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Edited: August 16, 2007

Problems fixed: Spelling mistakes, added in small sentences

In Jack's Clutches

I sat outside, not knowing why I was there. It seemed as though I were waiting for something, but what. It was 11 at night, I couldn't possibly be waiting for the sun to rise, could I? Or was I waiting for someone to come out and tell me to go to bed? Maybe I was waiting for someone to try and rob us of our shen-gong-wu. Who knew. All I knew was that I was outside alone, waiting.

Then, a noise came. It sounded like a . . . helicopter? I couldn't quite think straight. If I had, that probably would've saved me.

When I finally looked up, I saw three robots heading towards me. Jack-bots. I registered that fact too late. One pushed me to the ground. It came forward and held me down. Another one came up, holding a cup of blue stuff. It forced my mouth open, and I had to swallow. The last one pulled out what looked like a strait-jacket. It wrapped around me, and pulled me into the air.

My last thought before I fell asleep was, 'God, this stuff works fast.'

(-)

I woke up to see someone's face above mine. Red hair, spiral goggles. I knew who it was.

"Spicer?" I was praying it was a dream.

"Yup. Your in my added on room to my lair," he looked extremely proud.

"So, were you planning on kidnapping just me, or the first person you could find?"

The answer didn't surprise me. "You. Girls are easier to kidnap. No upper-body strength."

"Who are you saying has no upper-body strength?"

"You."

"Who always needs robots to fight their battles?"

"Hey, that's a trick question!"

"Shouldn't have put yourself into that position by saying I have no upper-body strength." I sat up and looked around. Whatever he gave me definitely was wearing off. It felt like it was still night, but there was no way to be sure. There were no windows.

Jack looked at me. "Uh, Kimiko, what are you looking for?"

I came back to earth, and asked, "What time is it?"

"Three in the morning. In fact, I'm going to bed. The door's locked, so don't even think of trying to run off. Plus," he grinned, "I'll be in here."

I finally looked up. The cot was like a bunk bed. Lovely, I thought. Jack's gonna be sleeping on the cot above mine. Wonderful.

"Why can't I sleep on top?" I tried to look as innocent as possible.

"Because it's my lair," came the simple answer. Jack began to climb on the top, and I could tell when he actually laid down. "Night, Kimiko."

I sighed and replied, "Night, Spicer."

I couldn't go to sleep no matter how hard I tried. For one, Jack snored. And two, I was a kidnap victim. Not something you could get over in a matter of minutes.

I got up, and walked around the room. There was another door, but I didn't care where it led to. I didn't care that I was wandering around pointlessly. I just cared about when the others were going to find me. I hoped it would be soon. I mean, they can't be that retarded, could they?

Then, I decided to think about what I'd be doing later on today, if I was locked up in this room. All it had was the cot, and a table. Not much to do. And I wasn't going to sleep all day. I have to move. Unlike most people, I didn't like sleeping all day.

I looked up at Jack. Even though it was completely dark, his bright red hair seemed to glow. I shook my head. Jack was pathetic. Sleeping there, not even realizing that his prisoner wouldn't stay in one place. I sighed. I couldn't believe I allowed myself to be kidnapped. And by Jack Spicer! I mean, no one could sink that low, but somehow I did.

An evil voice popped into my head. Maybe you wanted to get kidnapped. Maybe you wanted to fall into Jack's hands.

I shook the thought out of my head. Why on earth would I want to fall into Jack Spicer's clutches?