Kim Possible: Final Masquerade

Self Sins

5:22 PM
Abandoned Warehouse

*WHACK*

"AHH!"

"So, you gonna talk?"

"I've told you a hundred time—

*WHACK*

"AHHH! FUCK!"

"And I've told you a hundred times, it's not a reasonable answer. Now, tell us where we can find it or the next thing we start whipping is nuts. Got it?"

"Idiot! There is nothing left! You're hunting for something that doesn't even exist." The thin and lanky man said, tied to an old, rusty computer chair with thick rope. He was covered in cuts and spatters of his own blood. The black mask that usually covered his eyes was cut to ribbons. It covered only one half of his face, with the other half completely ripped off.

"This fool is terribly misinformed. What do you want to do with him?" The bulky man spoke. He had on only a pair of partially torn jeans, and a slim fit black sweater. The prisoner could see the end of his tattoo sleeve starting to cover the top of his wrist.

The purpled haired masked man couldn't see who he was talking to. His accomplice was standing behind him with his arms crossed. Reason being, he didn't want to be seen. Fact was, he didn't even want to be there. Eric was the one who planned this snatch-and-grab. Why wasn't he the one getting his hands dirty?

"We'll get him to talk. One way or another." Will Du said, still staying off of the superhero's sight. He knew surely if he was seen, then he'd been ratted out to Global Justice. And as far as they knew, he was still on leave after healing from the highway disaster.

"Right." The tied up hero said long and drawn out. "Okay seriously though, you guys definitely picked the wrong member of Team Go to kidnap." He said with a smirk.

"Why? Not like you can do anything with that power-dampener around your neck." The bearded muscular man said with a smile that matched.

"True, but they would have done this with less attitude. Not that it matters, though. They'll find the trail I left behind and track me right. Back. Here." His grin never left his face. That phrase alone made Will turn around from his thinking and look at the Metahuman.

The bearded man stood up from his knelt position and looked at him. "So.. what are ya thinkin'?" He asked Will. Will stood in the same position, with his hand up to his chin and the other underneath and pressed into his armpit. He had to think. Clearly they weren't going to get anything out of this guy anytime soon, so they're we're just wasting their time.

Will Du sighed, and walked closer to the purple hero in the chair. "He isn't going to talk. That's clear to me now." He spoke.

"Do you think this dumbass actually doesn't know where to find the fragments of the comet?" White Wolf, Will Du's criminal activity partner asked.

"I don't know. But either way, he's of no further use to us. We need to get rid of him." Will said, and put his hands on the back of the Team Go member's chair. The hero just rolled his eyes and sighed in annoyance, loud enough to catch their attention.

"Oh come now, boys. That's no way to treat or guest, is it?" A sarcastic, masculine voice echoed through the warehouse. Eric walked out of the shadows of the old wooden crates, revealing himself to the bloodied hero. A bright smirk covered his face as he approached the trio.

"You? You're the one behind all of this? Oh brother. I expected Electronique or even my own sister before I'd ever thought of you. Didn't you get your ass kicked by a teenager last time you were out and about?" Mego chuckled to himself.