Wow...how long has it been since I've updated? Like 5 months? 6?

either way, sorry bout that. I'm on a 5 month exchange trip to Japan right now, and have thus had no time to type this.

Thank you so much to my reviewer named Megan, who reminded me a couple times to continue writing.

Disclaimer: not mine.

Isabel's POV:

I struggled fiercely against the man who held me, but it did no good. He was just way too strong. Damn it! How could I have let this happen?! One minute, we were all sitting here, the next, there were soldiers suddenly emerging from the woods. We were already tired out, and the soldiers were fast. We started fighting them, but the next thing I knew, Arkarian, Jimmy and Ethan's dad were all unconscious. Neraih and I were being held down on the ground roughly, by the soldiers.

Ethan was trying to fight them off, but was severely outnumbered. He took a hard punch to the stomach and keeled over, gasping for air. A soldier kicked him in the face, and his nose started to bleed.

I screamed as loud as I could. Matt and Dillon must have been close enough to hear me.

"hey! Shut up!" yelled a soldier as he kicked me. I winced as his boot dug into my side, but continued screaming. Another soldier shoved what tasted like a cloth in my mouth to gag me. He motioned to some other men, and they pushed Ethan, who now had his arms bound behind his back, forward.

"You try something like that again..." Growled the soldier. "...and we kill your friend." Then, to prove his point, the soldier pulled out a knife, and to my horror, made a large gash in Ethan's arm. I could tell that it was deep, as blood was pouring from it.

Ethan inhaled sharply and closed his eyes in pain. Neraih and I stated struggling like mad, determined to help Ethan and the others.

The soldier raised the knife to Ethan's throat, just as Matt and Dillon ran into the clearing. They stared at us, astonished looks on their faces.

Dillon started whispering something to Matt, when a soldier appeared out of nowhere behind them. Matt and Dillon quickly spun around, and the man said something that I couldn't quite here to Matt. Two of the soldiers, then started dragging Ethan over to them. One still had the knife held to Ethan's throat.

Dillon POV:

"Fine...we'll co-operate."announced Matt solemnly. "But your not to hurt ANY of them if we do."

"what?!" I practically yelled. "we're giving up? Just like that?!"

Matt glared at me."We don't have any other choice."

"but..."

"Shut it" Ordered the Soldier holding Ethan. Kay...just a tip, try not to piss of a guy who is holding a large knife to your friend's throat.

Another man grabbed my arm, and pulled me over beside Ethan. "Put your arms behind your back" ordered the guard. Like hell. I was about to tell him this when Matt spoke. "Do it Dillon." He glared up at the soldier. "If we co-operate, you are not to hurt Ethan or Dillon." The soldier laughed as I let him pull my other arm behind my back. "yes yes, not yet" I felt him roughly tying my arms behind me, my hands slowly loosing their circulation. Ow. Seriously, tight enough?

yay, I finally have more up. Sorry these are always so short, but they seem so much longer in word. When I typed this out, It was actually one and a half pages long.

And, yes, I know that wasn't a great spot to end the chapter, but ...o well.

Again, sorry for the large gap, but i'll try to update again in the next week or two. I PROMISE it wont be as long as last time!

Reviews are ever loved.

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