Dimension Academy

Chapter 7: Jailbreak

Five took the sheets off of the wall and from the floor. He tossed them in a garage bag.
Nine wiped some of the blood off of his forehead and looked at his fingers.
"I need a shower now." Nine looked over to Five, who was cleaning up the scene.
"Then go take a shower. It's not like you're helping anyway." Five said as he started to untie Lara's body. Nine sighed and walked into the room with the stairs. He continued to walk up them. When he got up the stairs, someone grabbed his arm and threw him into the living room. After that, they held him down.
"Ugh, it's just Nine." Two said as he let go of Nine.
"Yeah. It's just me." Nine said as he got up. "Who are you looking for?" Nine looked at Two.
"Five. We saw what happened down there." Two admitted.
"Ohhhh boy." Nine raises his eyes brows.
"Can you help us?" Two asked Nine.
"I need a shower. Plus, I don't wanna get in trouble with daddy." Nine rolled his eyes.
"Daddy..?" Two looked at Nine.
"You know who I mean. Anyway, see you after you get lectured." Nine walked up the stairs and into his room.
"Nobody is getting a lecture here except for Five." Two said as he turned around to face Ten.

Five dragged the garbage bag up the basement stairs after he wiped the blood off of his face with a rag. When he got up the stairs, someone grabbed the back of his shirt and threw him to the ground. He hit his head off of the corner of the door way and passed out.
"Is he okay?" Ten asked Two.
"Probably. He's a big boy, he can handle it." Two picked him up by his shirt collar.
"Whats in the bag?" Ten asked Two.
"Most definitely not your average garbage." Two said as he started to walk down the basement stairs with Five in his arms.
"Yuck." Ten said he she gave one last look at the bag and then followed Two down the stairs.
They walked into the room with the prison cell in the basement. Two placed Five on the bed in the cell and then shut the bar door. He locked it with a key, which he put in his pocket.
"Alrighty. Killer boy is finally behind bars." Two said as he looked from the cell over to Ten. Ten didn't say a word. They both walked out of the room and up the stairs.
About 30 minutes later, Five woke up. He looked around.
"Where am I..?" Five whispered.
Day 1
Five paced back and forth out of boredom. He would occasionally sit down and stare at the stone wall, but it was mainly just him pacing.
Day 2
He found a rubber ball in one of the cabinets which he would bounce off of the wall. If he got really mad at something, he would throw it with all of his force against the poor wall.
Day 3
Everybody upstairs started to hear singing coming from in the basement. Two told them not to worry about it. Five sang on the top of his lungs as he threw the ball with all he had against the floor. He watched it hit the floor and then hit the ceiling rapidly.
Day 4
He started getting tired since he hadn't got any sleep so he just sat against the wall and slept.
Day 5
He made friends with the rat that lived in the cell with him. He lost count of how many days he was in the cell and ended up naming the rat Delilah, which made the song 'Hey There Delilah' stuck in his head.
Day 6
For the first time in what seemed like forever, someone opened the door to the room the cell was in. Five hurried up and stood up from the floor. He saw Ten come into the room. She walked over to the cell and put her hands against the bars. Five walked over to the bars and put his hands against them too.
"How are you holding up?" Ten asked him.
"Just fine. I've never felt better." Five smiled with a sarcastic look on his face. Ten looked at the ground.
"Wait.. can't you just teleport out of here?" Ten said as she looked back up to Five. She saw that Five was gone. She turned around and he was right there.
"What do you think I've been doing?" Five smiled.
"Five!" Ten said as she tried to grab his arm, but he teleported away before she could make contact with him.
Five teleported into the living room right in front of Nine on the couch.
"Woah! Five!" Nine got startled by Fives sudden appearance.
"We have no time, Number Nine! Let's go!" Five grabbed Nines arm and they both sprinted out of the house.
"I thought they locked you up!" Nine said as they both hurled theirselves down the sidewalk.
"What part of I'm able to teleport do you not understand?" Five looked over to him.
"Then why didn't you escape sooner?" Nine wondered.
"Oh, I don't know. I wanted to wait for a good time. Give them what they want for a few days, and then strike them back." Five slowed his pace down. Nine slowed down with Five.
"You're weird." Nine said.
"No, I'm smart." Five corrected him. "Our next victim is an older gentleman who lives on Acorn St. His name is Karl Surfer." Five said.
"You're special, Five." Nine sighed. Five smiled and shook his head. "In a bad way." Nine added. Five looked over at Nine and then back ahead of him.
"You're an okay assistant, Number Nine. I just wouldn't recommend you to anyone else because they wouldn't want to hear any of your bull crap." Five put his hands in his pockets.
"What makes you any different?" Nine asked him.
"You're my only option. And you've definitely surprised me." Five nodded.
"Are we friends or am I just you're minion?" Nine asked Five.
"You're like a son, Number Nine. I wouldn't drag you into anything that you would hurt you." Five said.
"You just drug me into your serial killing job." Nine looked over to Five.
"You are suddenly my minion, then." Five sighed.
"Whatever, dad." Nine smiled and elbowed Five.
"Don't do that." Five scolded him.
"Sorry."
"Acorn St. is just around the corner. Get ready."