“Pfft.” Steve threw her a ‘bullshit’ glare.
Before Jill could respond and it turned into a battle of the sexes free-for-all, Adam stepped between them, pointing first at Jill and then Steve. “The next person who enters my room without knocking will get knocked out.” The warning was given with a serious tone. “I’m not kidding.”
“Okay. I’m sorry and I’ll apologize to Angelina; I didn’t mean to scare her, but I really didn’t know she was in there.” Steve nodded as they headed out of the compound to his car. They had about fifteen minutes before they had to be at the warehouse. “But hey, does that warning go for everybody? I mean, what if Damon or one of the other Warriors burst into your room? You gonna knock them out or is it just us?”
“Steve, does your brain ever stop thinking up stupid shit?” Adam asked, but then laughed, shaking his head.
“No, I guess it doesn’t.” Steve joined in with the laughter, but his laugh was cut short.
Adam turned to see what was going on. He got a small glance of someone tossing a bag or something over Steve’s head. Before he could register what was going on, someone was doing the same to him. He fought with everything he had, but there were hands all over him, pushing toward an unknown destination.
“Fighting is just going to make it worse.” The voice was deep and hard, unforgiving.
Hearing Jill cursing threats, Adam tried to calm down enough to assess their situation. There were cameras all over the compound so what the fuck was going on? Where were the Warriors and why weren’t they saving their asses. Hearing what he figured was the sound of a van door opening, a new burst of energy hit Adam. If they got in that van, they were doomed. With one last effort, he swung his head back hitting nothing but air.
“Good try.” The gravelly voice tightened his hold when Adam struggled in earnest.
Adam was thrown in the van. He continued to fight until a fist hit him in the side of the head almost knocking him unconscious. Hearing Jill cry out brought him back. “Leave her alone.”
“Listen here, lover boy, don’t try to be a hero.” The man’s voice was close to his face. “As long as you and your friend here listen and obey, she will remain untouched and unhurt. You fuck up, we will all have a go at her.”
Adam stopped his struggling at those words. “You lay one finger on her and I swear I will kill you.”
“Look forward to you trying.” Just by the man’s voice, Adam knew he was smiling.
As the van began to move, Adam did his best to clear his mind and document the directions in which they were going. Worry for his friends as well as losing his sight made this much harder. Repeating to himself the turns, stops and sounds, Adam had no idea if he had it right by the time they stopped. He had hoped Jill and Steve had been doing the same, which was fairly a good possibility, since the only sound in the back of the vehicle was breathing. Only one talked, but Adam calculated that there was at least seven or eight people crammed in the vehicle.
They stopped. Seconds later, the door slid open and they were roughly pulled out. Adam knew it was useless to fight and he couldn’t chance being knocked out. His worry was with Jill and Steve. He tried to send messages to both Jill and Steve, but they either weren’t getting them or…he didn’t want to think of the or.
“Jill!” Adam shouted, sudden fear filling him.
“I’m okay, Adam.” Jill’s voice came from behind him. “Just waiting for the Warriors to come and kick some serious ass.”
Laughter echoed around them. “Oh, waiting for heroes are we?” The gravelly voice cut through the laughter. “Funny, and here I heard you were the new heroes.”
“Fuck you,” Adam growled, and then was pushed hard. Knowing he was going to fall, he turned to the side to take the impact on his shoulder and side. He didn’t know what the hell they tied him up with, but the shit was strong.
“Tough guy, huh?” the man said, coming closer. “Sit him in the chair.”
Adam was picked up and placed on a chair; he could hear them moving away. “What do you want?”
“A lot,” the man replied. “But we can start out with each Warrior starting with Sloan Murphy.”
“We aren’t telling you shit,” Steve growled, and then started struggling, earning him a slap.
“Oh, but you will, future Warrior.” He laughed without humor. “You will tell me everything I want to know. Untie her.”
“No,” Adam shouted, knowing what was coming next.
“Get off me, you piece of shit,” Jill hissed, struggling against unseen hands.
“Leave her alone,” Adam warned, trying his best to break free from the binding keeping him from moving.
“Then tell me what I want to know,” the man countered, his voice indicating he was willing to do anything in order to get the answers he wanted.
“Don’t you do it, Adam!” Jill shouted, anger edging each word.
“Shut up,” the man ordered Jill.