HE'S THE GUY YOU SHOULD FEEL SORRY FOR, HE HAD THE WORLD BUT THOUGHT THAT HE WANTED MORE! I OWE It ALL TO THE MISTAKE THAT HE MADE BACK THEN, I OWE IT ALL TO MY GIRL'S EX BOYFRIEND!
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The blonde was thrown into that godforsaken rolling cart they were all starting to hate. He grimaced as he hit it's metal bottom, still sticky from James's blood. He snarled at the cage's pusher as the lid shut on top of him. He whirled around in the cramped space, giving his friends a reassuring look at the sight of their frightened expressions. They stared back at him, eyes as big as saucers, wide with fear, and his stomach lurched.

Kendall Knight was the leader of Big Time Rush, eternally strong and brave, no matter what. It had never been easy, trying to remain an anchor for his friends through all their heartbreaks and home trouble, but nothing could have prepared him for how hard it was now. It was almost suffocating how much they were leaning on him, whether they acknowledged that they were doing it or not. As he stole one last glance back at them, he caught the lost looks already contorting on their faces. As Kendall rolled out of sight, he let his facade drop, allowing his true terror to show.

Kendall hated this feeling of vulnerability that was consuming him. He wanted to be strong for his friends, but this whole situation they had been thrust into was just too overwhelming for him. After all, wherever he was going, he had no doubt in his mind he was going to get hurt, and wouldn't that be too much for you to handle, too? Honestly, Kendall was quaking about what was about to happen, he was just one person... thing, and he obviously didn't want to be tortured.

Soon enough, he was dumped... outside? Kendall looked up to find himself surrounded by trees. He stood up, stunned with mud seeping through the thick socks he was still wearing. His eyes flickered with hesitation, but in a split second he was off running. He moved in a crazed sprint, high off of the thought of freedom, a wild fire burning within him as he tasted escape. He didn't care where he was going, just that he got the hell away from that horrendous lab. Kendall's feet flew as he raced in a frenzy. He could get help, he could save his friends, he would never be in a cage again, he could- His thoughts were cut off when he ran into a...

Wall?

Kandall gasped, feeling the white drywall in front of him, mind swirling with denial. No, no, no, no, no, no! This can NOT be happening! But yes. Kendall had never even came close to escaping, but he wasn't willing to believe it. He searched the entire length of the huge room he was in, ignoring the sunless "sky" above and the unnatural still of artificial air. He lapped the space five times around, maddened in desperation to get out, before falling to his knees in defeat. How could he have been so stupid? The word depressed took on a full new meaning for him, as a loud cackle crackled over an unseen speaker above. The blonde balled his fists.

"Oh Kendall, and here i thought you were smarter than that! I have seriously been overestimating you boys' intelligence lately!" Dr. Shatner laughed from above. The boy in question bit back angry tears, and remained stoic. He didn't need to say anything about how sadistic, and cruel, and sick this man was. They both already knew it.

"What do I have to do?" Kendall asked, straightforward and trying to keep the let-down out of his voice. Of course, just like the rest of his day, that didn't turn out so well.

"Oh, Ken-doll," the boy scowled at the nickname, hating even when his friends called him that, "You seem so disappointed! What you have to do is simple." Suddenly, a small cage popped up from the floor, revealing a brown, scared bunny, cowering in the farthest corner. "Catch the rabbit." And with that, the door was opened, and the bunny sprinted off into the shrubs, immediately getting lost in the false forrest surrounding him. "You have a half hour."

Crap.

Kendall started moving instantly, not knowing what would happen if he failed to catch the furry, little thing, but knew he wasn't willing to find out. Not yet anyway. He worked on instinct, nose picking up the rabbit's scent as he waded through the ferns, the weird feeling of blood lust lolling through his mind.

Logan stayed huddled in the corner of his cage, feeling nauseous with fear and trying to ignore the half-hearted conversation about pickles James and Carlos were having over his head. Instead, he concentrated on not panicking. What if Kendall got hurt? What if he died? There could be an accident, he might never come back! Countless times in the past, Kendall had promised to keep them safe as long as he was alive. How could Logan be okay if Kendall wasn't there to look out for him? Logan struggled to contol his breathing as the weight of the world settled onto his shoulders.

Logan shook his head in disbelief as the bars of his cage appeared to be tightening around him. He closed his eyes to block out the sounds of his friends' voices. He knew they were just trying to forget about Kendall's absence like he was, but didn't they know how much he needed silence before he burst into tears? He clawed at his ears, trying to disregard the cage that seemed to be closing in on him as fast as his options were. Logan closed his eyes to the concerned looks Carlos was giving him.

He was so scared, it was almost a relief when the men in white came to snatch him away after the lights went out, signaling sleep, in the lab and stuffed him in that literally bloody cage with Carlos.

Almost.

Kendall smiled to himself as he snuck up on the bunny, teeth sharp and ready. Finally, after twenty minutes of hunting, he would catch this thing. His feet stepped silently on the soft "earth". He was so close. His shadow fell across it, and the rabbit flinched, sensing his presence just a little too late. Before it could bound away, Kendall pounced.

Huge canines ripped through flesh, tearing into fur and muscle. Kendall pulled away as soon as it stopped squiming in his teeth, warm blood pouring down his throat. His stomach did flips, but he stood up straight, holding his arms out as if to say, "I did what you want, now what?" The sound of clapping reverberated instantaneously off the trees from above.

"Very impressive, Kendall. I didn't expect you to do so well on your first hunt, especially after the start! And boy, the way you tore into that disgusting little rodent," he spat the words as Kendall wiped blood from his lip. Leave it to Dr. Shatner to hate bunnies. "Well, that was just... animal, wasn't it?" Kendall scowled at the bad pun. "And since you were a good boy and didn't fight me, you made this so much easier on yourself!" The blonde felt queasy at the words. He had made it easy, and, somehow, that made him feel like he was betraying his friends. But he had to do it! He had to stay strong and alive to take care of them. It wasn't like he could win against Dr. Shatner anyway. But to Kendall, that just made him feel weaker, despite his uninjured body.

The blonde jumped when white gloved hands tightened around each on of his arms and was lead out of the room, muzzle and front covered with blood and socks soaked through with mud. He struggled for a second, but somehow their touch shocked him, the electricity making him go limp. After a long maze of twisting, white (clearly Dr. Shatner's favorite color) hallways, he was thrown into his cage, which had fortunately been cleaned from when he had thrown up in it.

Kendall looked up to see James's scared, flickering eyes in the dark as he stared at the blood covering him, still thick, gooey, and fresh. "It's not mine," he grunted, and James nodded, the worried look still not leaving his face. Kendall turned around to see Carlos's and Logan's cage empty. He gulped and looked back at James. "Where are they?" he asked. James just shook his head, running his fingers through his already messed up hair. He looked so... young. It terrified Kendall.

"He took them together," James said, on the brink of tears, and horrible images already clicked into Kendall's head, "And I don't know what he's going to do with them."

Hm... I think that classifies as a cliffy.

Okay, next time it's going to be very Carlos-y, because I feel like all I do is Kendall and Logan, and I'm bored with THAT, so yeah. BUT YAY, MORE OF THE BOYS!

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