CHAPTER ONE

KENDALL'S POV

" Kendall what do we do !?" Logan shouted whispered at me.

" I don't want to die.. I don't want to die" Carlos was whispering quietly in the corner of the dark van rocking himself.

James was unconscious and Logan and Carlos were spazzing out.. Think Kendall. What do you do when you're crossing the street, then random people dressed in black pop out of nowhere and shove you in the back of a van without able to breathe or comprehend what is happening.

" Everyone just breathe. Logan have you checked on James' state?"

" Yeah, he's not bleeding but he's gonna have one nasty bruise across his face when he wake sup, nothing internally or permanent" Logan informs

"Good.." I nod to myself in the back of a dark van where I can barely see my friends state.

" Carlos.. Are you okay?" I whisper in Carlos' direction.

He doesn't respond right away, " ..Yeah.. I think so, just shaken up a bit.." he finally responds softly

" How's your arm?" Logan asks " Anything else that may hurt?"

" Can you come here?" Carlos whispers. My heart aches from hearing Carlos' whimpering when Logan starts examining him or whatever he is doing, I can barely see.

" Logan?" I ask

" Well, his shoulder should be fine. If he twisted it behind his back any further it probably would have been dislocated. Thankfully you tackled that guy in time, Kendall. Keep your arm in front of you, like this. Like cradling." I breathe a sigh of relief.

" Thank you, Kendall" Carlos whispers

" Your welcome Carlos, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if your shoulder got dislocated because of my timing." I respond looking for a sense of direction.

"Kendall, don't beat yourself up about this, we didn't even see them coming. All that matters is that we're all safe and not injured terribly" Logan soothes

" I should have said something, I saw that van earlier." I admit

"What?" I hear them both whisper

" Yeah, I saw them when we were coming back from the Palm Woods Park and then again on our way to Rocque Records and the way back. I just figured they were different vans.. I'm sorry" I look down and I see my bleeding knuckles from that punch I delivered to that idiot who grabbed Carlos.

" Kendall, it's okay. Just breathe, how's your hand?" Logan questioned

" It's fine" I grumbled. I heard him whisper something but I ignored him and I thought I saw James move.

My theory was confirmed when he groaned and all of us became silent as if to see if he'd finally wake up.

" My head..."

" James, you're okay.." Carlos mumbled

James groaned again in response as he slowly sat himself up, " What..?"

" Recap?" I asked and i saw him nod.

" We were walking to the Corndog stand around the block, remember?" Logan asked and he nodded, " Good, we just got done eating our corn dogs when a black van almost ran Kendall over, remember that?"

James nodded again.

" These guys jumped out and they were all wearing black with ski masks and attacked us like animals" Carlos whispered as he continued to cradle his left arm.

" You went nuts, James. It was kinda funny. Tackling the guys to the ground and all." I said trying to lighten the mood.

" Then.. didn't a guy grab Logan and I went for him?" James asked

" Yep, you would've hit me if I didn't move as fast as I did." Logan confirmed in a whisper

" Then he put me in a forward Nelson and punched me in the gut?" James coughed again and we nodded.

" That's when Kendall tackled the guy that attacked you and was in a wrestle match while I was on the back on some goon who was on Carlos." Logan added.

" After my match I saw Logan being thrown in the back of the van and you getting punched square in the mouth, unconsciousness. I saw Carlos arm being stretched behind his back painfully. When I heard Carlos gurgitating noise, I tackled him to ground." Kendall completed.

" I was thrown in the van anyway on top of Logan then James was thrown on top of me.. no offense but your fat dude.." Carlos chuckled

" I am NOT fat, just muscular" James said in his 'man' voice.

We all quietly laughed at him, at least James is back.

" Kendall punched a guy so hard his knuckles started bleeding!" Carlos whispered loudly.

" Keep it down back there!" some guy shouted at us. Carlos started banging on the side of the van, " LET US OUT YOU IDIOTS!"

I soon followed suit and started shouting as well, James and Logan followed and soon we were all yelling at our captors. We couldn't see them but we could hear them shouting back.

Our yelling came to a halt when we heard a gun being cocked back, " If you pretty boys don't shut your mouths I'll make sure you'll never be able to speak again! Understood!?"

Me, being my defiant self, didn't like that answer, " No! You retards, Gustavo and Kelly are going to find us and you imbeciles are going to go to jail! Do you really think you can get away with kidnapping one of the most popular boy bands in the the nation!? We have a concert tomorrow! Don't you think people are going to notice that were not at our own concert!?" I shouted at the vans wall.

