Kidnapped Chapter 2

He came to his senses slowly, his eyes attempting to adjust to the darkness. Panic instantly seized him as he remembered what was going on. Hamish wriggled wildly, trying to get free from his bonds.

"Osprey, the kid's awake." A woman's voice echoed through the darkness. "What did Jax want us to do with him?"

"Beats me," Osprey replied. "I think we're just supposed to keep him alive long enough to freak Moss out before we kill him."

"Oh?"

Hamish could sense someone leaning over him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see anything. Suddenly, his world was flooded with light as something was removed from in front of his eyes. He blinked multiple times, trying to get used to the new illumination.

"It's a shame," she commented. "I think he's kinda cute." Hamish turned his head to look at the woman. She had deep purple hair tied in pigtails and crystal blue eyes.

"You think everyone's cute, Alia."

"What's his name?" she asked.

"How am I supposed to know? We just nabbed the brat, we didn't play 20 questions with him," Osprey replied, crossing his arms.

"And how do you even know Moss will care about him being gone?"

"The brat's his son."

"Really?" Alia looked at Hamish with new interest. Reaching over, she removed the gag from his mouth.

He spat the sock out with a gagging noise, but didn't make another sound, staring at them fearfully.

"What's your name?" she asked.

Hamish stared at her, wide-eyed for a few moments before he spoke. "Whaddya want with me?"

"She asked you a question!" Osprey snarled. "Answer her, you brat!"

He let out a squeal as Osprey raised a fist. "Hamish! My name is Hamish!"

"Osprey," Alia scolded. "You don't have to be such a jerk... You're scaring him."

"That was the idea... He's Moss's son, he shares the same evil genes..."

"... Why don't ya like Mr. Moss?" Hamish squeaked, hoping the guy wouldn't hit him for it.

He didn't answer, instead asking, "Why do you call your father Mr. Moss?"

"Mr. Moss says that he's a wantin' me ta act like the other Cyclonians," he replied, afraid not to answer. "Says he shouldn' be a treatin' me any different than the guards."

"Hmph. Should've expected Moss to be a jerk to his son."

"He ain't a jerk!" He protested, the look like he regretted it immediately as Osprey raised his fist.

"What can you tell us about Moss?" Alia asked calmly, trying to put Hamish at ease; they could get more information from him that way.

Hamish suddenly clammed up, realizing that it probably wouldn't be a good thing to tell them what they wanted to know.

"Talk!"

"I... I ain't tellin' ya anythane!" He blurted out, instantly recoiling as he was smacked across the face. Tears of pain filled his eyes and he swallowed, trying to control his fear. He was just the kid who fed the track beasts! Why did this have to happen to him?

"We'll see if you remain so quite when Jax gets back," Osprey hissed, eyes narrowing. "He'll know how to put you in your place."

"Git those track beasts out there!" Moss shouted, storming though the prison. "If they're anywhere on this terra, I want 'em found! Now! They ain't gettin' away with this!"

The guards were scrambling to get Mr. Moss's orders completed. It seemed every second he would come up with a new order for them.

"What if they ain't on the terra, sir?" One of the Cyclonians finally asked.

"Then we'll go a searchin' someplace else!" he exclaimed. "We'll tear the whole Atmos up lookin' for those creeps! No one kills my guards and kidnaps my son and gits away with it!"

"But Master Cyclonis said that we're not supposed to leave Zartacla after what happened the last time..."

Moss scowled and ground his teeth. "Now I know you wouldn't be trying to contradict my orders, ain't that right?"

"Of course not, sir!" he exclaimed.

"Good. Now you run along and get Bessie ready. I'm a goin' to find my boy... And the ones who did this? Well, they're going to be in a whole mess o' trouble.."