Chapter 6:

Previously:

"It looks like they are at an old storage unit in Canada." he said snapping me out of my trance. I directed my attention back to the screen, if that dot kept beeping that means she's safe that we have hope. Then all of a sudden it turned off.

"what, why did it go off!? Adam bellowed.

"Two reasons," Mr. Davenport said. "1. he disabled it, so she can't use her bionics, or 2." he hesitated not wanting to saw it aloud even though we both know. "She's dead."

Bree's POV:

I feel a pounding in my head and I open my eyes to be immediately dizzy so I close them again. I tried to get up but found I was tied down. I reopened my eyes to see a dark damp room. I looked around and saw that both my hands and my feet are tied on the corners of the chair. I could see the door from the corner of my eye open and I immediately pretended to still be knocked out.

"Good try little girl but you aren't going to get away with that," he said walking over to me. I tried to move but the ropes restricted me. "Oh, trying to get away now are we. tsk, tsk, tsk.. now I'm going to have to punish you." What! what do you mean PUNISH ME! What is he going to? He comes in with this black leather whip. "Now why don't we show this to your brothers to give them some motivation." What does he mean motivation. He walked up to his computer screen and skyped Mr. Davenport. Four faces appeared on the screen (Chase, Adam, Leo, and Mr. Davenport) all of them had a mix of anger and worry.

"What do you want Krane?" Mr. Davenport said anger in his voice, "where's Bree?"

"Well Davenports just incase you guys didn't think I was being serious enough I'll give you a little demonstration." And with that we walked out of in front of me,

"BREE!" they all exclaimed.

"Are you okay?" Chase asked.

"ya guys I'm- AHHHH!" I screamed when he whipped me in the stomach. The whip hit me so hard it ripped through my shirt and cut my skin. I felt tears coming out and soon enough I was crying. And I don't cry! I tried to hold it in but the pain was too much. I could feel the blood pouring out of the cut. It cut through me like a knife cutting through butter.

"Bree! Are you okay!" Mr. Davenport yelled.

"Y-AHHHHH!" I tried to respond but I got whipped again higher up.

"Hahaha, look at the little girl crying does it hurt, does it sting, well of course it does." Krane teased. He then walked away to get something. He comes back with a glass that smells like alcohol. "So little Bree, do you know what it's like to have alcohol poured over dirty deep cuts, well it hurts the same as acid being poured on skin maybe even more." he says and begins to pour it over my cuts.

"AAHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream in pain. I begin to fight against the ropes that are now breaking through my skin. I can't stand the pain it feels like acid is eating away my skin. Oh no I have to stay awake! I know deep down that it isn't any use and I pass out from all of the pain.

Chase's POV:

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! BREE'S ALIVE. Where is she?

"What do you want Krane?" Mr. Davenport said anger in his voice, "where's Bree?"

"Well Davenports just incase you guys didn't think I was being serious enough I'll give you a little demonstration." And with that we walked over and showed Bree tied to a table bed thing with her hands and legs tied to the corners with rope.

"BREE!" we all exclaimed.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"ya guys I'm- AHHHH!" I screamed when he whipped her in the stomach. It looked so painful. I know for a fact that when you get whipped it cuts you deep like a knife going through butter. He whipped her so hard it cut through her shirt that was almost instantly soaked in blood. Oh my god, she is actually crying. I could feel tears brimming in my eyes, I had a gut wrenching feeling in my stomach. I couldn't believe what's happening. Bree never cries like NEVER cries. Even when she broke both of her arm and leg.

"Bree! Are you okay!" Mr. Davenport yelled.

"Y-AHHHHH!" She tried to respond but she got whipped again higher up.

"Hahaha, look at the little girl crying does it hurt, does it sting, well of course it does." Krane teased. He then walked away to get something. I was hoping he was done with her but no... of course not. He comes back into the dirty little room with a glass that is probably alcohol. "So little Bree, do you know what it's like to have alcohol poured over dirty deep cuts, well it hurts the same as acid being poured on skin maybe even more." he says and begins to pour it over my cuts.

"AAHHHHHHHHHH!" she screams in pain. She looks like she's trying to break through the ropes that are holding her down making nasty blistered cuts on her wrists and ankles. I can tell that she is going to blackout her body can't handle the pain so it'll shut down. Just as I predicted she then blacked out. Krane started maliciously laughing breaking my last calm thread. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH Y-" I started to say but couldn't finish it because the live feed went dead. What we were all thinking was what will he do next?

TO BE CONTINUED...