A/N: Another chapter? Already? It's true...I felt Chapter 2 wasn't adequate enough, so here! Chapter 3. Now it's getting good...oh. But before I start the chapter, I want to give another thank you to every one who has reviewed, added me or the story to their favorites, put this story on alert, or...anything else I'm forgetting. It really makes my day and makes me smile that my story is getting such a positive response in such a short amount of time! So again, thank you to all of you and enjoy chapter 3! :D

Warning: abuse, implied rape, some cursing (However, those first two are for future chapters)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own big time rush…However, I DO own my characters Ethan Knight and Thomas Creavy and any other characters that may or may not appear in future chapters :)

July, Friday 13th, 2003

"Hurry up, Ethan!" Kendall yelled over his shoulder.

"Why don't you slow down!" Ethan yelled back while Carlos giggled. He was currently giving the little Latino a piggy back ride who has holding onto his new super bouncy ball for dear life. The boys were going to the park again to see just how high the ball could bounce. Ethan personally didn't want to go out of fear that the man would be there, but his brothers insisted and his mom (giving Carlos medicine the night before and earlier in the day making his temperature significantly go down) said it was fine just as long as they didn't run too much. Of course the younger boys protested to this, but after remembering that the super bouncy ball Carlos got for his birthday was still left untested, they quickly lit up saying that they were going to bounce the ball to the moon!

Seeing that Kendall wasn't going to wait for them, in fact he was running faster, Ethan tightened his grip on his brother's legs and ran quicker after the 7 year old. Soon enough, the shorter blonde slowed down and stopped at one side of the basketball court, as the other side was being used by some taller, older teenagers.

"Here is perfect!" He exclaimed excitedly.

"Yeah! Pewfect!" Carlos repeated. He jumped off his older brother's back and instantly fell to the ground.

"Carlos! You okay?" Ethan asked worriedly as he helped up the small boy.

The 6 year old smiled and pushed the big black hockey helmet up from over his eyes and nodded. "I'm okay." He then got up and practically jumped over to Kendall; he was so excited.

Seeing as he had the ball, Carlos bounced it first and laughed as it flew into the air. He proceeded to bounce it as hard as he could a couple more times, until Kendall took it. Kendall managed to bounce it higher, making it bounce higher than the basketball hoop a couple times. The two boys kept bouncing the super bouncy ball, with Ethan leaning against the basketball hoop, until Kendall bounced it higher than they had before. The ball flew into the crowd of basketball playing teenagers, somehow missing all of them, over the hoop, and it continued bouncing until it bounced away and out of sight.

"Oh no!" Carlos cried.

"Don't worry. We'll find it," Ethan reassured him. "Come on. Let's go." He took his brother's hands and lead them across the basketball court and into the bushes.

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Thomas smiled. This was all too perfect. His plan was foolproof and the adorable blonde boy was now within his grasp. Just a few more steps...

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Kendall pushed away some leaves and twigs; he couldn't find the ball anywhere. Most likely it was lost, which made him feel guilty. It would've been okay if it was his bouncy ball, but it wasn't. It was Carlos'. He sighed and sat in the dirt looking around. He thought he saw a small glint of sunlight hitting sparkly yellow plastic and was about to get up and investigate, when a pair of large, rough hands picked him up off the ground. Whoever was carrying him started moving and Kendall screamed.

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Shit. It was the wrong kid. Thomas was too excited about claiming the fantastic child as his own, that he grabbed the wrong one. And now he was screaming. Well La tee Dah. 'No. You can't let this change anything, Thomas.' He thought to himself. He quickly threw the other kid with the mop of blonde hair down to the ground and as soon as he did, low and behold. He came. How sweet. Coming to his brother's rescue...

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Kendall was screaming. That was the only thought that entered Ethan's head. Was it a garden snake? Was it a spider? His brother was terrified of both those things...no no no...he was supposed to be responsible! He was supposed to take care of his brother and he couldn't even do that! Ethan quickly ran over to his brother who was lying in the dirt, shaking and slightly crying in fear. Ethan wanted to protect him, make sure he was okay...but before he could do anything...he saw him. His blue eyes widened in fear and he involuntarily took a slight step back. He was here. The old, balding, creepy man with the black lust-filled eyes was there and it didn't take long for Ethan to realize what was going on- he tried to take him. That man tried to take his brother. That's what he was telling himself...it's what he repeated in his head over and over. He tried to take his brother and now he should scream fire like he learned in school. But, somewhere deep down, he knew it wasn't the case. Deep down he knew that Kendall was just a mistake and that the man was there for him. He took another step backwards and the creep took a step forward, the corners of his lips curling up sadisticly as he did so. Ethan's fears were assured and soon, he was running. He ran as fast as he could, adrenaline fueling him, making the 10 year old even faster, but it was to no avail. Though he ran a fairly far distance, the man was still taller and stronger and it wasn't long until the man grabbed him; curling his arm around his chest. Ethan kicked his legs and attempted to scream, but before he could, the man pulled a cloth out of his pocket and forced it over the young boy's mouth and nose. Panicking, Ethan inhaled the chemical-ridden rag and soon enough darkness began to surround him, and his muscles ached making his wild kicks and punches harder to throw. His throat and lungs burned and his head began swimming. Before he knew it, Ethan was unconscious and in another 3 minutes he was taken. Gone.