Hey guys, back to this one again. I actually had some fun writing his chapter, but I do want to apologize ahead of time, I'll explain at the end of the chapter. But right now, REVIEWS!
Guest1212: Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it, and yeah, it always does seem to be Joe. Thanks for reviewing!
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Frank swam around the room, trying to find anything that could help them escape. Joe stood in the middle of the room, mumbling on and on about something Frank couldn't understand.
There was no other way out, except for the trapdoor by the ladder. Frank swam over to the ladder and climbed up, tugging at the door. It wasn't locked, but something heavy blocked it. Frank jumped off the ladder and moved toward Joe. The water was up to their chest now, and making its way higher.
Frank stood in front of Joe. Frank needed his help, and now with him standing around. Frank understood, he knew Joe was scared and nervous, but he needed his help.
Frank sighed and looked at his brother, talking to himself. "Joe, please don't beat me up after this." Frank knew Joe didn't really hear him, but he hoped it counted as an informal apology.
Frank reached back and slapped Joe across the face, hard. Joe's head snapped to the side, and Frank shouted at him. "Come on, Joe, you need to snap out of it!"
Joe stared at Frank, and placed his hand up against the side of his mouth. "What the heck was that for?" He said, annoyed.
Frank smiled and hugged Joe, careful not to hurt his arm to much. "Sorry, you were out of it. Do you remember?"
Joe thought back, "I remember Antonio with us, shooting, and then, the guards picked me up and they-they…" He trailed off as his hands started shaking, eyes stopped moving around and were focused on one spot, dulled over.
'Come on, not now!' Frank thought to himself, and grabbed Joe's shoulders, trying to shake him out of it.
"Don't touch me!" Joe growled, but the voice didn't sound like the Joe Frank knew. He sent a fist flying towards Frank, who ducked and hit him in the face again, less hard. Joe snapped back to reality, but his hands were still shaking.
"I can't help it Frank, I'm going to do it again, I can't stop it. Whenever I think about-"
Frank cut him off there and grabbed his hands so they stopped shaking. "Then don't think about it. Think about mom and dad. Think about our friends. Think about the food we're going to get after this." He hoped this helped Joe calm down.
'Think about how I'm going to kill Antonio when we are out of here.' Frank said, wanting to vomit at the very thought of Antonio's name.
"Alright Joe, we have to go up the ladder and push on the door, something is blocking it." Frank rushed forward, with Joe behind him. They needed to hurry, the water was up to their shoulders now.
Fenton had called Chief Collig, this time about the video tape. He guess had been correct. When Joe shouted out Aequoreus, Fenton understood immediately. Aequoreus was latin for marina. When Fenton told Collig everything, Collig agreed with him, and Fenton was going to meet a team down at the marina.
Fenton was going to find Antonio, and he was going to kill him.
Frank and Joe were on the ladder, trying to push up on the door. Joe was using one arm, his shoulder that had gotten dislocated was hurting and not going to be of use.
The two of them pushed, hard, but it was only moving slightly. Joe told himself he need to use his other arm. It was going to hurt, but with the little more push, they should be able to get it open. Just getting his arm above his head hurt, and he bit his lip, preparing himself for the next part.
"Joe, don't! You're going to hurt yourself even more." Frank shouted over the water that was creeping closer and closer. He noticed was Joe was doing, and his didn't want his little brother to push himself farther. He had seen Joe go past limits he had never seen before, and he was proud. But he didn't want Joe to do something stupid so they could get out.
"Oh well. We need to get out, now." Joe said firmly, and Frank knew he wasn't going to change his mind. On the count of three, the brothers pushed against the door again, with Joe using both arms.
Joe bit his lip hard against the pain, he wanted to scream. His shoulder was burning and felt like it was going to pop out again. Slowly, for like felt like forever, the door creaked open, and whatever was on top of it slid off, letting the door open fully.
Joe cried out with relief as he carefully let his arm down next to him. Everything hurt. Frank climbed up first, and when he was out, let a hand down that Joe grabbed, pulling him up.
Frank slammed the door behind them, hopefully trapping the water a little bit more. They looked around, they were on the upper deck of the ship, they could see the marina!
Police cars were lined up at the docks, and the Hardy brothers could barely see their dad on the docks. Frank started waving both his hands in the air, while Joe stood at his side, holding his injured arm.
Frank must've gotten their attention, because a police officer with a megaphone called out, "We see you. Hang tight, we're on our way."
Frank sighed. They had found them. He looked over at Joe and they shared a smiled, until Frank looked past Joe, at a little boat that was sitting a good distance away. One man stood on it.
Antonio.
His hand was waving in the air, and Frank could faintly see a little controller in his hand.
'Oh crap,' Frank thought as Antonio pressed the button.
Everything was quiet for a second.
Then the Hardy's boat exploded.
Oh, cliffhangers. I love them as a writer and hate them as a reader. Ok apology, slapping people is not a legit way to help out a person, so please, if someone is freaking out with panic attacks or somthing, please don't slap them. I just need something to kick the story along a little. So sorry.
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