Missing Comrades

Prologue

The flame ignites then burns out. Ignites, burns out. Ignites, burns out.

Chris's right-hand clenches the handle of the knife as he twirls the sharp end on the wooden table. "Jamie..." He stabs the wooden material. He turns the flame on then it burns out again. Chris's flaming eyes look at the pictures pinned up against the wall in front of him. He stands up and brings the sharp end up to Lauren's picture. He presses the knife on the cheek and creates a cut. "You'll pay..." He says angrily. Then the boy turns to Camila's picture. He creates an 'x' over her face, his eyes pooling with more hatred, "And you'll be eliminated."

"Boss!"

Chris turns around as Hemsworth comes jogging into the kitchen. "What's up?" He places the knife down.

"Everything is ready for tomorrow. Lieutenant Jauregui and Camila are still on their honeymoon," Hemsworth says.

"Perfect," Chris nods.

"See you tomorrow, boss."

Once Hemsworth left the boy alone once more, he turns around to the two pictures. "I can't wait to see your world burn without you here to protect it," He grits his teeth, clenching his jaw tight.

Chris's POV

I throw the duvet off of me as I scratch my chest. I pull a black shirt over my head and I walk out to the kitchen. I prep myself a cup of coffee as I lean against the kitchen counter slowly sipping my coffee. My eyes land on Jamie's switchblade which makes me grip the coffee mug and my chest tighten.

"Boss?"

My attention snaps towards Hemsworth, "What?"

"We're ready for tonight," He says.

I lean over and snatch the switchblade, clutching it in my palm as I drink the rest of my coffee. "Let's light shit up," I put the mug down on the counter.

I dismount my bike as my eyes scan the building. The beat of the loud music from inside filling the silent night. I take the Molotov Hemsworth handed me and take the lighter out of my pocket. I light up the cloth and hand the lighter to Hemsworth as he lights his up. At the count of three we throw the Molotovs as they shatter the windows. "Burn baby burn," I mumbled.

In seconds the entire building bursts into flames as people's screams fill the night sky. I get on my bike and drive away with Hemsworth's van close behind me.

Soon I'm standing in front of the Chicago Police Department. The parking lot is pretty much vacant as we light up a couple of Molotovs. I take the cigarette in between two fingers as I blow out the smoke. "Light it up," I said, my voice coming out raspy.

"Your the boss," Hemsworth says.

He throws the Molotovs through some windows as the building lights up.

Zayn's POV

I'm down in the lab with Harry as we work on some files he needed help with. We hear screams from up top and we glance at each other. He bolts up the stairs with me right behind him to see everything on fire, smoke fills my lungs. I cough as everything fills with flames and black smoke.

Chris's POV

Hemsworth retreats into the trees as I watch the building burn down slowly, I back up into the woods as the late-night officers rush out.

Right as my cigarette falls on the ground an explosion of flames bursts through the windows and sliding doors. The impact was so hard that it sends me flying. I groan as I hit solid ground. I spit the grass and dirt out and stand up getting on my bike before any of Lieutenant Jauregui's officers see me.

After having a hard time tracking the Mongols Biker joint, I get off my bike. "Hm, impressive little joint," I whisper to myself.

Dinah's POV

"Boom!" I cheer.

"What the actual fuck!" Colson turns his last card.

"Admit it, you suck at Blackjack," I said.

"Good game Dinah," Gerald chuckles.

We hear a window shatter and we all three stand up. Before we can move, we hear someone screaming and everything burns quickly. I stare down at the burned corpse of one of our members. The rest of the biker members rush out of the joint as the fire spreads quickly. I was about to rush out as well but I hear a high pitched scream.

I look over to see Colson helping members out so I rush to the female member. A shattered bottle of beer has penetrated her thigh. I kneel beside her and grip the bottle. "Okay I'm going to pull in, 3... 2... 1." I pull the bottle out causing her to release another high-pitched scream.

I pick the girl up in my arms and rush out. I hear the roof collapse down behind us. The wood beneath my foot breaks as my ankle sinks in causing the girl to roll out of my arms. "Get out!" I yell.

She hobbles to the entrance and makes it out. I punch the weak wood making my knuckles bleed but end up freeing my ankle. I was about to make it out through the nonexistent doors but the roof comes collapsing down on me and I see nothing but black now.

Chris's POV

I cover my nose and mouth with a bandana as I hold a Molotov in my hand. I started with Pink 390, then the Chicago Police Department, then the Mongols MC biker joint, and lastly I'm here, standing in front of Camila's home.

"That dumb fucking bitch shot and killed my brother," I mumbled to myself. I throw the Molotov through an open window, a devilish grin on my face. "Let's see how that bitch feels when she hears that her father died," I mumble.

I get on my bike and drive away, Hemsworth's van following close behind me. Back at my hideout, I sit on the couch as I turn on the TV. The fires are already getting talked about making a smirk form.

"We don't know how these fires start or who caused them but one civilian got injured and is urgently being sent to the hospital and sadly two got consumed by the flames and died, one of them being the COP of the Chicago Police, the other a normal civilian which we don't know why his house got targeted. The victims have been identified as Jeremy Beiber and Alejandro Cabello," Says the news anchor.

"Oh," I let out. I lean forward as both of their pictures pop up on the screen, then the camera feed shifts to a blonde girl on a stretcher, unconscious, as she urgently gets loaded up into the back of an ambulance. This might be the one who got injured during the outburst. I lean back on the couch as I watch everything unfold on the TV screen. "Suffer..." I whisper.