Blood And Agony (H2oVanoss FF) (Discontinued)

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Jonathan's P.O.V

A new day has come and I'm actually feeling a whole lot better now that I've gotten some sleep. I sit up and lean on my arm for support, just swinging my head around wildly, checking on both sides of the cruddy motel room. I look upon the couch and notice Carlos was still sleeping there, with the blanket all crunched up in his fists, held tightly against his chest. I then look towards the door and see that it is still locked up. While swinging my feet over the side of the bed I look towards the other end of the room and see nothing else, so I get up with no worries. So next, I make breakfast for me and carlos to start our day. But honestly it's not really breakfast...it's just more grilled cheese sandwiches. Several minutes later the sandwiches are done and just in time for Carlos to finally wake up.

He then starts mumbling to himself, I just barely hear it "mmm smells good..." Carlos then opens his eyes slowly and directs them to the sandwich in my hand. He chuckles quietly "are those all you know how to make?" "Nah, it's just literally all that is provided. But hey, they are pretty damn good." "Can't argue with that logic." We both laugh and I hand him the sandwich and we start eating. After a few minutes I notice that Carlos is finished with his sandwich, me following close behind. Carlos turns towards me and opens his mouth "So Mr. Jonathan...what is happening now?" "Well, I have a hotel I need to go to and I need you hear with the equipment, searching things for me. You know how to hack and search for things right?" "Oh yeah sure, I can do that." "Okay, that's pretty good so I guess that is a go." I put my hand up and pull it back into a fist, Carlos doing the same and then we do a fistbump, we say in unison "Go team Delirious." And then we pull back and ready up our equipment for the day.

"Alright Carlos, I'll call when I need anything!" "Okay, see you later!" I then turn my back and walk out the crusty room. As I walk towards the sidewalk I pull out my phone, pulling up the cab number and calling it. "Hey yo! Can I get a cab at Bates Motel?" (I couldn't resist honestly) "No problem! We actually got a driver right around the corner for ya!" "Cool thanks." I hang up and slide my phone back into my pocket. And that is when the cab pulls up 'Wow. He wasn't kidding when he said they were right around the corner.' As the cab pulls up beside me, I open the door and slide I to the seat, leaning back. The cab driver turns in his seat to look at me, surprisingly he speaks with a Irish accent "So where to?" "Umm...Calgary Grande" (literally made that up, don't try to look it up) "Alright. But that's like 45 minutes from here...you got enough money for that?" "Yeah it's no problem." "Well okay." He turns back around and pulls out onto the road.

We it in silence for about 5 minutes and that is when the Irishman speaks "It's gonna take awhile so why don't we just do small talk." "Sure, that won't hurt." "So, if you don't mind me asking, why are you going to a five star hotel?" "Meeting up with a friend." "Alright, again, if you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" "The names Jonathan, but call me Jon, whatever the fuck you want honestly, what about you Irishman?" "Oh wow, most people don't catch the Irish accent, thanks, and my name is Brian." Hold up. "Wait, your name is Brian?" "Yeah, you got a problem with that?" "No not at all, by the way, do you know a person named Brock?" His eyes widened at that name "Um yeah, he's my um boyfriend..." "Oh I know now, he talks about you a lot you know." A tinge of red has flooded over his cheeks "Really now?" "Yeah, well, he is right actually...you are handsome, and don't worry I won't try anything. I know how much you mean to him, and you aren't my type anyways." "First, thanks and second, jee thanks." We both laugh "So, what is Moo up to these days Jon?" "Nothing much really...wait, why are you all the way up here in Calgary when you should be in Los Santos?" "Oh, I was helping out my cousin with business here, she is sick." "Ah ok..." About five minutes later we pull up to the desired destination "Well thanks for the ride! Here's your money and tell Brock Jon said hey." "Alright, oh and here's my card if you need another ride somewhere." I take the take and glance at it "Cool thanks dude! See you on the flip side!" "See ya!" Brian waves and then drives off down the street. I turn towards the hotel and stare at the front. This has to be where he is at. I pull out my phone and check his location on the app "Yep, he is either here or somewhere in a close radius of here."
   
