�Hey, man. Ya don�t look like your feeling to well.� Joey said as he sat beside Justin.
�Ah�My stomach just hits a bit, nothin� much.� Justin said as he leaned back in the chair he was sitting in.
�Hmm�seems to be something going around.� Joey said as he looked around the plane. They were on their way to perform a concert in Australia. Justin had thought that his stomachache was just a side affect of being on tour, but�It wasn�t the same as it usually was�
�Huh? What do ya mean?�
�Well, Lance has a really bad headache, JC can�t stop coughing, and Chris can�t stop sneezing, and clams that his noise �ran away��And, It�s hard for me to walk strait, I�m rather dizzy�and with that some times comes rather strong Nausea. If something doesn�t happen soon, we might have to postpone the concert.�
��Aw, man�Something had better happen soon. Did they try to take something for what ever they have?�
�Yeah, it made Lance�s headache worse, JC�s voice is messed up, and I think I heard Chris sneeze 10 times in a row�� Joey told him.
�Yeesh�What about you?� Justin asked.
�Well, when I saw what happened to them, if I took something, I think I might be in the bathroom every five minutes�In other words, I�m not gonna risk it.�
�Yeah. My thoughts exactly,� Justin looked around �Hey, where are the others, anyway?�
�Lance is in his room resting, he says it�s too bright in here� JC is in the Kitchen area, trying to find a medicine that works� Chris�Probably in his room, but, I�m not completely sure��
�Oh. I see�� Just as he said that the plane began to rock, surprising the young men. After what seemed like a few minutes, it stopped.
�What the Heck Was That?� Justin asked after a minute.
�I dunno�But, I�m pretty sure I heard a crash from the Kitchen area, I better go make sure Jace is alright�� Joey said, starting to get up, then gripping the chair he just got up from for balance. Justin stood up.
�Uh, maybe you should stay here and I�ll go check on Jace.� Justin offered.
�Ok. Thanks man.� Justin nodded and walked toward the Kitchen area, which wasn�t very far, considering it was a plane after all. He found JC leaning against the counter top staring at something on the floor, what Justin guessed to be cough syrup.
�Are ya ok, Jace?� Justin asked him. JC yelped in surprise and turned to look at who had just spoken.
�Oh�Uh, yeah�I just�*Cough*�um, I�m fine�� He broke into a coughing fit.
�Yeah, well, you don�t sound fine�May I ask why there is Cough Syrup on the floor?�
�Oh�that, uh�you see *Cough* I had that in my hand when the plane shook, and I �*Cough* dropped it�I guess it was open�� JC said, his voice sounding hoarse.
�Ok, well, I�ll get this cleaned up�Why don�t you go into the living room area and see how Joey is?�
�Um�ok, are you sure�?� JC asked, sounding a bit better.
�Yeah. Go ahead, I�ll take care of things here, then join ya. Might wanna check on Chris and Lance, too.�
�Alright, I�ll� do that.� Justin found a rag and started cleaning up the mess while JC left to check on the others. A few minutes later the mess was cleaned up, and Justin washed his hands then went to join the others, noting his stomach was feeling a little better� As soon as he got to the entrance of the living area, the plane began to rock again, this time a lot more violently. He looked at the worried faces of his friends and knew something was not right�
�I hope the plane doesn�t crash�� Justin said, stumbling to a seat�
The words rang over and over again through his head. �I hope the plane doesn�t crash�
Justin woke up with another scream caught in his throat. It was another dream, or nightmare, of right before and when the plane had crashed. He always had two kinds of nightmares: One is were it started out as a normal day, but ended in one of the guys, including him, or one of his family members dead or dying. Or it was right before the plane crash that got him and his friends on this awful Island. At first, the dreams made him vomit but now, he only felt like doing that. He assumed that he had just gotten more� �Accustomed� to the dreams. But he had no idea what was really happening to him�
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�I believe he is awake again, sir.� Steven Rye told his boss.
