywayss we'll probably update a lonnnggerrr chapter on friday!(: So...here ya go!

“In all fair honesty,” I said after the guy had continued to stare at us for thirty seconds, “Your best friend shot my boyfriend so I mean, we’re even, right?”
    “Yeah, but I didn’t die...” Harry mumbled.
    I smacked him, “Not helping.”
    The guy just glared. He was scary looking, around twenty-ish with short jet black curly hair (it wasn’t a match for Harold’s) and dark, creepy blue eyes. “I will not kill you.”
    Marisa sighed, “Ohhh good. Because I am really looking forward to my wedding day and stuff.”
    “....Yet,” he added, making us all pale.
    “So,” Liam said, moving over to a chair and sitting down on it. Marisa walked over and sat on his lap, while Harry and I continued to lean against the wall together. “What exactly does your company do?”
    Suddenly, the door swung open and Jean walked in.
    Dester ignored him. “We’re called The Bullets. Because Bullets are, as your friend Harry knows well, unstoppable and impossible to dodge. Just like us. We do quite a lot actually. If you ever heard of some random disappearance with no lead, it’s most likely our work. We steal, we sell, we kidnap, we do everything. We’re the biggest criminal company currently in the world.”
    “We’re also number one on the most wanted list,” the guy answered. “By the way, my name is Quad.”
    “Okkayyy Quad, well what are you working on now?” Harry asked. Our shoulders touched on the wall.
    “Right now we are studying how the teen brain works. We plan on getting babies from their homes in about six months and making them into the perfect soldiers, as we are low on people that we can rely on and trust. However, it seems that the most rebellious faze of the human body is teenage years, and we need to make sure that once that babies reach this stage that they don’t, well, rebel. In order to do that, we need actually teens to experiment on. That would be you,” Quad finished.
    “So you’re basically using us as lab rats?” Liam asked.
    “Pretty much,” he stated. “Experimenting starts tomorrow. We’re going to test your...well, hormones. We’ll put you in awkward situations, romantically, friendship wise, family wise, all that chaz.”
    “Will it be...real?” Maria asked. “Or an illusion?”
    Quad laughed, “Oh, honey, everything is an illusion. Everything. You’ll see in the morning. Now, go get some sleep.”
    We all walked out of the room, kind of freaked out. “That was weird,” Harry said. “What does he mean? Is he actually gonna get our families? And what the hell romantically? He can’t like make us...”
    “We get it, Harry,” I said, eyeing him and fighting back a smirk.
    “Whatever, let’s just go to bed,” Liam said, “Whatever happens tomorrow, I bet it’ll be hard.”