A/N; Reminder about questions to be submitted by 5th Jan '21!


Fred was expecting to be brought back down to the basement room in which he started. Instead, he was dragged into a huge room the size of a house. It smelt of damp and blood. There was little to furniture aside from a chair in the corner, next to a bucket of weapons. There were four doors out, each being manned by two beefy men holding guns. The room was dimly lit, but bright enough to still be able to see clearly.

He was dragged into the room cruelly, still yelling with pain. His broken arm was twisted behind his back and the pain was almost unbearable. They forced him onto his knees, tying his hands behind his back as he wept.

'Fred!'

His head snapped up at the sound of his name. Honey Lemon was sat in the corner, her hands and feet tied. Her face was ashen and there was a cut running along her forehead, but she was still smiling. Of course Honey Lemon would still be smiling, despite all this. Next to her was Wasabi, slumped over to one side. He was unconscious, and yet they had still found a need to tie him up. On Honey Lemon's other side was Gogo, the only one out of the trio to appear unharmed. Shaken up, but unharmed.

'Guys!' Fred cried as they knotted his feet together. 'Oh my god!'

One of the men seized him by his hoodie and dragged him over to them, leaving him on his side next to Gogo.

'Jesus, Fred. What have they done to you?' Gogo said, her face full of concern.

'Broke my arm.' He gasped, 'and twisted my ankle trying to escape. Bit unfortunate, really.'

Honey Lemon's smile faltered. 'But why?'

'Oh I'm not as bad as Rena. She was almost dead.'

Gogo gasped and Honey Lemon looked like she was about to cry. 'Where is Rena now?' Gogo asked, sounding worried.

Fred felt a stab of guilt. All this time, and he hadn't even spared a single thought to how his friend might be doing. Had that freak killed her yet? He was definitely a supervillain. 'I don't know. We tried to escape but this guy stopped us.'

'What guy?'

'I don't know! Rena seemed to recognise him... I think? He was scary.' He said shuddering, 'and you know Caine? The blonde one?'

'...Yeah?'

'He was holding a gun to Tadashi's head.'

'What the fuck?!' Gogo exclaimed.

'Yeah. I don't... I don't know where they went. But I was dragged off in one direction and they left in the other.'

'Let's hope Hiro and Baymax can find them.' Honey Lemon said.

'Yeah.' Gogo agreed, 'but what are we gonna do?'

'There's not much we can do.' Honey Lemon said, 'we could try and get the ropes loose but there's that many guards here it wouldn't be a whole lot of use to us.'

'What about your chem purse?' Fred asked.

Honey Lemon shook her head, 'they threw it into the corner, I think. Same with all of our other weapons. We wouldn't even have time to run across the room before they take us down.'

'Shit.' Fred muttered, 'so what do we do then?'

'There's not much we can do.' Gogo said, sighing. 'All we can do is wait for Hiro.'

'What if he gets Hiro?'

'Then we're fucked.'

'Okay... then we might as well do something to pass the time. Who wants to play I spy?'


Rena had a million questions to ask Fournier. The only problem was, she had no idea where to even begin. 'Where are we going?'

'Just for a wander. No need to worry yourself, darling.'

She shuddered. It was bad enough the creepy men at the café calling her 'darling', but it was even worse coming from him. 'Where have you taken Fred? What did you mean by 'others?''

'All of that will be answered in due course! Now, stop asking so many questions or you can say goodnight to your brother.'

Rena glanced back at Tadashi and Caine. Tadashi was still staring directly ahead as though this wasn't even happening. She waved a hand in front of his face, but no. Nothing. No response at all. Caine's forehead was shining with sweat despite the cold. How dare he be nervous?

'What have you done to him?' Rena whispered.

She was talking to Caine but Fournier answered instead. 'You mean your brother? Odd guy, isn't he?'

Rena didn't reply, she just glared at the back of his head. She shoved her hands deep into her pockets and tried to formulate a plan to get put of this situation. Tadashi was probably drugged. That would explain the vacant expression. But if he wasn't all there, how would she get the both of them out of there? Caine had a gun. Fournier almost definitely had some kind of concealed weapon. If she tackled Fournier, Tadashi would get shot. If she tried to tackle Caine and failed, Tadashi would get shot. Even if she did manage to get away, would she be able to take Tadashi with her? She was injured.

Unfortunately for Rena, it seemed like the only option was to keep walking and hope that another opportunity would present itself. She didn't like the idea, but she liked the idea of Tadashi being shot in the head even less.

'You giving me the silent treatment? Oh dear. And here was I thinking you would want some kind of explanation...'

'What did Hiro do?' She burst out before she could stop herself. If she was going to die, it would be nice to know why.

Fournier looked back at her, his smile gone. 'I said we were waiting for that part.'

'And I've waited. If it's so bad, you can tell me now. What. Did. He. Do?' She asked again, slowly. Deliberately.

'You really want to know?' He said quietly.

'Yes. I do.' She sped up until she was in front of him. She looked him in the face, her eyes full of fury. 'Tell me.'