       Walking along the red mat leading towards the door, a bellman opens it for me and formally greets me. Giving a little wave, I walk inside, walking up towards the front desk "Hello, um, can you check to see if there is a Craig Ladd here?" "Sure, one moment please." The lady behind the desk began typing on the desktop and clicked the mouse a few  times "Um, sorry no Craig Ladd here? Want anything else sir?" "Oh yeah, um try..." Maybe Vanoss? But I don't know Vanoss's real name...what about Tyler Wildcat? The one in Craig's files. "...try Tyler Wildcat." She briskly nodded and began clicking and typing again. A few seconds passed and she was already done "Oh, yes there is a Tyler Wildcat in room 66, would you like me to call ahead of time, telling him that you are coming up?" "No thank you, I want it to be a surprise." I pull out a twenty and slide it over to her "Thank you for taking the time, keep the change." I briefly turned around and walked towards the elevator without looking back. Once inside the elevator I see a man standing by the buttons "Which floor sir?" "Sixth please." He pressed the button and we waited there in an awkward silence. Once on the sixth floor I said a thanks and power walked towards room 66. Once in front of the door I brushed myself off, whispering to myself "Gotta look good so I can terrorize this bitch-ass with style." I then hold my hands behind my back, clutching my knife with one hand and holding on tight yo my wrist with the other. I let go for a breif second to knock briskly then return it to it's original position. Suddenly there was some shuffling in the background, the shuffling getting louder as each second passes. I hear someone on the otherside turn the lock and slightly open the door "Who is it?" He then looks around the door and his eyes widen out of terror. He tries to slam the door but I wedge my foot just before the door closes. The door bounces back open and I come face to face with the one person I wanted to see right now. Craig Ladd.  Mini Ladd. "Heyo Craig, long time no see!" Still with the terrorized look on his face, he tried to run past me for the door, but would you think I would let that work? I then grab him by the neck, squeeze for 5 seconds then throw him to the ground. He lands face first "You think it'll be that easy honey? Oh no you've got it all wrong...I'm anything but easy." He tries to get up but then I stomp on his hand, crushing the tiny bones that are within it. Craig yelps out in pain and he retracts his hand, holding it in his chest "Make anymore movements and you're a dead man Mr.Ladd...did you really think you could get away with this little kidnapping without any consequences? Oh, Craig, come on! You know me! You know how I get when I'm enraged...now get up slowly." Craig puts his one hand out in front of him, getting himself up. Once he is up he holds his hand to his chest and starts to caress it "Now arms and legs apart." He kept quite and obeyed, spreading his arms and legs apart. When he completely complied I went all in and pushed his top half against the wall. I checked his arms first, found a small blade in his sleeves, I then threw it behind me. Checked his torso next, nothing there. Then I went for his legs/feet, I found a small pistol in his left shoe. Finally, there was one last place to check "Tell me, is there any guns or knives near your dick or ass?" "WHAT?!" "Shut the fuck up, you know what I said." He stayed silent "Tell me now, you know I'm not afraid to check." He looks down and reaches down towards his crotch. Mini pulls out another pistol and hands it to me slowly. I grab for it and unload the gun quickly, throwing the gun to the side. "Is that all?" He hums and I turn him around and push the lad against the wall "You play any shit on me Craig, I'm not in the mood." I reach behind my back and pull out some handcuffs. Setting his hands behind his back, I lock the handcuffs on him tightly and put a zip tie around his wrists just in case. I turn him around to face me "Now, dipshit, tell me where my girls are before I drown you in the pacific, but I'll make you bleed first, you know why that would be good Mini?" I didn't give him any time to answer "Because sharks can smell one tiny drop of blood in the millions of gallons of water called the ocean. So, you may be ripped to shreds before you even drown...but oh well, you'll die anyways." I wipe some sweat off of my forehead "So, back to my original question, where are my girls?" Craig stays silent. I raise my fist and punch him arcoss the face, having blood drip from his nose already "Look here Mini Ladd, I don't have the time nor patience for this bullshit, so you better tell me right fucking now." He visibly gulps "I-I don't know where they are." "What is Tyler's number?" "What why?" "We are gonna do a little tradeoff." He looks at me confused "A tradoff of you for some information or my girls or something else that could be of use to me." He nods and he points to the phone on his bed "his contact is piggy and my phone passcode is 1679." I grab Craig's phone off of his bed and enter in the passcode. As soon as I hit OK there is a tiny flashing red sign reading deleting all files in two minutes "You fucker...I will not let this go." I quickly pull out my phone a open an app the I made myself that can help me hack into anything. I tap a few buttons here and there, now coming up to a screen where it says time in the passcode. 01:04 left to go. I type in a few random passcodes but they all failed. .45 seconds until all times are deleted. I think for a few seconds. Wait. I got it. I then type in the numbers 8-9-5-3-7. Otherwise know as Tyler. It takes a minute to process it, but it comes out successful and it removes the red sign and it is restoring all deteled files. I look over towards Craig "Fuck..." "Yeah, fuck, you forgot I was the best hacker in our group besides you and Brock, dickhead, and I taught you everything I know." He looks down at the ground, still silent. I look at the phone to see all the files have been saved and then I sent them off to Carlos for safe keeping. When a little bar showed up at the top of the screen saying 'Messages Sent' I quickly went through some Emails and Messages. The first few seconds of reading, I look away "Are you fucking kidding me, that's gross as fuck dude." "Well it's my phone, freak, what would you expect on my phone?" There it is again, that nickname. Freak. Just because I wore that mask in Highschool didn't mean I was a freak back then. But I turned out to be one now. I murdered so many people. And the cops still haven't caught me. Fucking dumbasses.