Ok so WOAH! 53 views?! OHMYGOSH! You guys are awesome, really! Well here is the second chapter, I really hope you guys like it! And please guys review and tell me how I did! I do not own ROTG or any of the Guardians. I just own my characters, Eve, Rory, Ezra. : ) Also thanks to the Sleeping with Sirens Station on Pandora for getting me in the right mood for this chapter! Also Hero by Skillet and Riot by three days grace was for the end of this chapter.
I could feel the gun poking at my bare back as I limped through the house with Ezra at my side.
" You know, this whole kidnapping and shooting thing, its ILLEGAL." I said as bitterly as we walked past an empty kitchen toward what looked like a basement. I felt Ezra's hand wrap around mine in panic. I gave it a reassuring squeeze before stopping at the door to the basement.
"Yeah, I know. But then again, it's not like anyone's going to be looking for you. Amori." He whispered into my ear.
"How-?!" I barely got out before he kicked me in the stomach and I tumbled down the wooden staircase into the darkness, Ezra in tow.
"Oof!" I gasped out as landed on a hard mattress, not even a second later Ezra landed on top of me and so did an unconscious Eve.
"Owie!" I heard Ezra say as he tried to get off of me, but was failing miserable with Eve still on him.
"Hold on Kiddo." I said and, while feeling light headed, I pushed Eve off of me and sat me and Ezra up.
I looked around the basement and saw that not only was there a mattress, there was also a jug of water and a couple cans of food in the corner. A single lightbulb was flickering away the shadows on a single string. I tried to get up but I almost fainted from the pain my thigh was in.
"Shittake mushrooms!" I hissed in pain, still stubbornly, refusing to cuss in front of a child. Taking a deep breath, and trying to make the pain a bit easier, I pulled my leg in front of me and looked at the damaged.
It seemed that the blood had stop flowing out, but it looked light the bullet was still lodged in my thigh. Damnit! I thought as I tried to figure out what to do.
"Rory," I heard Ezra mummer. I looked at him and saw the tears flowing out of his eyes.
"Are you and Sissy gonna die?" He asked me, his voice shaking and more tears poring out of his eyes.
"Oh. Come here Bud." I said softly as I pulled him into a tight hug." Listen, we're gonna be fine. Both your sister and I are too stubborn and awesome to die. Especially Evie, shes too much of an idiot to die like this." I said making him giggle.
"Hey, I resent that." I heard a voice grumbled behind me.
"EVE!" Ezra and I both screamed as we tackled Eve to the floor, despite the pain I was in, I was so glad my best friend was okay.
"Yeah, yeah. I fine guys. What about you Rore? Hows the leg?" She asked me as we settled down.
"Well its not bleeding anymore, so I think I'll live. And you?" I asked as she continued to examine my leg. I winced as she poked around the wound.
"Ouch! That hurts you know!" I said as I pushed her hand away from my leg.
"Sorry." She said as she got up and started exploring around the room, with Ezra following her every move. She suddenly stopped at a corner opposite us. "Uh Eve? Care to hobble over here for a sec?" She said not even turning around.
Cursing her and her entire family, minus Ezra, I wobbled over to where they were. "What?" I asked clearly annoyed. She didn't say anything and merely pointed at the wall. "Look." Was all she said, and all she needed to say.
On the wall were drawings. Child drawings. I felt a chill run down my spine as I stepped closer to the wall and leaned my hand near a drawing of a little girl. I felt a shock of static as I felt what seemed like pain and loneliness. Of feeling….of being unloved. A feeling I was all to familiar with, as I was an orphan for half of my life.
I took a shaky breath as I moved my hand to about four other drawings, about three boys and another girl. The pictures were next to each other but seemed to be in an odd pattern. I realized the pattern soon enough.
"Eve. Look, its their heights, and look, three boys, two girls. Do you see?" I said as I felt my blood run cold. It was like some sick twisted game. There was already five children before us. And if we didn't get out of here soon, there was gonna be eight.
"We gotta get out of here." She said as she started walking around the room, checking for any windows.
"Rory! Look I found a window!" She exclaimed as she moved a pile of boxes that were blocking a small window that led outside. It seemed to be about ten feet above us.
" How the hell are we gonna get up there?" I said wearily, already feeling drained because of my wound.
" I have an idea." She said as she started pulling the boxes and constructing them into what seemed like a staircase.
"Way to go Troll!" I yelled as I started helping her stack more of the boxes, we even manage to get the mattress to create a sturdier base.
"Kay, you an Ez go first. I'll just slow you down, hurry!" I yelled as I heard what sounded like footsteps upstairs.
"Hurry Ezra!" Eve yelled as she pushed Ezra up the makeshift staircase.
"What the hell?!" an angry voice yelled. We looked back and saw the man in the doorway.
"Run!" Eve yelled, and with a shove, she pushed Ezra out the window, right before our kidnapper came and kicked down the tower of boxes.
"Run Ezra!" We both yelled as the man towered over us, fuming.
"No!" He yelled as he ran to the window, but Ezra was long gone. "Fuck!" he yelled as he kicked one of the boxes away and ran his hand anxiously through his curls.
"Looks like you were too late." I said smugly, not even bothering to wipe the smirk off my face as he ran toward me and pulled me up by my hair.
"Whose idea was this Cupid?!" He spat in my face he pointed the gun under my chin. I was about to tell him to stick in somewhere when Eve spoke up.
"It was me. Sorry, my imagination seemed to get the better of me." She said with a triumphant smile. Her brother was safe, and that's what truly mattered to her.
With a glare to me he shoved me into the wall and stalked toward Eve. She held her ground, that's what I remembered most. She stood tall and proud, she didn't even flinch when he grabbed her by the collar of her dress. Didn't blink when he pulled the gun to her head.
What she did to was slowly turn her head to me, with a mile and tear rolling down her eye, she mouth, 'Sorry'. And before I could do anything, before I even registered what she said. He shot her, Eve Hallows, my best friend.
And after he threw her lifeless body to the ground, he walked over to me and pulled me up and whispered in my ear, "Remember this Amori. This is my game, and I ALWAYS win." And with that, he dropped me back to the ground and walked away. Up the stairs and away to plan his next move in the game, and left me alone with the body of my best friend.