Craig's/MiniLadd's POV
I twiddled my thumbs in boredom as I waited for my 'bodyguard' to show up. I hope he isn't too strict. I used to know some people from the military that were really rude and cocky. I hope this guy isn't like that... Please, don't take any offense. I have veterans in my family so I'm not dissing our solders. In fact, I'm going to Washington DC soon to visit a military memorial.
"Mr.Thompson, your bodyguard has arrived." A police man says as he walks in the room. I sigh and stand up from the chair I was in. He led me out and I almost scream in fear. That's one of the guys from the alley way! He's part of The Crew.
"Hello, 'Mr.Thompson'." The man greeted with a wicked grin, reaching for something in his pocket. No... No! He pulled out a gun and shot the police officer that was standing next to me. Everyone in the room fell to the floor, scared of being the next one to go. My eyes widened as I backed away slowly.
"Don't worry, Thompson. I'm not planning on killing you just yet. I have plans for you." He said, grabbing my wrist. I squealed as he pushed me against a wall, tying my hands behind my back. I kicked and squirmed in attempts to escape, but failed miserably.
The man pulled me off of the wall and grabbed my arm. He drug me around the room, forcing me to watch as he killed every last person that was in the room with me. "Help!" I scream, but no one hears me. "Shut up you little piece of shit!" The man says, placing his hand over my mouth. I continue to squirm which got on his nerves.
"The more you try to escape the longer you're going to live when we get back to the base, and once we get you back to the base, you'll be begging us to kill you." The man threatened while pulling a mask over his face and leading me out of the police station.
He threw me into the back of a van where three guys pulled me in and duck taped my mouth, putting a black cloth back over my head. I kicked and wiggled around which led to them tying my feet together. I try to scream but only a faint muffled noise could be heard.
As if tying my feet and hands together wasn't enough, they tied rope around my arms and chest, making sure I wasn't able to even move an inch. I receive a few punches to my head and stomach which made me a little dizzy. I trembled in fear as I felt the van speed off. What are they going to do to me?
Tyler's/Wildcat's POV
I watch as a white van speeds out of the parking lot of the police station. Who the fuck is that guy? He seems to be in a hurry, whoever he is. I sigh and walk into the police station. I froze in my tracks when I see all if the bodies littered on the floor, blood almost covering the floor completely.
The blood looks fresh... Extremely fresh. Who could've done this....? The Crew! They must have Craig! The white van! Shit! I quickly ran out of the police station and slammed my foot on the gas. I drove into the direction of the van and eventually caught up with it.
The Crew caught on to why I'm following them and they began shooting at my police car. I sped up to the point I was right next to the van. I punched the guy in the passengers seat, knocking him out. With one hand on the wheel, I opened my car door. I mentally prepped myself and jumped out of my car and into through the window of the van. "What the fuck?!" The driver exclaims, swerving a little.
I can't just knock him out because he's driving and I need to get Craig. I stuck my tongue out at him and opened the door connecting the back from the front. "Surprise bitches!" I exclaim, pulling the pistol out of it's chamber and shooting two of the guys. One on the arm and the other on the leg. The other opened the trunk doors and jumped out.
I looked down to see a man who I'm guessing is Craig, thrashing around. He has a black bag over his head and he's almost tied up from head to toe. He let out several angry, muffled words that I couldn't quite understand. I ran to his side and pulled the bag off of his head.
His face expressed a mix of anger and fear and his mouth was taped shut. "I'm going to rip this off on three, okay?" I stated, looking him in the eyes. He nodded and I smiled. "Okay, three!" I exclaimed, ripping the tape off like a band aid. "Ow! What the fuck?!" He shouted. "Hey, I said on three." I teased, pulling a knife out of my utility belt.
I cut the rope off of his feet and moved up to the one around his torso. Once I finished cutting him free, I grabbed his hand and we jumped out of the back of the van together. I closed my eyes as we both rolled on the concrete, eventually coming to a stop. I opened my eyes to see that Craig was laying on top of me.
I blushed a little, staring into his face. Craig didn't move and his eyes were sealed shut. "C-Craig Thompson?" I stuttered, slightly turned on. He didn't answer nor did he move. What's going on with me today? I'm usually not like this on jobs! I can't be thinking like this right now! I need to focus on getting Craig to a safe place!
Wait, hold on... Why hasn't Craig answered me yet. "Craig?" I questioned. No answer. Did he pass out? Does this mean I have to carry him?! Well, it wouldn't be the first time I've had to carry someone seeing as Evan, Jon, Marcel, and I go to Cockatoo's a lot. We don't cross dress, but we do get wasted.
I sat myself up and picked Craig up. I stood up with him in my arms. Should I take him to my house or should I take him to a hotel? I don't want them to discover my house if they find us, so for now I guess we can stay in a hotel. Once we're positive they can't track is I'll take him back to my house.
I sigh and walk to the closest hotel. Once we got there, the receptionist gave us a confused glare. "How much for a room? We're going to be here for a while." I muttered. She looked at her computer and began typing. "We have 8 rooms open, how long will you be staying here?" She asks. "A while." I repeat, shrugging my shoulders.
She scowled at me and handed me a room key. "You'll be in room 304 on the third floor." She says, returning to what she was doing before we arrived. I roll my eyes and carry Craig to the elevator. I eye down the buttons and frown. This is going to be difficult... I readjust Craig so that he's higher up my arms. I turn a little and push the button to floor three.
I hear a ding followed by the doors to the elevator opening. I step out and notice the sun setting. I was holding Craig so that his sleeping face was right next to the sun. Yep, this is definitely going to be interesting. I smile and look for our room number.
Once I find it, I use all of my strength to put our room key through the key hole. I unlock the door and walk in, kicking the door shut. I gently place Craig on the bed and plopped next to him. I pulled the blankets over us and drifted of to sleep.
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BodyGuard ~MiniCat
FanfictionTyler, an undercover agent for the CIA, is assigned a job as a bodyguard for a man named Craig Thompson. Craig Thompson isn't famous or special, but he knows some information about Los Santos' most feared gang that is extremely important to both the...