"I can't believe this!? Why would you even think about going by yourself? You should've called Chris and me to come help you…"
Martin blocked out Aviva's scolding and dropped his head in shame. He knew it was his fault. He had tried to do something right and it blew up in his face. He didn't mean to cause any of this; he was just tired of people always looking down on him just because of his mistakes. He didn't know what Edwin would do when he got what he want but he knew he would do anything to save his brother and friends.
"…But I glad you're okay."
Martin looks up as her hand comes to rest on his shoulder. He studied her face, looking for any sign of anger, but all her saw was relief and a friendly smile. He smiled softly back before he remembers their situation.
"But this is all my fault and I need to find a way to correct this," he says determinedly.
Aviva nods, "And I'll help you every step of the way. He will not lay his hands on our friends or my inventions."
The two friends, who were determined to keep their friends out of harm, silently vowed to keep their friends safe. Now all they needed was a plan.
Martin filled Aviva in about everything that had happened and Aviva vice versa (leaving out the part about Chris having a concussion.)
"So maybe somehow Tyler could help us?" Aviva whispered after Martin explained their conversation. They sat in the back corner, heads so close almost touching, and making sure to keep their conversation on the down-low.
"That's what I was thinking but I'm still not sure if he'll be on board to help us. I don't think he likes it very much here but I don't he would be willing to directly go against Edwin. He seems very in subjection to him when Edwin is around, but when he's not, the boy kind of relaxes like he can finally breathe," Martin informed Aviva who was nodding.
"Okay so maybe we need to find a way to get the others to go somewhere, and I mean everyone except Tyler, and then he would be willing to help. And he could just come up with an excuse that somehow we escape," Aviva prompted.
"Yeah, good luck with that. They all don't leave, only twice I've seen that. The first time when I first "stumbled" upon here and the second was when they left to go to a village to get supplies. But know when they leave, they always leave two to three people here. I'm not only to keep watch on me but also to be ready to catch the others," Martin said looking at his hands, feeling the guilt again. Aviva notices and quickly tries to assure him.
"He will not catch the others. They are smart and wouldn't walk into this blindly like we both did. Plus, we would not give up until we have a plan. We've pulled through situations before and we will with this one too," Aviva encouraged him. Her optimism rubbed off on Martin a little and he nodded and tried to come up with a plan again.
"But Aviva, they have a bunch of weapons and we have nothing." And then his optimism was gone.
"No," she states firmly. "We have our friends who never given up on us before and we're not about to do the same. They'll come through for us, but in the meantime we cannot just sit here like easy ducks. We need to be prepared for whatever happens."
"You're right. So what do we do? We are literally locked in a cage without any resources."
"Well…"
"Hey! What are you two blabbering about?" Edwin yelled strolling to the cage. Martin and Aviva immediately jump back from each other.
"We're talking about how Aviva needs to use the bathroom," Martin says smoothly. Aviva sharply looks at him in surprise and mild embarrassment.
"I never-"
"So you need to let her out so she could use it," Martin harshly interrupts her and gives her the trust-me-look. Aviva, although confused, nods in agreement.
"Uh…yeah, really bad…like right now." Aviva stumbles over her words and she looks to Martin for approval, but he wasn't looking at her. He was staring at Edwin.
"See…she's about to piss herself so you need to open the door so she could go!" Martin exclaimed, gesturing wildly. But Edwin didn't seem too convinced.
"How do I not know this isn't a trick?" Edwin said putting his hands on his hips. Aviva took that as her cue.
"Please," she squirmed, bouncing on her feet, "I really need to go!" Aviva's face twisted and her feet fidgeted. "I'm not kidding! I need to go now!"
Edwin stared at her for another second before grumbling under his breath, and fishing out the key. Aviva's face flooded with relief and not because she really did have to go to the bathroom. Martin's plan worked…wait, what is his plan? When Edwin opens the door, are they supposed to attack? Try to run for it? Aviva looked at Martin but his faced revealed nothing. He wouldn't try to do attack or run, they're still out-numbered and out-weapon. So what is she supposed to do?
