"Oh man, why the hell did this happen?!" Ian cried, as the three boys returned to their apartment. Tala looked at Ian, who had his hands on the side of his face, he was crying. Tala began to hate himself, it was his fault the stupid fight started, it was his fault that Bryan left and it was now his fault that Bryan had been kidnapped. He looked over at the flower in the jar with Bryans blood...It was already starting to wilt! Could that mean that Bryan knew what was going to happen, that if anything bad happened to him the flower would wilt? Tala thought about this and shook his head, no it can't be, but the thought never left.
The men in the limo kept staring at Bryan, who was trying to escape by banging his shoulder against the door. He grunted every time he hit, and he thought he had it at one point, but it was just his mind playing tricks. The taller of the men laughed at him, as Bryan hung his head, defeated.
"Sorry kid, but there's no way you're getting out of here, unless you're put into a body bag" This time both men laughed at the not so funny joke. Bryan glared at them and looked out the window, seeing everyone on the sidewalk just walking past, having no thoughts that just maybe in that limousine that just passed them, there might be someone calling out for help.
Spencer looked over at Tala, who was staring at the flower, not moving.
"Tala?" he asked, he walked over and put an arm around the red head, who just kept staring at the jar. Spencer closed his eyes and sighed.
"Tala, i know what you're thinking, but you're wrong" he began, Tala said nothing, "It wasn't your fault that Bryan was kidnapped and it wasn't his either, right now it doesn't matter, we're going to think of a way to get him back." Tala still said nothing, and was still staring at the flower. His thoughts went elsewhere, thinking about what was happening to the russian right now.
The limo pulled up to a huge house, a mansion, and went up the curved driveway. It pulled to a stop a few minutes later, in front of the mansion and the two men got out.
"Come on" the shorter one snapped, he grabbed Bryans arm, roughly and pulled him out of the car, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. The taller man grabbed him and picked him up, putting him back on his feet, then pushed him towards the mansion. Bryan looked up at the house and thought he saw someone at one of the windows, a woman to be exact, but it suddenly dissapeared, leaving him to wonder if he had actually seen anything.
They entered the huge house and the inside, was bigger than the outside. There were marble staircases, one on the left and one on the right, and there were two entry ways leading to other huge rooms. Bryan paused to look at these wonders, but was suddenly prodded in the back, roughly by one of the men.
"Get going" he said, and Bryan, though he didn't like it, obeyed. They went to one of the staircases, but didn't go up them. One of the men, the shorter one, went to the side and opened a control panel, pushing several buttons. Bryan without them noticing, watched him, memorizing the code, though he probably wouldn't need it. After the man finished, a door opened and they went into an elevator. Bryan was shoved to the back, and the men entered after him. The tall one pushed the number 30 and the elevator moved up. Bryans stomach dropped as they went up fast, faster than any other elevator could go. They reached the 30 floor in only 5 seconds it seemed like. The doors opened on a dark room.
"Go on" one of the men said, gruffily, pushing Bryan hard, to where he fell to the floor again. He was getting tired of being pushed to the floor so many times, so instead of getting up he lashed out with his right foot, catching one the guys' legs. The tall one grunted and fell to the ground, Bryan got up and started to run, but got tripped by the shorter one. He fell and landed on his left shoulder, hearing a popping noise, he let out a pained shout as his shoulder was disconnected with the socket. He lay there for a while until the lights snapped on and he opened his eyes, just barely to see, another man sitting in a chair in front of him.
"Well hello" The man said, putting his fingers together, splaying them. Bryan was breathing rapidly from the pain in his shoulder, and to make it worse, when he was picked up, they grabbed that particular shoulder, purposely hurting him. He shouted again, and tried to struggle free, but they held him tight.
"You won't be escaping" the man in the chair stated, making Bryan look at him, with fear, and anger. The man just smiled and narrowed his eyes. Bryan was now filled with more fear than anger. This man looked scary, He had black greasy, slicked back hair, his teeth were yellow, and he a huge scar running from his temple to the side of his mouth. But what really got Bryan were his eyes, the eyes of a killer, a murderer. Bryan wanted to close his eyes and pinch himself, tell himself it was only a dream, but the pain in his shoulder told him differently.
"I'm sorry my men hurt you, but you were being a little annoying" the man said, he got up from his seat and walked over to Bryan and looked him in the eyes. Bryan saw deeper into those murderous eyes and saw nothing but death, the death of women, the death of children...the death of himself. Bryan smelt the cigar smoke on the mans breath and backed away, holding his breath. The man looked at him, offended.
"I am Bryce Savage" He said, changing the subject, Bryan just stared at him, coldly. Savage grunted and continued.
