Getting inspired by the National Treasure soundtrack so y'all get a new and exciting chapter :)

Chapter Quote:
"Being alive means running. Running from something, running to something or someone. And no matter how fast you are, there are some things you can't outrun. Some things always catch up with you."
~Barry Allen, The Flash
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Chapter 10: Condemned

Percy

It'd been over seven months since I'd 'borrowed' the information on the Gray Men from my dad's computer. Allison and I were stationed nearby. All I had to do was drive an hour over the Osean-Belkan border and I'd be at her base. It was certainly handy whenever we had topics to discuss on the Gray Men. We'd made quite a bit of headway in determining who was in the Gray Men currently, who had been in the past, and what they were after. Allison and I had decided that whoever was behind all this was definitely attempting to get vengeance on my family. There was a vendetta against them. Problem was that the Gray Men had all but disappeared. No terrorist attacks, no breaches to my parents' computer security except for Allison who was simply checking to make sure no one else was that wasn't supposed to be, and no more new information. My family, plus Allison and I, had hit a dead end. That didn't mean I'd stopped working on it though. Admittedly it'd been more difficult to work on the Gray Men information being stationed in Northern Osea. I'd been sent on more hops than I'd ever been on in my life. We were never informed why we were being sent up but we were always armed to the last bullet, something that struck me as strange when these were called 'practice hops' for our nuggets. Something was going on that we weren't being told. According to Allison, the same thing was going on at her base in Southern Belka. I could tell she was being curious and more times than once I had to convince her not to hack into her Base Commander's computer to figure out what was happening.

I still hadn't told any of my family about what Allison and I were doing. Until I knew what I knew what I was actually doing and getting myself into, I decided to keep quiet. That didn't stop me from being paranoid that the wrong people might find out what I was doing so I made sure I'd found a method for only my family to find out my research. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that but I had to be prepared.

My guess was my parents had played a part in this. Not only were all military bases on alert, but so were the airports. It was discreet but effective, something my family was extremely good at. My family also knew that if the extra security in the nation was noted by the civilians, it would be noticed by other governments, most importantly the Gray Men. I figured my parents were trying to lure the Gray Men into a false sense of security after they were able to detain one survivor from the hospital explosion. Blaze had been able to get information out of him. Apparently it'd only taken a day to for her to get information from the guy which seriously impressed me and seriously terrified me. Their suspect had been a guy that was six-foot-five, taller than anyone in our entire family, and a girl who was nearly a foot shorter than him was able to break him in less than twenty-four hours? Again, impressed or terrified, I don't know.

I'd talked to Shiloh on the phone earlier. She'd been trying to cheer me up because let's face it, being an adult is a lot more difficult than it seems. I guess not having family around me after being surrounded by them for twenty-two years was finally taking its toll.

It was eight in the evening and I'd finally arrived home from base. I was exhausted from being up at zero-four hundred and going non-stop. I had a day off tomorrow which I was looking forward to. I'd just showered and changed into my pajamas and was trying to figure out what I was going to eat for dinner when my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Perce," Shiloh greeted.

"Hey! How are you? Everything okay?"

"I'm good, everything's fine. Listen, I want to send you something you might like but I forgot which apartment you were in. I had it in my notes on my phone but accidentally deleted it."

"Apartment 413. May I ask what it is you're sending me?" I queried happily.

"No you may not, but it should get there pretty soon. I have to go. But I'll talk to you soon?"

"Of course. Love you."

"Love you too!"

My girlfriend hung up, leaving me smiling and curious as to what she'd bought me. Deciding it'd be impossible to guess, I went back to choosing what to have for supper. My hand reached for a box of mac and cheese when my doorbell rang. That was strange... who would be coming to my apartment this time of night? None of my neighbors ever bothered me because none of them were ever home. They were all deployed military. I crept over to the door and cautiously opened it.

"Hey soldier," Shiloh said, giving me a smile. Lifting up two boxes of pizza, she said, "I brought sustenance."

I took the pizza boxes, placing them on the hallway table, before pulling her into a hug.

"I can't believe you're here! Aren't you supposed to be at the academy?" I queried.

"I got all my work done. Besides, we a couple days off for teacher work days or something. Whatever it is, I'm getting time off and I can come see you. Hope you don't mind about the short notice. I wanted to surprise you. Thought it might cheer you up."

