Captured

Sam’s P.O.V
Now that the two numb nuts left I can finally get something to eat. I haven’t realized how hungry I am since I had so little to eat these past few days. Though keeping the boys safe and healthy is more important than me, since I could survive on little to no food for a long time. They came first no matter what. Niall comes over to join me on my bed that I moved when the boys were still trying to close their mouths before flies flew into them. Something is off about Niall though; it’s as if he can’t stop thinking about the escape tonight. I cast a worried look at him to which he responds with a kiss. I switch the side of the bed I was on by rolling Niall onto the other side of me. Simply so that if the evil two do decide to show up again I will be the first thing they see directly. Once I finish scarfing down my food I lay down on the bed giving Niall room to as well. The atmosphere in the room was calming to me. There seems to always be a calm right before a big mission. The calming atmosphere puts me right to sleep. Even in the calm I can not help but get an unrestful sleep. The dream is the worst ever had. Sure there wasn’t any picture to the dream just words being repeated over and over again; words from a long forgotten lesson. One we are sure to never to forget, one taught to us by, Storm the female we should have graduated with and we were now looking for.

“You can’t let your heart get in the way of your job. If you fall in love with the one you are protecting one of you is going to end up dead or hurt. There is no escaping it. You will fall in love with one person under your protection, and when you do nothing will go right. Everything will end with the downfall of one. The only way for the two people to live is if one has the other with a broken heart, while the other disappears forever. Nothing good can last.” Her voice is clear, demanding, and full of hate.

The dream suddenly changes to a room with me in it yet again I can hear Storm’s voice. This time though when she spoke a fire spreads through the room destroying everything.

“I know what you have done. I know that you try and believe you are doing the right thing but in the end you will die. All three of you will die. Everyone you love will be miserable and end up broken, shut down, and they will hate you in the end. How does it feel knowing that you have caused so much pain? How could you not see the lies that were being told to you by the school? You will watch everything that you love burn to the ground.” The flames in the dream reach up burning to the ceiling as I wake with a start gasping for breath.

Niall stirs next to me, still asleep. I fidget with my necklace, that’s now burning hot, while admiring how angelic he looks while he was sleep. Looking out the window I find that it’s time to start getting ready for the rescue.

“Time to get up everyone. We need to prepare to get rescued.” I say shaking everyone awake.

Once all of us are up I get the basket that has all the gear need for tonight. Heading to the basket I hear voices from the other side of the door. One is female the other is male. The male voice belongs to one of the guards that is tasked with making sure we don’t escape. Sorry pal but you are going to fail at that task tonight. While the female voice was distinctive and in no way could be mixed with anyone else’s voice. There was no mistaking Storm’s voice. When did she switch sides? What made her switch? I had no idea that she was in with the enemy. Though it shouldn’t surprise me, the thought of her being one of the orchestrators of this whole thing was a big shock. I shake the thought from my head at least for now. Right now I have to get the lads ready to go tonight.

When I return to the lads they look up at me ready for instructions. I start to explain the way things were going to happen tonight, as I pass them their equipment. Bullet proof vests, combat gloves, were handed out to them. Once I am done passing out the gear and helping them get it on, I get my own equipment ready. I strap on my pistol, dagger, and the throwing knives. Once all of those are in place I put on the rest of my gear. Somehow manage to get my boots, gloves, and my vest on just as the first sound of a battle start. The lads grow quiet once they hear the first of the gunfire; they have never experienced a fire fight before so I am surprised they aren’t panicking. I pass them some ear plugs to help protect their hearing. All of them look as if they might be sick. I can’t blame them. They grow jumpy as the fight draws closer to us.

Within the next ten minutes Kate and Rachel make it up to the fourth floor; the floor we are being held at. I count the seconds until they will arrive. With a sweep of every room and with a fight being put up it would take another five minutes before they could get to us. The calm has now faded into anticipation. I am ready to deal a blow to the people here. Kate and Rachel are now a minute away. I settle into a defensive stance in front of the lads. Just a few more seconds until the door is opens.

Three seconds to go. The guard falls down

Two seconds to go. The keys are found

One second to go. The key is in the lock.

Zero seconds to go and the door bursts open with Kate and Rachel ready to leave. I get out of the defensive stance and motion for the lads to follow. Rachel tosses me the keys to the prison and the key to one of the jeeps. With the lads now aware that this really is happening they follow us down the hallway with Kate leading, Rachel on the right side, while I take up the rear toward the stairs. Why the stair you may ask. Simple elevators are kill zones. If a group of guards were waiting for us at the elevators then we won’t have any place to retreat to. So we take the stairs. The climb down to the first floor happens without any more contact from the guards, Rick, Drake, or Storm. This escape is going way too easy; something is not right. We are almost to the doors when I see why the escape to the lower level has been easy. All the guards are covering all the exits; all but the farthest away, with little cover to conceal us if we move toward the door. I rush up to get Kate’s attention since she doesn’t see the guards all she can see is the exit. Too late we are spotted by none other than Rick and Drake. The guards don’t fire on us instead they try and get close to recapture us. Yeah that’s not going to happen. I holster my firearm that I don’t even remember unholstering in the first place. If they want to fight hand to hand then that’s what we shall do. I have this rule about a fair fight. If the enemy is fighting without weapons I don’t use weapons, if they fight with weapons then so do I. right now it’s hand to hand, all I can say is bring it, I don’t mind busting a few heads.

