Jack Brewer - Assaggio, Italian restaurant - 9:26 (PM)
I sigh and lift my head up to look him straight in the eye, his penetrating gaze tempting me to turn my head.
But that's what he wants, he wants to win, and he wants to show the world when he does.
I take a step towards him, my face never giving away the fear I feel and my heart thumping almost out of my chest.
''No, I'm exactly where I need to be'' I speak with all the courage I forgot I had and drop my hand to grab the nearest thing possible in the least amount of time, and throwing him at him.
He catches the utensils and laughs, shaking his head and throwing the utensil towards the wall, creating a crack in it.
He goes back to his position, any sign of fear nowhere to be found.
''I must admit, I thought you would never have the guts to show your face'' his deep chuckle fills the room again, and chills run through my body.
''Well here I am'' I smirk and take a step towards him, my body battling against my natural instincts to attack him.
''I see. And what do you think you'll find exactly? Apart from a very visible bruise tomorrow, that is''
''You know exactly what I want. And I want it now.'' He takes his time to draw an imaginary circle around me with his feet, walking around me In the most serious way.
No man has ever been so sure of himself, I'm sure.
''But you're not going to have it'' He says suddenly, his feet stomping as his visual control was over. I tried my best attempt to grab his arm and twist it, but all he did was grab my hand in between his and twist it slowly, the pain circulating in my whole body.
I kicked his ankles and simultaneously pulled my hand away from his grip, succeeding.
He was about to fall, but quickly turned it into a well finished back flip.
This man's skill is unbearably good.
My thoughts are cut off by two men grabbing me from behind, almost locking me, not allowing me to move.
''You're a smart man, Mr. Brewer, I'm positive about that'' How does he know my name? ''But your young mind will never be able to beat mine. I've had training, lived in any horrendous scenario and torture that any man could think about, and have spent years understanding how spies work. Your friend, Crawford right? Smart girl, comes from a great family. Well, a great name anyway, she was never very happy as a child, never got up to their standards. She's probably already trapped between the two men I set up at my home. See, everyone is just too...predictable for my liking'' I stare him right in the eye as he gesticulates and speaks at the same time, his face never loosing his terrifying gaze.
''That's too bad, never thought you'd trick me'' As soon as I hear that mocking voice followed by a laugh came in the room, a breath I didn't even know I was holding breathed out, relief like never before flooding my veins.
Before Johnson could realize what was happening, she threw a kick towards his face, which he caught, and she twisted her leg fast but easily, that way he would flip.
I took advantage of the situation and the huge men's distraction to pull out of their grip, jumping in the air and double-kicking them.
The fight kept going and going, kicks and punches thrown in the air, blood extended everywhere and heavy breaths and weird fighting sounds filled the room.
Me and Kim made a collaboration and threw down the two men, making them faint.
We turn around and face Mr. Johnson, his eyes wild.
He looked at us and nodded, then quickly pulled out a gun but slowly steadied it.
''I really don't think it should be allowed for you to come in and try to sabotage my life's work.'' he said in a slight mock tone, the gun still pointed towards both of us somehow.
''But your life's work is something that could ruin us. It could ruin the whole world.''
''And you know that how? I am almost completely sure you don't even have a fat idea of what my scheme is. And I'm not intending on you to find out.'' He slightly smirks, then his finger threatens to pull the trigger.
But Kim has another idea in mind, and so do I. We look at each other and sigh, much to Johnson's amusement.
But it doesn't last long as Kim kicks the gun out of his hand just as he pulled the trigger, dodging it by little.
Relief shot through me before I made a run for a work container sitting on the floor at the other end of the freezer that I just now noticed, and made my way to grab it.
As my mission is accomplished, Kim and I kick him to the ground, kick him right above the stomach, then on it. I kick his face once more for satisfaction, then make a run for it.
We weren't planning on killing him, just keeping him still long enough to escape.
We went out from the small window that was positioned on top of the room, the one that saved my life by letting Kim find it, and as the cold air hit our bodies we dropped out head towards the wall, sighing happily.
I raise my head again and read the document in my hand.
The cover said 'Top Secret, Plan B.'
So if this is plan B, and he was so protective over it...
How's plan A?
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Halo.
Hey guys, so this chapter kept refusing to post itself so for the first time ever this technically isn't my fault (yeah I wish)
Hope you guys liked this chapter, the next chapter will probably focus more on Kick (I basically go on a pattern, one chapter Kick, one chapter action lol)
Qotd: fav youtuber ?
Aotd: Shane Dawson; Twaimz; Tyler; Dan&Phil; Rclbeauty101.
What if Leo and/or Liv had a YouTube account? I'd be crying rn.
Bye Kicksters🌸
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