"You are always welcome here," I told her, giving her a kiss. "Come on in. Welcome to my humble abode."

"Nice little place you have here," Shiloh remarked. I briefly carried her suitcase into my room.

"Thanks. My stone fireplace has to be my favorite."

"It does add a nice touch. Do you like it here?"

"I do," I said, sitting next to her at the bar. "But I miss home. Mainly because mom always cooked. I mean I can but after a long day of work, it's not fun to cook. Not to mention cleaning which I really need to do."

"I'll help you out. I'll be here a couple days so when you have to work, I can do some of it for you."

"I'm not letting you come here on vacation and end up cleaning my apartment. No, you are going to relax. How's your year going?"

"Not bad. I can't believe I'm in my final year already. Certainly feels strange. Isabelle and I are top of the classes with Lux, Henry, and Tessa right behind us. We're really stressed with our dissertations and whatnot but hey, what can you do? I handle the stress by eating. It's a really good thing I'm training every day or else I'd have gained about thirty pounds this semester. What about you? How's life on the base?"

"Good, good, just exhausting. You're up all day, little sleep. Not to mention it's hard when you've had family surrounding you your whole life and suddenly there's no one around you. Don't get me wrong, I'm friends with practically everyone on base, but they're not family."

"Well one of the bases they're considering stationing me at is here so you might have a family member after all."

"I'd rather it be you or Lux than your brothers. Have they still calmed down about the whole me-dating-you thing?"

"They calmed down about it a while ago. They just want to make you pee your pants and remember that they would kill you if you hurt me."

"So I can leave Witness Protection Program?"

"Shut up," she laughed.

I grinned. "What do you want to do tonight? Watch a movie?"

"Percy, no offense, but you look ready to fall asleep in your chair. I'll say we can watch a movie in bed but I have a feeling you'll fall asleep during the first few minutes of it."

"Honestly I probably will," I confessed. My girlfriend grinned as we continued to eat and talk. We killed a pizza and a half before the two of us finally felt full. We went to bed early although I think Shiloh stayed up working on school work. In the morning I got up before her, but that was no surprise. She always slept in late when she got the chance and let me tell you, she could sleep through anything. I dropped a frying pan on the floor, exclaimed a loud 'OW' when I burned myself on the stove, and stubbed my toe on the doorway when I was going to wake Shiloh up for breakfast. I found her sound asleep, having slept through all my racket. Upon waking her up, she rolled out of bed. Even being in my amazing presence, my girlfriend didn't speak, only giving me grunts for answers. It was thoroughly amusing to me. However, after about thirty minutes and a glass of orange juice, she was alert and saying full sentences to me.

The day passed quickly. We went walking around town because she'd never been to this part of Osea. Then we went out to dinner at a local diner, pigging out on cheeseburgers and chocolate milkshakes. I wanted to take her for a walk around the lake but since it was so cold out, both of us decided we'd much rather be indoors watching a movie, drinking hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps. To be honest, we drank quite a few cups and got a little drunk but considering I had to get up for work in the morning, I stopped myself from drinking anymore around nine. God help me if I had a hangover in the morning...

I woke up at one in the morning from a nightmare. I rubbed my face, trying to get the images of the Gray Men shooting at me and Shiloh in Parsberg out of my head. When that wouldn't work, I rolled over to grab my phone to check messages. To my surprise, I had one from Allison. It said to call her when I got a chance. Considering it was so late, I texted her to see if she was even up. Her reply was instant. I carefully crept out of my room, shutting the bedroom door so as not to wake Shiloh. I figured the one time she didn't sleep through something was when I was talking on the phone to a friend at one in the morning. That would be fun to explain.

"Percy!"

"Allison, what's up?"

"I think I might've figured out what the Gray Men want."

"What?!" I exclaimed quietly.

"One of the guys on my base, an older one, he had an Iron Cross tattoo on his forearm. I looked up his name in the database we compiled and he's in there! So I hacked into his computer while he was away and found out a crip-ton amount of information."

"Crip-ton? Do you mean Krypton? The stuff that is bad for Superman?" I asked.

"Okay, first off that's Kryptonite, second, what's that saying where people have a lot of information that they just came across or something?"

"Crap ton?"

"That's it! Okay, well, I found a crap ton of information on the Gray Men from this guy's computer. Percy it's bad. I can only give you a summary of what I found, but if it's the case you and the other kids cannot-" Allison stopped short. I heard a muffled voice in the background. When she came back on, she said, "Perce, I have to go. Our base is under attack."

