Authors Note: Hey y'all. Anyway thank you to those who have reviewed, I really appreciate it because that's the whole reason that I write. I've been thinking about this a lot lately and I still haven't made a decision. I am thinking of abandoning this story and I would like to know your opinions on that. So who knows this may be the last chapter. So tell me if this story is even worth continuing or should I just move on to something else. Thank you- Kat

Failed Plans-

I lay on the cold, hard ground for what seemed like an eternity. Paul was fast asleep but Williams was deep in though, as was I. No matter how hard I wracked my brain I could not think of a plan. Every single one that I thought of had a way of failing. When I mean failing I mean death.

We needed to get out of here, and fast. Morning was soon approaching and from what I had heard yesterday that was no good thing. "Williams, man do you have anything?" I asked pleadingly.

His light blue eyes met my greenish/grey ones. "No, nothing works, I mean we can take risks but first we have to be untied and then it depends on how many guards there are and which one of us it is. Too many risks that ain't worth taken." With that said he once again turned his head away from mine.

"What if I do it? I can attack them and then if I get hurt then I get hurt. It worth a try." This was the best plan that I had. Almost everything in my brain was telling me not to do a damn thing but deep down I knew that I had to.

Williams straightened up a little and without turning to face me said "this ain't any time to be the hero Ponyboy. I am still your sergeant and I will make the first move, no you, not Paul, me."

"But they will expect that. They will know that you will protect us because that is your duty. Let me do it. Let me fight them." I was now demanding this job and I had no idea why I wanted it so badly.

"They will expect you too; I know you talked to them yesterday. I was awake I just didn't move so that I could see what happened without me interfering. They know that you'll fight like I will which leaves Paul. God damn it! He can't fight 'em. No way will he would stand a chance against them."

"That's why they will probably choose him first, not us. Shit. There goes our time of planning. Paul get up!" I yelled.

Paul awoke and not happily but he knew something was wrong from the looks on our faces. "What's wrong with you two?" He said with a nervous laugh.

The sounds of footsteps were echoing through the hallway outside. Williams and I knew what was about to happen but we still wished it wasn't. The heavy metal door creaked open and there appeared five guards and the big man himself with an evil grin plastered on his face. He said something in Vietnamese and two of the guards moved forward and just as we suspected untied Paul. "Today is the day we learn the secrets of our enemy." The man looked at me and then to Williams and finally to Paul. Once more he said something in Vietnamese and the guards dragged Paul away.

"No take me instead I'm there sergeant. Let me go." Williams cried.

"Do not worry; you of course will have your turn." He laughed again before walking out with the guards and Paul.

"Paul! Paul!" I screamed knowing it would do no one any good. I prayed that he would be alright but then I heard it. His screams. Those of which could only belong to my best friend. I slumped down begging God that he would be alright and he would escape this or at least come back somewhat unscathed.

Williams had his head down in defeat and part of me thought that he too was praying for something. Paul's screams filled the prison that we were in.

I assumed we were underground but then again I could see some light though a hole. Our captures couldn't be that stupid could they, put somewhere where we could get in touch with the outside. No the dampness of the place had to mean we were underground. Can you believe this is a time like this I'm thinking of the architecture of the place not about what Paul is undergoing. Some great friend I was. But then again I was coming up with an escape plan that would probably never work.

Would the military even know that we were missing not dead, yet. What about the gang and Darry and Soda. What were they up to now, happy I hope. And unknowing of the danger I was in would be nice. If they knew, they wouldn't be able to take it.

I looked over at Williams who was still sitting there, not moving. "He'll come back. He has to." That's was all I could say.

He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. "Ponyboy, you know nothing about war. He will be lucky if he comes back here conscious. He may come back but there is still a chance that he will die, we all might die here." Williams hung his head once more in defeat, very unlike who I knew when I first got here.

"We need to get out of these ties, maybe if we work o them long enough we might get them undone."

"Kid these knots ain't coming undone anytime soon. You'll have to cut them with something and since we have nothing it won't work."

I knew he was right but I still was going to try. I pulled at the knot and tried to loosen it some but it really didn't work at all. I was wasting my energy but if there was some glimmer of hope that I could get out of the ropes that bonded me and save Paul then the work was worth the pain.

Paul was still screaming. He must have been in agony. I was pulling and pulling at the ropes and all I was doing was wearing away the skin and giving myself rope burn. They loosed ever so slightly but nothing to get excited about. I just had to keep loosing them.

Paul screams of pain stopped abruptly and then there was silence.

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