Lethal Assassin {Mark, Jack, Dan, Phil, Ethan, Natewantstobattle, MatPat}

The Chase

I felt Nathan slip his arm around my throat. I dropped my clutch purse in order to get my hands on his arm, in an attempt to pry it from me.

"What are you doing?! Get off of me!" I yelled in distress.

"You are a spy Y/N." He replied. "We do not tolerate spies."

At this point, Ethan had made his way over. "Who are you working for? Who sent you?"

"What makes you think I am a spy?" I questioned, ignoring Ethan's questions.

"This." With his free hand, Nathan pulled the earpiece out of my ear and held it in front of me.

"Who are you communicating with?" He demanded.

He was applying increasing amounts of pressure on my throat as this continued on. I coughed, trying to clear my airway.

"I cannot tell you that." I answered, my voice becoming slightly raspy.

Suddenly, the boss's voice came through the earpiece that was in Nathan's hand. "Y/N?! What is going on?!"

"Are you alright?!" Sean rapidly asked.

"I am fine." I responded.

"You do not sound fine!" Dan almost yelled.

Nathan brought the earpiece up to his mouth. "I do not know who any of you people are, but let me tell you something. We know that Y/N is a spy, and we know that she must hold rich intelligence about whatever organization you are. Tell you what...you can have her back after you give us one million pounds."

"And let the most notorious criminal group in London escape? I do not think so." My boss replied.

"We can do the exchange in an old abandoned place we know of. We will give you Y/N back, and you give us what we want. It will be like nothing ever happened." Ethan explained into the earpiece.

After a couple moments of silence, the boss gave her response. "Fine. Where shall we meet?"

"Battersea Power Station, just down the River Thames. Eight minutes away from the London Eye. Be there in exactly two hours with one million pounds. Do not be late." Nathan stated. He then proceeded to throw the earpiece to the ground and crush it with his foot.

"You finally made your move, huh Nathan?" Matthew commented as he made his way down the stairs.

Nathan nodded his head but I squinted in confusion. "What exactly do you mean?"

"We knew you were a spy at the nightclub last night." A voice said from the stairs. Seconds later, Mark appeared with the papers I had taken pictures of in his hand.

"We were waiting to see if you would call back or not. Lucky for us, you did...and now we are here." Matthew continued Mark's explanation.

I let out a small laugh. "Well of course I am. You cannot honestly think that authorities will never crack down on you, can you?"

"Well," Mark began, "I guess we cannot let that happen. Which is exactly why you are being traded, but not before you tell us a little bit about the organization you work with."

"Like hell." I scoffed.

Mark made his way from the stairs over to where Nathan kept a hold of me. "We have two hours to discuss this so I suggest you make this easy on yourself and cooperate with me Y/N."

He was standing close enough for me to knock him to the ground. Nathan had me right by the stairs that led down towards the front door. I could easily elbow him and make a run for it out the front door. I decided to carry out my plan.

The next few moments flew by. I kicked Mark in the stomach, sending him to the floor along with the papers he held. I swung my arm and made contact with Nathan's gut with my elbow. Ethan raced forward to try and get a hold of me but I knocked him to the ground beside Mark. Nathan then reached out to try and regain control over me, however I punched him in the face. I then ran as fast as I could down the stairs and bursted out the front door.

I sprinted down the street, the streetlights and car headlights being my guide. It was dark out so it would be easier for me to get away. That was until I turned around to see the four of them running out of their flat. They began running and gaining on me, fast. I needed to think of somewhere to lose them as quickly as possible.

I pulled a hard left and ran down an alley way. They delayed slightly but continued following me. I was almost at St. James park, which I decided was a good place to lose them.

I darted into the park and ran along a trail. I looked over my shoulder to only see Mark and Matthew following me. There was no sign of Ethan or Nathan.

I continued down the trail and eventually spotted a weeping willow tree. The branches hung all the way to the ground like a curtain. I could hide behind them. I quickly made my way over and was two meters away when I was suddenly tackled to the ground by Ethan. He tried to keep me on the ground but I put up a fight.

I continuously punched him in the face and he eventually rolled over, covering it with his hands. By this time, Nathan had appeared out of nowhere and I had gotten myself up off the ground.

"Do I not intimidate you Y/N?" He asked, smirking.

"Not at all." I replied, moving forward with my hands up, ready to fight.

He threw the first punch, which I quickly dodged. I took his arm and twisted it, which he replied to with a grunt of pain. He then kicked me behind my knee, making it buckle and causing me to fall to the ground. Nathan took this opportunity to kick me in the stomach a couple times. I started coughing up blood, however I pulled myself up. As fast as I could, I swung my foot into the air, making contact with the side of his head. He stumbled backwards while holding onto his head, and I took off.

I kept running and running, ignoring the burning sensation that I felt in my lungs. I had almost made it to the other end of the park when I heard a whizzing sound travelling through the air. Suddenly, I felt something metal tear into the skin on my left leg and I fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

There were footsteps approaching me, and a cloth with a sticky substance was placed over my nose and mouth. I held my breath, knowing quite well that I would pass out if I breathed it in. I brought my hands up to the hand that was holding the cloth, trying to get the person to release.

The person holding the cloth spoke up, and I recognized it as Mark. "She is holding her breath."

Another man walked in front of me, which I saw was Matthew. He squinted at me before he kicked me in the stomach. This made me release the air that was stored in my lungs, causing me to inhale quickly.

As my vision became black and spotty, I heard two other pairs of footsteps making their way towards where we were. I then drifted off into unconsciousness, not worrying too much as I knew the boss and my team members would come to me soon.

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