Deception (R6S Fanfiction)

Chapter Five

It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty,
and how few by deceit.
Noël Coward

It has been 3 days of this crap.
And I have said nothing, even though I've had a couple close calls.

"I'm honestly quiet impressed." Says the doctor, who is sitting in front of me after another day of Caviera's methods.
I glance at him, my lips cracked, neck aching. All of me hurts.
"......" I keep my eyes trained on him.
"Most of you terrorists tend to spill things after the first day." Says Doc. I slowly nod, and try to get comfortable.
"Why are you holding back information? What has the terrorist ever done for you?"

"What makes us terrorists?" I ask, blood dripping from my mouth.
The doc stares at me. "What do you mean?"
"What makes us any different from you guys?.." I ask.

"I don't know too much. I'm just a doctor." He says. I let out a soft smirk.

"Then let me see the man in charge... who was it again? Name started with an h..." I sit there, acting like I was trying to remember the boss's name.
I was acting. Everyone knows his name.
"Harry?" Asks the doc. I nod, smirking.
"He probably knows more than you."
"He probably does.." doc says, standing.
"I'll tell him you want to speak to him."
As the doctor leaves the room, I sit there.
Ever since I got here, something has been nagging me in the back of the head.
Little is known about the Ten Commanders of the white masks. Of the ten, only four have revealed their identity to us, one being the supreme commander himself, General Tronovinski III. However, while we know his identity, the rest is classified. Except for one thing, he has a nephew who works for Rainbow, and is to be kept alive.
The thing is, non of us know who it is. But I'm one to assume that the nephew of our general, isn't some random recruit.

He might be an operator, but I doubt it. I feel like he wouldn't want to be an easy target.

As I look up to the opening door, I smile in greeting to who I suspect the nephew of General Tronovinski III...

"Harishva Pandey..." I say.
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What scared Harry wasn't that the terrorist knew his name, it's that he wanted to speak to him.

Harry took a glance at Ash, who was looking at him.
"I don't like this..." she says.
"I don't either. But he can't possibly have a weapon, and he is cuffed to a chair."
"Still, he is planning something." She says, glancing at the terrorist.

"I don't see what can go wrong." Harry states.
"That's what scares me Six..." she fixes her eyes towards Harry. "Neither can I."
Harry chuckles a bit. He nods, standing up as Doc opens the door.
"He wants to spe-"
"I'm aware. I was listening." States Harry.

"Do you know why he needs to see you?" Asks Ash.

Harry looks at his phone, wondering if he should make a quick call, before he glances at Ash. "Doc, please leave the room."
"Yes sir." States doc, as he leaves the room, closing the door.

"What ever this man says, it is probably correct. What ever is said stays between the three of us. Understood?" Harry asks.

She stares at him, and then glances at the White Mask. She then nods, and he smiles, standing up. "Thank you."

"I trust you. Even if you are new." She states, and Harry laughs.
"I'm only new to being Six. I'm still the same Harry as before." He states.
She smiles, and nods.
Grabbing his phone, and putting it in his pocket, he takes a breath.
"First interrogation?" Asks Ash. Harry chuckles a bit.
"Sure, something like that." He says, stepping out of the room.