Forgive me. I am still in a break from writing. I promise to get back to my other two fanfics - Precious and A Wolf in Fox's Clothing quite soon!

Wolf Cub

Chapter 4 - The Hostages

I was scared. There were these people who suddenly put us with blindfolds and made us walk into something! I wanted to get out and cry! I wanted my mom and dad! I wanted to get out of these people! I wanted to run away!

"Hey runt! Shut up and sit down!" someone shouted at me. I felt someone pushed me and forced me to sit onto something. I didn't want to be pushed around like that, but he had a very, very scary voice! I shouldn't be scared though. Dad told me not to be afraid. But he gave me the creeps... I wanted to go home now!

My arms were shaking. Someone... hold me please. I couldn't take this anymore! I then heard Juan cry. Then my other classmates cried. I wanted to cry too... but I remembered dad telling me not to cry unless it involved another person. I then heard one of the strangers say a strange word... Why would he mention 'sheet'?

"Shh... Will... Juan... Stay calm, okay?" I heard Marcus told to us. He was holding our hands tightly. "If we don't let go, we won't be separated from each other, all right?" At least Marcus was beside me. Juan was probably on his other side too. "Just... don't... let... go..."

What was that smell? It didn't smell like air! It was heavy... I was feeling heavy. It had a really strange smell. It didn't smell like mom's perfume... It was more... odd. And... I felt... sleepy. It was so comfortable. But how could I be so comfortable when there were scary people around us? But... I couldn't help but sleep.

Mom... Dad... Help me... Please.

"Will... Wake up."

My eyes felt a bit itchy. I yawned for a bit and stretched my arms. It felt like I slept on something hard. I was never used to that. I looked around, and saw Juan and Marcus looking at me. "Hello guys!" I spoke back. Something took my attention though. The whole place... metal crates... some iron bars blocking the door... Were we in a prison? "Wha... where are we?"

"I heard the big people that we're in some abandoned factory," Marcus answered back. "We're kidnapped too... I just wish my dad would know about this. He would come and save us!" What was that again? Oh right, his father was the leader of Star Fox! Of course!

I then looked at Juan, who was still a bit of depressed. "Are you okay, Juan?" He just whimpered. I walked beside him and patted his back. "We'll have our parents get us out of this mess! Don't worry."

"I know... I know papa will," he spoke back, but it sounded like there was something troubling him. "It's just that... Well... I was always alone from the orphanage I came from... and well... I really liked it that papa adopted me. But now... he is away from me... not because of work... I am afraid that I might end up alone..."

Aww... He touched me there. I wouldn't want to think of being separated from my father and mother too. It would be too hard for me... I am just a kid. I wouldn't know what to do! I tried to cheer him up though. "You won't end up alone! And... while I don't want this to happen... if we do get separated from our parents, we still have each other."

"That's true," Marcus nodded. I saw Juan smiling. I saw his fang escaping his mouth. "Well, that's good to see!"

"Umm... excuse me..."

I looked at the darkness. I saw someone who seemed to be on our age. He was a raccoon and he was wearing glasses. "Oh? Who are you?"

"Are... Aren't you one of my classmates?" he spoke back with a rather hard-to-hear tone. I did sort of recognize him, but I wasn't able to spend time with my other classmates. "I heard you people were talking about being saved by your parents. I wish my mom and dad could do that... My dad only works at a hover car assembly and my mom works at a restaurant though... Could I ask you guys to save me too?"

I saw Marcus's eyes widened. I wondered why. "Aww... Don't worry! My dad is none other than Fox McCloud! He will come and save us all!" I wondered if my dad would be as awesome like his dad. I was confident though that my dad, Wolf O'Donnell, is also as good.

"Cool!" the raccoon exclaimed. "Oh... My name is Ricky Rogers."

"Marcus McCloud."

"I'm Juan Caroso!"

"And I'm Will O'Donnell!" I promptly responded. He gave a weird look though. "What's the matter?"

"What is your dad's name?" he asked.

"Wolf O'Donnell. Why?" I said back. I was really wondering why everyone was giving me that weird look.

I saw Marcus shaking his head. Was something wrong? "Well... Will... You see..."

Before he could finish though, someone opened the door with iron bars. A very tall, scary leopard man with black sunglasses carrying something, I think dad called it a laser blaster, entered. "You four! Get out of there and follow me!"

We felt some chill running down through our spines. His voice was quite menacing for us. We didn't want to move. We were too scared to move. But then he demonstrated how a laser blaster worked. He fired some shot to the wall, causing some sort of... burn. Now we were even more scared!

"Follow me if you don't want to have a hole in your stomach!"

Eep! We walked forward and followed the man. We wouldn't want to end up having holes at our bellies! But I didn't fret. My dad wouldn't. My mom wouldn't. So I wouldn't. When we got out from the room, we saw the other kids also lined up. I saw some other scary people having the same laser blaster things sitting behind some desk with a computer.

"All right. You lot better listen!" a big rhino shouted to us all. "You tell us your names and then shut up! If you cry, we shoot! If you lie, we shoot!" He pulled something at his blaster, making it give a clanking sound. I gulped... It felt like he wasn't joking.

"How could they tell if we were lying or not?" Marcus whispered to me. "How would they know?"

"But... They're scary... It seems like they can read our minds!" I whispered back.

The lines moved. After a classmate of mine said his or her name, the people would type something on their computer and talk gibberish, asking about who were their parents and how much money or stuff they have. We were hostages after all.

I was at the front. "Name, kid," asked the fox wearing eyeglasses who seemed old. "Don't worry... We won't hurt you if you cooperate." Huh? His voice... it felt quite... gentle.

"W-Will... Will O'Donnell," I replied. He raised his eyebrows. Suddenly, the tall people were whispering and making some noises. Why? "Huh?"

"Oh... I see," the old fox told me. "All right, take him back." It still bothered me why they were wondering about my name. It was the same like when we had a class roll-call.

When I was walking back, I heard Marcus say his name. "My name is Marcus McCloud... Son of Star Fox!" he proclaimed. I turned around, and saw the old fox's eyes opened out.