The RED team men looked down at the Scout, one curiously, and the other somewhat nervous maybe?

The RED's whispered to each other as Danny looked around his vision blurred.

"whea' da hell am i?" He asked searching the room for answers. "Feels like someone was punting anvils at my head."

Walter stared for a moment before saying "Where would we anvils to punt?"

and Steve added, "How the bloody hell would we 'punt' them?"

the Scout froze- those voices were definitely NOT anyone from his base. These must have been Reds'.

Danny went in to a panic and scrambled to get up off the hospital bed He was sprawled out on. He then found the pain wasn't only in his head, but his legs-He felt crippled.

His vision still blurred as he looked down to see his legs which looked no different then usual-BUT GOOD LORD HE WAS IN HIS UNDERWEAR! He let out a short yelp, "WHAT THE HELL?" He wanted answers- actually he just wanted to curl up and die.

"Where...are...my cloths?" He managed to hiss out to whoever it was that captured him, his cheeks flushed.

"That's what they do in the movies..." Walter whispered, Danny, not sure if the pyro had meant for him to hear.

"Shut up walter," Steve whispered under his breath. "We did it so we could access your wounds easier, you can't exactly heal someone through a full set of cloths.

"Medic does it..." The Scout hissed to his mysterious capturers.

"Well do we look like medics to you?" Steve questioned.

"I don't know WHAT the hell ya are I can't see shit!"

"But are you really missing out? who wants to look at shit?" Walter started but was interrupted by Steve's elbow being slammed in to his rib cage. "WHAT THE HELL? It's true! you saying you wanna go look at a pile of shit?"

"Walter, I AM looking at a pile of shit." that would have made Danny laugh any other day, but right now he was trapped in the enemy base.

"Looks guys, I just wanna go home," The young Bostonian whined, "I just wanna go back ta' BLU base."

"Okay kid, make up your mind, Do you wanna go home, or to BLU base?" Steve asked. "They are two totally different things."

"Totally different." Walter echoed.

"Look, you guys know what i mean, what do you want from me? Take my wallet! I don't care just bring me home!" Danny was now more annoyed then scared. whoever these people were, he didn't think they had any intention on harming him.

"We can't do that." Walter said giving Danny a hard stare.

"W-why not!" Walter and Steve both looked at each other before laughing. "Well of course we COULD, but ya see Mate, we're not going to." Steve said smirking.

"Why not! The Admin will fuckin' kill yuz' if she knows you captured a BLU and ain't lettin' um go!" The Scout knew what he was saying was sadly untrue, but in his mind, deep down in the back of his mind, where only the stray bits of imagination roam He wanted this to be true. Oh how much he wanted this to be true.

But it wasn't. So he should just tell his imagination to shut the fuck up.

"She won't kill us! We are doin' this ta' protect are teams intelligence!" Steve informed the boy. "We do whats necessary to keep are team and that bloody thing safe." Now Danny was really confused.

"What do I have ta' do wit ya' frikken intel?"

"you peeked in that and you know it."

"Why would I wanna peek in your stupid intel?" Scout knew the answer to that-He was a curious little bastard.

"I dunno, why DID you peek in to our 'stupid intel'?" Walter asked the Scout.

"BECAUSE I WANTED TA KNOW SOMETHING." Danny answered the Pyro, He was quite flustered. Walter put his hands up to silence the boy who was clearly about to start spilling out a billion confusing sentences at once.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay...okay...Just tell me what you wanted to know and MAYBE I can help you." Walter said slowly lowering his hands again once the boy had calmed down.

"I wanna know if you have my friend..." The Scout found it hard, but made himself look in to the eyes of the short man in front of him. "I wan't him back."

Walter looked over to his slightly taller friend. Steve brushed his fingers through his Messy blond hair. "Look kid...We don't know what your talking about."

"You do don't you?" The Scout whispered.

He was answered with silence...

Cold...

Dead...

silence...

They knew where he was.

"Look kid we really don't know where the hell your friend is."

"You're lying..."

A little while after Steve had finished going over and over long lines of questions,

Danny sat alone in a small room with books lining the walls. He guessed it could be called a library, but there weren't that many books. He was happy Walter and Steve had let him leave the infirmary though he wasn't allowed to go far at all, it would give him something to do.

They also gave him food to eat, which wasn't exactly fit for a five star restaurant, but it was edible and that's all that matters.

He was skimming through a book about planets. (At least that's what he thought it was about) He was in the middle of reading about Mars when the lights flickered before zapping out. One by one the lights popped off, the entire building making a low moaning sound, with every light shut down was a small fizz in the walls around him.

Everything was quiet, as a loud echo of the last light forcefully being shut off left everything completely dark.

He sat alone in the cold, dark room.

Silence...

Nothing but silence...

Darkness...

That's when the whispers started...

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Thank you for the review! :'D It means a lot to know at least one person reads my terrible writing ...

But yeah! I noticed the "know" mistake while looking back at older chapters to fix, I don't even know how I made that mistake! O_e I guess i'm just a derp... XD

But I think I am getting better at writing. :)

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