"Your base is under attack? By who?"

"I don't know. I'll call you back. In the small chance I don't come back from this, you know the password to my computer. It has all the information about the Gray Men on it. If I do come back from this, come to see me as soon as possible. I'll put all this on a hard drive for you. I have to go."

"You better come back, you hear me? That's an order," I told her.

"You're not my captain."

"The hell I am. I'm a Razgriz Legacy."

"All right Razgriz, Allison out." She hung up on me. I paced around in the kitchen for a bit until I decided that since the base was under attack, surely it would be reported on the news. I turned on my TV in the living room. Sure enough, the attack on the Belkan air base was top news.

"A terrorist organization is believed to be behind the attack, not identifying themselves with a specific terrorist group. At first it was believed to be the Gray Men but with their demise in the Circum-Pacific War thanks to the Razgriz, it is highly unlikely that it is them. Some of the Razgriz will be flying out to handle the situation and to help Osean authorities in figuring out who orchestrated the attack and why. More on this in a moment." The screen went to a commercial for car insurance.

"Terrible," Shiloh murmured. "Is Allison okay? That's who you were talking to?"

"Yeah. She needed me to call her. What are you doing up?"

"I heard you talking to her about the attack. I didn't want to interrupt." Shiloh sat down on the couch next to me, resting her head on my shoulder. "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, of course."

"Why are you so interested in the Gray Men?"

"What?"

"Earlier I needed to search for something so because my laptop was shut down, I used yours while you were in the bathroom. I began typing 'Google', do you know what the first suggestion was when I typed in the letter G?" I shook my head. "Gray Men. May I ask why that would be the top suggestion?"

"I was interested in them when our parents thought they might've returned. I wanted to know about them."

"Our parents never said anything about that in front of us," Shiloh pointed out.

"I overheard my parents talking about it," I lied.

"Percy, I'm blonde but I'm not dumb. It would take a lot of researching the Gray Men for it to top Google on anyone's laptop, even our parents'."

"It's nothing."

"It's not nothing, it's something. You've never been the same after Parsberg and it worries me. You've been quieter, you've been secretive, and worst of all you've been lying not just to me, but to the others as well." Shiloh got up.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Back to bed," she replied, not bothering to turn around.

"Shi, wait," I said, getting up and grabbing her hand. She whirled around. I released her hand when I saw the glare she was giving me.

"What for? I'll wait when you stop lying to me about why you're searching for the Gray Men."

"I told you why. I've been researching them."

"No, I want to know why you've been researching them into so much detail. When I saw that, I went into your computer history. I don't want to be one of the prying girlfriends but I'm worried about you, especially now that I saw how far back your research goes."

"You went into my computer history?" I demanded, more out of fear she'd discover the truth than fear of her seeing what I'd been looking at.

"I told you, I was worried about you!" She defended, looking rather sheepish. "I mean your research goes all the way back to the Parsberg attack."

"Fine, I've been looking into them because I want to know about the people that tried to kill my family!" I exclaimed angrily. "You need to drop this Shiloh. It's nothing you need to worry about. I haven't told you anything because I didn't think it was something you needed to know."

"You haven't told me anything because you don't want me to know or else all those other times I'd asked you about it, you would've told me. You know as well as I do that keeping secrets in this family gets people killed. Mom nearly got herself killed because of the secrets she kept. Your dad would've gotten killed had he not got the Razgriz involved when he did. You-"

"My dad would've been just fine without your mom," I retorted.

"Oh yes, because he could've driven through three, fully-armed checkpoints without getting hurt or killed and without air support. Your dad would've been able to take off in an unarmed plane on a runway filled with armed tanks. Stop making excuses when you know I'm right about this. Secrets get us killed, and forgive me, but I don't want a dead boyfriend. Good night."

Shiloh stormed off to the bedroom. Aggravated, I plopped back down on the couch. I continued watching the news for another hour before crawling into my own bed. Shiloh had her back to me but I knew she was still awake. Despite having gone to bed an hour ago, she never fell asleep easily. It always took her over an hour to do so. I turned my back to her as well, mad that she was mad at me, even though I understood where she was coming from. But then I felt guilty, because despite my dad's rough demeanor, he'd always told me to make sure that if I had a girlfriend, to make sure she knew I loved her, which meant saying 'I love you' morning and night, whether you'd had an argument or not. I rolled over on my other side, propping myself up on my elbow so I could see Shiloh's face.

