Darryl spit out what had to be a tooth. "Fuck you" he spat blood at the man who had been punching him. They wanted to know where we were held up. Darryl would die before talking and it seemed that his kidnapper was content with that ending. He was crushed with a knee to the chest. Being tied to this chair was the first of his worries but he couldn't seem to move at all. These guys knew what they were doing. He had no clue where Beth was but he couldn't keep his thoughts straight between the blows. He didn't even feel himself slip into unconsciousness.
Beth had been brought to room that obviously used to be an office. She was seated in a chair but when the men had left her unbound she started rummaging through the discarded items until she found what she was looking for. A broken pencil was wedged between a cabinet and the desk. After a few tugs she was able to dislodge the shiv and slipped it into her sleeve. When the door opened she was in her seat like she was planted there.
"Hello" A tall man said to her. He was at least six foot and very broad shouldered. She had her work cut out for her,somewhere inside of Beth managed a laugh at the thought. She was going to kill this man. With a pencil.
"Hi" Beth replied sheepishly "What.. do you want with us..?"
"Us?" the man removed his coat sitting it on the back of his chair sitting down. He had a scar over his left eye and a deep southern drawl. "That your boyfriend?" The man asked curiously.
"No" Beth said simply. Not knowing what the man was getting at.
"So a pretty young thang like yourself's all alone in this big ol world?" "I dunno you two seemed pretty close on that bike.." The scarred man trailed off with a snicker.
"No, I, " Beth paused. "My Husbands going to come looking and when he does you are going to be sorry." She said with belief.
"Is that right" The scarred man laughed to himself. "We will see." And with that he got up leaving his coat on the chair and left the room.
Husband? Beth thought.. Why had she thought that would scare the guy? Had it worked? Is that why he left? And Why did Rick's face come to mind when she had said it? Beth's mind raced.
"Where is your group?!" the Scarred man threw a glass of water on Darryl.
"In Mayberry" Darryl replied laughing. This asshole wasn't going to break him
"Now now.."The scarred man trailed off. "You are tough. I'll give you that" He said with a smile. But lets see how cold you really are. How much you can watch." He said coldly. Darryl's eyes lifted just enough to see two men bring Beth in by her arm.
Beth couldn't believe how thrashed Darryl had looked. The bike crash was violent but they were at a lower speed so these injuries were clearly a result of torture.
"I thought he wasn't your boyfriend.." The leader tried to laugh but was horrified to see an eraser sticking out of his neck before it was pulled violently to the side and inserted into the nearest thugs balls before Beth was slammed to the ground by the third kidnapper. The scarred face man was clinging to his neck,desperately trying to stop the bleeding. The man with the pencil in his ballsack didn't seem to be as lucky. Beth managed to kick the attacker off but he dragged her back down closer to where Darryl was seated . Darryl was able to use his foot to trap the mans leg giving Beth a chance at regaining her footing. She rushed to the pencil and pulled just in time to turn and impale the diving man deep in his eye. Not taking another moment to waste she began to work on Darryl's ropes. After a bit of a struggle she was able to free him.
Beth knew there was a man at the door so she motioned with her eyes to Darryl. Darryl limped towards the door removing the belt from the now sackless kidnapper. He opened the door just slow enough to catch the man both by surprise and by his neck. He dragged him back into the room filling the air with a now very familiar snap.
"Damn Blondie!" Darryl was able to choke out "Good Job.." He coughed grabbing his ribs. It had only been a few hours but a few hours of torture would put anyone down. Beth was impressed he could even stand let alone snap a mans neck.
"Let's get outta here" She said as they made there way to the exit. Both unaware the scarred man gurgling but still very much alive.
Beth helped Darryl into the woods and they started the long trek back. It would take at least 5 hours on foot Beth thought but it was better to avoid the roads in Darryl's condition. It would be dark soon and she doubted even those idiots would dare pursue them at night.