Highschool Rangers Apprentice AU

Chapter 8: Cliche

They were in a warehouse. A warehouse. This was so cliche, like all those tropes that people had in the movies, but Will didn't really have it in him to be surprised.

He'd come to the conclusion that Gilan was definitely involved in something. Whatever it was, it was big enough for them to have been taken by some creep in an alleyway and tied up for 'answers'.  There was no one else there, just him and Gilan, tied back-to-back, in a warehouse with flickering lights and the dripping water from a leaky pipe. Will and Gilan were sitting in chairs, with handcuffs keeping them together.

Okay, back up.

After they had had the pleasure of meeting that strange guy in the alleyway, Gilan and Will had immediately started sprinting away. Of course, they didn't make it that far before a creepy white van with no windows (why did these people have a stereotypical kidnapping van? Like THAT didn't look suspicious) pulled up in front of them. Gilan had turned and tried to pull Will away, but they had then discovered that the guy from the alleyway had been standing right behind them... with a gun.

From that point, Will and Gilan had been thrown in the van, and Gilan had trash-talked the people until he got hit over the head. Will had managed to punch the guy who did it before he and Gilan got tied up, though he'd received a punch in return.

After a long drive (why didn't people call the cops on these guys for hauling Gilan and Will away in the van???) they had reached a building, where they were unceremoniously shoved in and tied to the chairs.

"This is dumb," Gilan said.

"Yup," Will said, watching as the water from the leaking pipe fell to a puddle again. He was trying to stay calm in the face of potentially dying, thank you very much.

"I mean, the whole set-up. This dumb building is-"

"A dumb movie cliche, right? And the van-" Will added.

"Seriously," Gilan said with a huff, "These people must take notes from some dumb spy movie."

"Yeah," Will said, rolling his eyes. He felt his body relax a bit as the tension started to drain a bit. He could be calm. Gilan was definitely used to this sort of situation, so they would be able to make it out of the a-okay.

That reassurance dropped down to the pit of his stomach when the doors opened. Totally dramatic, Will thought nervously. It didn't help that this place was almost completely dark... the way shadows were clinging to almost every aspect of the room, the way the door opened and let light in, it-

Shut up, me!

"Gilan O'Carrick," the tall person at the door said seriously.

"Random stranger I've never met before," Gilan said, mimicking the other's tone, and Will could practically feel the waves of snark radiating from him.

The person scoffed and stepped closer to them. Long, smooth strides. Their face was rough and unshaven, they had a really bad haircut, and narrowed eyes. Those eyes were glaring at Will and Gilan, but Will was getting the feeling that it was directed at Gilan more than it was directed at Will.

"You," Hack Job said, reaching out behind Will and yanking (causing the chairs to unbalance and tip) "Will tell me where the new Gathering is." Was this guy pulling on the Gilan's chair?

"Well, there's a Comic-Con down at Seacliff in a few weeks, if that's what you're wondering," Gilan said. "Sounds pretty fun; I might just dig out my old Pikachu cosplay. What about you, you look like a Princess Peachh-aah!"

The guy practically growled at him, and looked like he was pulling harder, making the chairs barely keep up from falling. From his position, Will could turn his head and see the back of Gilan's head. Wait...