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Chapter 18: Evil Safe House

We didn't go back to the old prison, we travel out of Happy Tree Town. Shadow stayed close to me. Everyone was hand cuffed, not saying a word. Maiko leaned on Aizen and angel was near his big brother, Linda and Chance stayed together, Lakey comforted Ryan. It was complete silence. Until Thomas, the old bear, broke it. "This is bull to the shit! It's all the fox's fault!" he yelled. "Hey! Grandpa, don't blame it on Cain!" aizen said. "Yeah, you're right. I shouldn't blame it on blue bastard over there," Thomas growled. "I should blame it on YOU! Aizen!" "Why me?!"

"You're the one who saved and found them in the first place! You and your friends, hairy gorilla and dumbass girlfriend!"

"I-I'm not his girlfriend!"

"Why can't you accept the fact that nobody in this world can keep themselves safe forever!?"

"C-can I say something?"

"NO! Stay out of this, Lakey!"

"Getting angry and blaming it on someone isn't going to hide your fear, grandpa!"

"Who the hell said I'm scared!?"

"EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

I screamed, shutting everyone up. "Listen, ARGUING isn't going to hide fear. Nothing can. Not even sorrow. Everyone gets scared. I-I...I'm scared. Linda...I definitely know you're scared. Your daughter...she might come. But, hopefully, that won't happen," I started to say. "Our only hope right now...is to stick together and survive for as long as we can."

*Silence*

"Cain's right. We can't blame it on anyone else. It's no one's fault." lakey added. Maiko wiped her tears, "Cain?" she said. I turned to her. "Why...why do you stay strong when everyone is scared?" she asked. I looked down. "To be honest, I really don't know. But we should all be brave at times like this." I answered, petting shadow's fur. I heard shadow purr. Angel crawled to his brother and whispered in his ear. Aizen's eyes widen, "Wh-what? Can't you...Y'know...hold it?" aizen asked, worried. "What's wrong?" lakey asked. Aizen sighed and answered, "Angel...he needs to...go to the bathroom." Linda gasped. "On no...I-I told you not to drink so much water when you go to bed!" she said. Angel hid his face in his blue winter hat. "Can he hold it?" Chance asked. Angel nodded. "Good." I sighed in relief. Suddenly, the truck came to a stop. It was silent, until the driver door opened and closed, the truck door was open and one of the dusk soldiers stood in front of us, shotgun in arm. "Get up, now." he growled. We all stood up and started walking. I heard ryan whisper,

"Cain? I-I...I miss Ava."

"Me too, ryan. Me too."

I whispered back, holding in tears. "Get in your cells." another dusk soldier said. I walked in with aizen in a jail cell. Aizen refused to be separated with his dad, angel, mom, and maiko. "LET ME GO! I NEED TO STAY WITH THEM! MOMMY! MAIKO!" Aizen screamed, struggling to get out of the dusk soldier's grip. Chance yelled at his son for him to stop fighting and do what they say. "DAD! NO! WE JUST REUNITED! I DON'T WANT TO SEPARATED!" Aizen screamed, biting a dusk soldier's ear. He got punched in the stomach and face. Maiko screamed in horror, she ran to help aizen, but another dusk soldier grabbed her to lock her in a jail cell. "NO! Aizen! CAIN! HELP HIM! PLEASE!" maiko screamed. Suddenly,

"Let him be."

A Dusk soldier stopped punching aizen. I turned and saw the scissor bear. "Dr. Petro!" one of them said. "Dr...Petro?" I thought. Dr. Petro, a.k.a scissor bear, walked to aizen. Aizen panted, blood pouring from his nose. "Throw him in there." Dr. Petro said, grabbing aizen's arm and dragged him in a cell with Maiko. Aizen snapped, he bit down hard on his hand. Dr. Petro screamed, kicking aizen's stomach and threw him in a cell with maiko. "Stupid bastard!" he swore, throwing me in a empty cell and locked it. "But oh well, you guys will be dead anyway tomorrow," Dr. Petro, evilly smirked, facing aizen and finished his sentence. "One of you." He left with his dusk soldiers and shut the lights in the hallway. We all stayed silent. I heard lakey say,

"How are we going to escape this one?"

I hid my face with my hands, that are stained with my girlfriend's blood and whimpered,

"We can't."