WARNING: This chapter is a really big twist, and you will hate me forever for it.

Chapter 6

My eyes fluttered open. It took a minute for them to adjust to the dark. I tried to move but everything was numb.

I was sitting on a concrete floor, the only light came from a dull light bulb hanging from the ceiling. I watched as it swung back and forth. It hypnotized me until I finally came to reality. All the pain came to me at once, starting with the pulsing of my head. When I tried to touch it, something held me back. I looked down slowly and saw my right arm was chained to the wall behind me. It was cutting into my wrist, leaving a red wring.

Blood ran down the length of my arm. My eyes trailed up the fine lines, leading up my neck. I guessed it was coming from the back of my head, where the pulsing started. I already knew I was too weak to break free. No matter how hard I tugged at the chain it wouldn't break. I must have used all my energy just trying to lift my arm up from the floor. It scared me, how violently it shook.

I looked around the dim lited room. There was a large door on the wall opposite myself. There were no windows that I knew of. There would be a good chance they can see me, but I can't see them. That's exactly why I decided to sit still; they couldn't know I was awake. The only other object in the room was a square table, sitting in the far right corner of the room. There was a chair too, sitting right behind it.

I felt myself getting lightheaded. The pain became too much and my head pulsed harder. My arms sat limp at my sides, and my legs lay numb in front of me. My head was resting against the back wall, pounding at every second. I could feel the sticky liquid run down my arm, and neck. My rib was most likely broken again, hence the throbbing pain I felt. It hurt to take a breath. Every one took a lot out of me.

The door swung open as I felt myself drifting. A tall man with a stubby beard and short blonde hair entered. He took a quick look at me and sat at the table in the corner, looking at me. We studied each other for what seemed like forever until he finally spoke.

"So you're Cameron Morgan, I see." He laughed at me. I've never felt so weak in my life. I chose not to respond. "Silent treatment? Fine, fine. I just wanted to talk, that's all." He said in an innocent voice, throwing his hands up. "You know, I can help you. You look in pretty bad shape; if you talk to me I'll fix you up-"

"Just let me go." I said, using all the energy I had left.

"I wouldn't get your hopes up, kid. We had your mom here for years, a top agent. Your chances of getting out of here are slim to none." He said. "Look, your father posed a huge threat to our corporation. When we had him in our custody, your mother came too close to finding us. With her in custody too, they both of course escaped after years of planning, behind our backs, and the cameras." I listened intently at his every word. I should have known this had happened. After all those years, I just thought she was ignoring my calls and letters.

"So why am I here?"

"You know where they are. I don't know where, but you do. A hideout that only you know the location of. We have them talking about it on camera, but no location."

"What if I don't know" I said in a calm voice. I panicked inside as I thought of our vacation spot. When I was younger we vacationed there, and there was a hideout directly under the house. It was on a lake, but it wasn't on the map. We visited It when we were threatened usually, and that must be the one they went to.

"Then I guess we'll just have to jog your memory." He smiled. He banged on the wall behind him three times.

The door opened once more, this time another man walked in. He held a rope in one hand and tugged it two times. A girl appeared in the doorway. She wore a large baggy t-shirt, and no shoes. Her hands and ankles were cuffed together, and I could also see multiple markings on her arms and legs. Some looked fresh, and some were scabbed over. Her hair was long and black, covering her face. It was messy and dull, cut in random places.

"Please, don't tell me you don't remember each other?" He laughed

Yeahhhh so hey people! It's a big twist I know, but its all part of the plan! Where did I get that line from…? I think its special agent oso… my sister needs to grow up already!

Well it won't always be like this, and NO Zach is not gone forever. He won't fall off the face of the earth like the Jonas brothers or anything like that! This is just pretty much where things get more interesting, please trust me! Next chapter will be more exciting by the way, I already have the next four typed up!

Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaseeeeeeee review! Or I'll cry! I seriously get up early, just to check my email. I'm such a loser like that… I know. I'm paranoid. :P

And one more thing! Sorry it's short and fast moving, I can't help it!