When I awoke, I was laying on the ground. It was dark, and I couldn't see anything. I sat up, but was kicked down by an unknown person. I felt as if my ribs were broken and when I checked for bruises, there were 18. I layed back down and could barely speak.
"Where am I?"
There was no reply. The person just kicked me again, and I started coughing up blood.
"You won't get away with this," I muttered.
"Oh, sweetheart. I already have," came a feminine, sassy voice.
I started thinking of ways for me to escape, but I had nothing. It's not like I could move anyway.
I was about to give up hope when I thought of something.
Baymax.
If I yelled "ouch" loud enough, maybe he'd hear! I know it wasn't foolproof, and most likely would end with another kick in my ribs, but it gave me hope.
"Ouch!! Ouch!! Ouch!!"
A deep voice said,
"What is she doing?"
"I don't know, but it can't be good. Gag her."
I felt a filthy rag being shoved into my mouth, and someone picked me up and tied me to a chair.
I closed my eyes, weak from hunger and the beating, and passed out.
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A 7th Hero (COMPLETED) * SEQUEL IS OUT! *
FanfictionHoney Lemon's younger sister, Caramela, comes to stay in San Franstokyo for the summer, completely oblivious to the fact that her sister is a part of the Big Hero 6. Soon she is thrown into a world full of adventures, villains, greed and heroes. Un...
