This is Joy's chapter(s). This is a very dark chapter more details then when Joy's mother was taken from her.
(From chapter thirteen)
It had felt like ice had been splashed over Joy as she took a step back making the older man look confused at her. She quickly turned and rushed outside to find that Jason was no longer sitting on the bench.
"J...Jason?" She called rushing over to where she had seen him last hoping not to find something foul had happen. "Jason?"
A dark shadow crept around her. Joy let out a small gasp before darkness overcame her. But before she completely blacked out, she saw Jason limply laying in the corner his face pale in the moonlight.
A dark shadow grinned darkly as he effortlessly tossed the small body over its shoulder and quickly turned the corner just as the night clerk stepped out. "Miss?" The older man's voice was shocked and confused as to where the young woman had disappeared. The shadow waited for a few minutes before braving a look around the corner. The night clerk had gone back inside the station leaving the shadow to turn and gaze down at the young man that he had knocked out a few minutes before.
"Count your blessing, boy." The shadow snarled kicking the young man once again in the hip knowing it wouldn't wake him up. "Next we meet you won't be so lucky." The shadow quickly walked away heading deep into the woods that surrounded the bus stop. He had to get back to his truck, which he had hidden a few hours before his trap had been sprung. The only minor difference then the plan he had set up, which took four years to do, was knocked unconscious and leaning on the building.
The shadow reached the truck and tossed Joy's unconscious form into the bed of the truck not caring if he had harmed her. He closed the tail gate and hopped inside before casually driving away not wanting to risk startling someone.
The truck rattled up the dirt hill until it pulled up and around a crumbling house.
The shadow slowly moved from the cab of the truck towards the back opening the tail gate and dragging Joy out and back over his shoulder. He opened the back door which lead into the kitchen. Once inside the shadow kicked a chair until it rested against a pillar in the middle of the room. As carefully as possible the shadow gently set Joy inside the chair and leaned her against the back before grabbing some rope and tying it so it was behind her and around the pillar. Once the shadow was satisfied that Joy was properly tied he lifted her to her feet, kicked the chair out from under her and set her back down on the ground. He let out a smirk before grabbing a dirty rag and tying it around her mouth to keep her from screaming.
~DSCWIN~
The morning rays fell gently on Joy's face causing her to slowly open her eyes. She could feel she was sitting on a wooden floor but didn't know where she was. As her eyes opened she was quite confused as to why her wrists were tied and why something that tasted like a toad was in her mouth. The room she was in was dark and dusty and smelled horribly like rotten food. She tried to think of why the room was looking so familiar to her.
"Well," the voice was low and familiar sending tremors of fear to run up and down Joy's back. "I hope you had a nice decent sleep."
Slow heavy footsteps headed towards Joy who froze and squeezed her eyes shut. She was terrified as her father, Isaac Conway, now knelt down beside her gently caressing her cheek.
"You look so much like your mother." he smirked slightly before he sent a hard slap across Joy's jaw. "It's because of your mother I have to do this." he slapped her other jaw causing soft muffled screams to escape Joy's gaged mouth. He stood up and took a step back away from Joy who tried to escape. Something flashed in Isaac's eyes and he took a step towards her and pulled her hair back causing some to be ripped out.
Tears fell from Joy's eyes as she tried to scream but Isaac could stop himself. She squeezed her eyes shut as she muffle call out for Jason to help her. She tried to picture his soft blue eyes as something hard smashed into her cheek causing her teeth to bite the inside of her cheek.
The copper taste of blood made her face wrinkle in disgust as the gag had prevented her from spitting. Joy began to gag as the taste was dreadful and she didn't want to swallow.
"You broke my heart." Isaac said pulling back on Joy's hair and could see her eyes rolling as she was struggling to gag. "It's so sad that you think I am a monster. But I'm not." He slid down the gag which resulted in her spitting blood on his shirt. Isaac looked down disgusted at what his daughter had done. "You will pay for that." Isaac growled as he slid the gag back over Joy's mouth and stormed off towards the back door.
Joy was terrified as she couldn't see what her monstrous father was about to do. She closed her eyes and began to cry thinking she was going to die alone. To only be buried in the cold dirt in a pine box to shield her from the insects that thrived on the dead. Her eyed went wide. How can I think like that; she thought looking around as it finally dawned on her that she was in the kitchen her mother had been killed in.
Tears began to fill her eyes as she remembered that cold November morning almost four years later. As she sat there looking at all her memories of her home with her mother quick harsh footsteps shook the floor as the back door flew open.
