"We have captured him. He's tied up downstairs, he claims he'll talk but if you ask me...well..I doubt it." You chuckled lightly and swiveled your chair around.
Ally and Normani had left the room before you could ask any questions.
You went over to the side cabinet you have a pulled out a simple switch blade. Nothing fancy, cheap if you were being honest.
You walked out you office and closed and locked the door behind you. You took a deep breath and closed you eyes for a second.
When you opened them they stung a little. You walked to the little wall mirror and looked in the mirror.
Your eyes changed color, they went from being y/e/c to being black on the outer part and red going towards the center.
You nodded to yourself and walked down to what you considered the main area, other people considered it the worst room on the whole manor.
The man who had been captured was sitting on the floor, both legs out in front of him. Rope and duct tape around his arms and torso.
He looked up at you and had tears in his eyes.
You went over and pulled the bandana out of his mouth, he coughed a few times and then spit on his pants to get the taste of cloth out of his mouth.
"I was told you had info that you want to trade for you to be able to keep your life." The man nodded fast, you leaned against the wall and motioned for him to talk.
He let out a cough and then didn't speak.
"Talk. Your allowed to." All you saw was him smirk and before you knew it you heard glass shaderring upstairs.
You looked at the stairs and everyone was visibly confused.
Before you could move one of you helpers walked over and pushed the man down and onto his stomach.
It didn't take long for a gun shot to ring through the room.
The man was dead.
Now for another problem, who was upstairs.
You ran over and grabbed a gun from a little crate in the corner of the room.
You quickly cocked it and ran past everyone and straight through to the first floor.
Right as you got to the top of the stairs you were pushed and suddenly you had not only a knife to your throat but a gun pointed at you.
"fuck.." you whispered to yourself.
The person that had the knife to you chuckled and dragged you outside and pushed you straight into a van. The person slammed the doors closed and all you could get for an image was that the person had long hair.
So it was a chick.
Nice to know.
The person started the van and drove, you were confused to say the least.
It felt like forever before the van stopped.
You hopped onto your knees and went to look out the back windows, you couldn't though, they were blocked.
You groaned and sat back on your heels, waiting for some to open the doors.
You could hear talking outside. It was two women.
You were about to try and listen in on the conversation but the doors swung open. The woman who had thrown you into the van yanked you out by your arm and had the knife in her hand again.
You looked at her and took in her image.
She had black hair and brown eyes, you found it a tad bit funny of how rough she was, mostly because she was half your size.
As you both got closer to the building all you could think of was fighting against her grip. Thats exactly what you did though.
Right as you got to the door you quickly yanked your arm back, She hadn't seen that coming which made her lose all her grip.
You took five steps backwards and were about to run but you got yanked back by the handcuffs.
You groaned as you fell ass first onto the ground.
"for fucks sakes what do you want? And who the hell are you?" The woman chuckled and pulled you to your feet.
"First off I want you...and secondly...all you need to know about my identity is that I'm elite" Right after she said that everything went by in a blur.
Suddenly her fist slammed into your face.
You were out cold.