Koutai: Hi! Thanks for reading my first JONAS fanfic! Here is the next chapter, and yes, I love Jonas Brothers and Nick, but I had a dream and thus a fanfic was born!!!!! Here it is! The fifth day of the kidnapping!!!!

I DON'T, NEVER HAVE, OR NEVER WILL OWN JONAS, SO DON'T SUE!!!! But I do own the Nameless one, the Boss, and Lamia.

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"Nick! No, don't do this." I looked into her pleading blue eyes and shook my head. I have too. I can't let them hurt you anymore. I thought. Her eyes widened in surprise, like she heard my thoughts. She pursed her lips, but did not argue, or look back, as she was untied, and led out of the room by Lamia.

"Ah, young love. There is nothing like it." The Boss raised the whip, and I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the rest of my punishment.

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NAMELESS ONE'S/PROJECT 463 POV

'Stupid Nick. He should have never said that. I have my fair share of scars, and a few more wouldn't kill me. But the pain on his face was so intense; it nearly ripped my heart out. I know why he did it; he was protecting me from more pain. I wish I could control the Boss or Lamia, and have them experience the pain they are putting him through!'

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Nick's POV

I lost count of how many times I had put myself in harms way for a friend. And even though this time was the worst I ever had to go through, I would do it a thousands more times for anyone, for her.

When they finally let my stagger back to my cell, my back was completely covered in blood. Lamia tied my arms above my head, but thankfully, left me sitting in a corner. For a few seconds, I was lost to the pain in my back, and I wondered how much more blood I had left to lose. My hands were shaking, my breaths were short and uneven pants, and my vision was bleary and darkening; but I was afraid that if I fell into the darkness of my mind to escape this pain, I would never wake up. So I forced myself to endure, and to ignore the pain and wetness of my back.

A few moments passed of me doing that, and I noticed it was easier to breath normally, and the pain was fading. I shivered slightly at a strange sensation crawling up and down my back. It felt as if my skin itself were crawling and pulling together. It took me a few seconds to realize that my back had stopped bleeding and hurting. I risked turning my head, and all I saw were long, red, and puckered scars, which seemed to be fading.

So that's what green does! I thought, giddy at my findings. Green must mutate your genes quickly, and speed up the healing process of physical wounds. That must be how I survived from the blood loss and the purple, and how the nameless girl survived from her mutations!

When I thought of her, I remembered how she seemed to hear my thoughts earlier. It's worth a shot… I focused all of my thoughts onto her face; her deep sparkling pools of blue eyes, her soft looking curly brown hair, and how she looked when she was fighting the Boss…

'Gosh, I feel stupid, but umm…are you there?" I wasn't sure if I heard a faint giggle or not. It was probably just my imagination.

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NAMELESS ONE'S/PROJECT 463 POV

I was thinking about how Nick had somehow transmitted his thoughts to me when he took my punishment onto his back. How did he do that, so early on? It took me a month to figure out I could do it! I just sighed and closed my eyes, even though I would get no sleep because I was worrying too much about Nick.

'Gosh, I feel stupid, but umm…are you there?" I couldn't help but silent giggle. He sounded so cute when he was embarrassed.

'That depends. Who are you looking for?" I answered playfully with my mind. Telepathy could be so cool.

When Nick answered, he sounded shocked that this was happening. "Umm, you? How are we doing this?"

'Isn't it clear to you yet?' I felt his confusion and sighed before continuing. 'Our genes have mutated. The best way I can explain it is really hard to follow, so just try to keep up. Humans use less than 10% of their brain in their whole life time. Imagine what life would be like if we used just 1% more, or 5, or even 10! That is what the Boss does here. He changes our genes, and manipulates our brains. We can do things normal people can't because of it. But, because we are the only two to survive, it sucks for us.'

I only heard a pause, and I understood that he was trying to process this information.

'Wait. If he did all of that to us, can I somehow talk to my brothers? How come you haven't controlled the Boss or Lamia like you did with those bird/human/scaly things?

I heard the excitement of the prospect that he could talk to his brothers, and I had to tell him the one thing that would end it.

