Hello all! Thanks for reading! I apologize for not updating but I have been insanely busy. I'm trying out for college cheerleading and try outs are in 2 weeks, so I've been preparing for that, and prom is coming up, I have to find a dress and a date. And the last leg of the school year is killing me. Senioritis if you know what I mean.

ErinJordan: I did like those suggestions so no worries. But I feel like that's the exact same thing I did in Never the Same, torture one while the other watched. But thank you so much for suggesting it!

Guest: Who doesn't love a little Joe whump! ;) and thank you for the birthday wishes.

Walter: thanks! Hope this chapter doesn't disappoint

MaddyR: I don't even know what will happen next haha

still lookimg for a beta for the remainder of this story. If interested pm me.

Chapter 14: Missing Friends

(Frank is 17. Joe is 16)

"How the hell did that manic escape? He was on high security!" Fenton roared into the phone.

"I don't know Fenton. Try to get in touch with Frank and Joe. I'm sending officers to the high school now. And I'm sending Con and Sam over to your house." The police chief hung up. It was going to be a long night.

Fenton quickly dialed Frank's cell. Come on. One ring. "Come on," two rings. "Come on, Frank!" Three rings. "Answer the phone!" Four rings. "Frank answer the phone, dammit!" Fenton slammed the phone into the cradle before picking it back up again to try Joe.

By that time, Laura and Gertrude heard the yelling and had hurried into the room.

"Fenton, what's going on!" Laura asked, seeing her husband in a state of panic.

"Louis Calloway escaped from jail! They think he's going to come after Frank and Joe!" Fenton slammed the phone into the cradle once more. "And they're not answering their phones!"

Laura and Gertrude paled considerably.

"How?" Gertrude asked, outraged. "That man was on constant surveillance!"

"Start calling their friends." Fenton dismissed Gertrude's outburst. "They're supposed to meeting at Mr. Pizza's. I'm going to the high school." He told the ladies before grabbing his coat and keys and heading out the door.

Laura sat down on the couch, hands shaking and on the verge of tears she quickly dialed Chet's cell phone.

"Hello?" The stout boy answered, mouth clearly stuffed with pizza.

"Chet? This is Mrs. Hardy. Are Frank and Joe with you?" Laura attempted to sound calm.

"No, Mrs. Hardy, they're not. They were supposed to meet us here over a half an hour ago. Is everything alright?" Chet asked, worried.

"No, Chet." Laura's voice shook. "We don't know where the are, there's a man after them." Laura quickly recounted what Fenton had told her. "it might be too late." Her voice broke.

There was silence on the other end of the line. "We'll help you look. We'll drive around, see if we can find them."

"Thank you, Chet." Laura responded, silent tears running down her face.

At Mr. Pizza's, Chet and the gang were scared shitless. They had all heard of Frank and Joe's nightmarish past, the new threat was terrifying. Sure the boys had their share of kidnappings and pain, but nothing to this extreme. This vile man, who had kidnapped them and abused them for years, was back in their lives. No doubt seeking revenge against the entire Hardy family.

"Tony and I will drive downtown." Biff took charge. "Chet and Phil, you guys take the docks, and Callie and Iola, drive into the city."

"Good luck. Call if anyone needs help, or finds them." Tony said for the better of the group before they all departed to begin their frantic search for their missing friends.

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Fenton broke every traffic law possible in order to get to the high school. When he did, it was empty. Not a single car remained in the dimly lit parking lot and only a few streamers and balloons signified anyone had been there at all.

Fenton stepped out of his car and began to look for clues; tire tracks that could have proven Frank and Joe were taken by surprise, a bottle of alcohol with DNA on it, a hotel receipt clumsily showing where the bastard was staying, anything to help find his boys. A few minutes passed, and Fenton still found nothing, a police cruiser pulled up next to him and two officers got out.

"We'll take it from here, Fenton." The first cop said, his name was Randy, he and Fenton had graduated the police academy together.

"You should be with your family. We'll call you if we find anything." The other officer finished sympathetically.

"I'm not just going to sit on my ass while my boys are in danger!" Fenton released some of his built up anger.

Suddenly, Fenton's phone rang. "Hello?" Fenton answered, still slightly irritated.

"Fenton, it's Ezra. You and I are going to fly out to the West Virginia Correctional Facility, in about thirty minutes. The supervisors have some information to share with us, and there could be clues in Louis Calloway's cell."

"I don't know, Ezra. I don't want to leave the state right now."

"Fenton," The chief sounded impatient. "Odds are he took them out of state. Probably is trying to get as far away from here as possible. This could give us a lead."

"I'm leaving now." Fenton said, relieved they were getting somewhere.

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In a desolate cabin deep in the New York mountains, two teenagers lay in separate identical rooms. The rooms were bare, the walls were white and each room had no furniture, but a filthy mattress. A lonely, naked bulb hung from the moldy ceiling for neither room had windows.

Both boys were bound with thin wire wrapped several times around their wrists and ankles and duct tape holding a gag in place inside their mouths.

The cabin was strategically built deep in the Adirondack Mountains, somewhere in Hamilton County. It was built far enough back in the woods that no tourists or hikers would know it was there. The cabin sat in a small valley surrounded by four large mountains, the only way to it was by foot. The nearest town was more than twenty miles away, and a little over ten miles from any hiking trails.

Louis stood outside the cabin overlooking the hills of the mountains. He had a toothy, giddy smile plastered on his face as he watched the sun rise over the peaks of the mountains. It was beautiful, a new start to an old routine. He turned and walked back into the small cabin. On the kitchen table lay a series of weapons and torture devices.

Louis smiled, a sinister mechanical giggle escaped his lips that sent chills down the gang's spines. Louis Calloway was going to have a lot of fun this time, not take anything for granted. Only when the boys were begging for mercy would he finally kill them.

He'd torture the boys to near death, then bring Fenton Hardy and his wife to watch the last bit before killing the boys, and having a little fun with the wife before killing her too, and maybe leaving Fenton alive to live life without them.

It was time to start the fun.

Hope you guys liked it! I still need more suggestions on what to do next. Please review!