Chapter Six (PHIL'S POV)
I laid there on Dan's shoulder. He had obviously fallen asleep. I could hear his slow breathing, deep and heavy.
Suddenly, I felt a hand grab hold of the collar of my shirt. Before I could scream, I felt another fall over my mouth. The invisible force pulled me up.
"Ah. Philip. Nice too see you again." He took his hand away from my mouth. "Don't think about making a noise, or...well, Dan won't be waking up."
"Chris?" It came out as a hoarse whisper.
"Hi." He flashed a smile. The pain from his hand up against my neck started to choke me. "Oh, my. Am I hurting you?" He asked 'sympathetically' in his fake caring voice. I winced slightly. "It appears I am." He dropped me, and I fell onto the cold ground. I wanted to yell. Dan lay there, still sleeping like the perfect angel he was.
"Please don't hurt him." I squeaked out.
"Hurt your precious little Danny? I would never." The mockery was extremely evident in his voice. He grinned maliciously. "That's your job." He squatted down so we were eye level. Chris grabbed my jaw and squeezed it. He brought out a knife.
"Take it." His eyes blazed, making him look insane. "Take it."
"What?!"
"Take it. Take that worthless Atova. Kill him. He's useless. A waste of oxygen."
My eyes went wide. "I...I would never!"
"Why not? Do you...love him?" He was grinning maniacally. Yep, Chris was definitely mental.
His words hung in the silence. "Well, Philip. It seems you're going to be a problem for us." He scraped the knife across my jaw. Some blood spilled out and oozed down my neck.
"Do whatever you want. Just please, please leave him be." I managed to get the words out. I knew he wouldn't listen, but Dan was all that was on my mind.
"Oh, man. You're causing more trouble than I thought. Sounds like you need some help." He sauntered over to Dan.
"No! No, please!" I screamed.
Another guard marched into the dim moonlight. Chris nodded at him, and the guard walked up to me and punched me square in the face. He twisted me onto my stomach, grabbing my wrists and tying them together.
"Take him to the chief." He spat at the guard. "I have to..talk to our little friend here." He laughing menacingly.
"Please!" I yelled but I was being pulled away. Dan's sleeping body was still there. Would I ever see him again!? "DAN!" I yelled loudly.