" Seriously!? We have people who care about us, they're going to find us!" James shouted after me.

" Oh.. they ARE going to find out, but I don't think it's the way you think it is" I practically saw his smirk in that sentence, " NOW SHUT UP!"

I rolled my eyes and slumped back against the van, I guess everyone followed my lead because I heard three more slumps.

" Now what?" Logan asked

" We wait." I answered

" Wait for what? Death?" Carlos asked

" NO! Definitely not death, we wait for the doors to open and attack them, we have the numbers on our side. We're four HOCKEY players from Minnesota, we've tackled plenty of guys taller, bigger AND stronger than us, we got this" I said confidently

" Good idea" Logan added

" Thanks-"

" Good idea if we want to die!" he whispered harshly

" Would you rather die without a fight!?" I replied in the same tone. He didn't respond, no one did. " So it's settled, we attack when we stop" I concluded not waiting for a response.

We were silent most of the ride, we were on a highway. From the smoothness of the ride and the honking of other cars we drove for hours on a hours were full of arguments between I and the drivers and plus, the floor of the van was starting to hurt my but, I kept shifting uncomfortably. I believe Carlos fell asleep during some period of the ride because I eventually heard his soft snores.

When the snoring came to a halt he had woken and had a little spaz attack until we told him that his nightmare was real, much to our demise. Noone should be told their nightmare is reality.

Out of boredom, I slid my hands in my jacket pocket and felt a rectangular life saver, my phone.

I whipped it out and turned on my screen immediately. I shined the light on everyone, grabbing their attention and pulled their phones out also. How stupid were we?

" Mines dead" Carlos spoke up placing his phone back in his pocket, his phone is always dead.

" I don't have mine, it's charging at 2J" James said sadly

" Damn it.. no signal" I cursed under my breath as I tried for a signal in the air of the van

" Two bars!" Logan whispered happily

" Don't sit there! Call somebody!" Carlos encouraged.

" I am! I am!"

" Who Are you calling!?" James whispered frantically

" Momma Knight, she'll know what to do" Carlos suggested taking the phone from Logan without listening to Logan's protests.

" No! Dial 911!" Logan protested but Carlos already had the phone to his ear.

" It's ringing!" he whispered excitedly, I rolled my eyes, should've called 911.

" CARLOS! She's NOT going to answer! She has an interview with some CEO so she can get a job!" I scolded as he looked to me in realization.

Our little argument was short lived when I was suddenly thrown out of the van.

" What do you think you are doing!" someone hissed in my ear.

Without thinking, I responded, " Calling someone for help so you can go to jail you pathetic-" my sentence was cut off from a blow to the face.

I heard shouts in protests as I assume everyone is being thrown out of the van as well. As I came back I saw Logan's phone being smashed by a boot and Logan cringe from his expensive device.

I began struggling once again as I was lifted to my feet from the back of my shirt.

" Let go of him!" I saw Carlos struggling to get to me, why? I don't know.

With my disagreement with my captor I saw James being delivered another blow to the face and Logan being lifted over someone's shoulder.

" Put him down!' I shouted as I scrambled to my feet referring to Logan's limp body being carried away.

I noticed it was night and the figure was becoming smaller with my anger getting bigger.

I swiftly turned around and delivered a hard punch to my captors jaw. He didn't see it coming and fell to the ground immediately. I jumped out and ran after the guy carrying Logan's limp body.

" HEY!" I shouted and he whipped around and pointed a device I hoped to never be pointed at myself.

A gun.

I skidded to a stop.

" Take another step and I'll blow his brains out" he said lowly and I gulped looking at Logan's limp, unaware body over his shoulder. Before I could respond a man came from behind me and lifted me over his shoulders. I protested like hell until I heard a gunshot. My blood went cold, if he shot Logan I'm gonna kill him.

" I swear I'll kill you if you shot him" I threaten

" Swearing is a sin." the man carrying me said simply.

" Yeah well kidnapping is a sin as well!" I shouted back hitting against his back like a 5 year old. I felt very stupid.

" Where is Carlos and James!?" I demanded

" Shut up kid" he replied

" I most definitely will NOT shut up until you are in prison!" I shouted back

He groaned in response, I continued to shout threats at him as he continued to carry me to where ever I was being taken. All I knew at this point was that he was wearing all black and he was buff. As this point my eyes have adjusted to the darkness and we definitely weren't in LA anymore which made my stomach flip.

