New World [Gay Chandler Riggs/1D fusion fanfic]

Chapter 18

AN: I hate cliff hangers so I wouldn't do that to you guys :D

Louis' POV

Harry, Jordan, Aurora and I stumbled into a random apartment with our four captors; our hands were tied behind our backs with plastic zip ties and we didn't try to run since one of them had a gun.  "Take a seat anywhere" the guy with the gun said specifically mentioning the couches in the sitting room. 

"Let's just try to keep this pleasant, I have a few questions and then you can walk out that door, no one has to get hurt alright?" He said as he sat in a chair facing us, holding his gun out.  "That sounds like a great plan" I said trying to keep the mood light, the guy nodded "So you mentioned you were looking for your son and his friend, you guys must be from around here right? Where are you holed up?"

I shrugged "Not too far, we're just passing through" I said, hoping that was the correct answer; I obviously didn't want to tell him where we actually lived in case he wasn't as friendly as he said he was.  The guy sighed "Ok I'll just make this real easy, let's just answer with yes or no where-"

"Dammit Charlie" one of the guys said "You dropped your breakfast and now there is apple juice all over the damn floor".  "Relax Raul, it's just a little puddle" another of the guys said "If you tell me to relax one more damn time I'll cut out your tongue and use it to clean the floor-" "Hey, Hey fellas we have guests, so try to show some manners!" The guy with the gun said.

"Anyway" the guy with the gun said turning back to us "Yes or no answers only ok? Are you from the airport?" "No" I answered truthfully. The guy made a face "See, I want to believe you, I do...but your accents, I just can't get passed them...so what I think happened is that you came here from England or something for vacation and then got stuck here. That's a shame, but no one at the airport has clean hands".

What the hell was he talking about? "We're not from the airport, we're just looking for his son and his son's friend" Harry said.  Harry and I never said we were a couple until we knew how someone would react to the news; and in this situation the last thing we needed was to get hurt because the guy didn't like gay people.  

"What about you two?" The guy said turning to Jordan and Aurora who have been letting us do the talking.  "We're just friends of theirs" Jordan said quickly "Her and I are in-laws; they're telling the truth, we're not from the airport...we actually live at the apartments on Watercress Ave and Lotus St". 

The guy nodded and stood up "That's neat that's actually close by" he said as he walked over and suddenly slapped Jordan hard across the face, so hard that Jordan's lip split and he would toppled over if it wasn't for my shoulder "Except that the building got torn down last year; good lie though, that would have worked...but that begs the question why would you feel the need the lie? We were having such a nice conversation weren't we?".  Jordan sat back up and licked his bleeding lip, I had to think of something. 

"I can probably get her to talk" a guy said who had been quiet up until this, leaning on the counter; he walked up to Aurora and ran his finger across her lower lip.  He cursed as she actually bit his thumb and drew blood "Please don't hurt her" Jordan said as he the guy pulled Aurora down the hall by her elbow, sucking on his thumb.  I didn't know what to say, the last thing I wanted was to make it worse; I felt so helpless it was infuriating, the only good thing was that my son wasn't here. 

The door closed and the guy with the gun turned back to us "You people at the airport you're pure scum you know that, rolling through here and taking everything you can-" I stopped listening as a door slowly opened behind him and Chandler carefully, slowly poked out his head; I heard Harry intake a sharp breath as he saw what I saw. 

Chandler and I made eye contact and he turned back into the room say something; he loaded his crossbow and slipped out of the room, Cole following close behind him drawing that sword that he found. They tried to close the door before Cole's dogs got out but since they were trying to be quiet it didn't work.  This could only end badly, from their point of view there was only two people, they couldn't see the one in the kitchen and they couldn't see the gun the guy had. 

Cole tried to grab one of his dogs who walked right up to the guy with the gun and sniffed his hand.  The guy jumped up and screamed, and at that moment Chandler fired his crossbow at the other guy he saw, which lodged in the guy's chest and he fell over; before dropping his crossbow and tackling the guy with the gun with his knife drawn.

The guy in the kitchen took a rolling pin and tried to swing it at Chandler, but Cole stepped out from the hallway at that exact moment and got hit in the face with the rolling pin instead; making him fall backwards, unconscious as blood flowed from his broken nose, miraculously though his glasses were undamaged.  I didn't even know what I was doing, I jumped to my feet and tackled the guy with my shoulder since I couldn't use my hands, my only thought was to protect my son.

The room was chaos filled with the sound of grunts, cries of pain the barking of Cole's dogs, Jordan and Harry tried to cut the zipties with Cole's sword that had fallen as the Chandler rolled around the floor trying to get the gun his attacker had.  The wind got knocked out of me and the guy I tackled, kicked me hard in the stomach; but seeing my son, unconscious and bleeding on the floor filled me with a primal rage that made me ignore the pain. 

The guy kicked me again but Jordan shoved him off of me, finally getting his hands free.  Picking up the rolling pin he tried to swing it at the man but the man caught it mid-air and punched Jordan hard in the stomach. 

Harry kneeled next me and cut the plastic with the sword.  "Jesus Louis" Harry said looking at my bloody wrists from where I tried to force my hands free, somehow finding time to be worried at a time like this.   "Take Cole and get out of here" I said before grabbing the sword from Harry's hand  and ran to the guy that was trying to fight off Cole's dogs, Chandler's bolt still sticking out of his chest; the guy turn to me as he saw me and that was all the opening Cole's dog needed.  One of them jumped on the middle of his chest and brought her fangs to his throat before ripping it out. 

The sight didn't even phase me, I just ran over to help Chandler, the poor lad was covered in various bruises and was bleeding all over, but was fighting for all he was worth; what was horrifying though was that Chandler a long bleeding gash in the middle of his left thigh, the blood from the wound soaking his pants well below the knee.

The guy finally won the wrestling match and pointed his gun to us after kicking Chandler as he stood up "Drop your weapons!" He shouted as he cocked the gun.  I dropped the sword and the guy's friend that Jordan was fighting scrambled away from Jordan, he seemed to have a broken jaw caused by Jordan and the rolling pin. 

"I won't forget this, one day you'll get karma and your little airport safe spot will be destroyed" he snarled as he pointed the gun at me and pulled the trigger. I flinched as I heard the bullet whizz past me and the two men ran out of the apartment.  Chandler tried to get up and chase them but as he put weight on his left leg, his leg gave out and he fell. 

"Harry" I heard Jordan gasp behind me; I turned and saw a growing red stain on Harry's shirt, but he covered it with his hand "I'm fine, from it's location it missed my vital organs" Jordan nodded before his eyes went wide "Aurora!" He shouted as he threw open the door. 

I ran after him and we found Aurora sitting on top of the chest's guy smothering him with a pillow.  Aurora looked at us when we entered, she rolled her eyes at Jordan as the guy under her struggled against her weaker and weaker. 

After Aurora's attacked died we went back to the living room where Harry was tying an old shirt around Chandler's leg, ignoring his own wound "That should hold you over until we get back". Harry turned back to us "Louis, Jordan; do you think you can carry Cole back? He's still unconscious" he said before turning to look at our son who just looked like he fell asleep with a bloody nose, his dogs laid with him as usual; one of them had blood on her muzzle and seemed completely out of place from her friendly, concerned behavior. 

We both nodded to each other and carried Cole on our shoulders, slowly limping back to the police station; Harry and Aurora both tried to offer help to Chandler but he stubbornly refused.