Thanks again for the reviews! Nope, no break when you're in war. Poor Vinnie.
Here's the next one, a little tense one, sorry!
Chapter twenty five
Vinnie stirred. He felt a pounding headache. He slowly opened his eyes. Why was he lying on the ground and why was it so cold? He slowly got up. "What did I drink last night?", he moaned. He looked around and saw dark, filthy walls. Bars in the door. He was in a cell. Suddenly, everything came back. Violet… Thank the Mothers of Mars, she escaped. Now it was time for him to find a way out of here. Vinnie climbed on his feet. His head was killing him. They sure packed a serious punch. He walked to the bars. With the tip of his tail he quickly touched them. A little spark, and a electric jolt through his body.
"Typical", he mumbled. He grabbed a flair. Well, he tried. But his bandoleers were gone, just like his gun.
"Great." Since when were they so smart? How did they know he carried flairs with him? Usually they didn't notice. He peeked through the bars. He saw a hallway and two guards. Where the hell did they bring him? Vinnie paced around in his cell, feeling angry and frustrated. How could he be so stupid? Why didn't he saw them coming? Why were they after him? Was it really because of Limburger? Pfff… Limburger was outcast, spit out by his own species. Well, whatever the reason was, he needed to get out of here. But how?
A door slammed and a big, ugly fish appeared before his cell.
"So, I see that you're awake."
Vinnie rolled his eyes. "Wauw, your observability is astonishing. So tell me, why am I here?"
The Plutarkian smiled. "Such a big mouth. Soon you will wish you were never born, then we'll talk again. My name is Captain Knife, but call me Buddy."
Vinnie laughed. "Captain Knife? Really? Wauw, your life must suck… Buddy…"
Buddy shook his head. "Well, actually it is your life that is about to suck. Guards, grab him."
The door opened and the two guards came into Vinnie's cell. Vinnie clenched his fists and was ready to attack, but one of the guards poked him with some kind of stick. He could feel his muscles spasm because of the electricity and his legs collapsed. He tried to fight it, but he couldn't. All he could do was lying helplessly on the floor, his body shaking. The guard put on handcuffs and picked the white mouse from the floor. He dragged him out of his cell. Vinnie tried to look around, finding any escape route or a clue how to get out of here. But his body was failing on him. He couldn't move his head. They dragged him to a room with chains hanging on the ceiling. The smell of blood was overwhelming. The guards lifted up his hands and attached the cuffs to the chains. They also chained his feet and his tail together. The effects from the shocks were ebbing away, Vinnie could move his body again. Well, if he wasn't chained up. He struggled, but it was no use. Buddy entered the room with a evil smile on his face.
"Welcome to my playroom. Were about to have so much fun together."
Vinnie rolled his eyes and gave him an innocent look. "Do you need to know my stopword?" and he wiggled his eyebrows.
Buddy laughed. "You're funny. No, no stopwords. You don't have anything to say about our little game. Well now, the rules. I ask questions, you answer them. If you don't, or giving the wrong answer, well... " He showed a mean looking whip.
Vinnie laughed. "Yeah well, you are not gonna crack this mouse. Now way I am telling you anything. Do you like playing the big, tough guy against somebody who is chained up? Why don't set me free, and fight like a man! Or well.. fish.."
"Ahhh a tough one. Those are the most fun to crack. So tell me, where is the virus?"
Vinnie couldn't help himself. He laughed again. "So that is where this is all about? That stupid virus? And why do you think I even know where it is? I'm just a soldier."
"Wrong answer. Everybody knows you are way more than just a soldier." Buddy raised his hand and the whip landed on Vinnie's back with full force. Vinnie could feel the whip cut in his flesh, but gritted his teeth. He was not gonna scream. He was not gonna give that stupid, ugly fish the satisfaction.
"Nice feeling, right? Again. Where is the virus?"
Vinnie gasped. "As far as I know, it's destroyed." He knew it wasn't, but no way he was gonna tell him. The whip landed on his back again. He flinched, but didn't make a sound.
"Where is the virus? And don't act stupid, you leaded the attack on the building."
Vinnie suddenly got angry, feeling almost ashamed to be in this humiliating situation. He spit on the ground.
"I am not gonna tell you anything, you ugly slime ball! You will have to kill me. I don't do snitching. So, why don't you go FUCK yourself!" He struggled against his chains and let out a stream of all the curse words he knew in Martian.
That resulted in three hard claps on his back. He could feel the blood streaming down from his back to his legs. The whip landed on his back over and over again. The pain was so overwhelming, Vinnie couldn't stop himself, no matter how hard he tried. He opened his mouth and screamed.
Violet left the medic room. She had ten stitches in her head and the nurse had said she needed rest. But no way Violet would listen. The only thing was in her head was Vinnie. She needed to find him. Thankfully, she wasn't that dizzy anymore. But her head was pounding. She ran to Carbine's office, but right before she was at the door, it suddenly opened. She bumped into Modo. "Violet! Are you okay?", he asked with worry. Violet couldn't answer, she didn't want to cry again. Modo took her in a tight hug. "We will find him, Violet. Trust me, we will get him back."
Throttle and Carbine joined them. "Violet, you need to take us to the place where they took Vinnie", Carbine said while they walked to the bikes. Gaya, Jake and Stoker were already there. Violet climbed on Vinnie's bike. "I'm not sure if I can remember it, but Sweetheart knows. Don't you?" Vinnie bike was beeping and revved her engine.
"Okay, can you take us there?"
The bike turned and sped out. Violet almost fell off, but grabbed the handlebars tightly. "Okay girl, let's go find Vinnie!" The rest of the group followed them.
Vinnie's bike took the same route as before and jumped off the cliff again. But this time, Violet barely noticed. All she could think of was Vinnie. She felt like she was cursed. Everytime she felt happiness, something happened and she was dragged back into the world of fear and death. That fucking war…
Violet felt the bike was slowing down and she looked up. Yes, this was the place. This time she waited till the bike stopped before she jumped off. The rest stopped behind her and climbed of their bikes. Violet walked to the top.
"We were sitting here and suddenly we were surrounded."
Throttle stood beside her, rubbing his chin. There were signs of struggles in the red sand, and also tracks from multiple vehicles. He followed one of the tracks and saw they all came together at one point. "Looks like they drove in that direction. Let's follow the tracks."
Everybody jumped on their bikes and did what Throttle said. Violet was taking the lead, with a frown on her face.
After driving for a while, Throttle signed them to stop.
"According to the direction of the tracks, they took him to South Mars…"
Carbine gasped. "No… you don't mean?"
Violet, who didn't have a clue where they were talking about, raised her voice. "What? What are you talking about?"
Throttle slowly turned around and faced her. "I think they took him to Mortem... "
Violet still didn't understand. "So?"
Throttle hesitated, but knew he had to tell her. Knew he had to be honest to her. "It's one of the worst places on Mars. It's reserved for the most wanted mice on Mars. Most of the prisoners never leave, unless they are dead. But before they die, they are tortured on the most gruesome ways…"
Violet stared at him. "No… no…" Tears welled up in her eyes.
Throttle grabbed her shoulders. "We WILL get him out, you hear me? Even if it's the last thing I do!"
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