Melting Ice H.S

Chapter 2

-Harry-

I opened my eyes to be surrounded by darkness. I don't know where I am... Before I could even process the situation I was in, immense pain shot in the back of my head. Shit! That hurts! What is going on?

A bright light shone in my face, leaving me blinded as hell. I couldn't see much, but after a minute or so of refocusing my sight, I caught a glimpse of a tall, round shadow in front of me.

"HARRY! Nice to finally see you friend! Sorry for the long trip here, but I'm sure you didn't mind it much. You were knocked out cold anyway so that should of helped with... you know, your motion sickness." Well sure damn well explains the pain I'm feeling.

I didn't recognize the man's voice so I just sat there quietly, not having anything to say. Yet.

"You know, you're good at hiding yourself Styles. It took me and my men quite some time to finally track you down... I like people that can stay hidden... and what you've done in the past that I've been told of, good for you for having not yet been caught... very well done job with securing your identity."

"You talk too much." I said whispering to myself but obviously that didn't go right. The shadow soon disappeared and the light was moved to the side, revealing a man sitting in front of me. (A.N-PIC or GIF whatever you call it)

"Oh, Mr. Styles has some attitude! See, I need more men like you! Intelligent, strong and manipulative... Someone that has charisma, one that everyone likes. Someone that seams trust worthy. And that's you! Am I right?"

"WHAT'S GOING ON? YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME! WHO ARE YOU ANYWAY?" I was getting pissed off now. Who is this dude and where is he getting my personal information from?

"Dear Mr. Styles, but I do know you. More than you think. I've been observing you for the last month or two. I know that your beautiful mother has died, and-"

"WTF! NOW IM PISSED. HOW DARE YOU THINK THAT YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO EVEN TALK ABOUT MY FAMILY AND WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU GETTING THIS INFORMATION?"

"Styles, let me finish before cutting me off so rudely. Now, as I was saying, you have also just recently dropped out of Oxford University due to your sisters illness... Am I right again?"

I was way too angry to reply. I'm about to lose it to this guy. He's lucky I'm tied up or else he would of been broken by now.

"Yes, you're probably wondering where I get all that information? Well young boy, I have my connections. I suggest right now that you should be very careful of who to trust."

What the hell is he talking about? No-one other than my team and my sister know who I really am.

"Whatever it is that your asking me to do, I 'm declining. I don't know why you want me, I'm no good to you and your just wasting time..."

"I forgot to mention that you are also broke... and that you have not one single penny to your name. After you bought medical care and medicine shit for your sister, it took every last bit of tour money. I don't know why you just let her die but-

" JUST STOP TALKING AND GET THE DAMN POINT! BUT I STILL WON'T DO ENYMORE DIRTY WORK FOR DUMB ASSES LIKE YOU. GET YOUR OWN HANDS DIRTY FOR ONCE!"

"You have once again rudely interrupted me...But back to my speech, with all your problems right now, I think I could help you out. If you do me a favor, I'll return one. In cash."

Was this guy serious. I'm filled with anger and confusion all I can do is sigh.

"Like I said, I not helping no one. I can handle my shitty life on my own without breaking the rules again. I-"

"Now it's my turn to interrupt you! Harold, sorry to say but you really have no choice at this point. If you do the job, I pay you 1 million dollars. And if you don't, well I'll just kill your sister and everyone you love to make your life a living hell. But I'm not going to kill you. No, you can do that on your own."

This couldn't be happening again. What was wrong with dude? Who the hell is he? I'm full of questions that aren't being answered! Damn it! And it does help that my body is failing on me. I'm about to pass out.

"Stop thinking to yourself! You're wasting precious time. I'm done explaining what I want, but here's how it will go; I need the job done by Tuesday at midnight. That's what time the money transfer will come in if you complete the task. You will be flying on my private plane with a few of my men. Now, Styles this is where, you my friend come in with the important job. I know what you've done and what you are capable of, so I need you to track down Nicholas Turner since he has the money we want. Become his friend and convince him to become a partner with my company, and then bring him back here in California. Now, during the flight, I want you to kill him and everyone else on the plane, except for my men of course. I know that you'll do great! I'm going to be late for a meeting so..."

I zoned out while still staying silent. All I know is that this man is wacked. But, he is right, I can easily do this job. It's not that difficult for me and will only take two days, which is quite fast considering that I get to sit back and relax for some time. And then I will get a whole load of money.

"Styles, nice doing business with you! My name is Bill Leway. The leader of the gang and owner of the M.W.G.P company. So now you know who you're dealing with, you start the job tomorrow first thing in the morning. My men will be waiting for you at the airport so make sure you get there by 5am. I don't have anything else to say to you but good luck."

With that, he handed me my passport, a wallet, my ID card and a plane ticket for... wait, WHAT THE... MOUNT TERROR, ANTARCTICA?

A.N again...

Hello! Can I say that's for reading my story first of all :)

This is supposed to be the first chapter but I put the prologue there instead. Oops.

This was a quick insight on Harry's situation. No full details yet...

Sorry this update took forever, since I was editing if a lot. Trying to make it interesting at least a bit....

I don't know how to add the pictures so I'm figuring it out till then Bill = Al Pacino

Here's one thing you should know about me, I talk a lot!

So I'll go before if give you a second paragraph...... Sorry

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