"Do you know why you're here?" he asked, Bryan once again said nothing and stared. Savage was getting angry, he took his hand and slammed it on the desk beside him.
"I said do you know why you're here?!" He repeated loudly, making Bryan jump and finally answer.
"No" he said, hesitantly, flinching as the guy to his left pulled up on his shoulder, as if to see if it was still dislocated. Savage calmed down and smiled, as if to say of course you don't.
"Of course you don't, you're here because you have something that belongs to us" he said, Bryans ears perked up at hearing this. He looked at Savage, confused.
"What do you mean?" he asked,"I don't even know you." Bryan earned a slap in the face as he finished his sentence. His head jerked sideways, a large red mark on the side of his face shown brightly.
"You little bastard, you know perfectly well who we are!" Savage cried, as Bryan turned his head back to stare at him. Savage then grabbed a photo and shoved it in Bryans face.
"Maybe this will jog your memory" Bryan hesitantly looked at the picture, but as soon as he did his eyes grew wide. The photo was of his father and another man, and him, they were all holding up fish they had caught, Bryans was the biggest. Bryan kept his eyes on the photo long enough to realize the man standing next to his father was Bryce Savage, his fathers business partner.
"Yes, that's me with your father, of course you wouldn't remember, you were only a tadpole", Savage began, he threw the picture in the fire, and Bryan watched it burn. He watched as the face of his smiling father was melted into the hot flames. Bryan looked back at Savage, a look of disbelief on every feature of his face. Savage laughed.
"He never told you did he?" Savage said, and sighed, continuing "Only a few years after that damn photo was taken, your father and I had gone on a business trip, I guess you could call it, if you call going to some damn warehouse in the middle of the damn night to rob a gang of mobsters a business trip" he paused, and smiled at Bryans confused face.
"Yes your father was part of the mob, but of course he wouldn't tell you, your bitch of a mother would have up and left him taking you with him, and he wasn't going to stand for that" Savage continued, "But anyways we were on the verge of stealing the worlds largest diamond from these guys, boy was it a beauty, your father promised me a share of it if I helped him, so I agreed, we got there...I didn't know there was gonna be an ambush waitin' for us" he paused again, taking a few deep breaths.
"That bastard he went in and got the diamond, then he left me to get punished for it, that's how I got this scar" he traced the scar on the side of his face, making Bryans flesh crawl.
"He went and got the money for it and kept it all for himself, not spending a dime, kept it hidden somewhere in his house, the bastard, I went there one night and you and your damn mother just happened to be there, of course you don't remember, I killed your father, but you and your mother got out before I could get to you, I searched that whole house top to bottom, didn't find a damn thing, after your mother died, I found out she didn't have it, so I remembered the one I would never think to look...you" Savage took a step towards Bryan and leaned forward until his breath tickled Bryans ear, out of reflex Bryan tilted his head down, trying to get away, and Savage laughed, and breathed in his ear again, just to torture him. After a while he stopped and backed off. Bryan was thankful, he thought he was going to puke and burst out laughing at the same time.
"Now that i've found you, you can tell me where the money is" Savage said, smiling his yellow smile. Bryan frowned and then grunted.
"I don't know where any money is" he said, hissing. Savage did not like that answer, so he punched Bryan in the stomach, making him grunt, gasp, and double over, falling to one knee. Bryan coughed and tasted blood, as he spat it out. Savage smiled.
"That hurt, there's more where that came from..."
The flower at Talas side started to wilt again, something bad was happening and Tala knew now was the time to go. He bolted up from the couch and banged on the doors of Spencer and Ians rooms. The two boys were up and out of their rooms in seconds, wondering what was wrong.
"What are you doing Tala?" Ian asked, rubbing his tired eyes and yawning. Tala grabbed his coat and car keys and started to pack some things in a duffel bag.
"Get dressed, pack some of your things" was all he said, Spencer looked at the red head, like he was crazy.
"Tala are you crazy, it's 2:00 in the morning, how..." he was cut off by a pissed look from Tala. Tala stood straight and walked up to Spencer, fire blazed his eyes.
"We're going to find Bryan now, something bad is happening to him I can feel it and so can that flower" he pointed to the flower which had wilted a little more. Spencer seemed to have got the message and began to pack , as did Ian. Tala looked out the window and watche the snow falling.
"We're coming Bryan" he whispered "We're coming".
(ok second chapter, here it is! poor Bryan he must feel so abused and confused, well tell me how you like it and I will update soon, HOI HOI! and about the bad guys name, i couldn't think of a Russian name so i just thought up a random name)