Zayn bit into his busted lip, flinching as he caused blood to seep out of the open wound. They had been here for a few seconds before the Buff man opened his mouth to speak again, Zayn beating him to it with a snarky comment," Oh please, dont be like those villains that tell their life story. It gets boring." He pouted with a fake sadness in his voice. The man breathed harshly out of his nose, closing his eyes as if to calm himself.
"There's no use in me beating you senseless anymore huh? "
Zayn smiled, dried blood under his nose, upper lip and chin from the cut across his bottom lip, hair was ruffled in all sorts of directions and yet he remained calm. His boot hit against his fingers finally and at the moment he was glad they had placed his hands so far down. " No, there isn't."
" and If it were up to me id rather not kill you in front of my daughter." The man shook his head, shrugging, " But i guess we can't worry about that today. " Zayn continually dragged the knife up and down, feeling the threads slowly loosen against his bare wrists. He wasn't worried by the threat, instead he shook his head and laughed.
"what's so funny huh pretty boy?"
"I'm gonna kill you first." Soon he had his wrists free, tearing open the hard and rough rope in just a couple minutes. He stood up, the 2 other men running at him but before they could just get a single grip on him he was already slashing the throat in front of him. Blood splattered against his face and hands, soon dripping down the front mans throat. The man stood, eyes wide before plopping down on the ground and revealing a tired and disheveled girl behind him. The Little Girl looked about 10, eyes wide as she watched blood flow from her father's neck.
Zayn glared down at the man before noticing the wide pale blue eyes in front of him. His breath caught in his throat as noticed her fear stricken face. "Fuck." He muttered before the two men grabbed his arms. Their grip was firm and yet he was more agile, faster. He kicked into the man hooked onto his left arm in the groin, swift and hard enough to make the six foot male drop to the ground.
He reached for his gun, his fingertips just brushing it as the other male pushed him to the ground, his head hit the cold floor harshly. His vision blurred at the hit, soon the man started kicking him in his stomach, causing blood to arise from his mouth, bruises already forming on his jaw.
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Louis & Harry
Harry shoved the last victim into the small vault, smirking deviously with cold green-blue eyes. "Now, does anyone have the keys?" Harry asked innocently, clocking the gun and keeping it faced towards the scared people. He looked around at their faces, spotting a girl sitting on the side, her eyes cast downward. She had on a red pantsuit and blonde hair cut short. She looked too nervous "You." He spoke loudly, making everyone look at her as she perked her head up, eyes wide.
She licked her red lips anxiously, fumbling with her belt a bit before the noises of metal clinking together echoed. She soon pulled out a chain of multiple keys and nervously walked to Harry. He let out a deceiving warm smile before holding his large hand out, nodding"thank you. Your life....might be spared" She gulped at that, dropping the keys onto his hand before moving back into the crowd of people.
He sighed, turning his head to Louis who nodded and plucked the keys from his hand" I'll be back" He tossed the duffel bag over his shoulder and walked off towards the back of the bank.
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Niall And Liam (wanted to leave it at a cliffhanger until they were done with their things but)
Niall was handcuffed to the table, his eyes cast downward as the man above him smirked. "Yanno, we have been looking for you forever. You and your gang. Where are they tonight? Im surprised to see you getting your hands dirty. " The officer paced, trying to intimidate the blonde.
Niall let out a laugh, slouching back in his seat before looking back up and turning his soft blue eyes cold. The officer flinched but stood tall, confident. "We will end up killing all you pigs, everyone in this department you know that dont you?" Niall hissed emotionless, pulling at the cuffs harshly before running his free hand through his hair., he was worried about Liam and where he was. He hopefully went to warn the others but it was doubtful, the brunette probably is coming up with a plan to save him behind the Police Department at this current moment.
The officer shook his head," you guys have no regard for human life do you? Psychopaths. " He muttered, slamming his hands down " I will find out where your crew is-"
Niall watched the dramatic man before letting out a scathing snort " Not psychopaths...just a little messed up in the head." He smiled, whistling and prodding his finger again his head. The officer shook his head, sighing to himself. He was obviously getting nowhere with the blonde.
"Someone will be in here in a few moments to see you." He growled out, opening the door and leaving Niall alone in the interrogation room to do nothing but look at himself in the mirror across the beige colored room
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Serial Killer
Hayran Kurgu"Okay, so why am i not allowed to smoke weed but zayn can?" "Because when you smoke, youd rather hug your victims and tell them its gonna get better. " Or Where these guys go around doing dumb shit like robbing people but as usual other conflicts...
