The Boondock Saints xReader One Shots (Taking Requests)

Captured (Part One)

Okay so this was meant to be MurphyxReader but it turned out completely platonic(without romance). So I'm going to do a part two, this will probably only have two or three parts instead of a long series, but tell me what you think guys!

They popped the trunk to their old car and grabbed their cases, which of course, contained their signature pistols.

Connor and Murphy got an anonymous tip from someone where these two drug dealers were meeting tonight. These guys were the wrost of the worst and wanted for their crimes.

That had done everything in the book; stealing, raping, murdering. Amazing that no one else had come along and killed them by now. The police simply couldn't track them.

Since it was only two men, a clean in-and-out, they hadn't bothered to call you. It was your day off after all, and they knew you liked your quiet time. 

You were basically their third Saint. You were the most cool and even-tempered individual they had ever met. You always kept your head. It was like 'panic' simply wasn't an emotion you felt. This made you a great addition to their team, for when things heated up, your thinking was always perfectly clear.

Today, they decided to just get the job done and not bother you. It would be so simple to just kill two people.

Or so they thought.

Closing the trunk of the car, Murphy turned to Connor. "Ya got a plan?" He asked sarcastically.  Connor shot him a glare and replied, "why yes, I do. Get in, get out and be at McGinty's by 8."
"Fuckin' A," Murphy agreed, loading his guns.

Once they were ready, they set out on foot into the alleyways until they reached the appropriate hotel the meeting would take place in.

For it's neighborhood, the hotel was five stars and fucking classy. They entered the lobby casually and headed for the elivater to go to the 4th floor. When the elivater jolted into motion, Connor said evenly, "remember, two guys, in and out." Murphy nodded and they put on their masks.

The elivater clicked and the doors opened. The boys pulled out their guns, laying eyes on their targets immediate. However, scattered around the room were no less than twenty men, all armed.

All eyes turned to the elivater when the door came open and they all drew out their guns. Both boys ran outside the elivater when it opened and now jumped to the side around a table for cover, flipping it saideways and shooting at poeple as they went.

"Son of a bitch! I thought it was two guys!!" Murphy exclaimed, firing and hitting their main targets in the chest. Connor ducked as a bullet went flying over his head. "That's what we fuckin' sighed up for!!" He shouted, popping back over the table and shooting two more.

Two men sprinted across the room and got an angle they could shoot the boys from forcing them to retreat from their cover and out into open fire, shooting off bullets as they went.

It was hopeless however, for they didn't have enough ammo to take out all of them. When they jumped out from behind the table, they jumped in different directions. Unfortunately, Connor made a wrong move.

His gun clicked, indicating that he no longer had any more ammo in the mag. Three men immediately grabbed him.

Murphy, however, had jumped back in the direction of the elivater, which was open because some coward had tried to flee the fight. He had only gotton so far as pressing the button before one of the boys shot him.

Everyone in the room was panicedly calling for backup and it wouldn't be long before it got there.

"MURPH RUN, GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" Connor screamed, struggling against the men who had grabbed him. "FUCK THAT!" Murphy screamed back, shooting two men in the chest and ducking from gunfire. "GET. OUT!" Connor insisted. His last words struck up the last bit of hope he had for getting away before he was knocked out. "GET Y/N!"