'He killed the love of my life.'

Rena tripped backwards over her own feet. She landed sprawling on the floor, much to the displeasure of her sprained arm and ribs. 'No...'

'I said you wouldn't like it.' Fournier said cruelly.

Rena sat up, shaking her head in disbelief. 'No he didn't. He's not... He's not a murderer.'

'That's why you're here.' Fournier said, sneering. He bent down until his face was inches away from hers. 'It's his fault you're here. I'm tearing apart your lives just as he tore apart mine. Now get up.' He spat.

Rena's mind was going a hundred miles an hour. There was no way. She refused to believe that Hiro would kill someone. He couldn't. He wouldn't. He would NEVER. This guy must have got it wrong. He must have done. 'My little brother isn't a murderer.'

'Oh yes he is.'

She struggled to her feet and glared at Caine stood in front of her. 'Well? Are you going to say anything? Is this true?'

Caine swallowed nervously, his eyes darting back and fourth between her and Fournier. 'Rena I-'

'Shut up boy!' Fournier snapped, 'or else you know what will happen.'

He shut his mouth. Rena rolled her eyes. Fucking coward.

'He deserves this. Every little bit.' Fournier snapped, 'blame him.'

Rena narrowed her eyes. 'He's a fourteen year old CHILD! He's not killed ANYONE! LIAR!'

'Who are you calling a liar?' Jason stepped forwards and grabbed her shirt collar, lifting her up off the ground. 'How dare you? HOW DARE YOU? I have a gun to your beloved brother's head... Or do you not remember that? I will not HESITATE to tell him to pull the trigger.' He pointed a finger towards Caine, 'one word. That's all it takes. I wouldn't be so careless, if I were you.'

He dropped her, still seething. Then, he turned on his heel and continued walking down the hall. 'If you want to live then you'd better pick up the pace.'

Rena turned to Caine. 'I can't stand to see the sight of you. Please stay behind me.'

She turned and marched down the hall after Fournier, waiting for him to explain more. He was silent for a long time before he said, 'his ID was in his hoodie that he left behind. It was him. The famous Hiro Hamada. Stupid boy. Bold enough to think he could overcome me? He's an idiot.'

Rena sighed, once again feeling a wave of guilt crash over her. If only she'd been more observant... She could have protected him. 'So what happens now? Are you gonna kill me?'

'Well... That's always going to come. Not yet, though. I wouldn't worry though. Dying isn't that bad. I mean, I've never died so I wouldn't know. But there's worse that can happen.'

'And I'm assuming that's what you're planning.'

'You're not as slow as you look.'

'I'm not slow.'

'Oh yeah? Prove it.' Fournier stopped and gestured to Tadashi, 'what's wrong with your brother, then?'

'I thought you weren't going to tell me?'

'Oh, I'm not. But I still want you to guess.'

Rena looked at Tadashi again. She stepped up to him and peered into his eyes. They were glazed over and had a faraway look in them. She snapped her fingers in front of his face. He didn't even blink. Cautiously, she took his hand and squeezed it. It remained limp and cold in her hand. 'Tadashi.' She said softly. 'Look at me.' For a second, she thought his eyes seemed to focus. But then she blinked and they were dead and blank once more.

'Come on, if you're really as smart as you seem, tell me.' Fournier said, smirking.

'You've... Drugged him or something. Somehow, you've altered his way of thinking. The way he sees and processes things. He's there, but not entirely. You don't want him to speak. Or fight back. It's like he's not thinking at all.'

'Oh, he can fight. Don't worry about that. But... He'll only fight if I want him to.'

Rena furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. 'Okay so... Am I right?'

'In a way, yes. But also no. Very far from being right.'

'Right. I'm gonna assume that pretty much everything else has been your fault to?'

Fournier stroked his chin in thought. 'Not my fault. Your brother's fault.'

'But... Your men robbed the café? You set up that botfight with Yama?'

'Yep. I told you I was making your brother's life hell. Nobody messes with me.'

'And when I got poisoned... That was you as well?'

Fournier nodded, his gaze drifting over to Caine. 'Well, technically that wasn't me...'

Rena stared at the boy she once considered her friend. 'You?!' She spluttered angrily, 'that was you?!' Of course, it made sense. The orange straw. He only wanted her to have that drink so he could poison her. And then... What? Pretend to be her friend and visit her from the hospital? Help her to escape so she would see the scene and be even more tortured? Her hands were shaking with anger. To think she trusted him! To think she considered him a friend! And he'd been spying on her! Plotting to make her life hell; to kill her!

Caine looked back at her, his eyes filled with something. Sorrow? Worry? Revenge? She had no idea. Everything she had learnt about this boy came crumbling down in front of her. He wasn't the kind person Rena had grown to love. He was a liar. A liar and a criminal. And she hated him.

'Shame.' Fournier said sarcastically, 'I'm devastated for you, I really am.'

Rena cleared her throat, determined not to cry in front of him. 'Well... Now what?'

'Now? Let's go see the others.'