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Chapter IV: Cerebellum

After letting his team rest for a week, (which was very rare; sometimes he only let them rest a few hours) James told them to go and cut some bad bits off the web. He gave them the location and who all to kill, then left them to the job.

The traitors were hiding out in an abandoned warehouse that was way too predictable and was kept so dirty that James would have vomited if he'd been there. The team left under the cover of night, making no sound as they crept through the dimly-lit upper levels of the warehouse. Hidden in the flies, the four snipers assembled their rifles and watched the five traitors below.

Their instructions were simple: find the idiots and take them out. But Gordon told them to wait before killing the traitors. He wanted to hear what they were up to next, in case they had to take out some more "dirty pig bastards," as he called them.

Nothing interesting was happening, and so Gordon made the signal for everyone to take aim. Sebastian was assigned to killing two men instead of one, because according to Gordon he was the newbie and needed to take one for the team in a sort of initiation. Or maybe it was just because Gordon wanted Sebastian to go screw himself.

So, waiting in the wings, the four raised their rifles and peered through the scopes. Sebastian was having a little trouble keeping his gun steady.  A few seconds later, Gordon gave the signal, and shots rang out in the warehouse. Sebastian took out his first target and then quickly moved to the second, who was running away. His shaking hands made him shoot the traitor's leg, then shoulder, then finally his head.

After that was over with, the four exited seperately and regrouped back at the manor. Everyone seemed mad at Sebastian. They all gave him the silent treatment, and when James called them in to discuss the mission, Gordon was the first to rat him out, of course.

"Moran had to shoot his second target three times," he blurted out before Moriarty had the chance to say anything. The criminal mastermind's gaze snapped to Sebastian.

"Is that true?"

Sebastian replied quickly, "Yes, sir. It is."

After a moment of silence, James nodded. "How unfortunate. Did the traitor die?"

He nodded just as James had. "Yes."

Moriarty's gaze then moved back to Riley Gordon. "It doesn't matter how it happened," he said softly, "just that it happened. Now stop being a snitch." He growled the last word, facial expression suddenly feral.

Easton flinched, even though the slight threat wasn't directed toward him. "Anyway," James said, regaining his composure, "I have two missions: one for Riley and Sebastian," --there was a groan heard at this-- "and one for Easton and X. They are both sniper missions, so you don't have much to worry about. Both take place Thursday, so you have two days to rest. Meeting adjourned. Riley, stay after."

Everyone but Gordon and Moriarty stood and left. As Sebastian entered the hallway and started walking down it, he got an overwhelming feeling of dizziness. He suddenly couldn't keep his balance. His legs collapsed underneath him and with a grunt, he landed rather abruptly on the soft carpeted floor. He moved to sit with his back against the wall, trying to stop his head from spinning. The want for the drug he had depended on so much was suddenly unbearable. He needed it. Now.

Screwing his eyes shut and clenching his fists to try and stop the sick feeling and the pain, he heard a steady stream of curses flow from the conference room beside him.

"...and an insolent prat!" Gordon finished, and from what Sebastian gathered, the team leader was talking about him. There was a long pause, in which Gordon's slightly heavy breathing could be heard. "Why did you hire him, Jim?"