Hi all :) OK, I'm a bit nervous cos this is my first HSM fic and I really want it too be good. Just to warn you, this will be a dark fic as those are my fave kind! There will be some violence and swearing coming up in later chapters! Oh and its Troycentric cos he's my fave character!

BTW, I don't have a beta reader for this story so all mistakes are mine. Im English so if ive used UK slang or got the Amercian slang wrong, please forgive me and point out the mistakes cos I want to correct that in the future! OR if there was someone willing to beta for me, it would make my day and I'd be so much more confident! I just want to make sure I get the characterisations right!!

Thanks for reading then and enjoy!

Chapter 1

Troy Bolton stood on his girlfriend's porch, clutching some flowers in his right hand. He whistled contently as he rang her doorbell. He heard noise from inside, the sound of someone inapparently rushing down the stairs. Judging by the banging and rustling involved, it would seem that they were in hurry! The door was finally flung open and he smiled into the happy face of his beautiful girlfriend, Gabriella Montez.

"Troy! You're early!" She scolded, playfully.

He gave her a guilty smile. "Couldn't keep away. You ready?"

She gave him a stern look.

"Well, I'm not done yet. If I say a time, that's what I mean. Come back in ten minutes will you?"

His smile faltered for a second. She wasn't being serious was she?

Gabriella kept the act up as long as she was able, before her face broke and she hooted with laughter, clapping her hands in delight. "You thought I was for real, didn't you?"

He chuckled and looked down. "Yeah, very funny." He mumbled. "I admit it, you got me."

Shaking her head, she pulled him into a tight embrace and as they released each other, Troy leaned down, kissing her softly on her lips. He stepped back, enjoying that embarrassed giggled she did after each time he kissed her. It didn't matter that they had been together a year now. He still adored her just as much as he had done from the day they met.

He held up the flowers. "For you, my lady."

Another little giggle. "Why thank you, kind sir." She replied, putting on a squeaky English accent. She curtsied and took the flowers from him. He remembered last summer, when they had worked together. The vacations had started so well, the two of them laughing and messing about. Before it had all turned sour. He didn't want to think about that time now. Things were great between Gabriella and him now. And he wanted it to continue.

She admired the flowers. "They're lovely, thanks."

"No problem," he said. "Happy anniversary."

"Happy anniversary," she repeated and they kissed again.

Afterwards, Troy sighed. "So, what do you want to do tonight then?"

Gabriella tutted him. "Your dad won't be happy. Staying out late on the eve of a big game!"

Troy shrugged. "I can stay up past my bedtime for special occasions you know. This qualifies. And I'll be fine for the game, don't worry about it."

Gabriella nodded. "OK, shall we stay here then? My Mom will be out for ages tonight so we'd have the house to ourselves." Her smile was teasing. He loved it.

"Sounds good."

She moved aside to allow him entry. As he went to walk by her, Troy suddenly froze. He glanced over his shoulder, into the shadows. There was nothing there. He could have sworn he had heard a slight noise from close behind him, not for the first time just recently. But, every time he looked, there was nothing to be seen. If he scared easily, he would start to wonder if he was being followed? Or maybe, he was just going mad?

"Troy?" Gabriella asked. "You OK?"

Deciding he was not only being a class A wimp but also a bit stupid, Troy turned back to her and grinned. "Yeah, thought I heard something over there, that's all. It's cool."

Gabriella looked over to where Troy gestured. She couldn't see anything but her street was very dark, with only a couple of streetlights.

"Let's get inside Gaby, yeah?" Troy urged her.

She gazed back at her beloved boyfriend. He looked completely spooked. And it usually took a lot more than shadows to scare Troy Bolton. Now Gabriella was unnerved.

She took her boyfriend's hand and rubbed his arm.

"OK, c'mon."

And, to Troy's obvious relief, the two of them headed into the house and closed the door behind them.

X

When the two lovers were out of sight, the watcher walked quietly out of the shadows. Puffing on a cigarette, the man kicked at a stone, letting it skip along the ground, causing the same low scraping sound that had so freaked out Troy. The man smiled as he regarded the large house before him.

"Enjoy your last night of freedom, kid." The man muttered. "Seeing your girl there, I bet you will!"

Chuckling, he stubbed the cigarette out under his boot, retreated back into the shadows and continued to wait.

It was nearly showtime.

