Chapter One:Taken

Hey, this the first Outsiders fanfiction I have written so please bear with me and enjoy!

Me: Dally can you please do the disclaimer?

Dally: I am Dallas Winston, and I don't take orders from nobody!

Me: I am the author and you are the character! You will do as I say!

*Taps Dally with magical writing wand(it's a pencil)*

Dally: MiilinumLint does not own the Outsiders.

(Ponyboy`s POV)

"Hey man, could you help me with something?" Johnny asked me as we walked to school.

"Yeah sure, what is it you need help with?" I replied, shivering despite the coat I was wearing. The snow crunched beneath our feet as we trudged to school.

"The math homework," he said. "I didn't get to finish last night cause of my old man."

"He beat you again last night? Why didn't you come over to our place?" I asked angrily. I couldn't stand the thought of Johnny having his parents hurt him. I noticed new bruises were already starting to form on his arms and and his cheek there were scratches that were in the shape of fingernails."You alright Johnnycake?"

"Yeah," He said quietly.

"Here take out that math and I'll help you with it real quick, it's not that much," I said and sat down on the edge of the fountain we passed on the way to school. the water in it had frozen over, and the stone edge was so cold that we were freezing our butts of-literally.

Johnny sat down next to me and dug out a sheet of notebook paper with a couple problems copied on it.

"You know how to do this, right?" I asked as I grabbed a pen out of my bag.

He shook his head.

"Okay well it's real simple," I assured him. I quickly explained how and did two of the problems.

"You think you can do the rest on your own?" I asked Johnny.

"Yeah, I think I get it now, thanks man," he mumbled and began to work on the next problem.

Suddenly I froze(no pun intended).

"Johnny," I whispered.

"What's wrong? Are we gonna be late or something?" Johnny looked up from his nearly finished homework.

"No we've got plenty of time," I replied, grateful I had left earlier than usual this morning. Usually I wouldn't have time to help him before school. "Shh, you hear that?"

The sputtering sound of a car engine grew closer.

Johnny`s dark eyes widened. "Oh, man." He said, his voice unsteady. I knew he was probably thinking about the last time he was jumped.

"I-I think should go," I stammered.

I grabbed my bag when suddenly the noise stopped and I heard a car door open.

It was too late.

(Johnny`s POV)

Before I could even try to make a run for it, someone grabbed my shoulders, spun me around and shoved me against the fountain.

"What`s your name," He growled. The man was tall, chubby, and had a scruffy dirty yellowish white beard. He had angry blue eyes and his breath reeked of beer, like my dad`s did most of the time.

Usually I`m a pretty quiet, polite guy, which is saying something since most sixteen-year-old boys hear are anything but so, but on occasion I can be a little sassy. Unfortunately, your once in my life I got mouthy.

"What`s your name?" I retorted. Without warning Beer-Breath slammed my head on the cold, hard edge of the fountain. My head exploded in sharped pain and I bit down on my lip hard to keep for crying out.

"Let`s try that again," He hissed. "What is your name?"

"J-Johnny Cade!' I stammered. "Johnny W-Will-illiam Cade!" I was shaking like a leaf as my head was crushed again.

"What`s Johnny short for?" Beer-Breath demanded, shaking me.

"N-n-nothing sir, just Johnny," I whispered. When I was born, my parents did really want me or really care, so they just slapped on the first name they came up with on the certificate. Johnny. Not something more proper like John or Jonathan. Just Johnny. Not like I mind, I prefer Johnny over John or Jonathan any day , but I still got a lot of weird looks.

"Stupid-ass name for a stupid as kid," He said harshly and hit my head again. My head felt foggy and hurt.

"Stop, please..." I gasped. "My n-names Johnny William Cade and I`m six six-teen, please lemme go."

He did, and as soon as I dropped down on my knees, her kicked me in the head, hard.

I let out little noise that sound like a cross between a groan and whimper.

"Goddamitt kid," he snapped. "Get the hell up."

I couldn`t. I felt queasy and terrible. I couldn`t stop shaking and I bent over and puked in the snow, heaving until I felt like I was gonna pass out.

I felt someone smaller than him grab me under my arms and yanked me up roughly, cause my head to spin and ache even more. Without warning, Beer-Breath shined and a flashlight in my eyes.

"Ah, damn," He groaned. "The kid`s probably gotta concussion."

"Fuck..." The person holding me said, and began cussing the other man out so badly I was breaking Pony`s record for turning red. He shoved me into the backseat of the car, all while screaming at Beer-Breath that if I barf in his car, I`m dead.

"J-Johnny," I heard Ponyboy whisper softly, his teeth chattering.

I glanced over at him and I just about screamed. There was a ton of blood of his face and shirt. It wasn`t till I got closer that I realized that it was coming from his nose.

"Whoa, uh, ya want this?" I mumbled slowly, taking of my jean jacket and then removing the plain white t-shirt I was wearing under it. Pony took it and pressed it to his bleeding nose, shivering.

"I think its broken." He told me in a muffled voice.

'Wha did they da-da-do to you?" I stammered quietly and struggled to put my jacket back on over my bear chest. I was already pretty dizzy and the car ride was helping matters. I remember one of them saying if I threw up in the car, I`m dead and I nervously bit down on my lip so hard I could taste cold, metallic blood.

"Dunked me, in the fountain," Ponyboy`s teeth were chattering as he spoke. "So, c-cold."

"They, uh hit my head," I explained. " Hit it `gainst the fountain. Says I gots uh, a concussion."

Ponyboy had now curled up into a little ball, head down. he was shaking, and dripping wet, his wet hair plastered to his forehead. A scarlet stain spread across the shirt he held up to his nose. Glory he must be real cold, the water in the fountain was only a few degrees away from freezing and he was shaking like a leaf, his skin very white and his lips blue.

Then I began to tremble too, when it hit me. We`ve been kidnapped. We were in a car alone with three strange men that can and will hurt us. We may never see the gang again. We very well might die very soon.

Without thinking, I put an arm around Ponyboy and scooted closer to him. I pulled him into a hug and rested my head on is shoulder.

As long as we`re to together, we will get through this.

Oh, how dramatic. Please review and check out my poll.