Look, I'm doing better with updates already.

It's a bit shorter but I got it done

Enjoy!

Devin's POV

A large jolt snapped me awake. It was dark but there were bumps constantly. Great, I loved trucks! I sat up, sick of my head clanging on the cold metal. My hands were tied behind my back, and trust me they weren't coming loose anytime soon. Oh even better, I loved being tied up in a truck.

I heard a small forced moan from the darkness. "Who's there?" I croaked, trying to swallow and unfreeze my mouth. "Devin, is that you?" I heard John's voice from the side of the truck. I made my way over, his figure now becoming outlined as my eyes adjust. He sat up and looked over, recognizing me and nodding. "Brilliant." He said in his accent before sighing loudly. I noticed him trying to pull his hands apart. He found out soon enough that they were tightly knotted. "Just brilliant." He steamed before standing shakily.

"Maybe you shouldn't..." I tried but he wasn't listening. Instead, he kicked the hard metal wall and lost his balance a bit.

"You know, I just love being jumped and tied up in the back of a truck!" He exclaimed before kicking the wall again. "Why don't you try fighting fair you bastards? See who wins then!" He was yelling now.

"John, calm do-"I was cut off when he rammed into the wall. This definitely had to stop. "John, seriously. You're going to hurt yourself!" I stood as he rammed the wall again. I could already hear him panting and tried to get him to stop.

"To hell with it all." He spat and I move over standing close. A little to close I guess. His shoulder bounced off the wall on impact and smacked me in the face. That and the momentum of the truck flung me backwards till I hit my head hard on the metal and sunk to the ground.

"Crap." I faintly heard John saying as he came over, the lines on his face barely visible but scrunched up with worry. "Devin, are you okay? I'm so sorry." He swore at himself while I tried to stay awake. There was warm liquid on the back of my head. I slowly felt it run down my neck. The smell was faint but because of his increased senses, I knew John could smell it.

"God, I'm an arse." He was saying under his breath.

"I'm fine John, really." I reassured, but something else was on my mind. "Hey John?" I asked after a bit and peered around in the darkness some more.

"Yeah?" He had stopped lashing out and now sat beside me.

"Where is everyone else?"

"...I don't know."

Joey's POV

Feeling slowly rushed back to me as I blinked in the darkness. There was cold metal underneath me, rope around my wrists and someone was lying on my leg. I moved my leg and I felt the silky and light strands of hair brush my leg where my pants were ripped. It was short and smooth so I shook my leg a bit and woke the owner to it. There was a slight moan as the person awoke, but I recognized her right away.

"Feeling okay Liz?" I asked her as she regained consciousness. She looked around confused a bit, her hair whipping over her face. "Liz, are you okay?" I asked warily. She finally looked at me.

"Yeah, I'm fine... you?" She asked, her head cocking a bit. There was a small window at the top of the truck. Every so often it would let in a little light, enough to see Elizabeth's face. A stream of blood was near dried on the side of her face and a big bruise painted her cheek.

"Yeah, fine." I mumbled. She continued to look around the truck while I sat there. "Liz, could you come here for a sec?" I asked and she nodded, coming over by my leg. "Tap the lower pocket and see if it's hard." I told her and she nodded. She sat with her back to me, trying to find the pocket just above my knee with her tied hands. Eventually she tapped it, and I felt a heavy metal bounce on the side of my leg.

"This may actually be the first time I'm glad you have your gun." She said and I grinned a bit. But her face was still distraught.

"Liz, is something wrong?" I asked her and at first she shook her head with a small smile. But it disappeared and she started to nod.

"Have you seen a bag anywhere?" She asked me finally. I checked behind me and slowly stood. My knees were shaking and my foot killed but I made my way around the perimeter of the truck.

"I don't see anything." I told her and I heard her breath catch in her throat. After that she was silent except for snippets of her muttering, "They took it. They took him."

Searette's POV

The moving room was cold and dark, and very, very empty. "Is anyone there?" I asked timidly, but silence was my answer. My hands were behind my back as I brought my knees in close.

"There's no one else?" Luxmi asked me as she sat down beside. Her long brown hair was straight as always and her skin was chocolaty and untouched. I smiled at her as Percy sat beside her. I felt a small tingling on my knee and looked at it. A small spider had made its way up there. It stopped and seemed to look at me.

"Searette?" A voice emerged from the darkness.

"Jackie, so your here too." I breathed as she made her way over to me. Her face was all bloody and bruised and her expression matched it, dark and furious.

"Jackie, Searette. Don't forget about me." Moaned a voice. Layla woke from the corner and came forwards too. We made a small circle in the truck, a window letting in light from time to time. Finally Layla broke the silence as I stared at the non moving spider on my knee.

"So, where are we?" She asked but Jackie shrugged.

"I know as much as you." She said and looked at me. She cocked her head, her eyes tracing to my knee. Suddenly her eyes got wide.

"Jackie, what's wrong?" Layla asked, tracing her gaze. They were both looking at the spider on my leg. I peered closer at it as it sat on my knee.

"Is something wrong with it?" I asked and shook my leg a bit. They both cringed.

"Don't move your leg Searette. There's a..." Layla croaked as they both inched away. I think the spider only moved on leg, but they both caught up on the movement.

"Spider!" They both screamed and got back. I smiled a bit. No matter how tough each of them were, spiders made them shriek. I didn't know why.

"It's just an arachnid. Not nearly as creepy as an insect. Isn't it cool? It has so many legs and eyes, and only two body regions." I explained but they only looked disgusted. "Not to mention every hair on its body is,"

"No! No more!" Jackie yelled, looking white. Layla seemed to gag and looked sick to her stomach. I smiled a bit more.

"Want to touch it?"

"NO!"