There were several trees around, most likely the woods or forest. I wasn't able to observe any more as I was thrown to the ground with a huff. Before I could stand I was brought to my feet and punched across the face, the SAME place I keep being hit and it hurts like a bitch. I couldn't comprehend what was happening before I felt rope being wrapped around my wrists behind my back. I shouted in protest.

" You just WON'T shut up!"

At this point I think I may have pushed my limits, just a tad. I then felt a bandana or something being tied against my line of vision, I struggled to get it off, whipping my head around like an idiot.

"Why are you blindfolding me!?" I asked even though I already knew the answer, so I won't have any idea where I'm being taken if I do escape. I then relied on all of my other senses from this point.

The smell was excruciating. I could smell burning wood, like wildfire and I coughed as it reached my lungs. Was he going to burn me alive? I hoped not.

I also smelt something I couldn't quite place. It was a mixture of some raw meat and odd urbs.

What do they do all day? Make their own pot?

My thoughts of their wonderful daily lives were interrupted by receiving something sharp into my biceps..

Drugs.. sleepy.

Stay awake Kendall, you need... need to . to find.. the guys... stay.. awake..

" Kendall?"

" Carlos, relax"

" But he's been asleep for hours! We've been given NO food, we have no idea where we are and I'm scared!"

" Kendall will wake soon, those idiots gave him a sedative. You could practically hear his protests the whole way there throughout the woods." Logan chuckled

" Well what did you expect? It's Kendall, always talking back"

" Well he needs to wake up!" Carlos cried

Logan sighed, he honestly had no idea when Kendall was going to wake up. Logan stopped trying to calculate what time it was given that there was no sunlight, windows or any sign of escape in this hell hole.

He glanced back to Kendalls form on the cot on the far left side of the room that was placed against the wall vertically on the left wall. His back was faced towards us and looked like he wasn't going to be waking any time soon.

He looked down to his own cot, an ugly, pukey green color that made him want to vomit from just looking at it. His and Carlos' cot was somewhat near/next to each other on the opposite wall of Kendall, on the right wall. But their cots were laid horizontally. So when they sat up they automatically saw Kendall.

He glanced to his right, where Carlos was sitting with his head in his hands. He could easily sympathize with Carlos, he was at loss for words as well. Something behind Carlos caught his eyes though, in the back right corner of the room. He stood up, catching his and James' attention. Logan pointed to the device in the corner of the ceiling with a LED red light.

A video camera.

James' cot was parallel to where the steel door was placed with a small barred window at the top. The door was handless. His cot was horizontal to the door, against the wall. The 'top' of the bed, where the head would go was facing Carlos' and Logan's cots. Hence he would have to turn around to see Kendall's, but only turn his head to the right to see the door.

They both stood and gathered around the device.

" Why is there a camera in here?" Carlos whispered not taking his eyes of the camera.

" Probably intimidation" James answered following suit.

" Or to show the cops.." Logan muttered

" Why would they... oh" James answered his own question.

" Do you think they're watching right now?" Carlos asked

" I have no idea.." Logan answered after giving it some thought.

" What's that?" James' questioned turning his head to the corner parallel to the camera.

" A screen?" Logan questioned now walking towards the mysterious screen.

" It's a TV!" Carlos whispered excitedly, " Do you think we'll be able to watch tv?" he asked hopefully.

" I don't think so bud" James answered half-heartedly.

" Then why is it in here?"

" Maybe they need to show us something?" Logan suggested. No one answered cautiously scared on what they wanted to show them.

" But who exactly is they?" a voice grumbled

" Kendall!" Carlos cried going to Kendall's only open side of the cot.

" Hey Carlos'" Kendall huffed sitting up slowly.

" How are you? Any pain in the head?" Logan started asking him questions to check on his friends mental stability.

" Logan.. I'm fine. And the room is spinning, that's all" Kendall was talking to James, thinking it was Logan. James took Kendall's head and turned it to Logan's actual spot.

" Logan, I'm fine-"

" Yeah, you got James and Logan messed up, yeah, you're totally okay" Carlos cut him off.

" Seriously!? How could you get this" James paused and did his signature mad cuda pose " mixed up with Logan?"

" HEY!"

" No offense! But I'm taller, stronger, tanner and I have longer, better looking hair." James concluded.

Logan was about to argue when Kendall cut him off.

" Guys, arguing is going to get us nowhere! Now stop yelling.." he clutched his head.

" But we weren't yelling" Carlos whispered to James who had a duh expression his face.

Both boys looked to Logan, there was something wrong with Kendall and Logan needed to figure it out. Logan got down on one knee and took kendall's head in his hands.