"Well, don't just stand there! Move it!" Edwin barked. Aviva realized he had opened the door already. She flushed hoping she didn't give it away. She hurried out and Edwin closed the door and locked it. She fleetingly looked at Martin, hoping he would give any clue on what she was supposed to do, but again he unveiled nothing.
"I can't believe I have to walk you to find some bush or tree so you could do your business," Edwin muttered.
"I'll take her."
Aviva's head swiveled in the direction of the voice and she blinked to see it was Tyler who volunteered. She looked back at Martin to see he was softly smiling.
"Why would you do that?" Edwin asked crossing his arms. Tyler puffed his chest out.
"I was just thinking that you shouldn't have to deal with such a menial task, Sir. You can trust me; I won't let this prisoner even think about escaping." Tyler stated confidently. Edwin didn't feel like dealing with any of it so he nodded and shoved the key in Tyler's hand.
"Don't disappoint me boy," he harshly said before walking to his tent.
Tyler shoved the key in his pocket, before grabbing Aviva's arm and kept his gun trained on her with his other hand. Aviva suddenly found that walking to seem to be a daunting job and Tyler had to shove her to get her moving. She squeaked in surprised and twisted her neck trying to get a final glimpse of Martin, but Tyler blocked her way and wrenched her arm to keep her looking forward.
They walked in silence; they're footsteps the only thing heard. They didn't walk that far…maybe half a mile before coming to a tree. Tyler dragged her behind in and pushed her against the rough bark.
Aviva's eyes widened when he points his gun dead center on her forehead. She squeezes her eyes shut, silently cursing Martin for even trusting this boy. Now he was going to kill her…no, she wasn't going down without a fight. Her eyes flew open and her foot lashed out, hitting him in his stomach. Tyler dropped to the floor but he managed to keep a hand on his gun. Aviva tackled him and grabbed for his gun. Tyler shoved her face with his elbow trying to get her off him. Aviva ignoring the blow brings a fist to his head which he intercepts, grabbing her arm and pinning it behind her.
"Let go of me," Aviva yelled through gritted teeth.
"Not until you calm down!"
"Oh yeah and just let you kill me?"
The grip on her slackened as Tyler cocked his head in confusion.
"Kill you?" He repeated disbelief laced with confusion in his voice. Taking advantage of his distraction, Aviva twisted out of his grasp and kicked him where it hurts most. She yanks the gun from his hand and pointed it at him. She wiped her sweating forehead with her sleeve as she caught her breath.
"Now you are going to help me or I will shoot you," Aviva demanded thankful her voice didn't shook. She knew it was empty threat, she could never shoot anybody, but he didn't know that. Aviva frowned when she noticed he started laughing. She tightened her grip to keep the gun from falling from her trembling hands.
"What is so funny?" She demanded. Tyler started to get up.
"I'm not trying to kill you! I'm actually trying to help," he managed before laughing again at her expression.
"Help? But you pointed the gun at me…like you were trying to put me 6 feet under!"
"I only pointed it at you to make sure nobody had followed us. Don't believe me? Check the gun, it's not even loaded."
Aviva glared at him before looking at the gun. She decided she would have to take his word because she didn't know how to check to see if it was loaded. She threw it down and stomped to him.
"Well if you're trying to "help" then tell me you're plan," she stared impatiently at him. Tyler cheeks flushed red.
"Plan? I don't have a plan…I thought you would."
Aviva scoff and glared at her shoes, trying to come up with something fast.
"Since we are already out here, I guess I can run to the Tortuga and get helped. And then you can come up with an excuse that I overpowered you-"
Tyler snorted.
"-and ran off. That sounds believable right?"
"It's not going to work," Tyler said rubbing his neck. Aviva crossed her arms.
"Why not?" She demanded.
"Boss would never believe it. It's too convenient, that's something that would happen in a movie or something."
Aviva rolled her eyes, "Then what do you proposed."
Tyler paced for a minute before his eyes lit up and he smiled at her.
"Okay, how about this? I take you back-"
"What?! How is that supposed to help? I'm trying to get away, remember?"
"Let me finish! I take you back, but with the cage key in your possession."
