Shit goes by quickly but it's supposed to. Sorry, it's supposed to seem like a huge blur of info.


The warehouse was empty, but there were obvious signs that it had been used recently. He looked around, turned over tables and destroyed decorations… Funny substances that smelled like urine, Kevin supposed they were either rats or the slaves were told to stand there no matter what. The place seemed clear of anything useful, but then he spotted a shredded paper on the floor and he snatched it quickly. A hand scrawled note written on the back of a newspaper that contained an address. The note read 'we return here' and circled a large old building just outside of the city area.

There was no way he wasn't going there.

~.~.~

"The body of a local woman, Jourdon Kaide, was found dead this morning…" The news reporter said. "By a local drug dealer claiming he stopped by to drop off money he owed her…"

Rave dropped his mug and it shattered. The resounding noise sent Nat running in asking what was wrong frantically and Rave couldn't respond besides pointing at the TV.

"... No way…" He was just as shocked and Nat called Kevin's cell as quickly as he could, almost surprised when he actually did pick up.

"... Nat?"

"Dude have you seen the news?!" Nat couldn't seem to stay calm.

"News?"

"Jourdon is dead!"

"..."

"Kevin?"

"I'm sorry." And he hung up.

Nat didn't like the sound of that. It almost sounded like he was guilty of it himself. He headed for the door. "Rave, stay put, there's something wrong with Kevin and I'm gonna go find him."

He tried calling Kevin again, once again he picked up though he didn't speak this time.

"Kev, what did you do?"

"I-I got mad… she said she knew Rave had been there the whole time… She said that Eddy's big bro was in charge of the whole thing and she wouldn't… he told her he'd kill Rave if she told anyone and I got mad and…." He stopped talking.

"Kevin are you crazy?! Where are you, I'm coming to get you."

"I'm going after Eddy's brother. I'm getting Edd back."

"Where. Are. You?"

"I can't tell you that."

"Dammit Kev-" Kevin hung up. "-in… dammit!"

Nat sped off in his car after that.

~.~.~

He drove his car into the building, fury taking over him and not allowing any rational thought. He got out, the people inside had drawn guns and a few women that were around had moved to the sides in fear. They weren't dressed as slaves so there was no knowing who they were. He didn't even mind the guns, he just walked, a bunch of men stopping him.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" One of them shouted.

He laughed for the longest time, causing them to wonder if he was insane. Once he stopped he drew his own gun. "Y'know it was not going to last a long time before someone figured out who was running this whole time. Have you ever heard of the bad guy winning?"

His words confused them and they let their defenses down and he waved the weapon around wildly.

"It would just take a matter of time before you took someone important." And he shot one of the men without thinking. "Did you all think that this would end up with your wallets fat and you're just happy with everything?!" He shot another, now their weapons were back up again and they were shouting threats and he wasn't listening, shooting more of them, someone shot at him, grazing his arm and causing him to hiss in pain. He still didn't care.

"You're all dead! All of you! You've taken him from me!" He hissed, shooting again, leaving only one, trembling man with a gun left.

"Please! I'll give you the money! Don't shoot!"

"I don't want your fucking money, I want Edd." Kevin spat. The confused look that crossed the man's face only made him angry, and he shot, continuing up to the top floor of the building. He shot anyone who tried to stop him as he approached the large office. Sitting inside, Eugene, and he loaded the gun and pointed it.

"What the hell kid…?!"

"Give him back!"

"Give who back?!"

"Edd!"

"I don't have any of those twerps!"

"Don't fucking lie to me! Give him back!"

"I'm tellin' ya, I don't know where he is! Get los-" The gun fired, through his chest and Kevin stopped, looking down at his own body as blood began to soak his shirt. He collapsed. Behind him, a security guard had finally come and shot the cop.

The world went black.

~.~.~

Ten years ago, Kevin Barr was walking along, Rave in front of him, Jourdon behind him, when a black van pulled up and started chatting him up. They wanted him to help find their dog and he stopped, knowing it was a trick, before continuing to walk on. The truck's back doors swooped open and hands grabbed hold of him, pulling him inside the vehicle. Rave stopped up ahead and turned to run after him, Jourdon screamed his name and moved to get him, but it was too late. The men pressed the cloth to his face and Kevin went out, the van speeding away.

"It's time for the delusion to end, Kevin." The voice in his head rang, and he opened his eyes. There, in a dark warehouse, Kevin Barr now lay, ten years later, in the very place he'd built his world around. Rave had never been the victim. Rave was probably sitting with Nat and had been sitting with him for ten years. Rave had never been kidnapped. Edd was not in danger. No, the only one who'd been taken…

Was Kevin.