I push the lads back into the stairwell forcing the guards to come at us one at a time. We hold the stair well pretty good, but it’s time to move again. Kate has managed to punch a hole through the guard’s oncoming group. It doesn’t take long for us to get behind the guards. Our luck runs out when we suddenly find our way blocked by Drake and Rick. The guards begin to creep up behind us hoping to find an opening. Soon enough we are surrounded on all sides. We push the lads into the center and then place ourselves in front of them. If they want Liam, Niall or Louis, then they are going to have to deal with me first.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here? It looks like the witch managed to pull off some magic and escape her room. No matter you have nowhere to run to. No escape. The only way you can escape is if you take me out permanently along with Drake. Our boss would not be to please that we let you escape so easily.” Rick says.

“I’m fine with you two dying. In fact let’s settle this like old days. Close qourter fighting. If you win you keep me and let the rest go. Just imagine how much money you can get off of me. I swear the bounty to bring me alive to several countries is well over a billion dollars. If I win we all go free. Since you two are so inclined to try and kill me then why not accept the challenge and let’s make this interesting. The two of you versus me in a single match, same deal as before. This way both of you will have your chances to kill me.” I snap right back at them not taking my eyes off of the ring of people around me. I can hear them debating this option. They finally agree to it.

The guards back down from us, making way for Rick and Drake. They remove their weapons and any form of protection. They did keep a knife on them however, so I kept my dagger on me along with my combat gloves. Hey having a glove with steel in the proper places such as the knuckles, palm and the back of the hand is a great way to keep the upper hand with people who will cheat. I give my gear to Kate and Rachel.

“If there is a chance for you guys to escape take it. Do not wait for me. Do not look back no matter what happens. Don’t come back for me either. Get the lads to safety I will join when I can.” I speak in such a low hushed voice I’m not sure if they heard it.

The circle of people is close once again. My friends are taken to the sides giving room for the fight. Taking a deep breath I turn to face the two people I wanted dead more than anything. Let the games begin.

Just like in any professional fighting we have rules. Though we have one rule when it comes to fights like these it is the most important rule; every opponent fights equally. If they have a rifle I get a rifle. If they have two people I can have another person with me. The only time to break that rule is now. Hatred floods through my veins, I want them dead, but first they shall play my game.

Drake makes the first move lunging at me with his sword drawn. Where did that come from, he didn’t have it a second ago? I easily manage to sidestep the oncoming strike. I don’t have much time before Rick joins in with his sword. What the hell is with these guys and swords? If they want to play with swords that’s fine by me. I can make their weapons become their demise. Now the fight is just a matter of wearing them out. I feel a sting on my side as Drake’s sword pierces my skin, adding a new cut to my collection. The sting brings me back to reality. I can hear him trying to hold back his laughter, with little success. I circle the two I am facing off with. Not to find an opening but to see if my little group has managed to escape yet. I did not want Niall to see this. I know that I have to kill these two or there will not be any rest for us. I feel another sting from a sword piercing my skin. This time the pain sharp enough I drop to one knee. When I look up I see that my little group has escaped. The confirmation of the jeeps engine sounding and taking off give me my clue that they have escaped unnoticed. Not surprising with how loud the crowd is and how focused they are on the fight. But I have learded to block out sounds to find a single sound. Good now it’s time to end this fight. I can feel two sets of eyes staring me down almost as if they are commanding me to stay down.

I slowly get back to my feet. This time they will not win. When I get up I realized the cuts were not that deep. Instead they were placed right where the nerves would go the craziest with pain. I give them a glare that said come and get me I dare you. Rick attacks first. I landed a blow with steel knuckles right to his wrist that held the sword causing him to drop it. Just to make sure he couldn’t pick it back up I land another blow to his shoulder. Next Drake charges. I manage to block the blow that was aimed at my throat. He tries to catch his balance but fails; giving me an opening to strike him in the neck, which I take full advantage of. With all the strength and force I can gather I strike his neck in the right spot to kill him. Drake slumps to the floor lifeless. Rick now has a hold of a pistol and is aiming it right at me. He fires missing me. He is aiming with his non-dominant hand causing him to miss. I pull out my knife from its sheath around my thigh.

“You did hear Drake say that the best would walk away. Well it seems that today that is me. Your death is not just my revenge on you it is my mothers, my grandfathers, and every single person who you tortured. It’s the worlds final revenge on you.” I throw the knife at Rick hitting him square in the throat, killing him.

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