A/N:

I'm baaacccckkkkkk! I know I skipped a day, but I just thought that updating everyday is too much. But I think you like it, so I'm back to updating quickly.

Btw, I'd really want to thank all of you who reviewed. May you be the one who reviewed every single chapter, or the ones who reviewed once or twice. Thanks again!

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Chapter 7

Logan woke up to see himself in the arms of James, who was still asleep. He slowly crawled out of his arms, trying not to hurt him since some of the cuts were still open, not bleeding, but open. As he crawled out, he saw a door that belonged to a walk-in closet. He got up and slowly walked over to it, and opened the door.

There were lots of clothes, shoes, and accessories in there, but all of them were for boys only. Teenage boys, to be exact.

Logan saw a small drawer in there and decided to open it. He saw a file and went through it. His eyes grew wide. We're in so much trouble.

Inside the file, were a few pictures and information which had been there for about 10 years:

The first one had a picture of a young boy with blond hair and blue eyes, about 13 or 14, and the information down there was;

Name: Thomas E. Clayton

Age: 13

Specialty: Straight A student, can memorize anything

The second was another picture of a boy about the same age and hair color of the first one, but had hazel eyes. The information was;

Name: Clyde H. Joseph

Age: 13

Specialty: Won 1st place in every dance tournament.

Logan read through almost the whole file and it turned out to be information of teens from age 13 – 17 who either had perfect marks, perfect talents, or any other specialties.

He was looking through it again when the last two pages caught his eye. The first one was a picture of himself and the information was;

Name: Hortense Logan Mitchell, or Logan Mitchell

Age: 16

Specialty: Straight A student, medical knowledge, member of the band Big Time Rush.

The other was a picture of James and underneath was written;

Name: James D. Diamond

Age: 16

Specialty: Solid voice, good looks, member of the band Big Time Rush.

Logan flipped over the pages again and the rest was blank. Why are our names in here? He thought. At least Kendall and Carlos are alright.

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"Boss, when are those kids going to start working?" Paul, Mark's 'co-worker' asked.

"Very soon, Paul. Just check if any of them are awake. If so, bring him here." Mark ordered.

Paul nodded and went to do his job.

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James groaned as he woke up and hissed when he felt the pain radiating through his body, again. He blinked a few times and saw Logan walking over to him, and he was carrying some kind of file in his hands.

"Logan? What's that?" James asked.

Logan kneeled down beside James and opened the file. "Look, it's got pictures and information of teens from ages 13-17, and our names are in there too."

James took the file and went through it when one of them – not his or Logan's info – caught his eye.

"I know this kid!" he said, pointing to one of the pre-teens.

Logan looked at the picture and said, "That's Clyde-"

"Joseph! He's my older cousin. Well, was. He's supposed to be 23his year." James looked down and Logan could see the sadness in his eyes.

"What happened?" Logan asked.

James sighed. "When I was 6, before my mom and dad were divorced, my uncle from my dad's side came to visit us and asked if we've seen Clyde, well, we didn't. Clyde was 13 that time when he went missing along with his best friend, Thomas. I didn't know what was going on until a month later, both of them were found, dead."

"I'm sorry, James, I didn't know."

"It's okay, Clyde and I weren't really close anyway." Suddenly, James' eyes widened in realization. Were the other teens found dead, too? Were any of them found alive? How about us?

"James, what are you thinking?" Logan asked. He already knew the answer, but he just needed to ask it.

"I-"

The door opened with a loud slam and one of Mark's 'co-worker'walked in. Without hesitation, he grabbed Logan and held him in place. James immediately got up, ignoring all the pain and was ready to charge at the man, but something made him stop in his tracks.

A gun.

James froze as he watched the gun being pointed and pressed against Logan's temple. The man smirked. "Don't take another step unless you want me to put a hole in his head, James."

"What do you want?!" James yelled out, although the man was only 2 feet away from him.

"Yeah, what do you want?" Logan repeated, struggling in the man's grip.

The man ignored them and dragged Logan all the way out the door and left James there, completely powerless.

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"NO! Let go of me! Where are you taking me? Let go!" Logan yelled and kept squirming in the man's grip.

The man didn't say anything and when they reached the end of a hall, the man opened a door and forced Logan in. He made Logan sit on a small, wooden chair and tied his hands behind his back.

Mark walked into the room and stepped in front of Logan, gripping his chin to grab hold of his face. He moved it from left to right.

"Well," Mark started, "You look handsome after all. I bet the ladies will love you."

"What?" Logan asked, confused and panicked at the same time.

Mark ignored him and let go of his face, then he turned towards the man(A/N: We all know the man is Paul, I don't know why I keep saying 'the man') and said, "His ready now, get the things while I tell him what to do."

Paul nodded and went out.

Mark looked back at Logan. "Wanna have a real job, kid? Well, you're gonna have it in about a few minutes."

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Okay, I don't know if this chapter is long or not, but I hope it is. I don't know why, but I feel like this story is starting to make no sense. Do you think so? Well, maybe it's because I'm really sleepy while typing this, and this story is not pre-written.

Anyway, tell me what you think, and you can give me ideas and maybe I'll use them(except the ideas telling me to make slash).

So, that's all for now. R&R please!