Ah, yes. I have finally updated!...But it's a short chapter, as you see ^_^. I just wanted to give you a taste of what was coming *evil laugh* I'm so mean to these boys (but who could resist?)

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            Hope you enjoy this chapter!

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            It was the only thing Magnet could concentrate on the moment he awoke from unconsciousness.

            Pain…severe pain. Possibly the worst he had felt in his life; physically anyway.

            He could feel his eyes wince against the aching headache that was pounding furiously in his head. But something caught his ear. It was a moan, he realized. He wished silently that it was one of his friends instead of...that thing.

            "...M-magnet?" He heard someone call. His eyes gradually opened. Small dots swam in front of his eyes, before he blinked, his vision finally becoming clear...

            ...And blanched at what he saw. He was in a building—an old barn, which smelt of rotten wood and sawdust. Yet that wasn't the only thing he came to understand. Although he was sitting on the dusted floor, his arms were tied (or chained, he couldn't tell which) painfully above his head.

            "M-magnet?" The voice asked a second time. He slowly looked to the right and saw X-ray staring at him. It was easy to see that he, Magnet, wasn't the only one in pain. X-ray's right eye and cheek were darkly bruised and his bottom lip was split right down the middle.

            "Where is…everybody?" Magnet whispered.

            X-ray nudged his head in the direction of his left. Magnet turned his head slowly to see Zigzag next to his body, but he was still unconscious. A long gash ran from the corner of his eye to slightly above his chin.

            "Looks like some are more sensitive to pain than you," A sly voice came from in front of them. X-ray glared upwards. Avery, Evan and Bailey were smirking down at them.

            "Shut-up,"

            The triplets laughed, "And some are more sensitive on their feelings,"

            Magnet growled, his voice clearer and more powerful than X-ray's, "Shut-up."

            Again, they laughed. Avery shook his head, "Boys, boys, boys. You seriously need to learn a few things before you come messing around with us."

            "Yes," Bailey agreed, "We're different. More so than you'll realize."

            "We like different things," Avery looked extremely relaxed. He leaned on the shovel he was holding, "Pain, I guess, would be one of them…blood. Mainly these boys over here." Avery nodded over to Zigzag, Zero and Squid, "They bleed easy,"

            "You're sick," X-ray sneered. His breath was becoming more rapid and heavy. Magnet realized that he was doing everything he could to hold himself back from spitting in their faces.

            Avery ignored that comment, still slightly smirking, "Blood is such a wonderful thing. It keeps us separated from those who are dead and who are alive," Avery licked his lips, "You see…you're once going to realize that someone here won't be as lucky as you will…"

            "What's that supposed to mean?" X-ray forced out (for he was slightly shaken by the words)

            "You have yet to see your dying friends. All you've seen is the boy sitting next to you…Zigzag, is it?...Ah, yes, it is. What a shame," And with those words, the triplets left, laughing and joking with each other.

            "They're sick," Magnet whispered, "So fucking sick," With the last word, he banged his arms against the wall, furious.

            But X-ray wasn't listening. His mind was on the words Avery had just said.

            'You have yet to see your dying friends,'