ANOTHER STORY ANOTHER TIME

CHAPTER SIXTEEN REALIZATIONS

His eyes were open, but they were covered with a blindfold, and his blindfold was soaking wet not only from the humidity in the air but the sweat running off his head! His hands were free, or at least not tied behind his back anymore, but they were now chained to the floor! The pungent smell of oil and grease was wafting through the air! Strangely for the first time he could hear two more heart beats besides his own, this was something new to him! He wanted to believe the heart beats belonged to the two men who had been with him on this horrible journey from the beginning! He tried to talk but then realized that his mouth had been taped shut! Then the footsteps returned,

"You are not supposed to awake yet!" His heart stopped he was conditioned to the fact every time someone got yelled at, they were going to get kicked, punched or hit in the head! He sat as still as possible, but this time the voice wasn't yelling at him, it was yelling at one of the others, and before he could even move, he heard a thud, it was a sound he knew way to well, it was the sound of a gun barrel striking a human body! As he quietly sat there, there was a large dragging noise coming into the room now!

"I can't believe we have dragged your ass from London to Africa now here, the Boss must need you real bad pretty boy! With no regards to the man he just drug in, the guard let his body hit the floor with a thud. The next sound he heard was also familiar sound of a body being kicked. The lack of any vocal sound told him that the person was already unconscious, and in his head, he knew once he got out of there, he was going to do everything in his power to make these men pay for their actions.

"Jenson, get up here one of the outer alarms have been tripped" the man pulled the walkie off the clip on his belt,

"We are on our way." Placing the walkie back on the clip, the two men ran up the rusty steps to the top deck.

"It may just be another animal but better to make sure!" The man who went by the name Jenson led the other as they walked a long ramp down to the sidewalk below. Following the man-made dirt path, both men looked from side to side after almost every step, careful to not set off any alarms that they had planted themselves.

After the men left, He could actually sense a new heartbeat. He moved his head back and forth making the blindfold slightly move, at which point he was able to see almost clearly, all he would have to do is lean forward and the blindfold would fall back into place. He slowly surveyed the room, and indeed the two soldiers that were with him were gagged, chained and blindfolded as well. The new heartbeat belonged to a younger man, he guessed around twenty-three or twenty-four, he had shorter light brownish hair, he was very fit, but he didn't seem military. As the man stirred, he started moaning. After a couple of moments, the two men returned with a third, so he lowered his head to hide that he was able to see.

"Good evening, dear First Sergeant Lasko, I am Traster, I was put to task to bring to you your demise, and I am looking forward to the death of every one of you!" The man looked at the guards,

"Pull his blindfold off, he has been able to see for quite some time now, oh yes Michael I know all, my creator has tasked me to capture you, and someone named Stilinski, but he somehow got away. But my dear Sergeant do not worry, the four of you were kept alive for good reason, you four each has an affiliation to someone on your rescue team, that in itself will cause enough chaos during their so-called rescue plans!" Michael had never been scared before, he had never had to worry about anyone but himself before he met Stiles and Pete, and now there were four of them he was scared for Stiles and his team. The being that called itself Traster had picked up a pole off of the floor, "Oh by the way Sergeant, you and your rescuers will go up in a ball of fire we have meticulously placed munitions around this deserted Park that will take care of each and every one of you' but we now must take our leave!" After making his statement, he swung the pole at Michaels head, knocking him unconscious.