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Emma moaned. She was in a dark basement, only one window in the room. It was small and had bars on it. She couldn't believe it. Vincent, her ex-boyfriend had kidnapped her and her brother and thrown him in here. My brother, she remembered. She searched around for her brother. "Luke! Luke! Where are you?" She yelled, hoping for an answer. Silence. "Ugh," Emma groaned. Vincent had punched Luke hard. He was out for probably, three hours? She fell asleep after about an hour in the trunk, and was asleep for probably two hours, because they were nowhere near New York, at least from what she saw when Vincent opened the trunk. She had no idea where they where, only that they were in a forest and likely hours away from New York. She snapped out of her train of thought when she heard a groan. "Luke! Are you awake?" Emma asked. "Yeah," Luke said, very weakly. Emma searched for a couple minutes, but they finally found each other. "Emma! Where are we?" Luke asked. It seemed like he was growing a little stronger. Before, he was so weak he could barely talk. "I don't know Luke," Emma admitted. Luke looked around, and saw the small window with metal bars. "It could be worse," Luke said. "How could it be worse? We've been kidnapped by my ex-boyfriend!" Emma said. "We could be tied up with our mouths taped shut," Luke said, trying to look towards the bright side. "I guess," Emma quietly said. Just then, the door swung open, and there was Vincent. "Aww, it seems my prisoners are awake! How was your sleep?" Vincent teased them. "What do you want from us!" Luke screamed at him. "Revenge," Vincent said once again. Emma and Luke exchanged glances. "What does that mean?" Emma questioned. Vincent laughed. "Oh, you'll see," he told Emma. "Oh, and don't bother looking for your cellphones." He held up Luke and Emma's iPhones like baseball cards. "Emma, good hiding spot though. I didn't find it until I carried you in, but it was obvious then," Vincent laughed while telling her. She had hid it in her boot, after moving it from her back pocket. "We'll start in the morning," Vincent said while exiting the room. "That doesn't sound good," Luke told Emma. Emma shook her head. "He's going to hurt me. Bad," Emma said. "He probably will hurt you too. Just stay strong," she told him. I should be telling her to stay strong, Luke thought to himself. First, knocked out with a single punch, then, used to blackmail his sister, and now, his sister was the one telling him to be strong! "No. We're not gonna be here in the morning, because we're breaking out," Luke whispered to Emma, making sure there was no way Vincent could hear. "But how? He must have surveillance cameras and he said it best, this is basically a prison cell," Emma said, shooting down Luke's plan but really hoping he would answer with a plan. Luke felt around in his pocket for something to use to cut through the metal bars. "If we find something sharp to cut through the metal bars, we could break the window and possibly escape. But not without a sharp tool," Luke told her sister. Emma got up and walked around looking for something. Luke did the same. "Luke, I don't think there's anything in he-" Emma said, but she tripped over something before she could finish. Emma gasped. "A flashlight!" She pushed a button and it went on. "It works! This can really help us!" Emma exclaimed. Luke ran over. "Yes! Good job, tripping over it, Emma," Luke said awkwardly. Even though she accidentally found the flashlight, once again she had done what Luke thought he should be doing. "Okay. Now search around for anything sharp," Luke instructed Emma. Emma nodded and flashed the light all around the room. "Nothing. There's nothing here," Emma said glumly, afraid of what awaited in the morning. Emma turned the flashlight off and sat down. Luke grabbed the flashlight and flashed right next to where Emma gave up. "There's a knife!" Luke shouted, a little too loud. Emma quickly put her hand over Luke's mouth and told him to shut up. Then she walked to the light and picked up, what was a knife. "Luke! You did it!" Emma said in a loud whisper. No I didn't, Luke thought. Even though he had flashed the light where the knife was, he almost caused Vincent to hear them and surely blown any chance of escape before the inevitable torture to Emma and him in the morning. "Okay. Emma, flash the light on the window. I think I'm tall enough to reach," Luke told her. Finally, it seemed like he was taking charge.