"Shi?" I whispered, shaking her gently. My girlfriend didn't respond. I sighed in disappointment. "I love you."

I turned back on my side, closing my eyes, when I heard her say, "I love you too."

I smiled. Tomorrow would be better. Hopefully she would forget about being mad at me and we could enjoy our last day together. After all, I wouldn't see her until Christmas at the earliest and that was even iffy.
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I was wrong.

So wrong.

My day started off normally. I went to the base at zero-six hundred. From there, I was given orders to fly out to the Belkan air base to help with anything they needed after the attack. I was able to call Allison before I got there. She was there to greet me when I landed. Her hand briefly slipped into my pocket. She dropped off a USB drive in my pocket. I knew what it was and said nothing.

I worked with Allison and a bunch of other soldiers on cleaning debris. I called Shiloh when I got a chance just to let her know I was okay. She understood. She was packing since she had a late night flight back home. I was back at my apartment at seventeen hundred hours. Shiloh was taking a shower. I took the time to hide the USB drive in a place I knew she wouldn't find it unless I told her specifically where it was, or a hint.

I began cooking dinner. Shiloh came out about half an hour later with her hair dry and makeup done.

"How was work?" she asked.

"Not bad. Saw Allison. Helped her and others clean up debris. What'd you do today?"

"Packed. My flight is at nine. I'll land around ten and get back to base around eleven."

"That's late. Will you be okay?"

"I'll be fine," Shiloh said, waving her hand dismissively. "Lux is picking me up. What's for dinner?"

"Hope you don't mind mac and cheese?"

"You know how much I love mac and cheese. Is it going to have bacon in it?"

"Of course," I said indignantly. She laughed as she sat the bar. Dinner was done in a few minutes. The two of us sat at the bar, chatting. Shiloh seemed to have forgotten about our argument last night which I wasn't complaining about.

All was going well until I heard fighter jets flying overhead. Both Shiloh and I looked up.

"There's not any hops going on that I know of," I said. I pulled out my phone to call a friend still on the base when it rang. I picked it up immediately. All I was told was that I needed to get to base immediately. Shoveling a huge forkful of mac and cheese into my mouth, I grabbed my bag, hastily explaining the situation to my girlfriend.

"Hey, be careful. I'm getting a bad feeling about this," she remarked.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Percy, I'm serious. Something's wrong. Please watch your back."

I gave her a kiss. "You worry too much. I'll see you later. I promise."

I opened the door, but suddenly I hesitated. Shiloh wasn't the only one getting a bad feeling about this. I turned around and said, "Shi? If for some reason, something happens to me, in answer to the question I wouldn't answer last, just... remember this: my secrets are set in stone."

With that said, I shut the door. The last thing I heard was my girlfriend yelling at me: "What does that mean?!"
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Shiloh

"What does that mean?!" I shouted at my boyfriend as he shut the door. I repeated, "What does that mean? I'm talking to myself... I'm still doing it."

I went to the window to see if I could spot the fighter jets but they were nowhere to be found. Sighing I went to Percy's room to make sure I had everything before I left. When I'd doubled and tripled-checked my suitcase, I went into the living room to watch the news to see if they had anything to report on what was happening at the base. Besides the fact that the base was on high alert, there was no new information.

At that moment my cellphone rang. I picked it up.

"Hello?"

"Shiloh, are you okay?" Dad demanded.

"I'm fine dad. Just wondering what's going on," I replied.

"We have an idea but I'm not getting you involved. It could be dangerous."

"Wouldn't I be safer if I knew what was going on?" I countered.

"Just listen to my directions. Be on alert. Where are you right now?"

"I'm always on alert. And I'm at Percy's apartment, why?"

"I want you to leave now. Get to the airport, a café, I don't care, just get somewhere public."

"Okay, I'm leaving now, but what's going on?"

"Shiloh, we'll explain everything soon but for now just listen to what I'm telling you."

"Okay, okay. What about Per-" I stopped when someone banged on the front door, loudly.

"What was that?" Dad asked seriously.

"Someone's at the door."

"Who knocks that loudly?"

