20Hello readers! I hope there are ones who are reading this. So, this is my very first story ever, also I'm Finnish so I can't be sure how good and understandable this story is, so if I've made mistakes, please correct me! :) Enjoy!
Update 10/18/20: Some corrected grammar and made more comprehensible with POV's (thank you Maria Rose and Blairx6661)
Chapter one: Captured
? POV
I was scared. We were tied up and we were in a cell. Everyone were scared, but Julian's fear was different. He was scared for us, not himself. He's brave, selfless, intelligent, reasonable, strong-minded and tough. All the time he tried to set us free. He almost made it, but then on of our captors noticed it. They took him from us into another room. We were even more scared, because he wasn't with us. He supported us and kept us together. We heard shouts, screaming, punches and gunshots, coming from the room. Our fear just increased a lot. Even George couldn't take it anymore and began crying. I tried to think what Julian would do in this situation. I tried to encourage the others. Julian's screams, which were full of agony, echoed in the dark prison cell. We all cried and thought what would happen to him.
At nighttime the screaming stopped. We sighed with relief.
In the morning the door opened. Everyone hoped, that it would be Julian coming out of the door(or be dragged out), but it was just the breakfast. As soon as the food bringer left, the screaming began again. We looked at each other with despair. How could they torture someone, if he just tried to set us free? The screaming didn't stop till midnight.
In the next morning there were two men bringing us food. The other man asked us about some weird thing, which did sound somehow familiar, and said if we didn't tell the torturing would continue. Nobody didn't knew so the door closed and the screaming continued.
After some time I remembered, that Julian had talked about that weird thing and knew something precious. That's why they tortured him. But he didn't tell and by the looks(or hears) of it he isn't going to. I shared the thought with the others. Why didn't he give just give up and tell?
At midnight the screaming didn't stop as it should have.
In the morning the food was brought, but the screaming just continued. His voice was very hoarse. He tried to not scream, but just couldn't. The pain was too much. He knew we'd hear him. The scream was filled with pain and despair. He was ashamed of himself. He had failed himself and his friends.
Tears started to fill his eyes. His hope faded away within hours.
The next day his scream was filled with hopelessness and the day following with carelessness. He couldn't face his friends anymore. Or he just didn't care anymore. He wasn't afraid of death, the opposite of it, he welcomed it. In his mixed thoughts he hoped it to end his pain and to take him away. Away from this world.
We all were almost insane with the fear. We heard it. We heard his carelessness in his voice. It scared us. He didn't care to live. And the finishing touch was his last word after the screaming stopped.
"I would rather die than to tell you anything!"
After that there was a loud knock and silence. The door opened. There was a man dragging an unconscious body. He opened the cell door and threw the body in, locked the cell and left the room. I was the first who identified it. It was Julian. We all became happy, but it changed to horror when noticed in what condition he was. He was unconscious and very badly injured. Anne couldn't even look at him but turned around and cried. George soon did the same. I also couldn't look but I had to. I had to take of his wounds. A very badly looking wound in the head which was still fresh and other severe wounds, cuts and bruises all over his body. I asked Dick to help me, because the girls couldn't do anything at the moment.
Oh Julian. Why you? Why him who tried to do everything right, was dependable and brave and selfless and... I couldn't hold it anymore. I bursted into tears. We all cried. Don't die Julian. We need you. You're not useless, as you may think. You're the one who keeps us save and together. You support us. You're always there to comfort us. You're the wise one. We can't make it without you. We're lost without you. Come back to us. To me. I beg you. Don't go. You're our light in the dark. You lead us to safety. We're in chaos without you. Help. I beg you, help us, Julian.
"Julian!"
'Mia.'
Who's this Mia? You'll find out in the next chapter. But I need fuel to continue, and reviews are fuel to me. How'd you like? R&R, please! Maybe little short, but my first time so don't blame meeeeeeeee...! *runs away*