Chapter 17: Don't Scream

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Nico's POV

I was walking through the woods, I wanted to get away and I had found a way out of the grounds. Though as I walked further away things seemed to get quieter and I got a feeling that I had made a big mistake.
"Well look who we found!" A familiar males voice sneered, I whipped around to see the man in the mask, the girl behind him laughed.
"We've been hunting you down for a while, she wasn't happy that we had lost you." The played with something in her hands. I turned to run and started screaming but the girl through the thing in her hands and vines entangled themselves around me. I screamed for Will again but the girl covered my mouth and put a finger were her lips would be.
"Don't scream." The boy hissed and I blacked out.
When I found myself coming back to consciousness, I immediately felt something wasn't right. The dark of the room didn't help my blurry vision and the room smelled strongly of dirt.
I rubbed my eyes and blinked letting my eyes adjust, my nocturnal vision started to come back and I found myself in a room full of cages.
"Shit." I mumbled covering my face before remembering Harley.
I looked around.
"Harley?" I whisped, "Harley?" this time I said it a little louder.
"Hello?" a little boys voice called out.
"Harley its me Nico, I know your brother Leo, its going to be ok. I promise I will get us out of here." I could only promise, promises were weak, flimzy, and easily broken. Just like our chances of getting out of here. If I really knew we could I would swear it to him. But luckily he didn't know any of this.
There was a silence.
"Harley are you hurt? Where are you?" I tried to say calmly.
"No... A few bruises. I-I'm in a cage under the table in the corner of the room."
"Is there anyone else here?"
"A few but theres other rooms I saw them they brought me in." I heard the rustle of him moving position in his small cage.
"They didn't knock you out?"
"They did, but the effect wared of on me because of my pixie DNA."
"...then help me find us a way out of here."

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