The Revival

(A/N: FUCK THIS ONE)

"This is the last one!" Shouted a man outside of the container, "Get her up."JJ sat in a pile of tubes, glaring at the floor.Kie kicked him gently, "What's wrong?""Nothing." He snapped.Pope sighed, shrugging at Kie.They looked at JJ awkwardly, until John B coughed, "Was it the, Rafe thing?"JJ's jaw tensed. Yes then."What Rafe thing?" Kie made a face."He stole Y/N." Pope said, thinking it was a stupid question.JJ breathed in between his teeth, sharply. "Or did he?""What?!" Kie exclaimed.John B furrowed his brow and looked over at JJ, "What..""What..." Pope's mouth dropped slightly.No one spoke for a moment. Silence, was loud."He called her his girlfriend." He hissed."Is that all!?" Kie sighed, leaning back against a crate."Yeah bro Rafe is insane, it means nothing." John B assured him."But what if it doesn't!" Argued JJ. "What if she's been all over him because he's hot and rich and fucking crazy!""JJ!" Kie snapped. "Did it ever, EVER cross your mind that she just doesn't want Rafe to hurt her?"John B nodded, "After all we've been through, Y/N would never just up and leave the pogues like that.""Never." Pope agreed.JJ sighed, adjusting his red cap, "Yeah. Yeah you're right. Rafe probably isn't easy to refuse, so."They all nodded quietly. Silently worried.

The crate started to move, and the pogues all grabbed something nearby to steady themselves. It wasn't long at all before it jolted to-and-fro down the road. A loud bang was heard. They all looked frightened by it's echoing cry. An engine started revving, bellowed out by the sound of each of the teen's heartbeats. Blood beating heavily in their ears. Kie grabbed onto one of the securing ropes, preparing for when the truck would take off. Pope started scratching at the mud on his hands as the truck bumped to a halt."We gotta be on the dock now." JJ whispered.John B shushed him.Yelling was heard around them, as a loud metallic ring sounded out from above. The clanking got louder and louder.Pope stood up, so did Kie."What is that?" Asked JJ.With a sudden jerk, both of them went tumbling to the floor, as the crate was lifted into the air.JJ looked alarmed, grabbing a chain that hung near him.Kie fell into Pope, pinning him against some crates. She cried out in alarm.John B hushed them, also panicking, grabbing onto some ropes tying down the contents."AHhh, shit!" Pope yelled, his injuries stinging and aching awfully. They were thrown around like rag-dolls, each of them grabbing onto something with all their might. Kie had managed to get herself off of the bruised Pope, lowering herself down beside a crate.More indistinct yelling was heard as the crate was slowly lowered onto the ship.The landing was uncomfortable. All four of them were tossed effortlessly into the air."You're good!" Shouted a man nearby."That's all of them!" Said another."We made it." JJ grinned.John B hit his knee, and Pope shushed him."Be quiet JJ!" Kie hissed.JJ made the face of a puppy that had just been scolded.A man beside the crate heard their noises of alarm. He stopped his walking and lent in towards the wall, listening intently. "What?" Asked his friend."I thought I heard something."The pogues held their breath.The man's friend looked suspiciously at the crate, leaning in and pressing his own ear against it.John B moved towards a air vent slowly, edging his face closer and closer...BANG!A hand slammed against it. John B ducked down, clenching his face."What? What was it?" JJ whispered.The first man stood up, peering in through the air vent. He looked around."See anything?" Asked his friend.John B didn't even blink, in fear it would make a sound.The man shook his head slowly, "Nah."It didn't take long for the venture to take off.

Y/N woke up in a bare looking room. Double bed. Rafe's suitcases littered the floor, some split open. The swaying of the boat confused her for a moment, where the hell was she!? Oh... oh wait a moment. She stumbled towards a window on the side of the boat."..Fuck." She whispered. Y/N wasted no time looking for a way out. She needed some sort of knife, maybe a coat hanger.  Oh god where was Sarah, where was JJ. Were John B, Pope and Kie okay? Shit, shit, shit. She was in the middle of the ocean... Where was her pho-A long, low horn, blasted her thoughts from her head."Okay. Okay..." She panted quietly. Y/N looked around for some kind of escape tool. How on earth would she get out of here!? Her head was drowsy and panicky, and nothing was making sense.

Meanwhile, Sarah was also waking up. In her own room. She sat there for a moment, quietly taking it all in, before rubbing the bridge of her nose between her thumb and forefinger. She stood up, turning to the window beside her bed. The sun blinded her momentarily, glaring through the porthole. Her brow furrowed at the sight of endless, grey seas. She crossed the room, past some prepped breakfast, ignoring it. "Why do they keep doing this...?" She said to herself. Sarah started yanking on the door- it wouldn't budge. "Assholes."

Y/N heard footsteps passing her door. She leapt backwards as some keys jingled. The door fell inwards, it read "room 04". In walked Rose. "Oh, you're awake..""Shut up liberty." Y/N glared."I'll never know why he loves you." She sighed."Where's Sarah?""Sleeping.""No shit. Where?""In her room.""WHERE, ROSE!?" Y/N shouted, grabbing her shoulders and slamming her into the wall.Rose gasped as the pain struck her back. The keys fell from her hand and clattered to the floor beside them, "...You can hurt me, but that'll make this whole thing ten times harder."Y/N reached towards a table, adjacent to the wall Rose was against. Her hand flew past a prepped meal of eggs and bacon, towards a cup containing stationary. Including some scissors."Y/N-""Shut up." Y/N snapped.Rose tried to push against her, "I said we should've scanned your room for weapons, Pogue." "Alrighty liberty." Y/N grinned, flicking the scissors open and slamming the door with her foot. "Let's keep all of this between you. And me." Y/N's foot wandered to the key's on the floor, "I won't hurt you, if you tell me where my friend is.""She's my daughter first." Rose replied.Y/N pressed the scissors against Rose's neck, with no intention to slash. The keys firmly set under her shoe. She let some pressure off of Rose's neck and Rose lunged forwards, pushing Y/N to the floor. The scissors went flying and Y/N quickly slipped the keys into the side of her shoe. Rose went for the scissors first.Y/N pressed a foot onto Rose's neck and looked for the key labelled "4". It was relatively easy to spot and slip off of the key ring. Y/N placed the other keys back on the floor. Leaning back to let the struggling Rose toss her backwards."Do you want any more anxiety meds Y/N? You seem stressed." Rose hung the scissors off of her thumb. "No." Y/N said bluntly."I'll be right back. With something to calm you down." She hissed.Y/N glared, she couldn't run around this ship without knowing where to go... Unless she just went. Out? Sarah would be okay for a little while... Y/N had no idea where she was going but she just knew that she needed to get out of this confined space.

Rose picked the keys up, and opened her door. Ward was on the othe-

Ward.

Was on the other side.Y/N's blood ran cold."Here. Go and see Sarah." Rose told him. "Our new member here needs to relax a bit.""What the fuck!" Y/N stood up, running to the door, just as it slammed shut in her face.

Sarah heard approaching footsteps. She was trying to jam a butter knife (something Y/N was not given) in between the door and doorframe, in hopes of unlocking it.Some keys jingled, and the door opened quickly.Sarah jumped back. She looked down at some old shoes... weirdly familiar. Her eyes ran over his appearance quickly. Each item becoming a piece of a puzzle. She just had no reference. Then she saw the her father's face."Hi sweetie." He whispered.

(A/N: FUCK THIS EPUERFHOIOEUNTIL NEXT TIME IG FUCK YOU WARD)