�Then give him this.� Scot Keith held up a syringe full of a green/blue liquid. �It�s a little different than the one you gave him last time, lets see how he reacts to it.�
�Yes, sir.� Steven took the syringe and entered Justin�s prison cell. Or at least, that�s what he called it. It was like a prison cell, no windows, the floor was damp, and it didn�t have a pleasant smell. The young man held hostage there had not been able to put up a fight when Steven lifted his arm to insert the liquid into Justin. In fact, he wasn�t sure if the young man even acknowledged his presence at all. When he was done, he saw Justin�s eyes drop closed again, and he lowered him gently to the floor. Then he hurried out, incase he woke up too soon.
�You better get over to the lab right now. I think Mark is waiting for you to tell him about his reaction to it.� Scot told him.
�Alright, I�m on my way�� Steven sighed. When he agreed to work for these people, he had no idea that they would start testing on humans�When Mark had said they should do that, he had thought it was a joke. But now�He felt sorry for the young men.
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�Christopher, can you hear me?� A voice sounded, awaking Chris.
�Wha�?� Chris slowly blinked his eyes, trying to clear his vision, and remember where he was�
�Wh�where am I�?� Chris asked.
�You are our prisoner. We needed to wait to get started �till you were awake.�
Chris blinked. �Huh? Whats going on?�
�We have fallen victim to these�people that test some types drugs on innocent people.�
��Silent Wolf?!� Chris hollered in surprise. Silent Wolf nodded.
�It is I. I am very sorry I wasn�t able to awake you and your friends as soon as the storm was over, for when I went outside when the storm was through, I was captured.� Silent Wolf sighed apologetically.
�Oh, it�s ok, man. I suppose you couldn�t help being caught by these dudes.� Chris said, pointing to the others in the room.
�Yes, well, speaking of us, we need you to do something for us, young man.� He held up a glass of dark blue, almost black, liquid. �We want to see how you react to this.� He stepped closer to Chris.
�No way. Noooo way are you getting me to take that�that�whatever it is!� Chris screamed, backing away.
�Why? I promise it won�t hurt you.� Chris could have sworn he saw a grin appear on that guy�s face�
�Don�t listen to them, Christopher! I made that mistake, and now, I can barely move my legs. I think it might have paralyzed me�.� Silent Wolf told him.
�Yes, but this is a much different formula than the one we gave you, old man.�
�Still, he�s right. For all I know, that stuff might turn me into a parrot!� Chris determinedly shouted. The other guy glared at Chris.
�It is obvious that we are not going to get him to take this at this moment. Maybe when he is more comfortable, he will be more willing. Let�s come back in a few hours, then see what he decides.� The guy nodded at Silent Wold, whom nodded back. This went unseen by Chris. Silent Wolf crawled his way over to the young man as soon as the guy had left.
�I�m sure you are thirsty after all you have been through. Why don�t you take what is left of the water in my canteen. It�s ok, I don�t mind.� Silent Wold handed a canteen to Chris, who looked at him weirdly, but none the less, took it.
�Are you sure they didn�t like�poison this or something?� Chris asked him.
�I�m sure. It has been in my possession the whole time. When they captured me, they did not knock me unconscious.� Silent Wolf assured him.
�Well�ok.� Chris brought the canteen up to his lips, and started drinking from it. He suddenly felt weird� Dizzy� Couldn�t hold onto his consciousness� He fell back to the floor, and a dark blue to black liquid came poring out from the canteen. Silent Wolf let out an evil laugh.
�Yes. But I didn�t say I didn�t do anything to it.�
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Joey had been wandering around aimlessly for what seemed like hours. With no sign as to where his friends had disappeared to, he began to lose hope.
�I know they could not have turned into those animals�but,� He glanced behind him at the parrot, frog and deer that were �following� him �go away! I know your not my friends so just leave me alone!� He shouted at them. They looked at him with what he thought were sad eyes, then turned around and left.
