AN: this chapter has some abuse towards Charlie in it. And also, he may be only 6 but he is very bright and analyzes his surroundings with a Ranger's eye, just like his dad.
Charlie didn't know how long he sat there for, but it was enough time for him to loosen his bonds. Once one hand was free he proceeded to loosen his other hand, neck, torso and ankles. He rose from the chair careful not to make any noise, and crept over to the door. He peeped out and saw that he had a guard.
'Shoot. And no windows either.' Charlie thought to himself. He moved back into the middle of the small room, but tripped over the chair. Sent sprawling, he cried out involuntarily. The guard outside burst in.
"Hey! What are you doing lose?" He said to no one in particular. The man grabbed him by the arm. Charlie, remembering his self defence, executed an intricate move that sent the man to the floor winded. Charlie ran out the door and into the forest.
He had no idea where he was. These woods didn't look familiar. He then heard shouting from behind him. He started running in no particular direction and found himself at a beach. Bewildered, he turned around to see the men cutting him off from the forest.
"Come now Charlie, if you go quietly, no harm will come to you." The leader said trying to reason with him. Charlie took a ready position, preparing for an attack. They rushed him.
Charlie had 2 of them on the ground before he was grabbed around the chest pinning his arms to his side.
"No! Let me go! Help! Help, please!" Charlie cried desperately. No one bothered to shut him up as no one could hear him.
They brought him back to the hut kicking and screaming.
"Now, now Charlie, none of that." The boss said slapping him across the face. Charlie cried out, and quieted. "Good. Jason would you please show Charlie what happens to little boys who run away?"
"Sure thing boss." Said Jason gleefully. Charlie was wide eyed with fear. The man holding him put him down but held his arms. Jason advanced and started hitting him. Over and over he punched little Charlie. In the face, in the stomach, wherever.
When he finally stopped, Charlie slumped to the ground unconscious. They deposited him in the hut and bolted the door after they left.
AN: sorry about the wait, but exams are on and I think I will be updating much faster. Hope u enjoyed. Reviews make me happy.