Kidnapped Two

The Rays and Tazers

"Um.... why?" Kayla replied to the lady.

"Just to clear some things up," She replied, but she pursed her lips. I tapped Liam to make sure he was awake and ready to leave, and he already was, staring at the lady intently.

"Well can you not kill me?" Kayla replied.

"What?"

"Can you not kill me."

The lady smiled like it was a joke. "Sure thing. Just come with us, we don't want to have to use forces."

Kayla looked at all of us then said, "Okay."

"How are you feeling?" I asked Liam when they left.

"Okay, I'm a bit sore though," He replied, sitting up straight. "And hungry. When do we get to leave?"

"Well they said you weren't supposed to do any 'pysical activity' for a few days."

Liam leaned in to me. "Do you really think that's going to work out?"

I laughed softly, then leaned in as well and kissed him. When we pulled apart, I said, "I'm just glad you're okay."

"Guys, right now isn't excatly the time for smoochin, Kayla is about to be put in jail," Harry said, pacing near the door. Awww. He was like a little puppy.

"Well let's just be ready to run," I said.

We stayed in the room for about five minutes until Kayla walked back in, puffing air through her cheeks.

"I'm guessing we have to run," Liam said.

"Welllllll......yep. And we might want to hurry because they're about to call us all back in."

I looked over Kayla's shoulder and saw the investigator, as well as three guards, staring out us.

"Escape routes?" Liam mouthed, barely moving his lips.

"There's none except the door," Kayla said. "I walked around and there's a way out the back down an alley. It looks like our best guess."

"Can you all please follow me?" The investigator said, walking towards us, a stern look on her face.

"Sure thing- RUN!!!!" Kayla yelled, and we used all our force we had to push past the lady, who fell back in shock, and with some work knock through the guards.

"Code red!" The lady said, pulling down on alarm that looked like a fire alarm. "Not a drill!"

Liam already started lagging behind, a cringe on his face, but he kept going. I wrapped my arm around his waist, yelling, "Come on!"

Three guards appeared in front of us, holding what looked like tazers.

"Great," I coffed.

Harry appeared to be the only one not freaking out, and he pried a bar off the wall- not sure how- and hit the guards in their faces or balls. They all fell to the floor, and I stopped to pick up one of the tazers. Could be useful.

Two more guys appeared, and calmy said, "Please stop running."

"Nottt gonna happen," I said, and aimed the tazer at him.

Apparently I had the tazer facing the wrong way because he didn't fall to the ground, having a seizure. That would be me.

"DANGIT!" I yelled.

"Oh my god," Liam said, and scooped me up, painfully.

My head felt like someone was shaking it around, and I smiled. "Tazers are so weird."

Harry grabbed it and aimed it at the guards, and I guess he knew how to work it because they fell to the floor too.

"Stop!!" The lady yelled behind us.

We reached the door and ran through it, into a dark, wet alley. For a while, they chased after us, but we swerved in and out of abandoned streets and finally ran up the stairs on the side of an apartment building to the top, and we watched as cop cars drove by.

Liam sat me down and collasped to the ground, breathing heavily. Harry and Kayla knelt beside him, panting.

"Does that count as physical activity?" I asked.

Three hours later we were in a highway tunnel. Liam was asleep again. I think that carrying Marisa and getting stabbed within 24 hours had really taken a lot of the guy. After a lot of shifting and complaing, Marisa and I fell asleep to, leaving Harry to stand watch.

I was halfway in dream land and reality when I heard, "Watchu doin here?"

I shifted, trying to wake myself the rest of the way up but it didn't seem to be working. I heard shuffling, then Harry respond, "We're just looking for a place to sleep." The sound of his voice woke me up the rest of the way, and I sat up, blinking. My vision focused and I saw three boys standing in front of Harry. Marisa was awake, standing next to Liam who was sitting on the ground. He looked like he wanted to get up but also like he was just too tired. Stabbing will do that to a person.

The boys looked like they couldn't be younger than sixteen and no older than seventeen. Two of them were blondes, and they looked like brothers. The one who stood in the front had light brown hair and stormy greyish eyes. When he talked, he had a british accent, "This is our turf."

"It's a highway tunnel. Why would you want it?" I asked, standing up and moving next to Harry while Marisa stayed by Liam. The boys eyes roamed over me quickly, then turned back to Harry, obviously not seeing me as a threat. RUDE.

"We don't want trouble," Harry said quickly, probably realizing that he couldn't take three guys by himself without Liam's help.

The guy in the front seemed to be thinking. "Are you guys being trailed by the cops?"

"Not exactly," I said.

"What'd you do?" One of the blondes asked.

"I kind of accidentaly killed three people," I answered. The boys eyes widened and one of them started coughing. Hah. I bet they saw me as a threat now.

The blondes whispered something to the brunnete and the leader guy said, "Okay. You can stay here for the night. Names?"

"I'm Harry," Harry asked, "That's Kayla, my girlfriend, and back there is Marisa and Liam."

The leader answered, "I'm Clay, and that's Drew and Cole." He paused, "What's wrong with Liam?"

"He got stabbed," I answered.

Okay, now they definetly saw me as a threat. Cole even looked kind of scared of me. Good. Drew, however, looked interested. "Bad ass girl?"

"You could say that," I said, shrugging. I wasn't really "bad ass" I just had a talent for causing trouble. He didn't need to know that though.

Harry shifted. "Why are you guys down here?"

"We got kicked out of our foster home loooonngg ago. Started a gang," Drew answered. "The Rays. Rest of the boys are off in London. We're meeting them there in a couple of days."

"Cool," Harry said. His eyes started to drop, and he swayed a little. I wondered how long it had been since he slept.

"You can go to sleep," I said. "I'll take watch." Harry gaze flew to Clay, Drew, and Cole. "They're gonna sleep too," I said. "And if they cause any issues I'll just scream."

"Okay," Harry said and curled up into a ball on the floor.