THE UNDERLINGS | VI X FEM!OC

TEN

[CHAPTER TEN]

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        "SILCO'S GOONS AREN'T FAR BEHIND," Caitlyn whispered, all that was to be heard was Vis grunts and the background chatter of their approaching enemies, the pink haired girl had been clinging on to Amaya for dear life as soon as she was hauled into her arms, her pain was evidently getting worse and worse, "We have to keep moving."

Amaya panted, now suddenly aware of the physical strength needed to hold up Vi, but she continued to shuffle forward, for her fatigue was worth not getting caught by Silco, "What the hell is that?" She said, gazing up at  a great big purple light up sign.

"The sign."

"No shit it's a sign- I meant what is it for?"

"How am I meant to know, you're the one from here."

"Guys, I don't care, just help me to the edge." Vi gritted, desperate for the pain of her wound to cease, Amaya nodded, and walked in the direction of the edge, complying with the girls wishes. Looking down, Amaya could see it was a large drop, she swallowed. Vi untangled their arms, as she mentally prepared herself to parkour down to the ground.

"Can you do this in your-"

She jumped, completely bottling it after the first ledge, Amaya cringed at the pain that must of caused her wound, but- she immediately went in after to make sure she was okay. Caitlyn was quick to follow, "shit."

The rusty metal creaked under the weight of Amaya, as she expertly made her way to the floor, unaware of who was watching them as they did so.

"Vi! Are you okay down there?" She called.

"I was stabbed-"

"Yeah and I have nine fingers this isn't the trauma wars babe."

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Opening the door to his daughters room, Marcus's heart nearly dropped to his stomach. To his horror, Silco and a few of his goons, sat in her room, playing with her. The daughters soft giggles echoed through the room, as she has no clue how dangerous these men really are.

"Ah, about time daddy joined us," his raspy voice haunted the mans ears, it was something he only ever heard in his nightmares, "You were so busy, little Ren here saw me in."

"Let's talk outside," Marcus immediately said, desperateness etched into his tone.

"Can't you see we're playing?" Silco replied, the sentence seemed innocent, but behind those eyes were only sinister intentions, "You remember our old friend Vi, don't you? Vander's daughter. She was about your age." He pointed at Ren, "Her father went in a long trip, and daddy here assured me that she left with him. But it seems she never made it. Isn't that sad? Could you imagine being separated from your father?"

"She's... in a safe place."

"She's in The Lanes," Silco spat.

"That's not possible."

"There were two enforcers with her. Two girls roughly the same age." The man gave Marcus a side eye.