CHAPTER EIGHT: THAT WHICH WAS LOST

I jumped into my little car and revved the engine, the music blaring some unknown rock song. I turned it down real low and gunned the engine once more, then floored it out of the parking lot. "Hold on, Zave. I'm coming." I talked to myself. After what happened to Vanessa, I wasn't going to lose anyone else. Vanessa had been my sister. I hadn't had as much fun with anyone since she'd died, and I wasn't about to lose another friend. I followed them.

(switch to Zavier's point of view) I wasn't sure where I was when I first awoke. I was aware I still had the costume on, but I couldn't hear the car anymore. They'd shoved a filthy smelling rag under my nose, and I'd fallen asleep.
Now, looking around, I saw I was in a room with whitewashed walls and few windows. There was white furniture here and there, and I was in a cage. I tried getting up, but I was bound and gagged.
"Well well well. The human is awake." said a monster near the cage. Oh no! They knew!
I glared at him. He had red and orange fur with two legs. Horns sat on top of his head and he had a short thick tail. "Awww, does da scared wittle human female wanna get out?" he simpered. I nodded. "Tough! We've got special plans for you, little one." he sneered. He walked away.
A female monster that looked sort of like Randall walked up to the cage very quietly. She looked tired and scared. She had dark blue hair that had a few pink streaks in it. Her eyes were green like Randall's, but they were worn, deep shadows lining them. She wore a light blue top and had light purple scales.
It was the girl from Randall's pictures. I thought he said his sister was dead I thought curiously. The girl cautiously unlocked the cage and opened the door. "Do you wanna be untied?" she asked timidly. No longer the brave-looking monster from the portraits, she was weak and thin and she looked scared to be offering me this kind of freedom.
I nodded and she frowned sympathetically. Walking into the cage, she bent down and untied my bindings. I sat up and rubbed my sore wrist from where they had tied me. I reached up and tore the gag off my mouth and the mask fell away.
"So you are human. What a clever disguise." she mused. I hurriedly put the mask back on. "Are you Randall's sister?"

She looked stricken.