" Kendall, follow my finger okay?"

Kendall nodded and followed the finger, only losing track of it once or twice.

" Kendall, what's going on right now?" Logan asked

" Uhm.." he looked around " We're in a basement.. my head hurts and I'm very tired."

" Stand up for me" Logan instructed and Kendall tried to stand but ended up grabbing James' shoulder for support.

" Okay well walking is out of the question." Logan concluded helping Kendall sit back down.

" Kendall, on your way here did you-.. Kendall" Logan waved his hand infront of Kendall who was completely out of it.

James squatted and lightly shook his friends shoulder, " Dude, what are you looking at?" he asked following his gaze to the wall.

" Kendall, are you tired?" Carlos whispered and he slightly nodded.

" Well DON'T go to sleep, you have a small concussion. How many times did that guy hit you in the face? Do you remember?"

Kendall shook his head in response.

" What did they do to you?" James whispered

" Well.. uh.. I was yelling at the ... dude guy.. and then I was thrown to the ground and he punched me in the face"

" Was it in the same spot or different?" Logan pondered

" The same spot for all of them and they hurt like hell" Kendall murmured.

The boys couldn't help but chuckle softly at their rebellious friend.

" Of course it did, why didn't you just stop and cooperate?" Logan questioned

" Kidnapping isn't on my bucket list" he grumbled rubbing his head again.

All of the boys' blood ran cold when Kendall said kidnapping. They couldn't believe it, this was actually happening. They were kidnapped.

" We'll get out right?" Carlos spoke up softly

" Of course we will, I won't let you guys get hurt" Kendall confirmed

They were silent for a good period of time, thinking.

Logan was pacing around the room, back and fro. Carlos watching Logan pace with nothing better to do. James was strumming his fingers along his 'bed'. Kendall was staring off into space with his hands under his chin trying to come up with a plan to get out of here.

How long have we been gone? he couldn't help but think, trying to piece all the pieces together from the car ride, to his sleep and to sitting in here. He glanced up at his friends once again, all looking stressed, especially Logan.

" Logan, calm down" Kendall stated

" Calm down! Calm down? How can I be calm? We're locked in this stupid nut house like animals while being watched with our every move! And to top it off! People probably think we're dead or something! Gustavo is going to be pissed when he don't show up for sound check.." he vented

Kendall chuckled at the thought of Gustavo freaking out as usual.. wait, being watched, what?

" What do you mean 'Being watched our every move'?" Kendall cut off Logan from stressing out even more.

Logan looked down and pointed to the camera that Kendall didn't even notice. Kendall followed the pointed finger and stood up, approaching the light. He tapped the screen.

" What are you doing?" James stood

" It's a 720P Infrared LED Camera with nightvision " Kendall stated

" How do you know that?" Carlos asked now on his feet standing next to James with his arms crossed.

" Because it's mine.." Kendall whispered trying to mess with it.

" It's yours? How so?" Logan inquired

" Remember back in Minnesota we had to do that stupid project for Ms. Tadjera?"

" Yeah, the planets project? What about it?"

" This is the camera we used."

" How can you be so sure?" James asked stepping closer to examine the camera with his face in the line of vision.

" Remember when Carlos fell because the costume he made fell apart and landed on me? Then there was a huge scratch across the handle?"

" Yeah?"

" Look."

The boys listened to Kendall and did indeed look with an indeed scratch that Carlos made.

" How did they get it?" Logan asked after stepping down from Carlos' cot from looking at the camera.

" That is a very good question.." Kendall whispered looking towards the handless door.

All the boys glanced at eachother before returning their gazes to Kendall's thinking form in front of them.

" What's with the screen?" Kendall spoke up

" We don't know" Carlos shrugged, " But hopefully we'll be able to watch tv.." Carlos stated again half-heartedly.

" Well there goes our plan.." Kendall whispered

" What plan?" James stepped forward

" To attack them when the van doors opened, remember?"

They all remembered, how their plan wasn't even given into action thanks to their phones that they never really used to contact help.

" Kendall, that was awhile ago.. why are you bringing it up now?" Logan stated cautiously.

Kendall didn't answer.

" Kendall?" Logan waved his hand in front of his face

" Huh, what?"

" This is worse than I thought.." Logan muttered under his breathe. " Here you need to sit down" he guided Kendall to the cot he woke up on and stood in front of him, in deep thought.

" What's worse than you thought?" Carlos asked timidly with James standing next to him.

" Well, my analysis on his concussion may be worse than I interpreted."