"Oh, so at night we escape?"
Tyler shook his head getting annoyed that she wouldn't let him finish, "No, that's too risky. Besides we have century duty so someone would always be awake. I take you back but give you the key. Then I come up with an excuse to go to "town" alone. But instead of going to town, I'll go find your team and warn them. I'll help them come up with a plan to help you guys."
"How do you know they would even trust you? And how are you supposed to help them come up with a plan?" She retorted.
"I'll figure something out and I have inside information, remember?"
"Okay that sounds all nice and stuff," Aviva nods in approval, "but why are you helping us?"
Tyler hesitated, "Because you are good people trying to do the right thing. And I'm tired of being in silence under Boss' thumb. I'm tired of doing the wrong thing and I know that helping you is the right thing."
Aviva visibly softens but before she could ask another question, Tyler already moves on.
"We need to go back now, we've been away for too long and I don't want any suspicions arising," he said gently holding her arm but leaves the gun pointed away from her, knowing she gets nervous by it, even though he already told her there wasn't any bullets in it.
Tyler sighs, thankful when they arrive that Boss had retired into his tent for the rest of the evening. After making sure everyone wasn't paying them any attention, he opened the caged and gently shoved Aviva in it. After locking it he discreetly passes the key through the bars into her hand. Without a second glance he turns and walks away.
Aviva quickly hides the key in her pocket and walks to where Martin was sitting.
"It took you a long time," he says smirking.
"We have a plan. I have the key and Tyler will sneak and warn the others," she whispered.
Martin nods, "TMI Aviva! I didn't need to hear you did number 2."
Aviva cheeks turned beet red and she glanced to see if anyone had heard him.
"Tomorrow the plan will be put into action. How did you know Tyler was going to volunteer and help?"
Martin smiled cheekily at her, "I didn't."
Aviva opened her mouth to reply but Martin interrupted her.
"So you're telling me you had to use leaves to wipe?"
Aviva stared at him in shock before promptly punching him as hard as she could. After Martins cry of pain they both fell into silence as they pondered the events tomorrow. Questions, doubts, and hopelessness filled both of their minds, but they knew whatever tomorrow brought they would have to be ready.
AN: Hi everyone! Finally the next chapter, am I right?
Martin: You are one of the worst updaters ever!
Me: I seriously doubt that. Some have like haven't updated in a year…or at all.
Martin: Excuses.
Me: I have plenty of more too, thank you.
Anyway…AHHH!
Sorry for blasting your ear drums, but guess what?
AHHHHHHHHH!
Sorry…I'm calm…no I'm not! Guess what?! Martin and Chris Kratt are coming to a city that is literally 30 minutes away from me! And yes…the actual Martin and Chris Kratt, not the ones in my daydreams. They are going to be here on Saturday April 30, 2016! But I wasn't screaming out of excitement…no out of mourning. Because I can't go! The tickets are like $30-50 and the VIP tickets (you the ones that you actually get to MEET them) costs $103! I don't have that money! I'm still in school without a job and come from a low-income family. And not only would I have to find money for myself but also for 3 other people (my cousins and grandma (I live with them)) because I wouldn't be allowed to go by myself. There goes my chance…
Martin: Haha, like I'll ever want to meet you in real life. You already torment me enough.
Me: And for that, I should just kill you off in the next chapter.
Martin: *grumbles*
Chris: Here, I'll give you free VIP tickets.
Me: What's the catch?
Martin: Bro, no! What are you doing? Don't give them to that crazy person!
Chris: I'll give them to you…if you stop doing this horrible story and quit it right now.
Me: *gasps* It is not horrible thank you very much. And just for that I should kill you off too. Does anyone else agree with these two jerks?
Everyone: *Nods*
Me: That's it! You're all dead. I'm killing all of you!
Martin: *whispers* Told ya she was crazy.
Me: I'm killing you twice now. *puts murderous attitude on hold*
Oh yeah, I about to watch the newest episode of WK today…like in literal a couple of minutes. If you have seen it and want to talk about it or anything else, feel free to PM me! :D
So that's all. Review/PM or both, which ever one you prefer. Ciao!