Chapter 2 - You One Ugly Mother-

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The newly formed group were walking through the unknown forest. They were silent for roughly half an hour before Anthony decides to break the silence.

"Sooo... how did y'all get captured?" He asks.

"Why do you want to know?" Isabella asks.

"Just making conversation. And I would like to know who the fuck dropped us out a fucking plane. Hell I'll start first if you like" Anthony says to which they all agree.

"I'm special forces, SAS to be precise, me and my team were following up on a lead on a possible terrorist plot. We arrived at the location, at first everything was nice and quiet when fucking out of nowhere we were ambushed. Three of my teammates fell in the first few seconds until we sorted ourselves quickly and returned fire, we got a fair few of the, but more of my men fell... then there was a bright light and I was falling" Anthony tells his story.

"Huh. Almost similar to me" Isabella says thoughtfully.

"How do you mean?" Alan asks.

"I'm a cartel boss if you haven't guessed. I was overseeing my boys work when the fucking pigs show up and a shootout happens right then and there. After awhile of all that shooting most of my boys were killed but then there was a bright light and I was falling too" Isabella explains.

"What sort of cartel were you leading?" Jason asked her.

"The onyx cartel" She answers proudly.

"Fucking hell. I've heard that you fellas tend to cut out peoples tongues and then feed them to your victims" Anthony says disgusted.

"Oh no no, not victims. Rivals and traitors definitely but my victims tend to have a bullet in their brains" She corrects smugly and Anthony scoffs now more disgusted with the woman.

"Well mine ain't too special," Jason says going next.

"I was hired to shoot this woman's cheating husband and I had my shot when the bright light shows" He says.

"Well I think it's safe to assume we all had a bright light before falling?" Anthony asks and, minus Y/N, everyone confirms.

"I was praying to allah with my fellow brothers," Mujal explains next.

"Then the American terrorists come to our door step and attack us and I too woke up here" Mujal spits in anger.

Then Jason laughs causing everyone to look at him.

"What's funny?" Alan asks.

"Just that this fucker thinks we're the fucking terrorists" He says jabbing a thumb at Mujal.

"You invade our lands and try to change our ways. We defend ourselves" Mujal growls.

"Sure. Defend. By hiding behind your kids" Jason spits.

"They die bravely for us and their beliefs" Mujal says getting angrier.

"Those children shouldn't have to die because your too much of a fucking coward to fight" Jason says getting in his face.

Before the two argue any further Y/N comes up to the them with an annoyed expression written all over his face.

Before any could do anything he grabs Jason's shoulder and spins him and punches him in the jaw and he goes down on his back, clutching his jaw.

Mujal, who thought Y/N was on his side, turns to him and was about to thank him but Y/N grabs his shoulders and swings his knee on to his stomach and he doubles over before Y/N throws him next to Jason.

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