"Had to find where I dropped it all those years ago!" Isaac said his voice loud as he moved in front of Joy. Her eyes went wide as her father pointed the barrel or a rifle that seemed to be covered in mud. "A few minutes I'll use this on your friends. What were their names?" Isaac bent down grabbing another towel from his back pocket. He ran the towel down the length of the barrel knocking off clumps of dirt causing it to fall to the floor. He gave a smirk as he caught his daughter's eyes. "The Waltons."
Joy let out an array of muffled pleas as Isaac stood up and turning his weapon around sending the butt into Joy's left eye.
Isaac was surprised as Joy wasn't knocked unconscious after the hit. But could see that her left eye was immediately beginning to swell up. She fought against the tears that began to slide out as she used her right eye to glare at the monster in front of her. He could see she wanted to show he wasn't scaring her. That she wasn't going to be easily taken down. "Oh don't you worry, sweetie." Isaac said bending down so that his eyes were level with hers. "I can't do anything right now. I have to clean my gun and make sure it works." He laughed as he pulled the chair from off to the side to sit in front of his daughter. Her face was fighting to remain strong when fear was clear in her right eye as Isaac continued to clean his rifle.
~DSCWIN~
Isaac had fallen asleep his rifle had been taken apart but he still sat in the chair in front of Joy. Joy sat there her left eye was still stinging but she glared at the floor wondering what she would do next.
"Joy!" There was a voice coming outside that she couldn't quite determine who was speaking. But the voice was close. "Joy!" More voices muffled by the doors gave the young girl hope of being found. She knew her father wasn't done cleaning the rifle and knew if someone where to come up to this house, she would be able to escape and be free while Isaac would be tied up and properly taken care of. "Joy!" The voices were going away as if her house was no longer in existence. She glanced around looking for anything she could use to cut the ropes that tied her hands to run to the voices that screamed outside. There were people who were looking for her. She hoped Jason was one of them.
She had closed her eyes and listened to the voices call for her until late that night. Isaac had woken up to see his daughter frantically pulling on the ropes.
"What do you think you're doing, girl?" Isaac asked making her jump as she couldn't see out of her left eye. Her face twirled around to look at him fear in her face.
"Joy!" Joy's face lit up hearing how close and clear that voice was. She knew it was John Boy Walton. "Joy!"
Isaac climbed to his feet and strode over to the back door. Joy couldn't see what he was doing. But when she saw the rifle leaning up against the chair she knew John Boy wasn't being spotted down a barrel. "Fools have gotten too close." Isaac said walking away from the door he grabbed Joy's hair and shook it pulling a small cluster of it making her wince. "I need to buy myself some time. Joy's right eye was narrow in a glare as tears fell from her eyes from the pain in her head.
Isaac knelt down and gently caressed his daughter's face. Oh trust me you're going to love the bounding time I have planned. He smiled as she tried to pull away but Isaac's hand slipped from her face and had gripped her sleeve of her left arm. The fabric ripped easily before he stood up making something heavy drop. Isaac didn't waste time investigating the dark room for the noise as he stormed out. "I'll be back, sweetie." The back door slammed open and closed, and Joy listened to the sound of Isaac's truck rumbling into life before driving away.
~DSCWIN~
Joy didn't know how long her father was going or going to be. She had time for her right eye to the darkness and she searched for something to help her escape. As her head slowly turned she saw something small but thick was on the floor a little ways away. But without the use of her left eye, Joy couldn't be so sure.
She looked down at her shoes and worked on taking off her shoe using her socked foot to try and scoop the item close to her. But it was difficult as when she would stretched her foot to scoop, she was only scooping air. Her heart froze when she felt the hard object move slightly away. She held still and pulled her wrists against the rope to give her a little more length. The pain of her arm joints protested but her fight to escape was more driven now.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt the object inching closer to her. She couldn't help but allow a smile to form even with the gag in her mouth. She felt a flutter of excitement as she felt the object was the answer for her safety. She could see Jason's smiling face as she ran home. She could see John, John Boy taking their rifles and go get Sheriff Bridges so they could sit and wait for Isaac to come home from wherever he drove off to.
Joy had spent most of the night pushing and sliding a mysterious object to her hands. Now she sat there exhausted but had enough energy to slip her shoe back on as she didn't want Isaac to know she had been up to no good.
Sliding the object so that it was tucked beneath the seat of her pants, and easily reachable, Joy relaxed her stiff shoulders and closed her right eye to get some rest. She knew it was the day she was going to escape. Somewhere deep down she knew she would.