I was tied to a chair in some basement or store-room. I could hear Derek screaming. Ellen was tied to the chair to my right, asleep. Micheal and Maxine weren’t here, I could only assume they were already being worked on, or were killed. Sacrifice walked in, and sat on top of my lap, facing me. I’d enjoy being straddled by a naked woman if the person was not wearing a rotten goat’s head and wasn’t caked from head to toe in dry blood, which I could only hope belonged to the aforementioned goat. I also figure the whole supervillain thing also is a turn off.
“You know, there are two ways to get powers, dear.” Oh god she talks like my mother. I groaned.
“A ‘Want’ or a ‘Give’. Have you ever heard of them?” she said as she walked her fingers of her right hand up my chest. I’ll add ‘reminds me of my mother’ to the growing list of turn offs.
“A ‘Want’ is when somebody wishes for something so hard they are given powers to help them. For instance, if somebody wishes desperately not to die, they might become invulnerable, or immortal.” Sacrifice stopped her hand at the top button of my shirt. I gulped. She started walking the fingers of her left hand up my chest.
“A ‘Give’ however, is when you are given powers from someone or something else. For instance, your loud friend here is being given a nice little serum to empower him, like those two black-haired kids you were with.” she explained as she stopped her left hand at the same button.
“You should see what the girl does, sweetie. Poor thing.” She unbuttoned the top of my shirt. I moved my head away from her. The smell of dead goat was getting to me. I looked at the eyes of the goat she was wearing. They were popping out of the goats sockets, and a fly was crawling over it.
“Shut up!” I blurted out.
I screamed as pain soared through my chest. Looking down, I saw her hand pressed flat against it. She tensed her fingers and another spike of pain shot through me, making me scream again. She rose my head with her chin, and looked straight at me from the goat’s mouth. She has blue eyes. Angry, blue eyes.
“Listen kid,” she said. “Every time you piss me off I’ll take it out on one of your friends here, like that little lady over there.” She turned my head to face Ellen. She was still asleep. I thought of Ellen and how her mother must be feeling. Hopefully the local heroes will find us soon, or the police.
She stuck her tongue out of the hole in her mask and licked the side of my cheek. I suddenly felt dizzy as my balance started to give way. Derek had stopped screaming at some point, I can’t tell when. I heard a door open, and Sacrifice turned around.
“Druggie, do this bastard next.” she snarled as she got off me. Sacrifice and a man in a Surgeon’s mask who I could only guess would be ‘Druggie’ dragged my chair to another room. There was a few stains of blood, a lamp and 2 syringes on a table, both containing a silvery liquid. There were 4 on the floor. Derek, Maxine, Micheal and somebody else. I swallowed a little. Druggie stood in the light, and he looked a lot like a surgeon. He had the mask, the gloves, the scrubs. I could see that a little blood stained his clothes. He picked up a syringe and walked over to me.
“This will hurt.” he said.
He plunged the needle into the side of my neck.
At some point I passed out from the pain, and when I woke again I saw Derek, Micheal, Maxine and two others in the same room with me. It was a bathroom. Derek sat on the toilet, still as can be. Maxine was tied up with a bag over her face. Sacrifice’s taunting came to mind, and I shuddered to think about what happened to her. Micheal was glowing. He literally was. I couldn’t look at him because it blinded me.
One of the other captives was sitting in the walk in shower, and another in the bathtub. Me and Maxine were on the floor. We were all tied up with rope, but no longer in chairs.
Fractal opened the door. I could hear crying. Ellen was crying. He snapped his fingers, and our ropes weren’t there anymore. He snapped again, we were suddenly in the middle of a street. Sacrifice and two other members of the Hunting Party stood around us. A short, fat man holding a lamb shank and eating it messily was to my left. He smirked as I looked at him. The girl to my right was dressed as a clown. How cliche. I turned to look at everybody else. Maxine was still wearing a mask over her face, and Micheal was still glowing. I worried about myself and Derek, when I noticed him shift suddenly. I didn’t even see him move. I haven’t seen him move at all.
Ellen appeared out of nowhere, right in front of us. Fractal must have done that.
Sacrifice cleared her throat. “Listen up kiddies,” she said. “The National Hero Network will arrive in roughly one minute. I have in my hands a special part of Druggie’s serum.” She held 8 syringes in her hands, each filled with a blue-ish liquid. “I’ll break them all if you attack me or any of my teammates.” She dropped one. It broke on the ground, its contents spilling everywhere. “If you be good little children and fight the NHN, I’ll give you a syringe. These are the only things that will stop your powers from going fully incontinent.” Micheal looked at Maxine. “I’m not sure you 6 friends would like to live your lives in a cape asylum.”
Wait, six? There’s me, Derek, Micheal, Maxine and Ellen, right? What about the other two? Ellen, Derek and I looked at the two men with us. They looked the exact same. Twins? Why only six then?
A thunderous boom shattered the windows of the nearby houses breaking my train of thought and I instictively ducked along with Ellen who let out a small shriek. When I looked up, five figures stood before us all. The National Hero Network.
Sacrifice looked at us and then the five heroes. “Nice to see you, Alliance.”
The man in the center wore a short cape of white and red, with a large ‘A’ over his chest. He yelled, his voice booming. “Nobody move!”
Sacrifice turned to us. “A free syringe for anybody who kills those capes!”
Only Derek and the twins ran towards them. The Hunting Party followed behind.