here's the next chapter. a VERY special thanks to Phoenix revenge who gave me idea's, and without i probably wouldnt have continued this story. thanks!

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"By who?" Wolf spoke once again. I knew Wolf was the leader. Not because of that someone had told me, (which by the way they haven't!) but because the others didn't question his instructions and he spoke with authority.

The man chuckled. His name was long and complicated, so I decided that I'd just call him Oli.

Then something hit me. "Well you're a friendly lot! Anyways. My name's Olivandronnes Rostivlav Gregorovitch, ring a bell Mr Rider?"

He knew Alex! Maybe this whole thing is more complicated than I first thought…

Oli never replied to Wolf, instead he went to sneer at Alex, who was still crouching in the corner. His chocolate brown eyes darted up to Oli's face, but never quite looked him in the eyes. Mmm interesting….

"Any time who I am Little Alex? "the man sneered. I'd always thought the worst person I would meet was this bitch called Jay in my form, but he just came 1st place!

"I know someone with the same surname to you, but I don't know who you are and to be honest, I'm perfectly happy not to" Alex replied, courage gradually rising.

Oli seemed to pause for a second, perhaps in hesitation, before he slapped Alex across his cheek. Hard enough to make his head slam against the grotty wall of our cell. We all jumped, and I stood and went to go and kick him but my dad grabbed me, pinning me to his chest. I struggled but he wouldn't give. Tightening his grip, he murmured "Ellie" with such authority that I stopped. Tears stung my eyes and I think if he wasn't holding me then I might've fallen. Yeah I wouldn't normally admit something like but everything's seems to be changing here.

Wolf had the same reaction as me really. Like wanted to beat the crap out of Oli. He growled and started for the evil looking man, but Oli grabbed Alex's hair and yanked him to his feet. Caught by surprise, Alex yelped; then gulped when Oli swiftly slipped out his knife and held it to his throat.

"One more step, and I'll slit his throat" Oli threatened, voice painted with malice. Wolf froze. And so did everyone in the room, minus the guards that were already frozen, that is.

"Good well, I can see that you don't want each other to die. And that you want to learn more about me. Well don't worry folks; you will. And I'll learn more about you and you're companies. And what gets you to talk" at the end he looked at me. It clicked. I was his leverage against my Dad, against K-Unit and against Alex. Oh crap. My breath caught in my throat and those tears were on the edge of falling…no! I couldn't cry, not here and not now. Oli sauntered out the room, his guards walking backwards behind him, guns pointing at Alex and Snake's chests, so none of us dared to do as much as blink.

I hated Oli, I mean who wouldn't? I think his new name is merde. French is my favourite language (that's not English! I also speak Spanish, Italian and polish…I'm kinda a natural linguist!) And merde is my favourite name for my French teacher! So yeah, his name is officially Oli le merde, that's my last decision.

Whilst thinking, I didn't notice until I looked up that Wolf was now by the door, Fox was talking to Alex, and Snake was crouching in front of me…waving his hand? Oh! He must be trying to get my attention! It kinda took a while for my mind to register that one!

"Huh?" I asked. Clever Ellie!

"Ah so you are awake! I was beginning to think you were in shock El" Snake replied, relief clear in his voice, but concern had a place there too. He was peering at me like a proper doctor.

"Mmm" I replied, again cleverly. I looked over to Alex, who was having a rapid conversation in what I thought might be Latin with Fox. Out of the corner of my eye I could see dad and Snake having a near silent conversation, obviously about me!

"El? You okay?" Dad asked, his green eyes staring at me. I turned my head to face his and reflected his eyes, with mine which were the same.

"Yeah course Dad, I'm fine." I replied. I mean, fine has different meanings right? Like I bet Alex would say fine when he's not, and if someone hit me by accident or something and they'd ask if I was okay and I would say I'm fine, when really I'm pissed off. Right?

His eyes hardened somewhat and I thought he would speak, when all of a sudden it was Wolf who burst into the conversation; "Oh God, not another Cub?" he exclaimed.

Snake nodded for some reason, along with Fox whilst me and dad and Alex just looked at him like he was crazy.

"What do you mean Wolfie?" I asked. There! Witty and serious, that's me! (Even if it's not funny, cut me some slack will you?I'm in a cell with 3 men, my dad and a teenage hottie! And there's a mad man!)

He growled before speaking, probably because he didn't appreciate being called Wolfie when personally I think it suits him. He's a marshmallow inside!

"I mean, when we ask Cub something, even if he's just fallen out of a 30ft tree, he just says fine! And then you're obviously not fine and you say fine! Fine shouldn't be in the dictionary! Fine is banned Unit!" Wolf replied, happiness in his voice. Everyone gave him weird looks, including me and minus Snake and Fox. He seriously is one serious bipolar if you ask me. Like one minute he's all protective unit leader and the next thing you know he's making joke slash sarcasm slash something else comment….weird. He's like a-a marshmallow, trapped inside an angry chicken on a alcohol high! Yeah!

Unable to help myself I started laughing at the image I had just created in my head, and of course now I was the one getting weird looks from them all. Through fits of laughter I described what I had just thought up, and even started thinking of weird scenarios in which he was that chicken! Maybe we were all oxygen deprived or something because pretty soon everyone was laughing their heads off, tears stinging eyes. Wolf was blushing like a cherry, his eyes bulging and giving me what I called 'Wolf power glare: type 1'. Meaning his most powerful glare and yet like the crazy person I am I just laughed hardere.

Then, a section of the door opened, and instantly the laughter froze like on pause, the Unit immediately standing in defensive positions, including Alex. Yet someone slipped in a tray and snapped the opening close, making it disappear as if nothing was ever there.

Food. All be it 6 slices of slightly stale bread and a litre of water, but it was food. And I was hungry.

Maybe someone had sympathy for us? I doubted it, but then again, I didn't think prisoners and captives got half decent food….

Who knows? All in knew after was that I was half full, and that I couldn't wait to see sunlight again.