SAFE (Lashton/Malum AU)

Prologue

I think I need to work on the word "soon".

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The room is dark, save from the peeking moonlight from the almost nonexistence window.

The only sound you could hear is a heavy breath and the clicking of a gun.

There, in the middle of the room, stood Tristan. But he's not alone, he's holding a seemingly unconscious Michael. Cocky grin displayed on his face.

Luke, Ashton, and Calum watch with wide eye, as he has a gun pointed to Michael's head.

Cameron and Clarissa only smirks at their place as they hold Luke and Ashton.

"Tristan, Let. Him. Go." Calum growl on where he stand, eyes fixed to the gun on Michael's head.

"Why should I Calum? This is my job. And knowing that this would affect you made it even more fun." Tristan's smirks grew as he sees how furious Calum is.

"DON'T HURT HIM YOU BASTARD." Ashton trashed around on Clarissa's grip on him, only to have a knife dug deeper to his neck, making him scream out.

"ASH!" Luke call out.

"Now, now Ashton, I recommend you to shut the fuck up or you'll be the first to die here and I really don't want you to because I want you to watch Michael die first." Clarissa whisper sickly at Ashton's ear, removing the blade only slightly.

Calum watch everything unfold with wide eyes. He and Luke never been on a situation like this, and quiet frankly, this scares him.

He looks towards Luke, who watch Ashton with sad eyes, he knew Luke feels what he feels right now.

"Hm, even you and Mr. Perfect Agent can't do anything in this situation huh? Pathetic."

"We could do so much more if you let Michael and Ashton go." Luke spat out from where he stand, eyes glaring at Tristan with so much hatred.

Tristan chuckled darkly, voice held no humor or anything.

"And that's why we keep them Hemmings. Why pick the easy way, when I could mess with you two even more."

"You're fucking sick Tristan."

"Hmm, I'm the sick one now huh?" Tristan tightened his grip on Michael's body and as if on cue Michael start to regain his consciousness.

"Wha.." His tired eyes scan the room lazily, only to have it widen in realization.

"Where am I?" He turn his head towards Tristan, noticing the gun on his head. "Who the fuck are you?"

"Who am I is not important Michael. You'll be dead in a matter of seconds. You wouldn't need my name." Tristan shoved the gun towards Michael's head, making the boy whimper.

"MICHAEL! TRISTAN LET HIM GO. KILL ME INSTEAD. DON'T YOU DARE HURT HIM."

Tristan only ignore Calum's words, turning his attention fully to Michael.

"So, beautiful, is there anything you want to say to Calum? I'm nice enough to let you do that."

Michael teary green eyes met Calum's brown one and it took everything for Calum not to break down right there.

"I'm so sorry Michael. I should've protected you. I'm really sorry."

"Hey, it's okay Calum. It's okay. I love you, okay? I love you so so much. Do you understand me." His green eyes looks deep into Calum's eyes.

"I know. I love you too Michael. I love you. I'm so sorry."

"Aww that's so sweet I wanna puke. Okay, time's up. You ready to go Michael?"

Michael's eyes never leaves Calum's once. He shot Calum a smile and nod his head. Calum done just the same.

"Say goodbye to everyone Michael." Michael let his tears fall and close his eye.

One gunshot heard.

And a body fell to the floor.

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(Que suspense music)

*whisper* I'm a bitch.

So, there's the prologue!

Who's body fell to the floor?

Is it Michael? Calum? Tristan? Cameron? Luke? Ashton? Clarissa? Me? You?!

You'll know soon.

What I could say is just, it's not me, it's not you, there's a reason! (I miss that song! Anyone knows what song is that?)

Until next time guys ;-)

Sasha x