"Dad, I'll call you back. Love you!" I briefly heard my dad say I love you before I hung up. I heard voices, deep ones, on the other side of the door. A feeling of dread settled in my stomach. I grabbed the gun from behind Percy's TV, hiding behind the couch.

"Knock down the door," a voice commanded. The door, thank god, was made of a ridiculously strong wood so the door splintered but didn't break. I took the brief chance I had to dial 911 before the door fully broke. I could hear the operator asking what was going on but all I could say was Percy's address before gunfire erupted in the apartment.

I ducked behind the couch, crawling towards one end of the couch. When I heard some of the men rearming themselves, I took the chance to shoot at them, popping up from behind the couch. I caught a glance of six men. I only had six rounds. I couldn't miss...

Thankfully, my first two shots hit two men. They went down. The other four starting shooting back. I lay back down on the floor. My eyes travelled to the underside of the coffee table: another gun.

Smiling and mentally thanking Percy for being paranoid, I grabbed the gun. Now I had two guns and almost double the ammo. I waited patiently for them to come around. This was a risky gamble on my part but if Ziva David could pull this off, then why couldn't I do something similar?

I waited with bated breath for the remaining four men to come over.

"Where is she?" one of them whispered.

"Did we shoot her?" a second questioned.

"We better not have killed her. Death makes the Razgriz open its black wings. Kidnapping makes them obey us," the first said.

"Aren't we supposed to kill her?"

"No," the leader said in disgust. "We're supposed to kill the boy who is obviously not here. Varick, Mila, go see."

"Make sure she's alive. If she is, shoot her in the leg to immobilize her. If not, we'll hide her body."

I heard footsteps slowly approaching me. I wasn't going anywhere with these people. Mila and Varick suddenly appeared over the couch and I fired. They went down. The leader swore in Belkan before growling, "Screw orders! Kill the bitch!"

Before the two reached me, two gunshots rang out.

"Percy?!" a familiar voice called out anxiously.

"Allison?!" I replied.

"Shiloh!" Suddenly she was in front of me, pulling me up. "Are you okay?"

"Who the hell were those people?"

Allison helped me stand up before checking on the closest body. She scanned the body for... something. I knelt down next to her. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to figure out who they are and who they're working for."

"They came to kill Percy. What is it that you're not-"

"Shh! I hear footsteps!"

"The kitchen. Hide behind the counters." The two of us darted over there."

"Hello?! This is the Osean Police. Show yourselves!"

"I've just been shot at! You show yourselves!" I barked back.

"We're coming in!"

"Show your badges!" Allison and I peered over the counter. Hands extended through the door, holding out Osean badges. We stood up.

"Come in," Allison said. Five armed police officers entered the building.

"What the hell happened here?" one demanded. "Who are you?"

"My name is Shiloh Davenport. I was here to visit my boyfriend. He's an air force pilot stationed at the base nearby. I was here when these six people broke down the door and started shooting."

"Why did they shoot?"

"I overheard them say they wanted my boyfriend dead. I was to be taken alive until I shot four of their people. My friend here shot the other two."

"Why did they want your boyfriend? Does he carry valuable information?"

"If he does, he wouldn't tell me about it."

"Are either of you hurt?" another one asked.

"No sir. Just shaken up."

"We have an ambulance downstairs. I'll have one of my men escort you down there to make sure you sustained no injuries. You look familiar. Do I know you?"

"No, but you've probably seen my parents. Blaze and Chopper."

"You're that Davenport?"

"Yes sir."

"We'll find out who tried to kill you. Mark, escort them to the ambulance." Allison and I left with the policeman. The EMTs did a quick check on us before saying we were fine. We then had to give a statement to the police about what had happened.

"So much for catching my flight home," I said, glancing at my watch.

"You should probably call your parents."

"They're going to freak," I mumbled, picking up the phone. I dialed my dad's number.

"Shiloh?"

"Hey dad, whatever you hear on the news about a shooting at Percy's apartment, I'm fine. I took care of the situation."

"What happened?"

"Six men attacked Percy's apartment. Percy is at the base. I was home alone. Allison came in at the last minute and saved my life."

"Shiloh... has no one told you?"

"First off, I don't like your tone when you say that. Second, I've kind of been busy getting shot at and shooting at people to be told anything!" I exclaimed. "Sorry dad... it's been a long night. What has no one told me?"

"Sweetie, I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry..."

"Is everyone okay? Is it mom? Lux? The twins?"

