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Rage was infallible. Massacre of the enraged however was beyond simple measures of words.
Gabe swore up and down that he would make sure everything would go according to plan. It had to go to plan in order for the next chain of events to run smoothly. This was never planned. Irreversible, unreliable, irrevocably downright stupidity of a pawn—a pawn who has now put a clear size red stopping sign for what was to come next.
Sure, Gabe lacked patience, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to contain his greatest envoy of desires by playing the long run. He had everything set in motion. Dodge was dead, or so the Lockes thought. Ellie was entrapped in the Omega gateway, who looked like Dodge. The Lockes were blindly oblivious—consumed by their ignorance. They thought Gabe was gone. Boy we're there wrong.
Everything was going right, until now.
"Where is she?" Despite how calm Gabe seemed, he was burning with a seething rage inside, his eyes rooted to the chains on the floor, void of the hands he sought and red flaming hair he looked forward to seeing everyday.
Eden remained speechless, but the lack of subject was due to terror of being punished. A punishment that went beyond simple threats. She stood clear cross from him, enough distance so if the time came, she could make a run for it. Hand edging to the door if predicting any second his cool exterior would snap—what came next, she could only imagine the worst pain beyond hell fire. She knew she screwed up the moment she went to go see what was taking Max so long. She knew she screwed up the moment she even stepped foot in the cabin and went against Gabe's word. Against his charge. Challenging his leadership.
She knew she screwed up and she knew there was nothing that could fix it now. Max was gone and now doubt was telling her siblings that Dodge had taken her hostage, who was very much alive. And it was all Eden's fault because she simply was bored.
Apologizes wouldn't amend any hopes now, nor would the chance to gain Gabe's favored side.
Dodge's ultimate plan was shit.
And it was all Eden's fault.
She held her breath, worried even the faintest inhale might make him snap. Shockingly, Gabe remained composed, his shoulders tense and his face arguably stoic. He then kneeled down, stroking the chains in reminisce. And then he let out a long breath, standing slowly to face a trembling Eden who swore up and down she would be loyal and only loyal to Gabe, minus the bitchy attitude.
"Okay," Somehow, someway, that one word made Eden finally breathe, like a relief she never knew. Gabe clenched his jaw, rubbing his chin with furrowed brows. His eyes tightened as he seemed to try to work through what came next. How to fix everything. "It would seem I underestimated your competence—I'm going to have to take things into my own hands now."
"I-I'm s—" Eden began, lips quivering as she sought Gabe's forgiveness, only coming short of his abrupt hand shooting out before it curled around her jugular, cutting off her oxygen.
