[CLOSED] a song about marilyn monroe.

[marcus owen foster]

Marc glanced over at Trez, realizing he knew more about these guys than he cared to. '-and sometimes he just starts thrashing and it's scary, Marc. I think he's gonna hurt himself..'

"She always thought the government was out to get her." He said, putting his hands in his pockets. But it didn't seem so far fetched anymore. He jumped at the knock on the door, biting his lip ring. His stomach growled again and he wanted to groan. He waited for Xander to open the door, figuring it would be rude if he did it. The three guys standing there were a lot scarier than he thought they should be.

"Marcus?" One of them asked and he nodded slowly before he was yanked out the door.

"Chill the fuck out! You can't go yanking on people!" He screamed, nearly hitting his head as he was shoved into a truck. "Oh, lovely."

[alexander 'xan' manuel steele]

Xan nodded. "Yeah, I tried picking her up-"
"And we're back online," Sean huffed, helping Trez sit up. He groaned.

Xander spun at the knock, opening the door and yelping as he was grabbed. "Watch it."

He gritted his teeth when he was shoved in beside Marcus, watching them talk with the other two before they were escorted to another truck, Trez still unsteady on his feet. "Taking the entire party," Xander mumbled under his breath, wondering what the hell they wanted. "Bad idea," He scoffed.

[marcus owen foster]

Marc put his head in his hands. The dark windows were creepy, unable to see out of them because of the tint. "Some party. We don't even have booze." He said, leaning back. He closed his eyes, chewing on his lip ring. It seemed like forever before the truck finally stopped. Maybe because he couldn't see anything was why it seemed to take so long.

He looked over at the door was opened and he was yanked out again. "When did I become a rag doll?" He asked the guy, and could tell he was smirking behind his mask. They were lined up, patted down, and finally lead into a long white corridor. The further down they got, the easier it was to hear Aubri.

"I don't know.." She cried. Marc couldn't help thinking she looked like some sort of bug in a glass dome. She looked tired, scared.

"Bee?" Marc called, but she didn't respond. It was obvious she couldn't hear them. "You're /torturing/ her!" Marc cried, gesturing towards the glass. She was lying in what was a growing puddle of blood, nothing but an IV of what Marc assumed was nutrients attatched to one of her tied down arms. She had a blindfold over her eyes, and nothing but a white sheet covering her, slowly growing red towards her hips.

"Which one of you is Xander? She keeps asking for you." The guy with the mask said, nodding towards a door guarded by two more guys.

[alexander 'xan' manuel steele]

Xander huffed as he was pulled out. When Marcus cried ot about her being tortured, Sean thrashed angrily in the arms of one of the guys, looking ready to beat the shit out of him. Trez looked on in trouble silence, still amidst collecting himself to keep from passing out.

Xander looked up at his name, frowning. Why him? Why not Marc?
"I am.." He murmured softly, staring at Aubri in disbelief. What were they doing to her?!

Sean yelped as he was struck for fighting them, falling stubbornly silent but still trying to jerk free every now and then.

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

"Well, are you going to go and see her or are you going to wait around for the rest of them to. You can't stay here forever." The guy snapped and Marc started wiggling in the guy behind him's grasp, ready to punch the guy for being a prick.

"I just want my friends.." She cried, pulling weakly against the ties on her wrists and legs. "Please let me go.." She finally fell still when she got no answer, moving restlessly on the bed. She started to cry, tugging at the clasps on her wrists.

"They're gonna be scared.. I'm scared.. Please.."

[alexander 'xan' manuel steele]

Xander's lips curled. He wasn't one to anger easily but this broke that deal entirely. Ducking past the guards, he rolled his shoulders in agitation at the urge of his wings wanting to be let out, approached slowly and brushed her hair back. "Aubri...hey..."

Sean growled, teeth gritting, blue eyes griwing brighter with every second. "What the fuck is this, some sick joke?! You can't just drag us here and not tell us what the fuck is going on!" He thrashed again.

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

Aubri tried to reach up and touch him but she couldn't move her wrists. "Can I leave? Can I go home?" She asked, her voice cracking. She moved her hips, obviously uncomfortable. "It smells like blood and bleach in here.. I want to leave.. I'm tired of the questions.. They're acting like I'm not me.." She moved her head, trying to get the blindfold down.

"We don't have to answer any of your questions." The guy smirked.

"MOTHER FUCKER YOU'RE GONNA ANSWER SOMETHING! DRAGGING HIM OUT OF THE HOUSE AFTER HE HAD A SEIZURE! YOU GOT SOME FUCKING NERVE!" Marc screamed, trying to break free of the guy again. His eyes glowed red, ready to kill the guy for hurting Aubri and dragging Trez out here.

[alexander 'xan' manuel steele]

"I dunno Bee...we haven't been told anything at all..." He eyed the blood, but she didn't seem much affected by it, and it made him wonder. He glared at one of the guys. "Why can't you just let her go?"

Sean huffed angrily, hands fisting even though his wrists were restrained. Trez was slumped half against the other guy, eyes half open as he stared at the floor, breaths shallow. "I need to sit down.." He mumbled, trying to reach to hold his head. But they had him restrained as well.

[aubri 'bee' ella-paige reed]

"Because she hasn't answered our questions." He said flatly.

"I don't know the answers! I didn't study!" She cried. "You guys are hurting me.. I want to go home.." She pulled weakly at the restraints, trying to draw her knees up.

The guy grabbed Trez by the arm, pulling him into what Marc kept thinking was a really bad version of a snowglobe. He sat him down in the corner, nodding for one of the guards to come watch him.

"I don't get it.. What did she ever do?" Marc grumbled, still fighting the guy behind him.

[alexander 'xan' manuel steele]

Xander groaned. "That doesn't help." He snapped. "It doesn't give you a right to tie her up and blindfold her!" And yet he didn't dare touch the blindfold, afraid it would get him removed. "I don't know what they asked you, Bee, but just give them some answer so you can go home.. everybody is worried.." He continued playing with her hair gently, reaching to cover her hand with his own.

Sean watched Trez slide to the ground and place his head in his hands. "You know it he goes into a fucking worse seizure because of you, you guys are liable," He snapped, pulling at his wrists again.