"No, it's Percy."

"What happened to Percy?" I demanded.

"They just found him about two miles from the base. Someone... someone burned his body..."
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Percy

It was chaos on base. People were running to and fro. I had no idea what was happening until my superior found me.

"Bartlett! Quit standing around and go get ready to fly. There's incoming fighters and we need people up to meet them. Get going!"

"Yes sir!" I dashed down the hall. Halfway there, two familiar faces greeted me.

"Perce!"

"Will! Jem! What the hell are you two doing here?" I asked. "Please tell me you're not here to kill me for dating your sister."

"No, we were ordered to fly out here to help," Will replied.

"Why would they send people from the other side of the country when they only found out..." I trailed off as the thought dawned on me. "They only found out less than thirty minutes ago..."

My eyes scanned the surrounding pilots and officers. I heard Will and Jem asking me what I was looking for but I was too busy narrowing in on an iron cross ring worn by a lieutenant standing behind us. The lieutenant caught me staring. I turned back to Will and Jem.

"Do you two remember when we would play pranks on people and we had all these different codenames for plans?" I queried.

"Yeah, why?" Jem answered.

"Do you remember Plan Razgriz?"

"Yeah, why?" Will replied.

"I'll tell you why. This isn't a random attack. I'll explain everything to you when I regroup with you. But part of the plan? Get off this base in a public place," I whispered. "Don't listen to what anyone else tells you. You have to trust me."

Will and Jem nodded before dashing off. I ran past the lieutenant. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him begin to follow me. I sure dug myself a deep hole...

"Percy! You're supposed to be going to the hangar!" My RIO, Max, shouted, falling into step with me.

"I know! That's where I'm headed!"

"Why aren't you in your flight suit yet?"

"I haven't had time!" The two of us ran outside. Tanks were mobilizing, troops were in formation. But my eyes weren't on them. They were on my plane in the hangar. I was going for my flight suit when the first gun shot rang out, but not outside. In the hangar.

"What the hell was that?" Max yelled, ducking behind a stack of crates with me.

"People are after me," I explained, peering over the crates only to hurry behind them again when the guys started shooting at me again.

"What did you do?!"

"Why do you think I did something?"

"Because you're always doing something!"

"Point made. Okay, you get out of here. I'm going to make a bolt for that door into the forest."

"I'm not leaving you."

"They're not after you!"

"I don't care! You can't take them all on your own."

I hesitated. "Fine, but stay close. And listen to all my orders, understood?"

"Understood."

"Then let's go." The two of us bolted to the door in the back of the hangar. Gunfire hit the walls next to us. However, we made it outside without being shot, something I was personally amazed at. The two of us were in the woods, leaping over fallen trees and rocks like we were very large, very scared deer. Of course, this would be much easier of we actually were deer...

"Where exactly are we going?"

"Oh, you know, the Belkan Base," I replied.

"Percy, I can run for a long time, but not that long!"

"That's why we just need to put enough distance between us and them before we hide and let them bypass us." Then we'll follow them for a ways and all will be good."

"You seem very confident in this! Why do I get the feeling you've thought about this before?"

"Because I have? Multiple times?"

"I demand a full explanation when we're safe."

"Of course."

"You think they'd go after Sh-" Max cried out, crashing headfirst to the ground. I slid to a stop and knelt next to him. He was passed out cold from having hit his head on a rock.

"Freeze!" a guy ordered, holding his gun at me. Suddenly I was surrounded by Gray Men, guns aimed at my chest.

"What do you want?" I asked angrily.

"Where's the disc of information?" one of them asked.

"I don't have disc of information; also, who uses discs to store information anymore?"

"Save that sass! We know you've been digging into us and we need to know how much information you have!"

"I'm not telling you any information I may or may not have."

"Maybe you will if we kill your friend here?"

"Don't touch him!" I charged one of the guys, dodging when he tried to kick me in the stomach. I whirled around him and kneed him in the back of the knee. He went down; I pulled him into a choke hold. "You will let me and my friend go. He doesn't know anything and I can't do anything with what I know."

That last part was a lie but they didn't need to know that. However, I'd let my overconfidence get to me, not realizing someone was sneaking up behind. I felt something very heavy hit me on the head before I blacked out.
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A long chapter for being so patient. Reviews would be lovely (especially since I'm writing this instead of studying for a test) :)