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Started April 04, 2018 by KR McDonald

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"Ugh, you're right. Does anyone know how to pick a lock?"

“I do.” Alanna said proudly, “Learned it from my Med&Tech class.”

"Cool! Did we decide who's staying behind? Honestly, no offense, Alanna, but I think you should stay behind. You're gonna slow us down."

“Ow that stings.” Alanna muttered, glaring at him.

"Sorry, man, but in your state, it's the best option we have."

“Stop it. Just stop it. This is a terrible time to make me mad. If you do for some reason get kidnapped, making me mad lowers the chances of me a coming back to save you two. Ever.” Alanna said bitterly.

"Well I'm sorry! I'm just laying the truth down!"

Alanna groaned, “You're the worst.” Then she left.

Mirage turned to Ferran. "See, this is why I work alone half the time. You guys argue, you manage to hurt Alanna's feeling, and I get clumped with you as being mean."

"I'M SORRY! I was just talking about how she did the thing to the guards earlier and how she should probably take a breather. Didn't know she would storm out like that."

"Well, it didn't seem like that was what you were saying."

When Alanna finally arrived outside, she sat on the floor and checked the time. “2 more minutes.” She mumbled. She looked up at the sky.

"So whose going to pick the lock now, Ferran? You want to tell me that?"

Ferran crouched on the floor with his head in his hands. This was to much. "I don't know."

Alanna smiled weakly at the sky, she got mad too easily. Then she realized how nice it would be to rest. Without choice, she collapsed. She didn’t crack her head though, since she was sitting on the floor.

Carter's world was fuzzy. He tried to open his eyes, but they felt like they were glued shut. He felt around, trying to see what he was lying on when he remembered: he was being tortured. His eyes shot open and he scrambled off the floor, looking wildly for his attacker. When he saw the unconscious body on the ground, he stilled.

"Hold on Ferran, I think Carter's waking up." She snapped back to the cell and turned to find Carter awake. "Carter, are you there?"

"Where else would I be?" He snarled. His body still felt like it was on fire and as if it would give out any second, but he wasn't in any danger of dying now. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I saw a man kidnap you, and I couldn't just stand aside while that happened, so I followed him."

"Because heroes save the people that try to kill them on a daily basis? Yeah right. You helped them, didn't you? You told them who I was." Carter accused. He stumbled a bit, and leaned against a wall to steady himself. "It doesn't even matter. I need to find my brother. You could have killed him, you know."
What Carter was saying didn't completely make sense. He was rambling, and he hadn't moved from his position leaned against the wall. He looked like he was about to collapse again.

Mirage took a step forward. "Carter, you need to calm down. Take a deep breath. I didn't help anyone, or tell anyone who you are, and I most certainly didn't kill your brother."

"How am I supposed to trust you?" Carter asked, he stumbled again, and banged his head against the wall in frustration. It was always hard for him to function properly after waking up. "If you and your idiot friends hadn't stopped to annoy me I would be somewhere else, stopping a gang fight, pulling off a robery, just something other then being tortured."