Author's Note (Awoken): I need to warn you all. There will be abuse, violence, kidnapping and rape in this fanfiction. Possibly a character's death. There's also slash in here. The pairing is formerly J-Dog x Deuce and also Danny x Deuce but the latter won't be of the loving kind. It'll be bad without comfort or fluff. Maybe some smut but that's my friend's task since I don't write smut. Enjoy The Story
They left with six and arrived with five. Such a simple sentence that caused panic between the boys. One of the members of Hollywood Undead mysteriously went missing. It was simple. They left the bus at 12 o'clock to get something to eat at Del Taco and arrived at the fast food restaurant around 12:16. In those 16 minutes one of their members had gone missing. He was nowhere to be found. The stupidest of all was the fact they didn't even realize it at first. At first they were laughing and having fun until Da Kurlzz suddenly asked "Hey, where's Danny?"
They thought he was lost or something so they went back to find him on their way. He wasn't there. He wasn't in the bus either and not at Del Taco. "I'll call his phone", Charlie offered, holding his own phone in his hand and selecting Danny's number. It immediately went to voicemail, as if the phone was off. Danny never turned off his phone. He was scared of being unreachable if he'd turn it off.
J-Dog wore a worried frown on his forehead. "I have a nasty feeling about this. Danny is missing! We need to call the cops."
"You can only call the cops when he's been missing for 24 hours, dip", Da Kurlzz commented, rolling his eyes and leaning against the wall of the bus. J-Dog glared at him but it eased back into worry when he thought of their lead singer. Where was he? Why wasn't he answering his phone? Why didn't they notice where he went?
"Guys", Johnny piped up and earned everyone's attention. "Don't stress just yet. Maybe he'll come home tonight or something. Maybe he wandered off and his battery died."
Johnny always eased their nerves when they were overreacting. His sentence calmed down the others, though not completely. Of course they were still egged on by the disappearance, but they shouldn't panic that quickly. Funny Man yawned and stretched. "Well, instead of worrying about little Dannyboy, I'm gonna hit the sack."
Charlie and J-Dog followed his example, going to bed early to keep themselves from worrying about their sweet bandmate. Johnny and Da Kurlzz were still awake, drinking a last bottle of beer before going to sleep. "Aren't you worried?"
Neither of them were sure who spoke the words but they both had the same answer. Of course they were concerned, but making the others panic wouldn't get them anywhere. Da Kurlzz couldn't panic, he was the eldest and had to set an example. He would by showing everyone Danny would come home. Tomorrow morning, he'd be in his bunk, safe and sound asleep. They'd all pat him on the head or even slap him lightly for making them worry. It would all be just fine. Just wait for it.
The next morning things weren't fine. Danny was still not in his bunk or anywhere to be found. There were no messages on either of their phones which was the cause for J-Dog and Charlie's pacing around. Both were restless in their movements and when someone tried to stop them, they'd get bitten. Figuratively speaking and sometimes literally.
"I hope he's okay", Funny Man sighed. He shook his head and took a swing of his freshly opened can of beer. Johnny leaned against the Mexican and let out a whine. "Why won't he just show up and show us he's fine?!"
"Because he's fucking gone! Something happened to him!" Charlie freaked out.
J-Dog hit him across the face. "Don't you dare make everyone panic!"
A phone bleeped, signaling a message but no one really paid attention to it. No one really knew whose phone it was anyway. J-Dog and Charlie were bickering but that was only because they were afraid little Danny was hurt somewhere. They were afraid he got hit by a car and driven to the hospital by the assaulter out of guilt. Now he was awaiting their arrival at the hospital but they didn't show up. He was alone. That was one of the bad scenarios inside their heads. Da Kurlzz decided to take the responsibility of separating the fighting men. He stood in between them and held his arms out, keeping them away from each other.
Funny Man moaned in irritation. "Why won't he fucking answer his phone?!"
Johnny shrugged and took out his own phone. "Hey, I got a message."
"From who? Your mom?" Funny Man mocked.
Suddenly Johnny jolted upright. "From Danny!"
The fight in front of them froze. Charlie and J-Dog rushed to Johnny's side to watch the message. Da Kurlzz awkwardly bent over the phone to see it and Funny Man read over J-Dog's shoulder. "It's a video!"
