"Midnight! Wake up!" Rocky hissed, violently shaking thr girl. He didn't know where everybody had gone. He found himself with no brothers or friends to harrass him.
The night wore on, proving dreadful.
"Leave me, peasant!" Midnight groans, shooing the boy. She forgets she has no pillow, wanting to smack him with something.
Especially when he continues to lightly shake her.
"Midnight, this is urgent. Everybody is missing." Rocky hisses, seeing her sit up straight.
Midnight turns, furrowing her eyebrows at him. Her tongue is out in confusion.
"They could have snuck off. You know how to kill someone's joy." Midnight states, ready to lay back down as she receives a glare from him.
"Night, this isn't funny. Your step-parents are missing." Rocky retorts.
Midnight shoves the sleeping bag off of her. "Did they become zombies?"
"No. Come on." Rocky breathes, tossing her leather jacket to Midnight.
Midnight huffs, swiftly catching the jacket with her left hand. She grabs his hand to stop him, "What if you're overreacting?"
"My brothers have never gone missing before without a notice. Now, Baby is a different story." Rocky sighs, shrugging at the aftermath.
Midnight shivers as she leaves the warmth of the tent behind her. She zips it up, facing the blonde boy who is sporting a look of concern.
"What if she wondered off in the middle of the night with Colt?" Midnight asks, causing a crease in his brow.
"Okay, but would they be gone this long? No. It's Midnight." Rocky informs, gaining a disgruntled look from her.
"So how would you know if the others are gone?" Midnight is growing irritated with the irate blonde.
"I went to wake the others up. I didn't come across any of them." Rocky replies, trekking through the dark of the woods.
"It is odd. Maybe, they were expecting you to be dumb enough to leave your tent in the middle of the night. So, maybe this is one big prank on the daft blonde." Midnight breathes, quietly following in his footsteps.
"You think I'm stupid?" Rocky asks, evidently picking from one topic.
"No?" Midnight replies in more of a quizzical tone.
"Would you like to search for them on your own?" Rocky asks, stopping his track.
Midnight just about crached into him. She sighs, knowing the time to fight isn't the right timing. She still lightly nudges him in the dark of the night, chuckling. "Yeah, sure. What's the harm?"
"You wouldn't make it." Rocky relays into the dark.
"You go one way, annoying blonde. I'll go the other. You gotta split up sometimes to track the impossible." Midnight softly calls to Rocky who snorts at the idea.
"I'm not leaving you by yourself. Anything can happen..." Rocky trails off, stiffening as he turns to find her absent. Dread accompanied by concern takes hold of the boy who weakly calls into the darkness, "Midnight?"
Midnight is good at being sneaky. She knew how to not get caught. At school, she was in broad daylight with too many traveling students for all the bad that happened to her to not concur. Her pink pants had been long replaced with snug spandex to allow her to blend into the night. She always came prepared if she wanted to get away with something.
She was prepared not to give herself away, perking up at the sound of her name leaving his lips. Her eyes narrow on a hiking trail, leading up yet coming to a straight path in the middle of an empty area. This dreadful feeling began at the bottom of stomach, prickling the short hairs on her skin as it rose up.
...
Carrigan Snyder is dawning an unpleasant look. His father had been murdered no thanks to Samuel Sinclair and Vincent Salvador. He was in need of revenge.
"I can't give you back your wife. Not until you suffer." The man jeers, poking a scrawny finger at the woman tied to a chair. His dark brown eyes held a bloodlust his father once held with ruffled short blondish red curls.
"Suffer for what?" Samuel pleads as tears sprung to life in the back of his eyes. He had a different reason for switching campgrounds last minute while pleading the Douglas parents to not join him yet they wanted their kids to.
"You shot my father dead. Hugo Snyder; the guy attempting to save your arse." Carrigan snarkily bites off. He holds an english accent, scowling at the man.
"You got it all wrong. Vincent Salvador is the one who shot down your father. I helped your father escape prison time to be with you. I swear on my life." Samuel urgently speaks, wiping stray tears as realization dawned on him.
Carrigan held no knowledge of Midnight Midnight Sinclair or the latest adopted addition to the Sinclair family- known as London. He was aware of Claudia who held twins in her belly. "Vincent said the same thing, Sammy boy."
"Carrigan, I don't swear just anything on my life. You've known me longer! How can I prove I'm telling you the truth?" Samuel barks, tossing a slender arm into the air.
Carrigan had snatched Claudia in the middle of the night, drugging her to where she was semi unconcsious. He brought her to the cabin in the woods upon Samuel having not shown like he promised.
They were a bit further from the campgrounds so the kids wouldn't find them if they tried.
"I'll take your babies to raise in the trade. Let's pray they're both girls or all of your family dies." Carrigan offers, beaming at the frightened look plastered across Samuel's face.
"You want my children to pay for my mistakes? If not, I die." Samuel squeaks in fear. He was thankful he never did mention Midnight or London to any of the freaks he secretly worked for. He'd never tell Midnight the real reason for their move or Claudia.
London was already too smart for his own good.
"Samuel Sinclair, I will pierce your fucking guts, but I will ravage your wife before my very eyes. Your children will be shot in the head if they are born male. Of course, if even one if female than one male of the bunch won't matter to the guys wanting them. There's always a female looking for someone they can't have." Carrigan growls, pressing the gun to his chin in boredom.
"Carrigan, you were decent at some point. How could you turn on the flip? You can listen to whatever lies Vinny tells you, but I've always been honest with you." Samuel is quick to remind.
Carrigan nods, sighing. "Yes which means you'll prove you're trustworthy by giving me a girl. Correct?"
Samuel sighs, tugging at his sandy neat hair. He was given no other options. Of course, he could always hand Midnight off to Carrigan without a second thought then her friends would be onto the trade. He knew it would lead to a bloody massacre so he couldn't risk one for millions of others. "So, Vincent never gave you a girl?"
"He promised me one years ago yet couldn't deliver. It makes me wonder what he's hiding even to this date. I'm not worried over him." Carrigan snarls, returning to the topic at hand.
The night wears on, leaving some in suspension while a new bargain is struck.