��I must be going insane�� He muttered to himself.
�I don�t think so. You�re just worried about your friends. Which I would be, too.� Came a voice from some where above him. He jumped and looked up in a tree where a boy of about 15 was sitting.
�Hey, didn�t mean to scare ya.� He jumped down. �My name is Reggie, whats yours?� he asked.
�Hi. My name is Joey. What are you doing here in the middle of no where? And how do you know about my friends?� Joey questioned him.
�Well, I�m running away from the people that have your friends, I have been for some time. You see, there is another Island about a day�s length from here, that place is my home. I lived there with my family until one day they came and took a few of our people to test these drugs on. One of them being me.� Reggie informed him.
�Oh� Wow�I feel sorry for you. Did anyone other than you escape? And who are these people that took your people and my friends?�
�No. I�m the only one that made it out. And the people that took your friends call them selves the �KK�, which stands for �Khem Klan�.�
�Oookay�Interesting name.� Joey said.
�Are you sure they are out here? We have been searching for a while now, are you positive we have the right place?�
�Oh no! Someone�s coming! Quick we have to hide or we will be found. Come with me, I now of a good place to hide.� Reggie took off running and Joey wasn�t far behind him.
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Lance groaned as he awoke to a spinning sensation. He dared not open his eyes, for he thought that then the nausea feeling would over take him. He put his hands up to his head in order to stop the spinning. When he thought it was over, he slowly and cautiously opened his eyes, not wanting the nauseous feeling to come back. When he finally was able to see, he discovered he was in a dimly lit room. He couldn�t remember why he was there, or how he�d gotten here. He tried to think back to the last thing he could remember� Searching his mind for some clue as to why he was here�What was the last thing he could remember� Oh wait, something was coming back to him. He remembered seeing JC being dragged away by some people. He had looked pretty scared, I hope nothing happened to him. Then again, what�s happening to me? I think I�ll be all right. If I know JC, he�s probably freaking out, wondering what�s going to happen to him.
He's always been like that.
He's never really cared about my well being. He pretends to, I know, but sometimes I don't think he even loves anyone. He's so self involved. Doesn't know what's going on around him. All that he cares about is him self. His own well being, his own name, his own fame. Never anyone else.
Maybe those people that took him away are finally going to teach him a lesson. They should, he�s needs to be taught the world doesn�t revolve around him only. I snickered. Now that would be worth watching�
Suddenly, a man some how stood before me� How�d he get in here? He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. He led me away to a cave, then left. Then, JC ran up to me. I grinned, this time I could be the one to teach him a lesson� One he�d never forget.
�Lance?� He asked.
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JC woke up with a ragging headache. Every part of him was in pain, muscles he didn�t know he had hurt. His eyes hurt too much to open, since Lance had kicked him, giving him two black eyes. Why had he done that? What had happened to him to make him act that way? Was it really him? Or was just it someone who looked and sounded like him? So many questions raced through his brain. And he had no answers to any of them. He tried to sit up a little, but discovered that was too painful, because he was sure one or both of his arms were broken�
�Aww� Is the little wimpy boy awake? Aww� You can�t move, can you?� An unfamiliar voice taunted from somewhere above him. He growled at it, and it laughed.
�Aww� Is wimpy boy mad at me? How cute�� The voice rang out again. He wanted to punch who ever was saying that� He tried to strike out at it with his foot, but he only received more laughter.
�Ha. You make me laugh. Oh yes, and you will have a guest again in not to long. But, I�m not at liberty to say whom it is. You�ll just have to guess. Maybe it�s the guy who beat you up earlier or maybe not. I�m not saying.� With that, JC could hear a door shut. And he then feel back into the depths of unconsciousness.
Thanks a whole bunch to bekah for the part from Lance�s pov! Credit goes to her for helping me a whole bunch with this story!