'No, Nick. You can't talk to your brothers while you are in here. The Boss has made it impossible for anyone to project their mutations outside this place, while the person projecting it is inside. And before you ask how I took over the hybrids that ambushed your brother, I will tell you. You see, those things were connected to this lab by the Boss. He was controlling them somehow, and through him, I was able to channel my powers and take them over. So technically, I made my powers move through the connections, and not out of our underground nightmare. It is hard to explain. As to why I haven't taken over the Boss or Lamia yet, it is quite simple. I have tried, but their genes were mutated to resist the power of other mutations, so therefore, they are impossible to control. But enough about that right now, I should have asked you this at the beginning! How is your back? Are you alright?"

For some reason, my concern made him chuckle quietly to himself.

'I'm fine, and I found out what Green does."

My eyeshot open, and surprise took over my normally calm expression. Thank God they took out the camera in my cell after I destroyed the fifth one… 'Tell me!'

I could almost see him smiling. 'It speeds up the process of healing. Haven't you noticed that your back isn't paining you like it should be?"

It took a minute for me to realize he was right. My back wasn't burning or bleeding where the dreaded whip came down across it. I sighed in relief, so that meant…

'Your hand and cheek are ok as well then?'

'They're perfect, thanks for the concern.'

Anger suddenly mounted in my chest. 'Now that I know you are ok, why don't you tell me what the HECK you were thinking when you took MY punishment?!?!?" Anger and rage made my silent voice become a shout, and I was pretty sure that Nick was shocked at this response. But he shot right back.

'I couldn't let them hurt you anymore! I saw the fear and pain in your eyes when you heard the whip snap. I didn't ever want to see that look on your face again…I did what I had too."

His voice died down to a whisper, and I realized, that for the first time I could remember, that someone actually cared about me. My anger died instantly. 'I'm sorry for yelling. I am not used to people caring for me…no one that has, has ever lived. And to make it up to you, I am going to tell you my horrible life story, so get comfy mister Lucas, 16 years of misery makes a long story!"

'It all started when my mother died when I was born. My father was so torn up over this fact that he never bothered to name me. I wasn't born at a hospital, but rather at home, in my mothers' bed. Years went by, and I became known as, 'Hey you,' or 'runt.' I grew up without a name, and I never bothered to give one to myself, because no name I came across seemed to fit my lonely personality.

When I was 5, my dad started drinking to ease the pain of my mom's passing. He started blaming me for her death, and would constantly beat me, in hopes that Iwould die, and she would come back. One night, the night of my 6th birthday, and the night of the 6th anniversary of my mothers' death, he was so drunk, that he pulled his gun out, and shot at me. I finally took the hint that I wasn't wanted, and I ran away.

I lived as a shadow for 3 years, watching everything, and always alone. When I was 9, I joined a gang of other runaway, who were not much older then I. The oldest, Jane, was 15. They were my family for years, but they stole for a living, and I started stealing too. One night, when I was deathly sick, my 'family' went out to try and steal some medicine. They never came back. I realized later that they died on my 13th birthday. They were all shot to death by a very startled woman, who was never convicted of killing my only family.

I left the state, alone again. I felt like a ghost, barely living, and living only in pain. It was like no one could see me, and no one wanted me.

I was 15 when I was found. I was walking around a forest, to the tree I called home, hoping to celebrate my 15th birthday by staring at the stars and wishing for someone to care for me, wishing for my mother. But before I could take another step, I was surrounded and a sickly smelling bag was forced over my head.

I woke up in the same small cell I am in now, but then, I was terrified, and I knew I would die here. No one cared for me, and no one knew I had been taken. That is when Lamia walked in. The she had no fangs, and her gold eyes were softer. She seemed nice, and she would hold me and comfort me, like a mom should do. But I know now that that was an act.

The first time I met the Boss is a night I want to, but will never forget. Lamia led me in a lab like room, that had a bunch of different colored test tubes, tables, and machines. She told me to sit on one of the tables, which I did, but not before I noticed she had fangs. But I dismissed it as a trick of the light, and then the Boss, who was still wearing that dumb mask, towered over me and grabbed my arm.

