John pov.
He sat in a not so comfy chair, Virgil and Gordon leaning against him, seeking comfort.
He wasn't the one that usually does the hugging stuff but Scott was busy with dad and the police, so that left the job of comforting their little brothers to him, he thought as he watches dad and Scott talk with the police.
"Okay, where was the last place and time you saw alan?" the security guard asked Scott as he looked through the security footage.
"it was around eleven thirty, near the seahorse tank," Scott said.
"is that him?" the security guard asked, the footage showing Alan with Scott, Gordon, Virgil and himself.
"yes, that's him" Dad answered.
They watched as something in one of the other tanks caught Alan's attention, causing the 8-year-old to wondered off.
Oh allie, why do you have to be so curious all the time? He thought frowning. Why didn't they notice? Why didn't he notice?
The footage switched to another camera, following Alan.
Alan stopped suddenly, looking around like he just realised they weren't there.
Oh, allie, he thought watching Alan's face, he looked so scared.
Alan started looking for them, only to wander farther away from them in the process.
And to make matters worse, the area that Alan had wandered in to was unpopulated.
He went stiff when he spotted someone, walking up behind Alan; Alan didn't seem to notice, not until the man was right behind him, and at that point, it was too late.
He watched in agony as the man grabbed Alan, putting a cloth over Alan's mouth and nose, effectively muffling Alan's screams. Alan struggled for a bit before going limp in the man's arms, unconscious.
They watched as the man walked out of the aquarium with his little brother, meeting another man at a car and drove away, nobody stopping him.
"what the fuck" he uttered, not believing his eyes. why did nobody stop him?!
"John! language!"
Alan pov.
He sat in the back of a car, tied up while his kidnappers talked outside the car, waiting for someone. They didn't realise he was awake yet, and he did not want them finding out.
He trying with all his might not to cry or shake in fear, but it was a losing battle. He…he really wants his brothers, he was scared…. What were they going to do with him?
"I don't care whose son he is! We're selling him, that's final!" the big muscular man yelled, making him scream in fear before he could stop himself.
Oh, no, no, no! He thought as they turned to look at him.
He flinches back as one of the men opens the door, it was the less muscular one, he was wearing a gold chain around his neck.
"St-stay back!" he said, tears running down his cheeks against his will.
"Ah, look at that, he's crying," the less muscular man said with a grin, looking at his partner.
"Ha, he'll do a lot more of that where he's going" the big muscular man laughed. "Now get him out, they're here."
He squealed, trying to get away as he was forcibly pulled from the car.
"Let me go!" he cried, wiggling in the man's hold "L-let me go! Let me g-"
"Shut up, or that be the last thing you say!" the big muscular man said, pointing a gun at his head.
He froze, staring at the gun.
"Good, now make sure he stays quiet," the big muscular man said to his partner.
Four cars pulled up around them, a lady got out of the first car, followed by bodyguards.
"I see you got the new specimen?" The lady asked.
"Ah yes, he's a small one, but I assure you he'll grow," the big muscular man said, talking like he was livestock, not a human boy."He'll be perfect for your experiments-"
"Do not speak of my work! You know nothing of it!" the lady snapped, "I'll see for myself if he is worthy of the money you are asking for him."
The lady grabbed his face, her fingers digging into his cheeks. "Hmmm, good facial structure though he's young-"
"Get away from me!" he said, shaking her hand off, which he regretted a second later as she slapped him right across the face, making him cry out.
"Firey one he is," the lady said, retaking hold of his face, "hmmm, firey? Yes, he'll be perfect, put him in the car."
"First our money, then you get the kid," the big muscular man said.
The lady gestured to one of her men, who handed over a briefcase to the big muscular man.
"It's all here," the big muscular man said to his partner, who handed him over to one of the lady's men "It was nice doing business with you, lady."
He was thrown in a cage like a thing in the back of the lady's car, the door slamming shut, leaving him alone.
He curls into a ball, sobbing. He w-w-wanted h-home! How could today go so wrong? If only he didn't wander off, he would be with his brothers right now, but no, he was here, scared beyond measure, his cheek hurting….
he startled as he heard two gunshots outside the car, before one of the car doors opened, the lady getting in.
"Make sure all evidence of us being here is gone by morning," the lady said to her driver. "And ready the plane."