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Prompt: Kidnapped

Fandom: Original Work

“Eyewitnesses claim that they saw the small girl in a red sweatshirt and black mask fight the goons and then run up the wall and disappear.”

Ruby smiled as she pulled out her earphones. She was perched on top of a building watching the police arrest the goons she had just beaten up. She had run up the side of the building like the news said and decided to perch to make sure that everything was handled.

The police finished cleaning up and started to leave. Ruby got to her feet and ran across the roof of the building. Once she got to the edge, she jumped, landing on the side of the next building. She ran up to the roof and continued jumping from building to building before stopping on the tallest one.

She sat down on the edge of the building and grabbed her backpack she had hidden there earlier that day. Ruby was a normal kid or almost a normal kid. She had to go to high school and do homework just like every other kid in the city. The only thing different about her was her powers.

She didn’t really know how she had gotten the powers. She just remembered walking to school one day, then waking up a week later with scars she didn’t have before, and abilities she had to figure out.

Her cellphone rang out from the backpack. She fished it out quickly and answered it with a perky hello.

“Ruby, did you forget about the show?” The voice on the other side seemed upset.

“Oh my goodness, I did. I can meet you at your apartment in ten minutes.” Ruby quickly pulled her mask from her eyes, stuffing it into the backpack.

The voice on the other end of the phone sighed. “Don’t bother. I’ll just go by myself.”

“Wait, Mel, I’m sorry I’ve been so busy, but I can make it tonight.” Ruby ran across the roof and ran down the building until she jumped to the road.

“No, you’ve flaked on me too many times. I don’t know what is happening to you, but I can’t handle it anymore. I’ll talk to you more at school.” There was a click, and the phone fell silent.

Ruby kept running. She stuffed the phone back in her backpack.

Mel was her best friend, and now she probably hated her. She wiped a tear from her eye.  

She turned down an alley that was a block from Mel’s apartment. She was about to run up the wall, but she noticed a person standing in front of her. She slowed to a walk and started to turn around.

“Pretty impressive what you did tonight.” The voice behind her was gruff.

Ruby froze. “I mean, those guys were big, and there were five of them. So pretty impressive.” The voice continued.

She started to take a few steps from the guy. How did he know it was her? Then she realized that she didn’t change her clothes. The only thing she had done was take off her mask. It was a rookie mistake, and she couldn’t believe it had happened.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She whispered.

A laugh echoed down the alley, sending chills down her spine. That laugh sounded familiar. Why did she recognize it?

She was too busy trying to figure out where she knew the voice that she didn’t hear him getting closer to her until he was right behind her. He reached out and grabbed her arm.

Startled, Ruby pulled at his hand. Usually, that would have worked, but it didn’t seem to phase him. She decided to change tactics, she closed her hand into a fist, and punched the man in the face. Or she tried to.

The man caught her fist inches from his own face. She tried to pull her hand back, but the man’s grip was like iron. She was so confused. On top of running up the side of buildings, she had super strength. That’s why she could fight five guys, who were bigger than her, at the same time. Why couldn’t she do that to this guy?

“Stop struggling, your powers won’t work on me.” His lips parted into a creepy smile.

“Who are you?” Ruby kept struggling. Trying to loosen his grip on her hand.

His grasp tightened, and she yelped in pain. “I. Said. Stop. Struggling.”

Ruby stopped. “Thank you.” He let go of her hand and reached for his belt. She took that as her opportunity and punched him in the gut. He let out an oof, and his grip on her arm loosened. She pulled her arm free and took off towards the building.

She jumped, but he had the same idea. He caught her mid-air, and they both collapsed to the ground. She tried to crawl away, but he jumped up stepped on her arm.

She let out another cry of pain. The guy growled, murmuring under his breath. “This would have been much easier if you didn’t struggle so much.” That’s when she felt the needle.

She turned her head and saw a large syringe poking out of her arm. The man was pushing the plunger until the syringe was empty. He let out a sigh of relief and let go of her arm.

Ruby struggled to her feet, but her head was swirling. The floor and walls switched places multiple times. She ended up on the ground again. “W-what did you d-do to me?”

The guy stood over her with his creepy smile, and then her vision went black.

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Hero was very confused when they entered the warehouse to see their friends sitting on crates only a few feet away from Villain, their sidekick and two henchmen. Hero tensed and couldn’t help but position themselves ready for combat.

“It’s alright, [Hero],” Villain said with a smug smirk. “You’ll be pleased to know your friends and I have come to an… well, an agreement.”

Hero turned to look at their friends in concern. They were not reassured to see them look away. Guilt was obvious on their faces, but why?“What’s wrong?” they asked the leader. Leader looked reluctant to reply so Villain cut in on their behalf.

“A deal has been struck. I will be giving up my master weapon, in exchange… for you.”“Me?!”“Yes. You belong to me now. Though it is a shame that your friends have been quite so cowardly and unfaithful towards you.”

Hero shook their head and turned to run. They tried the door they entered through but it was locked. Hero yanked at it desperately.“No, no, no! You’re lying! You have to be lying! You’ve hypnotised them, or they’re not real- something! They wouldn’t- you wouldn’t do this to me, we’re a team, family!”

Villain stood from their crate and smiled almost sadly, almost. “It’s a straight-faced deal. You for the weapon- I hardly needed to even negotiate. You’ve been misled all this time, and I’d apologise to you if it was my place to do so.”

Hero was almost certain their heart tore in two. Something snapped inside them, numbing heat rushed into their body, heavy and devastating. “No… Please. [Leader], please-” Hero tried to get some sort of reaction from them, they rushed to them and tried to hold them by their forearms, to reason with them. They didn’t understand, they couldn’t go with Villain, they couldn’t. Why were they doing this?!

Their leader pushed them away. “I’m sorry… It’s the only way. I hope you understand.”

Hero felt their legs wobble, their lip tremble and tears threaten to spill. Then another wave of heat hit them like electricity. Anger, betrayal, hopelessness it all boiled together and overflowed within seconds. Hero punched Leader as hard as they could. “I am not just property for you to just give away! I won’t go!”

Hero made to hit them again but Villain caught their fist. Hero turned sharply and tried to free their arm. “Get your hands off me! I’m not yours!”Villain looked up at the group of friends. “You can go now unless you enjoy seeing your Hero beg their supposed friends for help that is. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of them.”

The heroes took their leave, some looking more ashamed than others. Hero fought with a fire in their eyes. “Revoke the deal! Please! [Leader], don’t do this! [Leader!] I trusted you!”

It took Villain’s Sidekick and two henchmen to get them under control, wrestling them to their knees and holding on tight to their arms while Sidekick had a handful of hair as a warning. Hero slumped forwards and struggled not to sob in front of their enemy. Their breathing was heavy and forced out through gritted teeth.

“I told you no one would care about you,” Villain observed. “They didn’t even try to fight for you.” When Hero didn’t retaliate, Sidekick let go of their hair. They took up a pair of handcuffs and secured their hands behind their back. The henchmen let go of them for the time being. “Let’s go. I’ll give you the chance to come with some dignity.”

Hero didn’t budge, they looked so deep in thought that they hardly acknowledged what was said. Villain sighed and crouched down in front of them. “I told you to pick better friends. Now your decision has come back to haunt you, the best thing you can do now is to forget about them. On your feet and come with me.”

Hero still couldn’t move, “I don’t understand…”

Villain stood and dismissed them with a flick of their wrist. “People are scum, [Hero]. Sooner you learn that the better off you’ll be.” Hero let the henchmen take them under the arms and drag them to a waiting van.

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