He sighs. "Do you not realize what I do for a living? I kill people. I torture people. I will never be what you want me to be, Light"
**
Slade Hugo Archer.
Archer. The worlds most feared word.
Slade is a friendless police officer, which is ironic be...
"WAKE UP!" I shout at them, but they don't. "SO HELP ME I WILL KILL YOU!" I stomp.
The man laughs. "Like hell. If you do, these girls die" he smirks.
"What do you want from me?!" I growl.
"Oh little devil Archer. I want you dead" he smirks and fires his gun, but dad immediately jumps in, causing him to get shot in his shoulder.
"DAD!" I shout.
He stands up, groaning as he pulls the bullet out. "TRY TO HURT MY SON ONE MORE FUCKING TIME AND SO HELP ME I WILL-" dad's cut off by grandpa decapitating the man. "UGH I WAS ABOUT TO RIP HIS THROAT OUT, DAD!"
I immediately run to the girls and shake them repeatedly. "WHAT HAPPENED IN THERE?!" I ask.
They look at each other and clench their jaws. "Nothing. Nobody was in there... that's when we knew something was up and immediately came back out" Dallas says.
I try to form words and look down at Kaitlyn and Light.
**
"She's not awake yet..." dad walks in and I look at her then back down with a look of saddens and worry.
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Mom puts her hand on my shoulder. "They will" she says softly.
"I know... I know" I frown.
Dad sits next to me. "I know they're your girls. And they will wake up"
I sigh and go to speak, until I hear groaning, causing all of us to shoot up and turn to see Kaitlyn waking up. "Kaitlyn!" I get up and slide next to her. "Are you okay?!"
She holds her head and sits up. "Mmm what happened? My heads killllling me" she groans.
"You were tranquilized. You and Light..." I explain.
She looks to her right to see Light laying down peacefully with her blonde locks covering half her face, so I brush it behind her ear. "Beth..." Kaitlyn shakes her gently.
I look at her. "Are you okay?"
She nods. "Just a bad migraine"
"It'll go away" grandpa says.
I nod in agreement. "How long have we been out?" Kaitlyn asks.
"An hour" I say. "He used a string ass tranquilizer"
