Rutheless

Prologue

   They had been waiting for what seemed like hours… Frustrated, the first figure forced a fist through the brick wall that lay behind him, causing a large portion of the brick to crumble and break.

    “Ok that’s it, I am leaving now, we’ve been waiting here for over two hours.”, you could see the bulging vein in his forehead as he continued to build with rage. “why on earth did they fucking choose him, out of all people to dig us out of this fucking grave”.

    The second figure calmly turned to his brother, unfazed by his violent outburst. “You were told not to ask questions, Gabriel, we have to put all of our trust into them, we would die for them. Don’t ever question their judgment again.” He then turned away from his brother serenely. He seemed to be in a deep peace, no matter how outraged and bitter his brother caused him, he was still able to remain completely tranquil.

    Gabriel took in a deep breath and submerged his rage. He had always had an issue with controlling his anger. As Gabriel was using his power to bring himself to serenity, a bright light suddenly flashed, surprising both brothers. Even the second figure, Michael couldn’t keep calm this time. He rarely got angry, but in this moment he was absolutely furious.

    With incredible speed, the new figure was thrown back into the brick wall, destroying it further.

The figure clawed at Michael’s hand, which was glued to his neck, but was unsuccessful in escaping. While being choked he took a second to see the second person, which he then recognized as Gabriel. He gave him a panicked look that said “dude come on! Help me out here”. But Gabriel’s feet were planted to the ground, his arms crossed over his chest, and a wide smirk towards the figure.

    The figure glared back at him, as Michael released his grip on the man’s throat and he dropped straight down to the floor, gasping for breath.

    “Come on man! Who the hell put the stick up your ass!”, he gasped rubbing the marks that Michael left on his neck.

    Michael severely glared at the figure, as Gabriel stood a few feet behind him, in the same position that he was in, looking as smug as possible. “You are late”, Michael tried to keep his tone low, but thoroughly failed, as his face was a bright scarlet color and looking like at any second anything at all could set him off.

    “Yeah…”, the figure rubbed the back of his neck, refusing to make eye contact with the brothers. “See i was told to meet here at 8, not 6, and I had some places to be and people to see, so you understand the confusion right?”, he nervously asked, still not making eye contact.

    The figure did not think that he would ever see Michael as furious as he was then… He was dead wrong…

    Gabriel saw Michael’s fault, and pushed himself in front of his brother, taking control of the collar of the figure’s shirt. “listen to me you piece of shit, i won't listen to any of your false excuses. You know why you were sent here, let's just trade information and go. I don't want to be around you longer than i have to.

He looked a gabriel with a sarcastic face, “touche”, and rolled his eyes. “ok let's rock and roll bros!” he watched the brothers passive but annoyed looks. “fine fine just do it" he rolled his eyes again.

Michael stepped forward and placed the palms of his hands on either side of the figures temples. Suddenly Michael flinched and his golden orbs swiftly slid into the back of his head.

The figure knew the familiar uncomfortable sensation that he was feeling. He never liked the way they trade important information. He much preferred a text or a post it note.

After a few more minutes Michaels eyes returned to their normal state, while he blankly stared at the figure. “Now we must be going” He waved his brother to him, turning around and getting read to leave.

    “Wait! Hold on!”, Gabriel rolled his eyes and Michael looked at the figure questioningly. “Come on let's grab a drink or something, :I wanna catch up man!”, He attempted to drape his arm over Gabriel’s shoulder, which made him even more furious.

    Once again the figures throat was ringed against the brick wall. “You are being a serious waste of space and time for us right now” his grip got tighter. “Let me make this clear, I don’t like you, I don’t like what you do. And for the life of me cannot figure out why they sent you to do this job”. Michael forcely coughed warning his brother about his conversation before.

    Gabriel turned to his brother, releasing his grip on the figures throat. He slowly turned to him and suddenly vanished along with his brother, who, out of consideration, bowed his head to the figure respectively, almost saying good luck.

    The figure then turned to the wall, and punched his fist into it so hard, the entire building almost collapsed. It took him a lot will power to let the brothers treat him like that. He so badly wanted ring their necks against the brick wall, taking his rows of thousands of sharp teeth, and decapitate him with his bare teeth.

    He took a minute to calm himself before going over the information that was transferred to him. Collecting the one piece of information he needed to track down his purpose...

238 Pinecone Lane...