X

Troy and Gabriella were sat on her couch, watching television. Some boring slasher movie was on but Troy wasn't interested in it. He stole another couple of glances at Gabriella. He hair was curling around her chin, like he always adored.

"Troy, stop looking!"

He blushed. "Sorry."

"Nah, it's OK. But we're watching a scary movie and if you keep staring at me, it's so gonna bother me!" She held a hand up to him, baring his view, to prove her point.

"Whatever," he said, settling further back into his seat.

Gabriella sighed and then turned to look at him. "Troy, are you bored?"

He put on a shocked look. "Eh, No. Really, so not bored! It's just... this movie is just a bit samey, you know, when you've seen one of these kinda movies, you've seen 'em all."

Gabriella tossed her head. "OK, fine, We don't have to watch the movie. What else do you wanna do?"

With a soft, sexy smile, Troy leaned into her, pressing his lips against hers. Gabriella moaned with satisfaction as their kiss became more passionate. She felt Troy move closer to her and put his arms around her, laying her head gently back against the cushion on the armrest of the couch. Putting his hand inside her blouse, he began to kiss her down her neck. She looked up at the ceiling, her eyes unfocused.

As he covered her mouth with his again, suddenly Gabriella got cold feet. She pulled away from Troy, knocking his hand away. Troy stopped immediately, terrified he had gone to far.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "That went a bit far."

"No, it's fine," she stuttered, her cheeks flushed. "I'm just not sure what time Mom gets back. I wouldn't want her to walk in on us."

Troy looked down, ashamed. "Gabriella, I wouldn't have gone further than you felt comfortable with, you know that, right?"

She didn't answer right away, She wrapped her arms more tightly around herself and returned her eyes to the TV screen, trying to unjumble her thoughts.

Troy stood up. "I get it. No problem. I should go anyway. Gotta big game tomorrow."

Grabbing his jacket, he hurried to the front door, trying not to look at Gabriella.

"Troy! Wait!" Gabriella implored, rushing after him. "I didn't mean.. I was just thinking..."

"It's cool, Gaby, honest." He opened the door, giving her a quick peck on her cheek. "See you at school tomorrow."

And he was gone.

Gabriella went to call out after him but stopped herself. He was embarrassed and not in the mood to talk. She would put things right in the morning. She needed him to know that she did trust him and was ready to move things along. It had been a year after all and all they had done was kiss and cuddle. But she was nervous. She just needed to take things slowly. But how do you let a guy know that without him getting the wrong idea – just like Troy had just done?

Gabriella sighed and glanced at the her watch. Just gone 21.00. So much for their great big romantic anniversary evening! With a heavy sigh, Gabriella pushed the door shut.

X

Troy glanced back at the house he had just left. Maybe he could just nip back and put things right? He hated arguing with Gabriella. Arguing was such a waste of time! He decided against it. Gabriella was feeling a bit hassled by him and he didn't want to make that any worse. So, he turned tail and walked down the street.

The Wildcat didn't hear the footsteps behind him until it was too late. Just as the sound behind him got louder and he began to feel panicky, a large sweaty hand came out of nowhere and covered his mouth. He tried to yell out in shock but not a squeak was heard.

The man brought his lips to Troy's ear and hissed, "You make a sound and you get hurt. Is that clear?"

Troy paled. This was bad.

He was shaken violently. He moaned.

The man spoke again. "I asked you a question, kid. Nod if you understood."

Troy nodded. Fear coursed through him.

"Good boy. We're going for a little ride. Remember, no trouble."

Next thing Troy knew, he was being dragged backwards. Was this man actually trying to kidnap him? Why would someone kidnap him? It wasn't like his parents were loaded. He heard a beeping noise and knew the man had unlocked a car.

Oh God, he was really going to be taken somewhere by this guy!

As Troy was pushed towards an open door, he began to fight back, kicking and hitting any part of the man he could get too. The man grunted in annoyance. Troy could feel that this was a very big guy and Troy was certainly not going to do him any damage. Thinking quickly, he pulled off his watch, smashed it and tossed it on the ground, not seeing where it fell. The guy didn't notice, he was more concerned about someone being alerted by the noises they were making.

"Sorry kid," the man whispered and the last thing Troy felt was a sudden pain on the back of his head. He registered how much his head hurt before everything went black.

TBC

I hope you liked that! Please comment. Comments are good and make the plot bunnies flow more for me! :) Will hopefully have the next part up soon :)