A/N: The Totally unrelated picture of a very hot, shirtless Jay is too the side <3
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~Jessica’s POV~
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I walked down the long grey corridor of the facility. How helpful, I couldn’t help but think with a smile, Sam chose to be superman only hours away from our base quarters. I looked at the guard and held up my ID, not pausing for him to check. The daggy 30 year old wouldn’t bother, yes he did take his job seriously, but he was nothing but an ant around this place.
I turned to the corner and pushed the door open into the conference room. There a mess of 7 unusual and dangerously talent killers spread across the room. Timber and Dibb were talking about the best way to torture a man. Timber saying threatening them with fear and fire were as Dibb was arguing with a good live skinning.
“You take the skin of the finger off and leave them to starve and wither in the pain. Then!” He said pushing the large man Timber in the chest with a finger, he brought the same finger to his lips and said, “They turn to biting the thing off with the pain. Made a man go mad with it!”
“Yeah bloody right,” Gin said butting into their conversation with the paper plane he’d just made. He seemed the less lethal of them all, but underneath was the cold contour of a dark man.
“Fuck you Gin! Go back to your paper,” Timber rumbled letting out a heavy laugh. Despite the man’s large and broad strength and height Timber wasn’t the giant in the company. Sheeran or field named, Giant, was in fact the largest in the company. The shaggy looking 32 year old was more beast than man most of them said.
“A single drop of water to the bridge between your eyes amongst silence will drive any man mad,” Gin said with a smirk.
“Yeah but mad isn’t good. Mad men talk all the bloody time about everything but the bloody issue!” Dibb said confidently.
“What about a good shock. That’s my favourite one,” the newest to the company said. A beautiful 16 year old with long blonde hair that fell past her shoulders of the petite frame. Red lips continued to speak, “Tie them to the chair and hear them scream while a few hundred volts shake their memory a little,” Carmen, or better known as Mig said. A blue died dagger shifted from hand to hand as she spun it around.
How’d she get here? I think to myself, pulling up a chair and folded my arms to watch Mouse and Gold talking to each other, closer to the far side of the windowless room. That’s right. They wanted someone to take over Boot’s place… What was his real name again? That was the problem with Boots. No one actually knew his proper name, so no one could chase after him when he chose to fix the system. Everyone was shocked when no one went after him. Once in the company, death is the only exception. Hence the reason why Falcon was on the list. Bloody hell Sam. I’ma show no mercy, no mercy… the thought made me smile. Maybe I should be listening to these torcher methods… I like the idea of the skinning, maybe instead of fingers we could move downstairs. Or his eyes, a fine needle in the eye… Hmm. I’ll have to think of it soon.
The Company Commander walked into the room with a sheet of paper and a black suit hanging loosely over his lanky frame. He pushed back a thin black hair that fell over his pale face. He cleared his throat and the room feel deathly silent. Now he’s going to say, Jessica- correction- Link, you’ve got the pleasure of killing the bastard. The precious little bird that he’s in love can be your bonus.
“Mouse and Gin have the job, Link you’re going to be their researcher,” he said. A deep booming voice that didn’t match the lanky body. Mouse and Gin looked over at each other and nodded curtly, a smile spilling over their faces. “I want Sam alive preferably, the girl as well. She’ll be bait if you can’t handle him.”
“What!” I exclaimed angrily. His gaze fell onto mine and strayed over my body.
“Link you’re good,”
“I’m better than bloody good! I’m fantastic!”
“Selling yourself here Link,” Gin commented with a chuckle. I turned to glare at him and the laughed turned stifled.
“Obsessed Ex-girlfriends do better research than a secret agent,” Mouse added with a grin, “Seeing as you’re one of them…”
“Fuck you!” I spat. “I want in on the action! What if they notice Mouse and Gin!”
“Mig’s going to be their bait. I’ve already fixed a plan; I just need you to track the cult after boyband Parker to where ever they are. Falcon will be caught up trying to look after them two and forget about the pressure we’ll silently be applying. Once Falcon is eliminated you can have the girl, I don’t care. Torcher her, kill her, sell her. I don’t give a fuck,” Company Commander said and stood up again. “You’re all dismissed,” he finished.
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~Richie’s POV~
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I sat with my head resting on Tom’s beating heart. His hand was gently playing with the thick locks of a messy head of hair, tumbling down my back.
Across the table Meg was sitting on Dingo’s lap and laughing.
“They’re in engaged,” I commented with a smile looking up to Tom, thinking he was watching them, but instead his eyes were focused on me.
“That’s sweet,” he replied and kissed me on the lips. Within the second Boots had stormed in through the front door.
“We’ve got to move!” He said and I felt Sam pick me up, but I brushed him off.
“What’s going on?”
“The cult is coming, quick. Get into the guest room!” he ordered and Sam was already pushing me in the direction of the stairs. I quickly took hold of Tom’s hand and raced up the stairs with him, confused and suddenly on edge. I could already feel my heart beating faster.
Sam raced ahead and when Tom and I came into the room where I once slept he had pushed away the ashes of the fire.
“Quick, you’ll find a trap door to your left. Push it open and stay as silent as you can, don’t move, don’t talk, and don’t move a muscle!” Sammy said taking my hand. “Tom should go first, he can help pull you up,” Sam said pushing Tom into the fireplace and taking hold of his feet. Hoisting him up without a second’s complaint, everything moving lightning fast. Sam then took my hand and went to push me up but I pushed out,
“You’re coming right?” I say. He was about to speak when suddenly the sound of the door bursting open with the splintering of wood cracked the air.
“No, I’m going to make sure they don’t hurt you okay,” he said taking hold of my shoulders.
“No Sammy, I’m not going without you!” I say stubbornly and he frowned. Suddenly the sound of gunshots broke the air and he was tense. He bit down on his bottom lip, looking at the door hesitantly.
“Don’t do this to me Richie. I’m bad, I’m horrible. I’ll kill Tom…”
“You never killed an innocent,” I say and he frowned. “They were predators, you were lying to me,” I continued. Another set of gunshots rang out and the sound of an unfamiliar girl screaming broke the air.
“I love you,” he said, grabbing my shoulders and shoving me under the fireplace. I lashed out and tried to kick him.
“NO! Sammy! DON’T!” I exclaim angrily feeling wet tears on my cheeks.
“I love you,” he continued looking me in the eyes before grabbing my ankles and hoisting me up. Tom took hold of my shoulders and pulled me in before closing the trap door and pulling me as far away from it as possible. His arms holding me to his chest, But not tightly like Sammy’s. If he gets hurt… I choked down a silent tear and pushed my head into Tom’s chest.
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A/N: Don't forget to ask if you're confused :)
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