Living Happily After

63: What happened

There stood...Bianca or her nickname, Colin.

That was the second time Gilbert thought this thought to himself. 'Did I make a mistake dropping my guard down upon a stranger?'

"Why...are you here?" He asked, even though it was unnecessary, if he'd only look closer, the answer was in front of him.

"Why? What do you mean why? She's been working...for me."

"Then who the hell are you?" Gilbert didn't know why...the situation felt off, something was going on and he didn't realize it sooner.

He had that instinct again, that feeling of alertness, it came back...but instead of fighting it off, he let it be...he might need it.

"Who? Me? Haven't you noticed already?"

'Who is he? I don't get it...!' Gilbert's reaction time was late, he only saw it now. This person's eyes look similar to someone he saw a few years back. Of course, he couldn't forget it.

Then something clicked, he knew who this person was all along! This...this person is...

"Nice seeing you again, Major. I'm Private Jones, Edward Jones."

For some reason, Gilbert wasn't scared...his instincts had taken over and instead...he glanced sternly at Bianca.

"You." His aura changed, he boldly walks towards Bianca, keeping his stern gaze at her, making her step back a bit.

Edward was amused, he stepped back and just watched, like it was some sort of entertainment.

Bianca was holding something behind her back...

Without another word, Gilbert grabbed the object behind her back. It was a knife. Then he pointed it towards Jones.

"Oho? What do you plan on using that for?" Jones playfully asked.

Gilbert said nothing and loudly stepped closer and closer towards Jones. This sound resonated around the court or where ever they were.

Jones just watched him, looking amused as ever.

When Gilbert was a foot away from Jones, he took his chance and dashed towards him and cut his slightly on his cheek, then he stopped.

After that movement, none of them moved, neither Gilbert nor Jones did.

Until, just seconds later, Gilbert had pinned Jones down on the ground.

Jones still looked amused.

"Why do you still have that look on your damn face? Are you truly heartless or what?! Answer me!" Gilbert shouted those last words at Jones' face.

Jones kept his face.

"Why do you think? No one in this room had the gal to take me down, the ones who did died, but that wasn't my fault." He said emotionlessly.

"What?! You....grr...I thought you were smart, Jones!" Gilbert yelled at him.

This time Jones' face changed. 'Is he....scolding me?'

Enraged with hated, Gilbert calmed himself and fought it off, then...he stood up.

Jones quickly stood up as well, with no expressions on his face.

"Why did you kill James?"

"Hah! Who? Who's that?" Jones knew who it was, he was just mocking him.

"You know damn well who!" Then Gilbert tried to stab Jones.

(A/N: Then cue the action scenes in my head that I can't write down because I'm not a action writer. Just imagine it as you will, sorry. Hahaha-)

Jones slashed a big gash on Gilbert's arm, but Gilbert knew better and let adrenaline take over him. He lifted Jones (considering how light he is compared to Gilbert) and threw him as hard as he can.

Jones was taken aback, and the fall hit him with dizziness.

Gilbert used this and punched him as hard as he could in his face. He let anger take over but he didn't kill him. He knocked him out.

He tied his arms and legs together, and tied his mouth as well.

Then, with his working arm, he grabbed Jones' collar.

Before dragging him out, he looked at the crowd in the room.

"Look. I know you were just involved in this, but this man right here have committed various crimes and is a wanted man for years now. You all are part of this, at the least you'll be out of prison in a year or so. Don't resist. Do you understand? Or do I have to tell you more?" Gilbert said unto the crowd.

He was replied with quite unexpected comments.

"Honestly, it's better than I could ever hear!"

"Finally, my family is safe!"

"Thank you so much! I'm free!"

"I'm so happy, I'm fine staying in jail for only a year, I've been stuck in here for years!"

"Wahhh! I was so scared! He killed multiple people! I thought I was going to die!"

"Thank you Sir! You freed us!"

"Yeah! Thank you!"

'Damn it Jones, just how many people did you have to endanger for you to be satisfied?'

"Good. Any of you who runs will be fined with 1000 Euros." Gilbert said, before checking his pockets.

"Huh?!"

'How stupid, I actually have a radio in my belt.'

"Hello? This is M.S.B., I repeat this is M.S.B." Gilbert said in the radio.

"Copy. This is Station XX. Captain here on duty."

Apparently, Captain Admiraal was still in the Station.

"Captain. I am in need of dispatch here. Multiple people are gathered underground and I need at least 2 station worth of people to handle this situation."

"Copy. M.S.B. Confirm your location."

"Well, it's a dark alley a couple blocks down the tavern everyone goes to Sir. I'm not sure, but you'll see a staircase then a green door."

"Copy. I know where that is, I'll report it and send in the officers down there ASAP."

"Alright. M.S.B. out."