Johnny hesitantly pressed play and they all held their breaths as the video started to play. It was pretty crappy because there was no cameraman. The phone was placed on a table, shaking slightly as the one who placed it there stepped backwards. It was Deuce. He had his mask on and bent over to wave at the camera. "Hello, faggots! If you call the cops, your little pet is dead meat, got it?"
He turned the camera towards the right. Johnny almost dropped his phone in shock and Funny Man dropped his jaw. "Holy fuck."
Danny was there. He was tied to a chair, legs tied to the legs of the chair and his wrists tied together behind the chair. His mouth was sealed with duct tape and a blindfold covered his eyes. What shocked them mostly was how he looked. His face was covered in swelling bruises, just like his right arm. His left arm seemed to be fine, but they couldn't be sure. They could only imagine what horrible image of bruises was underneath his shirt.
"Deuce, keep your filthy paws off Danny!" J-Dog called towards the video.
Deuce turned the camera back at himself and they could already feel him gloating underneath the mask. "Doesn't he look cute when he's tied up? I bet you know all about that, J-Dog. Tying him up and doing more to him. That's why I had to go, right? Because you wanted to try someone new."
Johnny looked at J-Dog. "What is he talking about?"
His friend turned his head away. "We may have dated for a while before he got kicked out of the band."
He earned a glare but luckily the video was interesting enough to get the attention off of him. Deuce turned the camera in between Danny and him so both were on screen. "Do you know what I'm planning on doing to little Danny? I'll have some fun with him", Deuce answered his own question. He walked up to his victim and ripped off the duct tape. Danny stirred but didn't make a sound except for a pitiful whine. He slowly raised his head. "Let me go."
"No, no, Danny. Greet your friends first", Deuce corrected and patted his hair.
The golden masked member whipped his head in all sorts of directions. "Guys?!"
"We're recording a nice video for them", the other hushed, petting his hair softly.
Danny groaned. "Fucking Deuce, I'll kill you."
"Now that's a foul mouth. You'll need to be taught manners", Deuce hissed, yanking his hair to move his head back. Danny yelped in pain and made Deuce chuckle. "You remind me of a little wolf. A pup that has strayed from the pack. A pack that kicked out its alpha, me."
"Fuck you", Danny spat but he earned a harsh slap across the face. It stung because of the black bruises on his face. Deuce just continued talking to the camera as if Danny wasn't even there. "So you must be wondering how I got my hands on little Dannyboy. It was really easy. I just lured him into the trap while you idiots were happily talking and having fun. Curiosity kills the cat and Danny sure was a curious one."
Danny growled but was silenced when Deuce gripped the back of his neck harshly. Only a pathetic whine came out next. It was embarrassing to watch their friend get humiliated like that and treated like a dog. They all had only one thought in their minds. We need to save Danny ourselves. Getting the police involved, would kill Danny and they didn't want that. Deuce still continued talking to them. "Besides, J-Mutt, I'll treat him nicely and maybe in the end, he'll join my side instead of yours."
J-Dog clenched his fist. "Over my dead body."
"You really think I'd ever join your side? Well excuse me but I'll remain on the light side", Danny snapped. Deuce smacked him on the head again and made him spit out a chunk of blood from his chapped lips. Then Deuce turned towards the camera and stood in front of Danny so he wasn't visible anymore. "You must wonder what you can do to get your precious lead singer back. Nothing. I don't want money and I don't want my spot in the band back. I'm keeping him to make you all suffer and I'll only give him back when I think you've learned your lessons. If he doesn't die in the process."
He ended his speech with a chuckle and Johnny had the urge to smash his phone into a million pieces. Fucking Deuce. He had all of the power in this game right now but the tides would turn one day. They'd get Danny back and it would be soon too. They'd come up with a plan.
"Don't even think of trying to come and save him", Deuce continued and they froze. "I've got a spy aboard the bus."
Everyone looked at each other. Johnny had a feeling Funny Man was the spy while Funny Man thought Da Kurlzz might be the spy. J-Dog also thought Da Kurlzz was the spy but Charlie had something else in mind. The video ended and Johnny put away his phone. They got on their feet. Soon the hell broke out.
"You're the fucking spy, aren't you?" Funny Man accused Da Kurlzz, pointing at him.
Da Kurlzz raised an eyebrow. "Are you kidding me? You're the spy!"
"Why would I be the spy? You're the one who keeps calm about our little Danny being kidnapped!" Funny Man shouted.
The eldest threw his hands up in despair. "Really? I'm trying to remain calm so we can come up with a fucking plan! You're the one who's the spy because you're faking your panic!"
