Kidnapped (Completed)

Capture

The fire in the house raged on, the heat baking my skin. All of us were scared and alone in the house.

"Your not walking out of here!" Woody screamed at us. He was carring something. The fire blazed high behind him, and the metal he held shimmered brightly; an axe. We screamed as he came running over and threw up the axe to swing when all of the sudden part of the ceiling fell.

"We have to get out" Vicky called to us. Her hazel eyes shown brightly with a familiar realization. She was awake from the brain wash obviously. We raced through the house to the back door. All of the sudden there was an awefull creaking noise. The floor around the door fell with Lily. Her scream echoed up as she screamed in fight, pain, and fear. I wasn't close enough to saver her either. None of us were fast enough, nor close enough... except Amynda. Agressive, jelouse, selfish old Amynda who I'd first met. Now there was this carring, generous, kind, self-sacrificing girl. 

Amynda yelled in furry and rage, "YOUR NOT DIEING ON MY WATCH!" Amynda was the oldest and now was acting like what we could consider a real big-sister. Lily's arm was burnt and had little splinters of wood embeded in it. Her arm had a thin coat of dried-blood, dirt, and ash over the burnt skin. 

"Your safe little o-" Amynda's words turned into horrified shrieks. The entire kitchen floor was collapsing down into the basement which was nothing, but a burning hell; literaly. 

"NO!" I cried, but strong arms kept my from diving off after her. I was pulled into a tight embrace as I sobbed mournfully.

"Enough crying girl, snap out of it" a cold voice snapped at me. I looked up at William, my already burnt, red face heated up more if that was possible. He began to pull me out of my shocked condition. I nodded my head and again we raced through the burning house. The backdoor was out of it, the basement door, and now the front door.

"U-up" gagged David who was being dragged by Samuel. Vicky and Joey were no where to be seen, it was possible they'd been burnt to death. We were not upstairs, parts of the floor broken, fallen, or aflame. I hopped from one wooden plank to the next. Behind me Suzan screamed as she fell right through a burning board; however she was caught by Bill and Bryce. Her ignited body was lifted up. Bill put the fire out with his own large, fat hands. They were now burnt bright red. Though the house we continued running. We'd lost Vicky, Joey, Amynda and now more. David had been lost; Bryce, Joan, and Lily. I reached the top floor. There was a room unburning; hot and stinky. William, Bill, Samuel, and Suzan were beside me now. Bill was a strong man, but he was weak now. His large fists struggled to break the glass even with all of us struggling with him. Finaly it had broken. The hot, sharp glass cutting our hands as it broke into little bits. We turmbled down from the third floor to the ground. I screamed in pain as my right foot hit the ground in a way it shouldn't have. My foot was twisted at an odd angle. I cried, tears pouring down my cheeks when a laugh caught my attention.

"You poor creature. Lets put you out of your misery" said a cruel voice, no two people. Elizabeth and Woody were still alive. Elizabeth dropped a burnt body, Lily. They slowly began to walk towards us. I cried and screamed. I think William, Bill, and Suzan Samuel were hobbling beside me. I wasn't sure though. My senses were dulled from the fear and extrodinary pain. I just had to get away!

"Please no!" I cried aloud.

"Keep going" a voice said. William was pulling me along.

"Just a little more" he encouraged me. I cried and cried, hobbling along. I couldn't tell where I was going though. I was blinded by tears and the pain radiating through my body was surely going to cause me to faint. I felt a hand under my thigh and I was picked up. My eyes closed. I was barely concious, I just knew someone had me in their arms.

William:

I carried her. We were going to be okay. She was the last to be brainwashed, I remembered that much at least. Someone that couragous and strong wasn't going to die by these monsters. I glanced back at Elizabeth and Woddy. They could catch us if they ran, but they were too busy enjoing the joy in taunting scared, hurt children. I bit my lip to the point I tasted blood. My ankle was no doubt broken, as well as my arm or shoulder.; something was definetly wrong with a bone in my right arm that was for sure. Still I carried Raven with an injured arm. My arms were burnt to the point that any touch was nearly enough to knock me out. Still I had Raven in my arms.

"Hurry" Samuel whispered. I heard a hard thud on the ground and the sound of flesh tearing. I closed my eyes and forced myself to move faster despite the terrible pain.

"Poor Will-iam, poor Will....iam, what ever happened to Will....iam" Elizabeth sang.

"I tell how poor Will.... iam died" Woody finished. I was panting hard, there foot steps drawing near. I heard the heavy axe lift of the ground. I couldn't dare look back, but I knew they were right there. 'The tauntings over its time to die!' I thought. I never had a good past. Not with family, friends, or life in general. There had been times death didn't seem so bad, but now I realized what I should have realized long ago. I wasn't ready to die. I cried out in fear like a small child,

"Please! No!" I cried. Then there was a new voice, a different voice.

"DROP DOWN BOY!" yelled a voice, thich with authority. I obeyed, and fell on my back so Raven wouldn't be hurt. There was a loud bang.

"Gaaaaaaa-horppppp-ga-ga-gaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaa!" yelled Woody in pain and great anguish. He towered over me, with blood spurting out of his chest. Three more shots rang into the tense air. Woody, unable to fight the death, twisted around. His heavy axe was thrown nearby; it beheaded his wife Elizabeth. The two psyco caretakers, or kidnapers fell dead. The world went dark, but I knew one thing. It was over, we were rescued. The torment, the brainwashing was over. I didn't know exactly who made it out, but I'm sure I'd see them another time.

The kidnapping, the event of being Kidnapped was mind-tormenting. Truly an awefull event to had expirienced, but I can say I survived it. Raven could too and I could say I saved her. Kidapped was a life changing event.

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