Runaway

Chapter 13- Here We Go Again..

      Phil couldn't sleep. This wasn't an uncommon thing, but tonight felt different. He tossed and turned, trying not to disturb the people who slept besides them. Lucky for him, there were two beds. Him sharing one with Tommy.

       He sighed, scratching his neck as he shifted to sit at the edge of the bed. Tommy sleeping peacefully besides him. He looked over at Wilbur and Techno. To see that Techno wasn't there. He frowned, getting up.

       Maybe I shouldn't go out again. I did get kidnapped last time. But what if Techno is hurt? Or dead? He sighed, guess he might at well check before the worry kills him.

       Phil opened the door, it making a small creak as he silently stepped outside. He closed it behind him and looked around, before stepping down the stairs.

      Hushed voices could be heard from the lobby, talking. He peaked around the stair case, eyes widening at the sight.

       The worker was completely knocked out, with Schlatt and another person stood over a tied up Techno.
        "Thank God no one else is booked for this inn." The other person muttered. They seemed to be an angel. "So, how long until they notice Techno gone?" They asked. Schlatt smiled,
     "Not long at all Connor." He turned around and looked directly at Phil. He froze, "yeah, I heard you." He ran back up stairs, racing back to their room to wake the others.

      A hand grabbed his leg, as he fell onto the ground. He grabbed the hard wooden floor, digging his nails into the wood in a vain attempt to stop them from taking him. Schlatt walked infront of him, leaning down.
        "This was way too easy." He muttered, pressing a cloth to his mouth. Phil didn't even get to struggle any more, as he passed out.

      Techno didn't know what to do. As he and his friend were transported to who knows where, plans ran through his head. But it was no use, Schlatt had thought of everything. The ropes were too tight to break out of. He couldn't escape without leaving Phil behind. Which he would never do, not after all they've been through.

       Soon, they arrived at a warehouse. It covered by forest with dim light peaking from the small windows. Connor hauled the door open, as he threw him down onto the floor. He hissed in pain, rolling down onto his side. Schlatt set Phil down into a chair, tying him up the same way he did with Techno. Connor slammed the door, walking over to help the goat.

       "Y'know Techno? I thought it would be way harder to wrangle this human from your grasp." He tightened a rope, brushing off his hands and turning towards him. "But. It was actually pretty easy. You must be rusty." He taunted, Connor laughed. Techno glared at him, gritting his teeth. He stepped over, kneeling down in front of him.
        "Where are you trying to sell him?" Techno asked, Schlatt smiled.
        "Well... To the taxidermy of course. They liked stuffed creatures." His heart dropped. He patted Technos shoulders standing back up.

        They were gonna kill him. He hung his head, eyes squeezed shut. They were gonna kill him, and it was all his fault. God damnit, he should have never agreed to stop here. He should have stayed awake and watched over Phil. Why did he have to be so godamn useless! That's why you trained isn't it? To be strong, useful?

       "Hey Techno, buddy. Why don't you watch as we kill him. Though, after he wakes up. Connor can you..." He snapped his head back up. The angel grabbed a bottle, opening it far away from his face. He held it up to Phil's nose, the human snapped awake. He looked around frantically, before landing on Techno.
        "Wha- where am I? What's going on?" He asked, struggling in the ropes.
        "Oh, we are gonna put on a show for Techno over here." Phil looked at him, eyes wide with fear.

       Techno looked around for anything, anything that could help him untie his ropes. heart pounding in his chest, the life of his friend depended on him. He looked back at Phil, Schlatt filling a syringe with probably poison. The purple liquid slowly filling it up before he popped it out, inspecting it.
        "Dammit..." He hissed, digging his hands into the floor. Was this it? Techno could feel his eyes sting, was he just gonna sit here and watch his friend slowly die infront of him? Then, an idea popped into his head. Right, his tusk! Maybe he could... He shifted around, bending his head down in an attempt to put his tusk under the rope. It wasn't working, the rope was a bit too far. He raised his shoulders, and tried again. A silent cheer rang in his head as his tusk went under the rope.

       Please work... Techno begged, quickly throwing his head up. The sharp end of the tusk dug into the rope as it snapped loose. He grinned, we are back in business. He stole a quick glance at Phil, Schlatt was trying to sink the syringe into his neck. But Phil was wiggling about.
       "Hold still! Connor, can you hold him?" The angel nodded, grabbing his head and holding it.

      He wiggled around, shrugging off the rest of the ropes. Now, he just needed some weapon. His eyes landed on a bundle of garden tools in the cornor. He ran over and grabbed a rake.
        "Now, watch and- wait." Schlatt stopped, grin falling. "Did he seriously escape? Oh my God... You know what?" He sunk the syringe in. "I don't care." Techno gritted his teeth and raced forwards. "Connor!" The angel turned to see him as he slammed the rake into him.

       Techno turned to Schlatt, quickly driving the rake into him, pushing him away from Phil. The syringe fell to the ground, only half of it being emptied. The goat fell to the ground, Techno holding him down with the rake.
        "You always were a terrible fighter." He growled, bringing it up and slamming it into his head. Knocking Schlatt out. Connor slowly stood up, Techno turned to him, rake ready. "You better fuck off before I end you." He hissed. "Take your friend too." Connor nodded, running over an hauling Schlatt over his shoulder before running out of the warehouse.

        He did not enjoy seeing his childhood friend again. Or, his partner in crime.

        Techno sighed in relief, dropping the rake. Thank God that was over. Wait, Phil! He snapped towards Phil, who looked deathly pale. Rushing over, he untied him. The human fell into Technos arms, body shaking.
        "Uuugh. I feel like utter shit." He muttered.
         "Just hang in there. I'll get you some medicine." Techno slowly put him on his back, making sure he wouldn't fall. "Stay awake. Don't go to sleep." He ordered, walking out of the warehouse and into the dark woods.
        "Who were... Those people?" Phil asked, voice faint.
         "That was Schlatt and Connor." Techno responded, hoping the talking would keep him up.
          "How do you know them?" Oh great, this was a questioning Techno time.
         "Well, I used to do some hitman business for quite a long time. Me and Schlatt would do some kills together, until I later on quit." Phil hummed, head rested on his shoulder. He jolted him awake, "no sleeping."
        "Mmmsorry. I just feel so... Tired. Sick." His voice was slurred and quite.
        "I know. How about you tell me about.... Some cool things in your old world." Techno suggested. He knew Phil often liked to talk about it, sometimes even getting quite passionate. He perked up slightly,
         "Ok, well...."

        "WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?" Tommy shouted, Techno slowly letting Phil down onto the bed. Wilbur jolted awake at his yelling.
        "What's going on?" He muttered. His eyes landed on Phil, eyes widening. "What's wrong with Phil?" He asked. Techno sighed,
        "Don't worry, I got the antidote." He pulled out a small bottle that he got from the hospital. Which was something he had to stop at to get it. He poured some into the cap and lifted the liquid into Phil's mouth. "Drink." It slowly disappeared into a gulp as he drank. "You can sleep now."
        "Good." Was all Phil said before he knocked out.
         "So Techno." Will turned to him, arms crossed. "What happened?" He sighed,
        "Well...."

       "Damn. You took two people down with a rake?" Tommy commented, a grin on his face. Techno nodded,
        "Yeah, they didn't stand a chance." Wilbur sighed,
        "Great. So now you and Phil have killed people. Wonderful." He shrugged,
        "Sorry. But if it makes you feel better, I did it years ago." Will smiled,
        "It's fine Techno. I honestly don't care anymore, just, try not to murder." He let out a dramatic sigh,
        "Okayyy, I guess......"