Normally, he'd have informed the government about the abduction of his best detectives, so as to get back up both on strategy and more hands on the deck but Michael assured him all they'd need is twelve men with himself, it was 9:20 pm, the tracker Michael had placed in Peters food said they were in a forest, he had developed a nano sized bug which would only stay in the system for a day. If he wasn't found in that period and he was moved, he'd be gone. Or even worse dead, Mackenzie was putting faith in Michael, he was approaching his fifties but the aura this kid emitted made him feel young. If only his son were alive, he'd be just at Michael's age.
Peter tried opening his eyes, he couldn't, he had been blind folded.
"how do we cut them up?"
That voice came from not too far away, he listened closely, he could hear howls, and hoots from owls, they were probably far from civilization by now. Sophie, he wanted to turn but someone tapped his fingers, she had been tied too, just like him, hands behind her back, this wasn't just random finger taps, this was Morse code, he didn't know she knew the tap version of the Morse code. He tapped her fingers, "i...am sorry". There was no reply, he tapped again "i would get us out of here" she replied "don't"
"why? I have a plan"
"no,there are seven men here"
Michael and Mackenzie stayed behind with the truck, Michael stayed on top of the truck facing the direction of the cottage, the twelve men he sent ahead, he had trained them for two weeks on stealth only, "they would survive" he told Mackenzie. The men who got there had told him the hostages were inside a cottage, but there were seven men inside, he told them to stand by and told them to spread out around the cottage. Michael noticed that, the forest had a clearing, a path to the cottage wide enough for a car, he then concluded that it would be best if the parked away from the path, just in case someone came by.
"when he getting here?" one snarled to another
"yes i am getting tired of waiting, i want to see what type of intestines this little girl would have" they all laughed.
"this lady with blue eyes, I would add her eyes to my collection" one pointed out.
"come on man, you got your thirty sixth eye some days ago" another said
"you have no right to complain, you collect tongues you pervert" they laughed the more. Peter was trying hard to control himself, he would kill them, kill them all.
After Michael had set up a sniper, which he called The Herald Of Bad Tidings, he looked through the scope, he could see the cottage perfectly, he switched on the heat sensors to see those behind the doors, he counted ten people in the room, seven were probably laughing, three were tied up on the floor, he was tempted to shoot Peters knee, the thought of him screaming in agony made him giggle. His fun was cut short by a car coming by, the lights were off, that showed the person driving was used to this terrain he looked through the scope as it parked in front of the cottage. The person he saw made him smile, I have been waiting for you. Time to reap from the Reaper.
"he's here" one said, he was happy.
"finally!"
"oh my boys, what have you brought for me today"
Peter recognized the voice.
No.... It couldn't be.
"boss come take a look, a complete couple, you'd like them, i am keeping the blue eyes from the lady" one said.
"sure you can"
"alpha one to Olympus, sir did you see who just stepped out of the car"
"yes" Michael replied
"sir i can't believe my eyes. How could he be The Reaper? "
"how about you put a bullet through your head to see if you are dreaming?" Michael replied.
"what have you done? Why did you bring them here?!"
"sir they were a perfect couple,i saw them walking around my territory, i thought you'd like them"
"hello Doctor Reeds" Peter knew it was him, the doctor who worked with the CIU, he was the reaper all along, that was why Michael couldn't catch him, he knew about his entrance exam. He stopped his killings in order to throw Michael off his scent.
Reeds was getting sweaty, why them?
"detective Peter, i hope you understand, i didn't mean you to fall into my trap, but now that you are here, you have to die " yes he was in control here, Reeds told himself.
"and you too Sophie, you have to die with your sister"
Isabel chuckled.
"little girl you don't have manners, I would have to rip out your throat" Reeds said as he approached her.
"kill us?" Isabel said "you people are the only ones going to die tonight"
Isabel, she talks too much sometimes Michael thought as he pulled the trigger. He got one of them in the neck, he figured it was the doctor when he had described the crime scene, the CIU said in the report that the family on the road side were slaughtered, the doctor knew who was killed first. It struck him, when he checked the records of all the families, they all had something in common, they all had the same doctor. Doctor Reeds.
Reeds turned at the sound of someone falling to the floor, his shoes were already wet, with blood, one of his had been shot in the neck, his mind raced "kill the lights" he shouted, the cottage was lit with only one bulb, someone threw a rock at it shattering it.
Fool, Michael thought, i can still see you, no for your stupidity you don't deserve to live. He pressed the trigger, he caught him in the head. Bulls eye he thought, two down six to go.
Reeds was almost screaming in fear as his men were dropped on after the other, he forced Peter out of his chair and used him as a shield. He didn't want to die yet.
"stand down" Michael barked at the men. The doctor was using Peter as a shield, at this range he wouldn't get a clear shot, he could kill the doctor but Peter would die too. So i care about him. He shook the thought away and jumped off the truck, he held his breath as he ran towards the cottage.
It took him a while to notice the canines spread out around him, only rustles of leaves followed in their wake, they were too quiet. He was too quiet, he couldn't even hear his own steps as he ran.
The moon came out bright in the sky, Reeds could see the men who trained their guns on him, the weren't shooting, his body was too close to Peter, he'd die if they shot. He was hearing growls, dogs? He thought. The howl outside proved him wrong.
"say doctor" Sophie said
"do you know of that Chinese legend?"
"your silence tells me you don't, it is said that men who would die have their houses surrounded by wolves on the night of their death" Sophie chuckled.
Michael opened the door. He went in, he could see Isabel and Sophie on the floor, their clothes were stained in blood. Seven men lay on the floor of the cottage. It should be eight soon.
"Michael you bastard" Peter hated him so much, he always told Sophie he could smell him. She never believed him.
"oh puffer is that how you greet your knight in shiny amour" Michael replied, casually.
He could see the knife the doctor placed close to Peters neck. Coward.
"doctor what do you have to say for yourself?"
"please don't kill me, I am just not right in the head, please take me to an asylum"
"okay, you'd find many of them in the world beyond" Michael replied
"Michael" Peter called out to him
"kill the pig"
"he can't shoot, that pistol won't be accurate enough he'd hit you too" Reeds smirked. I am safe here he thought.
"Puffer" Michael was smiling
"Stand still"
He pulled the trigger.
Peter felt the pain tear through his head, Michael had shot through his shoulder. But as he fell to the floor, he heard the doctor groaning as he too had been hit.
Michael walked up to him, he stood over the doctor, and fired thrice into his chest. He didn't want to hear him beg for his life, it would take the fun out of it.
His phone vibrated in his chest pocket. It was a message from a private number. It read
"You Can't Kill Us All"
