Tilly Thompson: Treasures Of Lima

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇʟᴠᴇ - ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴏᴘᴘᴏɴᴇɴᴛꜱ

_Coco Island, Costa Rica_

Tilly's eyes widened at the man who was named Dean Rowling. Head of the company Dstory, a man who was suppose to be hit and unconscious from a single hit to the head and fell very hard on the ground. He was now standing and living in front of her.

'Tilly Thompson and the others at Hemlock Archeological Conservation Centre...' He said walking in front of her, it wasn't him who was holding her captive instead one of his minions. He didn't look well, considering the bleeding stitch on his forehead and a bruise on his arm resulted him from bombing the children and adults of the tribe from a big fight. She realised the look of his arms, no one could scratch him like that unlike the harpoons of the tribe.'It was you! You were the one who bombed the village-'

'And so what if I did? Their civilisation were just one boring village waiting to be vanished! Like history itself! Gone! Abandoned like the rest of them Tilly! Live in the real world!' He shouts to her turning towards her and the ship. She frowns at him trying to resits but her grip just got tighter.

'All those children...Women and men, doing their efforts to save their village from people like...You...' She said in disgust looking at him before spitting on his shoes. Bold move since he was taken offence. He looks down at them before he nods to the men. His henchman hits the girl in her temple making her fall to the ground.

'Tilly!' Shouts Taron looking at her only to fight back from his henchman. But Tilly was fine. Almost fine, it was the feeling of her head that was killing her. She weakly looked at the scene.'Why are you doing this?' Thomas asked him as Taron was fighting the urge to just check if she was alright.

'Because...After years of torment...Discrimination, betrayal...I finally got what I want...It was finally time to see Taron try and fight for something he deserves instead of earning it...' Dean turns to Luke.

'And that goes for you...You called me names I will never forgive you for...You are a disgusting...And you will never be as good as Taron was...' He threatened him. Luke stayed quiet. He never spoke about his past but he knew he screwed up. Dean walks over to Taron and his his abdomen harshly making him groan and slide to his side. Dean picks his face up to his with his hands and stared at him.

'What happen to you Taron? We were such good friends...Brothers...Now you're taking away such gift for...These such immature rookies...And a New Zealander who's parents gave her away...What has really happened to you? Have you no synergy? Look...Here we are! The ship is right there! Take it! Take the treasure!' He asked him, gripping on his head making him wince. His eye opens revealing nothing but pain. Taron saw a leader, an emperor in Dean but Dean wasted his chances...Such potential. Taron didn't move an inch which made Dean stay truthful to his words, Taron couldn't do anything without his crew.

'Let's not forget...Who left who here...' Taron sassed the other man. Dean groans in frustration before throwing him on the ground. He walked towards the girls satchel and grabbed the compass.

'This...You stole this from me...' Tilly was still wounded.

'You can try to open it with the compass...But remember who got their hands on it first...' Said Tilly in a teasing and evil voice towards him. Dean jaw clenches and scoffed. He walks up to her and gripped on her hair harshly which made her silently wince.