29: Charles Calvin

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"B-Burt..?"

Sven felt the person behind him shake and took that moment to rush back to Burt's side, whirling around to this 'Charles'.

He had a bright red headset on.

It kinda looked like Burt's, but red and more vibrant.

He had a green jacket on, unzipped, with a creme fluffy collar.

The jacket had multiple patches on it, like a rainbow patch, a starred patch, and a golden pin that said 'Charles Calvin' on it. It had three golden stars over it.

He had red shoes, dark grey pants, and withering green eyes.

A helicopter landed behind him, and a person hopped out.

They had grey eyes, a brown jacket, and a white shirt on under it. He had jeans on.

His brown jacket had a badge on that said 'Henry Stickmin'.

"What's wrong, Charles?" they asked with a growl.

"I-I-I-" Charles stammered, lowering his gun.

Henry's fierce grey eyes travelled to Sven and Burt, then narrowed.

He unholstered a gun from his jacket and pointed it at Burt.

"So... You're Charlie's brother, eh?" He raised a brow. 

"Was," Burt muttered. 

"Before you shamefully betrayed his trust in you!" Henry snapped.

"Leave him alone!" Sven shouted.

"And who are you?"

"Sven Svensson."

Henry snorted.

"Shut up, I'm natively Swedish." Sven raised his pistol.

"And I'm the leader of the Toppats, so you'd best call off this mission before I fill you with bullets," he snapped.

"It's not my choice to call this off or not," Henry spat. 

"Then who's is it?"

"Hubert Galeforce's."

"Burt," Charles growled.

"What do you want?"

"Hand over the leader of the Toppats."

"Why would I do that?"

"Because I'm your brother. Blood's thicker than water, Burt."

Blood roared in Sven's ears, feeling the pistol pointed at him like it was the only thing near him.

"Good thing we're not bloodline-related then."

Charles sighed.

"Burt, why are you making this so hard for me..?" he asked quietly. "It's not that I want to shoot you. It's that it's my job to take you down. It's not personal, I swear."

"Oh, that makes me feel so much better," Burt growled sarcastically.

"Burt, please. Forgive me, I don't want to do this!" Charles exclaimed.

"That doesn't mean you won't!" Burt hissed.

Sven swallowed.

Charles stared into Burt's eyes, and finally replied.

"Fine. I won't shoot. On one condition."

"And what is that, Charlie?"

"You come back to the government with me, and I'll leave the Toppat clan alone. I just want my brother back." Charles was almost crying at this point.

"Never!" Burt snarled.

"If you choose not to, I will make sure the entire Toppat clan is arrested. And he..." Charles pointed at Sven.

"Dies."

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