Bloody Bullets

The truth will set you free.

Everyone pulled up to the spot where they were supposed to do the deal. It was an old abandoned building that was almost burnt down years ago. Lance was surprised it even held up this long, once the brothers put on their masks, the wooden warehouse standing tall and mighty. Not knowing the future that will come to it, he almost feels bad for it. The boys all got out the car and turned to each other. Shiro tightly holding onto Lance as he put handcuffs on him.

"Just for presentation. You know what to do when the time is right." Shiro whispered into lances ear, he nodded and pushed lance to move.

"You sure this plan of yours in gonna work?" Keith asked, he looked between the two.

"I'm positive, so stop worrying so much." Lance whispered, then started grumbling when Shiro pushed him again. Glaring back at the multicolored haired man.

They began to move towards the wooden building, the three men made their way inside cautiously. Looking around the building in case any sudden interruptions occurred in the plan. It was dark when they fully made their way in, the door that was slightly opened was their only source of light. Keith squinted and looked around, trying to enhance his hearing.

"I have a bad feeling about this." He whispered to the two men. There was a loud bang next and the door behind them shut, they kept close to each other when a spot light shined in the middle of the room. Lotor standing there, his white hair shining in the light, a eerie smile plastered on his tanish face.

"You really do come fashionably late boys, I was starting to think you weren't going to show up and your begging was a huge bust." Lotor smirked, he eyed the file in Shiro's hand then looked back up at the brothers.

"You need the file and your pet more than we do." Shiro said, he eyed the chair that was placed in front of them.

"You got me there, now if you may. Could you place the boy on the chair with the file? I really don't trust you Gane brothers." Lotor said, he pointed to the rusted old chair that looked like it was about to break from even the slightest touch to it.

Shiro hummed and pushed Lance forward, the Cuban gasping from how tightly Shiro was grasping his wrist and the cuffs getting tighter. He placed Lance on the chair and placed the files behind lances back. Then walked backwards with a smirk on his face.

"Now that we have that settled, the girl was already transferred to one of your private facilities. Should of gotten there a few hours ago maybe. Now if you would back away, me and my boy will be leaving with my file." Lotor glared at the Gane brothers as they backed away. The door that was shut had a little crack in it, meaning it was locked and Lotor had extra measures in case the two were short of their deal. They both walked out and leaned against the door, waiting for the signal.
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"Now, let's me get the files and get the fuck out of here." Lotor said, he grabbed the files from the chair. He started to walk away, Lance staring at the back of his former boss.

"Are you gonna let me out? The cuffs are sorta metal, it's not like I can break them." Lance asked, he started moving around the chains rattling every time he moved.

"You know, we wouldn't gave been in this fucking mess if it wasn't for you reckless ass. You wouldn't have never gotten taken and I would've never had to give so much shit up for you." Lotor said whiling stopping in his tracts, he turned his head slightly and glared at Lance.

"It wasn't like I planned to be captured by them Lotor, technically if there's anyone to blame for everything. It would be you!" Lance shouted, he gave Lotor an icy glare as he shuffled in the chair.

"Oh really now? You wouldn't have said that if you knew who was transferred. Pretty little Rosa, you know someone with that name? Don't you, blue?" Lotor chuckled, he turned around fully looking at the killer.