" What do you mean? Worse?" James spoke up

" He shows all the signs of a mild concussion and not just a small one."

" What's the difference? It's a concussion?" carlos wondered

" The healing process is going to be a lot longer and since I don't think we'll be getting out here very soon, it's going to be very difficult for his head to heal properly."

" Well what were the signs?" James pushed

" Well, severe dizziness, loss of direction, he isn't thinking clearly, his headache is bothering him severely, he doesn't remember how many times he was hit in the head, he can't concentrate, he was sensitive to our voices because he thought we were yelling when in reality we were just talking, he can't walk without being tippy, and his emotions are probably shot." He stated off the top of his head, " I mean have you noticed the guy?"

" Guys, stop shouting" Kendall grabbed his head once again.

The three boys looked at eachother, there was something definitely wrong with him.

Logan bent down again, " Kendall, what happened after he hit you?"

" Uhm, he tied my hands behind my back and blindfolded me."

" Go on.." Logan continued

" Then something was shot in my arm and I woke up" Kendall shrugged as if being drugged wasn't a big deal. Logan eyes however popped out his sockets.

" Drugged? Like sedated?" James questioned pulling Logan up from his position.

" I-I don't don't know, there are so.. so many drugs they could've.. used to make him.. that!" he cried

" Logan calm down, I know you don't do well under pressure, just think" James sat Logan down on his cot. Logan nodded and started to think.

" Is he going to be okay?" Carlos whispered

" Of course, he's Kendall" James lied.. he honestly didn't know if Kendall would be okay but he had to keep Carlos' hopes up, for all their sakes.

James waited patiently for Logan to come up with an answer but he was growing impatient. He glanced at Kendall's form, he was sleeping. He looked back to Carlos who was sitting on his own cot- wait!

Kendall was sleeping!

" Logan! Kendall's sleeping!" James freaked as Logan jumped up and went to Kendall

" What do we do!?" James shouted

" I don't know!' Logan shouted back

" THINK! Think Logan!" James pestered

" Uhm.. uh, the drug they could've given him could have been anything but sleeping off the drug may be a good thing! But Since he has a concussion with no treatment, sleeping might make it worse!-"

" So what do we do?!" James cut him off

Logan froze, his brain rapidly thinking, "... we wait" he whispered

" Wait?" James' voice lowered also

" Theres nothing else we can do at this point, I can't help him" Logan whispered

" You can't help him?" Carlos spoke up since their little argument

" I can't help him, I don't have anything in here to help him. No medicine, nothing. I can't do anything, simple as that" Logan whispered as he sat down on his cot.

James calmed down and realized that he probably shouldn't have flipped out on Logan. He approached Logan realizing that he is now the unofficially the unofficial leader since Kendall is kinda useless at this point in his state.

" It's okay Logan, you did all you could. Kendall will be fine" James said softer as he sat down next to Logan to try and get him to not freak out again.

" I know, I don't do pressure"

James chuckled, " Yeah, I know. You did fine. You were right, all we can do is wait and hope Kendall will be back to normal."

" But if Kendall, our 'leader' per se, is out of it, our whole ordeal is out of it's works, look at us" Logan chuckled, " We're a mess"

" Maybe, but I'll take being a giant mess then separate messes" Carlos sat on the other side of Logan.

Logan and James both chuckled at Carlos' way of trying to comfort with a sentence that made no sense but perfect sense to them. Logan wrapped his arm around Carlos' shoulders and chuckled then patted his back. Carlos gave a toothy smile and banged against his helmet and stood up.

" So.. I'm bored' Carlos stated

" Well there's not much to do in an empty room.." Logan said truthfully.

" I know." Carlos reluctantly answered with a huff.

Hey guys, this is my first BTR story! I've just listened to 24/7 and now I can't get them out of my head. Many things such as several stories and different outcomes of certain episodes inspired me to write this so yeah. Those you you who know me as a writer I have severely long chapters but I kept the first one short so I can see if it gets any positive feedback before I put the whole story into motion. If I do get positive feedback, I practically already have chapters 2 & 3 ready to be posted.

Everyone should be pictured as they are in season 4 because honestly, they all look awesome and attractive than ever in season 4.

Disclaimer : I do NOT own the show or the band

Song Disclaimer : No songs and I still don't own them

To people who are reading my other story, PAoSU, I'm kinda having writers block so I've put that on hold/temporary hiatus and hopefully I'll find inspiration again to finish it up!

Hope I get positive feedback!

Until next time,

Alethea13