DAVE'S POV:
I opened my eyes. Excruciating pain at my back whenever I moved, even a little. The whipping that I took earlier from the talon-bladed whip was still fresh in my memory.
I muttered a curse word in Italian, as I looked around for the asshole Sheeman. He wasn't in the room.
"Don't bother looking for him," Nathan said, beside me, bound to a chair. He was bleeding as well. "He went to take a breather. They will be back soon to finish us off."
"What the hell happened to you, Nathan?"
"Remember Franco, that mad doctor? He stabbed two knives into both of my thighs and basically slowly carved deep gashes in me. I kicked him, and well Sheeman decided to rearrange my face, but that didn't work. That little shit!" Nathan spat. "Don't talk about me, let's talk about you. Fuck, that was intense, bro!"
"I know," I said softly.
"I'm sorry bro. I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything," he said, shaking his head. "I'm all talk. It was so intense when I saw Sheeman whip you with those blades man. That hurt!"
"Where is Cheymayne and Isabelle?" I groaned. "I don't even want to move. It hurts."
"Just wait," Nathan told me. "I have a feeling that they're nearby."
"Salvarci dio," I muttered.
The door opened.
ISABELLE'S POV:
The place Nathan and Dave were kept hostage was an abandoned warehouse. There were no guards, which was surprising. All the same, Cheymayne and I took extra cautious steps. We didn't have the time to get captured. We had to save the boys.
Cheymayne did a hand signal, showing that she would head first, and I would cover her back. I nodded, and she pushed open the door, swinging inside.
I rolled in, back-to-back with Cheymayne. We didn't know what was going on in here, and it was best not to take chances. We didn't even know how many of them were there.
Cheymayne stopped me. She placed her finger at her lips, and I listened. I could hear the sound of a door being opened, and footsteps. There were two set of footsteps. Two men.
I listened for more footsteps, but found none. I nodded at Cheymayne. It was safe to advance.
I was pretty sure that there were only two people in the warehouse, and those two people had walked into a room. We located the room soon enough, and we stood at both sides of the door. I could hear voices talking.
"I hate you, you know that, Sheeman? I hated you ever since you walked in the Palace as Gonzales," I heard Dave's voice shout. I was thrilled. He was still alive. What about Nathan?
"Were you scared that I would take your girlfriend away?" Gonzales, or Sheeman answered.
"Fuck you man. Dave will always be with Isabelle," I heard my stupid, dumb brother say.
"Shut up, or I will impale you with this knife," I heard another voice warn Nathan.
My blood turned cold. The other man was armed with a knife that he was threatening to stab into Nathan. We had to be careful. Cheymayne had heard the conversation as well.
We nodded at each other. I kicked the door open.
DAVE'S POV:
"Screw you-" I said, before I was interrupted by the door which was kicked open.
I saw Nathan and my rescuers, Cheymayne my sister and Isabelle!
Franco turned around with his knife, about to stab Cheymayne in the eye when Cheymayne dodged the blow and did a karate kick to his head. She used the butt of her G17 to knock Franco out. She drew a hunting knife, and cut Nathan loose.
Isabelle was fighting with Sheeman. Sheeman was trying to grab her gun, and she had him in a headlock. She threw him to the floor with a judo flip, and before Sheeman could get back up, she kicked him in the face.
Sheeman jumped up, slid his leg along the floor to trip Isabelle, but she saw it coming. He used that time to jump, grab me by the neck and hold a Beretta to my head. He was bleeding from his mouth as he hissed,
"Drop the gun or I'll shoot him!"
Isabelle raised her hands. "You know what, you can kill him for all I care. No more annoying Dave, and no more pervert who opens my door while I'm changing!"
"WHAT?!" I shrieked.
Sheeman wasn't convinced. "Drop it or I shoot," he threatened, pushing the barrel of his gun into my temple.
"Scopare!" I yelled.
Isabelle dropped the gun.
"Kick it over," Sheeman ordered, smiling now that he was in control.
She kicked it over, and she was smiling. "Do you know something?" she said.
"What?"
"I liked you better as Gonzales."
Sheeman turned instinctively, and Cheymayne shot him in the gut. Sheeman crumpled to the floor, bleeding. He dropped his gun, just as Isabelle came over and took it from him.
Just as Isabelle was about to cut loose my bonds, Sheeman gestured to her. Isabelle hesitated, her gun pointed at his forehead.
"Talk," she said emotionlessly.
"I... I al-always l-liked y-y-you," he confessed. Wow, Logan. Really?!
"Shut up," Isabelle said, and pulled the trigger. She turned her attention to me, pulling out her combat knife and cutting my bonds.
I fell down to the floor due to the lack of strength in my legs. I had nothing to support myself. Well, first of all, I was worn out from the explosion, and the whipping I took from the blades made me lose a lot of my blood.
"Shit you're bleeding," Isabelle said, grimacing at my back.
"Now you know," I said sarcastically.
"I'm getting you out of here," she promised, and swung my arm over her shoulders and helped me up. "Can you walk?"
"I guess," I answered, although my legs were like jelly at that moment.
"Let's go Cheymayne, Nathan!" Isabelle said.
Isabelle pressed something in her ear, possibly an earpiece.
"Theo, are you there? What? The CIA are here already? That's damn fast."
"It is, Agent Cress," a familiar voice said at the door. I looked, and saw that it was Townsend.
"Townsend," I muttered.
Townsend had my other arm around his shoulders. "What happened to you, Dave?"
I pointed a shaking finger at the bloody body of Sheeman.
He nodded. "Let's get you out of here, both of you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey guys! How ya all doing? It's been epic so far, and the story's just gettin' interesting.
I hope ya'll enjoyed this so far, and don't worry, this series is not going to end so soon. Maybe after a few months, perhaps. :D
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