bulletproof [riot×tank]

chapter 17 - he will be the death of yours

Tank:
(I promise it'll make sense soon or later :) )

When I woke up, I was handcuffed to a chair. My shoulder hurt like hell. I got shot.
Oh fuck... I got shot.
I looked at my right shoulder. A bandage was wrapped around but it already bled out.
Slowly everything came back and I started to pull my shackles.
These fuckers really put some kind of narcotics in the bullets and I thought I was about to die in front of Riot's eyes.
Riot.
Where was he?
Here?

"Better for you to stop that", said a voice (it couldn't be more movie-like) from the darkness. I frowned.
"Who are you?" I asked and looked around as best I could. I stopped trying to free myself because it really fucking hurt anyway.
"Where's Riot?"
"Not with you" Oh, you don't say. Tell me more.
"Where. Is. He?" I repeated slowly.

A man came out of the dark. He had a narrow pale face and dark eyes.
"Here, in this building... very close actually" I closed my eyes. Goddamnit.
"We've bandaged your wound" he explained and nodded to my shoulder.
"Lovely" I said sarcastically.
"What did you do to him?"
"You don't have to worry about that"
"Oh, well, if you say that then of course I won't... tell me you piece of shit!"
"Your temperament is really...fascinating"
I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"Thank you, I'm often told that"

"Do you know where we are?" he wanted to know and didn't go any further on my remark.
"Uhm..." I looked around. The room was pretty dark. Behind the man was a large window set in.
"In the interrogation room?"
"Exactly"
Were we really in a police station? I was pretty sure it was illegal to keep us here without our lawyers and against our will.
Brave to keep us in an public building.
"Only that we are sitting on the other side, where the cops usually stand", I continued.
"That's right. Are you familiar with this?"
"What? Me? God, no. I just watched too much Brooklyn 99. They're all better cops than you, by the way."
He just rolled his eyes.

"What's your name?"
"Tank"
The man looked at me briefly and then laughed.
"Tank? That stupid name you got from teenagers on social media?"
"Uhm... Yes." I nodded.
I wanted to say something sarcastic to encourage myself, but I couldn't think of anything.
"Okay..." The man smiled. "You tell me your name voluntarily or we'll beat him out of you." I grinned.
"Don't you also have great hackers who could do this job? You've got my face. It can't be that hard. I know what I'm talking about. Don't we say the internet never forgets?"
He looked briefly to the ground and crunched his teeth.
"Oh no" I acted shocked.
"Don't tell me Anonymous erased my identity from the internet. And... my God... Riots, too? That's really..."
I smiled triumphantly.
"Unsatisfying"
Anonymous let us know from the very beginning that they will try to protect us and our identity as good as they can.

The man sighed.
"Well, we don't want to discuss your name too much now. We'd better talk about you."
"We already do-", I began, but he raised a hand to interrupt me.
"So... Tank. You're this tall, aggressive, fearless man. Nobody knows anything about you. You're just a shadow. Always there but never tangible."
Has he become poetic now?
"But... I have a few informations about your life."
"Oh do you?"
"Of course. You don't have to be a genius to understand how your simple brain works"
My jaw dropped. I didn't expect him to roast me like that.
I didn't say anything further. He couldn't know anything about me.

"So let me guess. You seem pretty perfect huh? Pretty face"
I smiled.
"Naw thanks"
"Perfect body. Smart. Good manners. Everything you could ask for."
"You're flattering me"
"But your social life is... How do I say it the best?...fucked up. No family to protect. Not even friends to fight for. There's nothing. Noone. You're on your own."
My smile was slowly wiped off my face.
"In a situation like this it's actually favorable isn't it? You are untouchable. But I've figured out your weakness."
I pressed my lips together.
"You don't know anything about me" I said and tried my best so my voice wouldn't shake.
"That's actually right... But you're telling me enough"
Fuck.