Fairy Tale Nightmare

By: Riley

Summary – One night in the apartment the boys fall ill, at least that's what they think. Tragedy strikes and Big Time Rush find themselves in the middle of it, with no way out…

Chapter One

Kendall Knight groaned and placed a hand on his stomach, feeling as if he was going to throw up any minute. The walls, the ceiling, the floor, it all seemed twist and turn each and every way he turned. He puffed his cheeks up as his stomach gurgled, knowing that he was going to spew the contents of his stomach any second. He let out a sigh of relief when the feeling passed. He started to get up, but then let out a moan of pain when his head seemed to explode, causing him to sink back down into his chair again.

His friends, James Diamond, Logan Mitchell, and Carlos Garcia didn't seem to be in better shape. James was lying on the ground, his head turned to the side in case he was going to throw up, a hand on his stomach, moaning quietly. Normally 'The Face' of Big Time Rush wouldn't let anything happen to his precious hair, but now, his hair lay disheveled around his face, he didn't even have the strength to move his hand down to his lucky comb to fix it. But he tried; his fingers were twitching towards the object feebly.

Logan was slumped against the wall, looking like his legs would give out on him at any second. His brown eyes were dull, his face was pale, and he had a thin layer of sweat over his face. His lower lip was trembling and his hands were on his stomach. Every now and then he leaned over, grabbing the wastebasket that was by his feet and held it over his face. But then he would stay quiet and push the trash can away from him, only to grab it back when his stomach muscles constricted once more.

Then there was Carlos, who was currently in a combination of sitting up and falling over, laughing all the while. He was the only one that seemed to be having some sort of amusement with the sick feeling that rocked his guts. Every time he would look over at one of the other boys, he would point at them and laugh loudly until he got the feeling to throw up as well. He had thrown up already, and unfortunately it just so happened to have thrown up in Logan's backpack, causing him to try and kill him, but that just sent him running towards the bathroom.

The apartment that had once caused them so much excitement before is now causing them nothing but grief and the feeling to puke.

Kendall groaned as he pushed himself off of the orange couch, trying to move to his bedroom. When he was younger, going to sleep in his bed always made him feel better. Granted, his mother usually was there to give him chicken soup as well, but since she was out getting groceries, that was going to have to wait. Kendall looked down at his feet as he started to shuffle to his room, the checked pattern on his Vans had started to move... jump up and down, twirl around, create crazy patterns that caused his stomach to lurch three inches to the left.

Kendall frowned down at his shoes thinking that he had food poisoning from eating so much stuff in the cabinets and the refrigerator without looking at the expiration dates. It was his fault, he supposed, as his mother hadn't been grocery shopping in a while and he and his friends had just gotten back from playing hockey so they were starving. Kendall cocked his head slightly to the side and decided that it was either that or his shoes had come to life. The second option would be cooler, he thought to himself.

As he continued to stumble, he reached out a hand to steady himself, but fell, pulling on the chord to the blinds as he did so. The blinds went flying up and sunlight immediately entered the room.

"Ugh," James cried, shielding his face with his hands. "Could someone turn off the sun?"

"What kind of a stupid question is that?" Logan snorted, slowly turning his head to look at James. "The sun is a star made up of-"

"No. One. Cares." James interrupted.

Carlos started to laugh again, and then he gave a hard cough, his face suddenly turning extremely pale. Logan turned to look at him, his eyes filled with concern. He opened his mouth to ask the helmet-clad boy if he was alright, but Carlos' eyes shut and he slipped to the ground, not moving. James managed to push himself up to his elbows, looking over at Carlos.

"Is he…" he held his breath, nauseous, and then shook his head, waiting for the moment to pass. "Is he ok?"

"I don't know," Logan murmured and brought a hand up to his forehead, wiping away sweat. "If we have food poisoning, there's no way for you to pass out." He continuously wiped sweat off of his forehead and then took a deep breath before walking over to Carlos, his legs threatening to collapse with each step he took. "Carlos?" His voice sounded muffled, far away as Kendall watched him. "Carlos?" Logan then stopped walking, he stumbled a step, and his left leg crumbled underneath him before he fell to the ground with him.

"Logan!" Kendall cried.

"Oh, I think I'm going to be sick again," James declared and got to his feet before running over to the bathroom. He managed to grab onto the door before he seemed to melt, falling to his knees and then sluggishly falling onto his side.

"James," Kendall breathed. He didn't have the strength to push himself off the floor, no matter how hard he tried. He slowly, very slowly, put his hand into a fist, before his eyes closed and he fell to the ground.

There was silence throughout the apartment; you couldn't hear any of the boys' faint breathing. Then the door slowly opened and four figures dressed head to toe in black slipped quietly into the apartment. One of them figures, obviously the leader, went over to each boy and thoroughly checked to make sure that they were knocked out before turning back to the others. He nodded once before bending over and picking up Carlos in his arms. The other three picked up Kendall, Logan, and James and they quietly slipped out of the apartment undetected.

Big Time Rush didn't notice any of those things, they didn't notice as they were taken out of the Palm Woods, loaded up into a van, and driven away.

They were lost to the real world as they swam in darkness…

A/N: Alright, my first new story. I hope that you guys like it so far, it's an idea I had floating through my mind for a while. As usual the first chapter is short/a prologue. Yeah, no one died, they were just kidnapped, how many of you could guess that? Anyway, I don't know how long this story will be, so…yeah…I'll update again soon.

Cheers,

-Riles