#Enara and Theo are not having fun

[another-aspiring-writer]

Maybe the Dinner Date was a Mistake

Hi! Thank you all for your support so far! This week has been really busy for me, but I managed to fit some time in for writing. So, here’s the next part of my story.

CW: guns, threats of death, stab wounds, blood, drugging

I think that’s everything, but please let me know if I missed anything!

“I don’t think my legs have ever fallen asleep this badly before.” Enara shifted in her seat, trying to stop the sharp, tingling sensation running up and down her legs.

Theo laughed, “Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. Did they really have to say they’re not coming back for three hours?”

“Literally, they could have just done an hour. Maybe an hour and a half. Eli and Zoe must be asking for it.”

“I’m honestly about to follow my legs and fall asleep myself,” Theo sighed. He stretched as best he could with only one limb free. “It’s been, what? Two hours?”

Enara nodded, “About that. It gave us plenty of time to plan payback. I really hope they aren’t uncomfortable in small, dark spaces.”

“Oh, you think they would get mad if we dropped some spiders in there?”

Enara grinned. The possibilities for what they could do were endless. Many of them would result in serious repercussions when they got back to base, but they weren’t landing on using those. Not yet at least. It would depend on how far Eli and Zoe took things.

A gunshot echoed from outside the room. Enara tensed, her free hand closing around the fork on the table — the only weapon she had. Across from her, Theo did the same. There was a second shot, a third, then a fourth. The atmosphere in the room became tense as silence fell in the building.

The door swung open after what felt like an eternity, revealing two men armed to the teeth. Eli stood between them, his hands on his side. Blood was leaking out between his fingers to stain his hands and shirt.

“Shit!” Theo leaned as far as he could, trying to get out of his restraints. “Eli, what, what happened?”

One man shoved his shoulder, sending Eli stumbling to the ground. He fell with a shout, landing at Enara’s feet.

“Eli!” She cried, straining in her restraints.

“I’m okay,” he whispered in between ragged breaths. “Ow, fuck. No, I’m- this fucking hurts.”

The man laughed, “Look at that. They’re all wrapped up for us already.”

The other man stepped forward, a hand casually resting on his gun. “Try anything, and the blond one gets a bullet in his head to go along with the stab wound.” He pointed the gun at Eli, “And put the forks down. It’s a valiant effort, very cute. But if you want him to live, you’ll go with us. Cataclysm wants you, but the director didn’t specify how many needed to be breathing. So, don’t try any tricks.”

Enara glanced at Eli. He was too pale. If her team had more experience fighting Cataclysm, maybe they would stand a chance. But as they had never met any of their agents on the field, she had to do what these men said until she got a chance to fight back. At least the men didn’t appear to have Zoe. That gave them a fighting chance. Enara set her fork on the table and glared at the men.

The man waved the gun at Theo, “You too, lover boy. Put the knife on the table and then place your hand on your chair.” Theo’s hand tightened around the fork, knuckles turning white before he complied. “Good. Now, my associate and I are going to cuff your hands behind your back and you are going to let us. Capeesh?”

They moved quickly, undoing the cuffs on the chairs with a key ring clearly taken from Eli. Enara and Theo were pulled to their feet, their wrist cuffed again behind their backs, and then gags were shoved into their mouths. Enara’s legs burned at the sudden movement, every nerve sending sparks through her body as the circulation flowed uninterrupted again.

Eli cried out as he was pulled from the ground by his arm. The man tightened his hand around Eli’s arm and pressed the gun to his head. “Walk, slowly. Don’t try anything and do exactly as we say. All three of you will survive this if you just listen.”

The other man pointed his gun at Theo and Enara as they walked out the door. There was a short hallway between them and the doors to outside. Their footsteps on the tile floors and Eli’s heavy breathing were the only sound in the building. Enara tried to think of something, anything she could do to stop them. There had to be something. She just needed to think.

Zoe would appear soon. She’d come in, guns blazing, and save them. Then they could get Eli to a hospital. She had to be there. She had to just be waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Enara knew Zoe wouldn’t abandon the team. Would she?

Theo pushed the door open with his shoulder before turning to the men. They gestured to a nondescript black van with some sort of logo on the side. Maybe for a florist? Enara blinked, her vision blurring. When had she started crying?

One of the men opened the door to the back of the van, and Eli was forced into the back. Enara felt something pinch her neck before seeing the men throw two empty syringes onto the cracked concrete. She stumbled into the side of the van, suddenly unable to keep her balance. They hauled her into the van, dropping her on top of Theo.

“We just gave you a little something to keep you docile. It’s not enough to knock you out, sadly, but you won’t have any balance for the next few hours.” the man smiled before closing the doors. The last thing Enara saw before they were plunged into darkness was the empty parking lot light by a flickering street light.

The engine started with a rumble and the van took off. Enara rolled off of Theo, pushing herself against the side of the van. Her jaw ached from the gag tied too tightly around her head. Everytime the van hit an uneven stretch of road, Eli cried out from the movement. Enara wasn’t doing much better herself. It felt like she was trapped on a roller coaster that had no exit. Every bum on the road, every turn or stop made her dizzier until she was sure she would throw up.

“I’m sorry,” Eli whispered. “If I had-ah- hadn’t agreed to Zoe’s plan then we wouldn’t have been there. S’my fault we got caught. And then I told Zoe she could go back to the hotel to take a shower. I should have told her to stay. She could’ve … she, she could’ve done something to stop them. We could have taken them. Fuck. Or she would have gotten killed. My fault, all my fault.”

Enara shook her head. This wasn’t his fault, but there he was, blaming himself. She wanted so badly to tell him that, but the stupid gag wouldn’t let any words out. Her wrists ached from the cuffs, arms now falling asleep almost as soon as her legs stopped feeling like there were ins and needles in them.

It was better that Zoe wasn’t there. She would find them, she had to. Another team had already gone missing in the fight against Cataclysm. If anyone could find them, it would be Zoe.

She hoped she was right, but another part of her brain, maybe the more logical side, told her she wasn’t. Secondary location, she thought. It was never good to end up at a secondary location. The chances of being found after were significantly lower. This wasn’t good.

The van jerked to a stop, sending Enara across the floor of the van. Warm liquid seeped into her shirt — Eli’s blood. This was bad. She didn’t know how long stab wounds took to bleed out. Suddenly, that field medicine class she’d been offered two years before sounded like a good idea. Why had she turned that down and taken parkour lessons instead? The reality of her situation was crashing down around her. She’d taken her safety for granted when she was younger. Why would she throw herself into danger so recklessly before? Enara certainly didn’t feel invincible now.

Dim light filtered into the back of the van as the doors were opened. She flinched, closing her eyes at the addition of new senses to her already overwhelmed body.

The men laughed, pulling her out of the van before unceremoniously dumping her onto the ground. Her shoulder slammed into the concrete, ripping a scream from her.

Theo pulled weakly against his restraints as he was led from the van. It looked like he was on the verge of passing out. Enara thought that wouldn’t be such a bad idea, a nap sounded amazing.

There were footsteps and then they were surrounded by more men. Heels clicked on the cement before a woman stopped inches from Enara’s head. She looked down at Theo and Enara with a smirk.

“Hello little lovebirds,” she smiled, blood red lips parting to reveal perfectly white teeth. “Welcome to Cataclysm.”

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#Enara and Theo are not having fun #neither is Eli #capture #drugging cw #stabbing cw #y’all get to meet my favorite character soon and I am excited #Mari’s spy story #can you tell I don’t know how medical stuff works? #because I don’t