"It's not your fault, Jessie," Christina Ross comforted the nanny who sat on the couch crying."Yes it is. If i haven't sent that letter to Mrs, Utley then Luke wouldn't of gotten detention!" Jessie cried to Christina. "That's ridiculous. You were just being a good nanny, checking up on your kids. It's more Luke's fault for not doing the paper. Besides, Emma still would of gotten detention, and would of still been kidnapped," Christina told Jessie. "Thanks. That means a lot," Jessie said through tears. "Dinner. Penne pasta with sauce," Bertram said while putting two plates on the table. "I can't believe it. I really miss Emma and Luke," Bertram admitted. Morgan Ross ran down the steps. "The kids are better. I think Zuri's not worried because she's younger and doesn't understand what's happening. Ravi understands well, and is taking it hard. His brother was kidnapped in India and his parents were killed trying to protect him," Morgan explained. "That's so sad!" Jessie yelled. Morgan nodded. All of a sudden, Ravi came running down the stairs. "Guys! I just texted both Luke and Emma and received the same answer! It says 'Don't worry. Your sister will be tortured starting tomorrow morning. Your brother will receive less punishment, but still will be tortured badly. I can't guarantee they will make it home safely. Actually, they probably won't!' Luke and Emma are in a lot of trouble! We need to find them!" Ravi yelled, tears streaming down his face.
Ravi's Flashback: September 23, 2010
"Ravi! Breakfast," Oma, Ravi's mom said. "Stay here, Mr. Kipling, Ravi instructed his pet lizard. Ravi arrived and was delighted by what was on the table. Rice with chutney to give it more taste. His favorite! Ravi ate it up while enjoying talking to his brother, Farid. They talked about what they were planning on doing that day. "Hey boys!" Barid, Ravi's father asked, smiling, "What a great day!" Barid said, hugging his family. "Another day of school, which you two love, and your mother and I are going to dinner tonight for our anniversary, our 16th! "Farid, your okay watching Ravi tonight, right?" Barid raved and asked his 14-year old son to watch the nine-year old Ravi. "Gladly," Farid said, hugging Ravi. "Okay! Off to school!" Oma told Ravi and Farid. Both gave their mother and father kisses, and ran out the door to school. Oma kissed Barid. "Hun, I unfortunately have to go to work. See you tonight!" Barid said while Oma pushed off Barid. "Love you, honey," Oma said. "Love you too," Barid answered. Barid exited the house and ran into Ravi on the way out. "Were you spying on us?" Barid said laughing. Ravi blushed. "You fed Mr. Kipling right? And locked his cage? We don't want him getting in a fight with the Farokah's lizard again!" Barid questioned Ravi. "I did everything, Papa," Ravi told his father. Barid laughed. "You are so responsible!" He told his son. "Now, get to school," Barid told Ravi, who ran off. They all had great days. Ravi aced his tests, and was voted class president. That night, Ravi and Farid played games and made dinner together. "Your a great brother, Farid," Ravi told his brother. "Your a better one," Farid responded. They hugged and Farid gave Ravi a kiss on the head. Someone knocked on the door. "Mama and Papa are home!" Farid exclaimed, excited. He ran to the door and opened it. It wasn't his parents. The man picked up Farid and carried him towards his car. Just then, Barid and Oma pulled in and ran out. "Put our son down! Now!" Barid yelled at the man, who was dressed in black with a mask on. He pulled out a gun. "Move away. Now. Or I'll shoot you," the man warned. "No!" Oma yelled. The man laughed and shot Barid two times. Once in the head, and once in the chest. Oma charged at the man but was shot in the head as well. "NO!" Farid yelled. He punched the man and tried to run away. "Ravi! Run!" He yelled to his brother. The man shot Farid in the leg and scooped him up and threw him in the trunk. He swerved away. Ravi ran outside, and saw his parents bloody bodies. "NO! Wake up! Your not dead! We have to save Farid!" Ravi yelled, crying. He knew his parents were dead. He knew his brother was kidnapped and he'd be sent to an orphanage, never seeing Farid again. But he hoped that somehow, his parents weren't dead despite being shot, and that Farid would be found soon. But he knew it wasn't true. He was sent to an orphanage and was adopted eight months later.
"Ravi! Are you okay?" Christina asked her son. "Yes. We have to save Luke and Emma! They cannot suffer the same fate as Farid!" Ravi yelled and ran towards the elevator.
I thought this was the best chapter yet, but I don't know about you. Chapter 5 will be up tomorrow, I can assure you that. Please review so i know how you like the direction this story is going!