"Enough!" Charlie boomed. Both men shut their mouths and looked at their smaller friend. "Both of you, sit down!"
As told they both sat down and awaited further orders. When Charlie was pissed, they didn't dare cross his mind. It was just too dangerous. He had a lot of energy inside that small body when someone ticked him off.
"There is no fucking spy. We've been in a band together for how long?" Charlie begun.
"9 years", they answered in unison. Johnny and J-Dog were curious where he was taking this conversation so they just sat and watched.
"Who was Deuce's best friend?"
"J-Dog."
"Who decided to kick him out?"
"Johnny."
"J-Dog"
So the answers were a little divided, but it could still prove his point. Charlie sighed in annoyance and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Deuce can't have a spy. We all hate his fucking guts for talking shit about Hollywood Undead. He's just saying these things to make us panic. He wants to buy himself some time so he can nicely molest Danny before we even think of a plan!"
"He's right", J-Dog popped up. "Deuce would do something like that. He's one hell of a guy when he's pissed. I experienced that enough when he was still part of the band."
"Okay, Jay, spill the beans", Charlie ordered while folding his arms sternly.
"About what?" J-Dog feigned.
Johnny hit the back of his head. "About Deuce. Fucking tell us what you've been hiding."
J-Dog lowered his gaze to the ground. He didn't dare to look at Charlie or Johnny. Not even at Da Kurlzz or Funny Man. He couldn't bear the staring eyes of his friends. He stood up and thought about how to say it. "Well, I kind of… When Deuce was still a part of the band, I loved him. He loved me too. Then he shifted. When Danny came aboard the bus, not even a part of the band yet, Deuce decided to play the jealous one. He told me Danny would steal me. He was so unhappy whenever we went on tours because Danny was there so it became unbearable and we had to kick him out for his awful behavior. Now he probably thinks I kicked him out because I wanted to be with Danny, but I don't. Danny is not even my type."
Johnny dropped his jaw. "I've known you since you were a fucking toddler and now you tell me you're gay?"
"Bi but why does that even matter?" J-Dog complained.
"Just wondering", Johnny murmured, holding his up his hands in an apologetic way. He didn't mean to offend, he was simply surprised to hear his childhood friend liked guys too. Even more surprised to hear he'd been together with Deuce! Deuce! Another one of his childhood friends which turned into an enemy.
"Damn, so many surprises", Funny Man piped up. "It just seems so unreal. What's next? You're gonna tell me Da Kurlzz and Charlie have been in a relationship for years?"
It was pure mockery but Charlie couldn't help but grit his teeth. "So what if that would happen?"
"You're kidding, right? You're not with Kurlzz, are you?" Funny Man asked.
Da Kurlzz punched him in the shoulder. "No, fucking moron! He's just offended because you make it seem like a bad thing to be in love."
"No, I'm making it seem like a bad thing to combine you two", Funny Man chuckled.
Charlie shot him a death glare. "Danny is getting beaten to death and you're joking?"
Funny Man's smile melted off his face and was replaced by guilt. Some people deal with sorrow and worry on their own. Some people show it, some people get angry and some other people would joke at inappropriate times. Funny Man was one of the latter categories. "Sorry."
"Just… We need to calm down before we come up with a plan. Johnny, you keep checking your phone for new videos from Deuce. Charlie, you chill the fuck out because you're snapping at people. Funny Man, you just shut up", J-Dog assigned.
He got three nods before they parted. Da Kurlzz remained behind with J-Dog. "What am I supposed to do?"
"Do I have to order you around? You seem to be able to keep calm so I guessed I shouldn't", J-Dog said. He turned his back towards the drummer and leaned his hands on the table. Da Kurlzz came up closer and placed a hand on his back. "We'll get him back. You don't have to be the strong one."
The rapper turned his head towards his friend. He had small tears in the corners of his eyes. They threatened to spill but he was holding them back so desperately. As if he'd let go of his hope if he'd let go of the tears. He sniffed and wiped his eye on his sleeve. "Did you see his bruises?"
"Yes, they were terrible", the screamer shuddered.
J-Dog sniffed again, wiping his other eye on his wet sleeve. "God, I'm such a fucking pussy."
"Danny is tough. We always talk about him like he's a child but he's the second oldest of us so I think he'll be able to survive", Kurlzz hushed, he offered his friend a bro hug which he accepted.
"Thanks. We'll get Danny back and fuck Deuce up."
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