I'll save from the details of pain and all the sleepless nights after my first injection, which was the gold, and Lamia told me she had gotten that one as well. On the third night I was in my cell, I felt as if my body was on fire, shrinking and expanding, then Lamia came in with my 8th gold injection. I don't remember a whole week after that.

They tried to test me, to see if I could change my appearance, but something told me not to show them. They tried everything, and finally resorted torture. But nothing they tried ever worked. I've been Tased, whipped, and almost raped, but I didn't show them.'

I don't know why I was going into this much detail, but I just couldn't stop. I almost wished Nick would interrupt me, but I knew shock was holding his tongue. I took a deep, steadying breath, before I continued.

'They thought they failed with the gold, so they moved to Purple. I won't go into details, you know the pain. And on the third day, when I was sure I would die, Lamia gave me the Green. Somehow, I survived through it all, with just the small hope that someone, someday, would come and save me. And someone has, in a way…and that someone is you Nick. Thank you.'

All I heard was silence, like he was deep in thought.

'I think I have a name for you. Devi."

I didn't bother hide my surprise at this statement. 'Goddess? Why Nick Lucas, are you flirting with me?" I asked playfully.

I heard him laugh brightly, and for the first time in years, a smile formed on my lips.

'Maybe. But it fits. Only a Goddess, someone who is of strong will, heart, and power, could survive this place, and still have their sanity and emotions, like you do.'

I smiled, and I felt happiness, a very unfamiliar emotion, fill my heart and it felt like my soul was flying. 'Devi…It does have a nice ring to it, and it does fit me, as modest as that sounds." Sarcasm filled my last statement, and I heard Nick mentally snicker. 'Most people go on living their everyday life: half frightened, half indifferent. That used to be me. But not anymore. I have you, and now, I have a name. Devi…Devi…

'Amal?" he suggested.

'Perfect. Devi Amal…the Goddess of Hope. I like it. Thank you Nick, you have just given the Nameless One a name that she shall treasure for all eternity.'

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STELLA'S POV

I stood watching Big Man trying to hack into the militaries sites database. Not the smartest idea, I know. But we found out that all the base is are cameras and security for what it hides below. There was no human in sight, and no sign of any alien's Area 51 was supposed to hold. That angered Joe and Kevin cried about it for awhile. But he soon got the insane idea that the aliens were shielding themselves from human eyes, and they were there, watching us. Really good idea Kevin, now you even have Frankie shaking.

I rolled my eyes at his stupidity. The computer Big Man was working on suddenly shut down, and Joe's phone rang. And I answered.

"Hello?"

"Hello Estella Malone. I found it amusing, at first, that you and Big Man there were trying to hack into our system. But not anymore. You're snooping will only cause your friend more pain."

"Look mister! I know you may be 'The Boss' and all that, but frankly, I don't care about your threats anymore. We don't even know that you have the guts to do anything to Nick!"

The Boss laughed. "Ignorant and unbelieving to how lethal I can be, I see? Well this picture of young Nicholas last night should rid you of those thoughts. No more hacking, or I will kill your friend in the most painful way possible."

The phone clicked dead, then vibrated as the picture came through. My hand instantly covered my mouth and I dropped Joe's phone. He grabbed it up from the floor, and instantly paled and passed it to Kevin, our mom and dad, who pushed Frankie out of the room.

The picture showed Nick, eyes downcast and dead, tied against a pole in a white room. An expression of pain was clearly shown on his face, and his back was a bloody and torn mess. We could just make out the outline of a black whip cutting through the air, and towards Nick's exposed back.

"I'm gonna kill them!" screamed Joe, Kevin, and Macy at the same time, each of them grabbing randomly at one of Macy's sport items.

"Not before I kill them! They will pay for hurting Nick!!!! And do you have any idea how impossible it is to get blood stains out of clothes?" Ok, not my best choice of words.

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Koutai: So, how do you like Devi's name? It took awhile to find, because in my dream, she was only known as the Nameless One, and I couldn't leave her without a name. Tell what you think so far! Only three more chapters…