The Million Dollar Man

<< And I'm that in. >>

His grin faltered, and he gave a short jerk of his head, confirming my thoughts.

The cold, emotionless mask was secured on my expression, and I thought over everything that had been said. << And what's the plan for tonight? It couldn't be that simple if I may have to kill someone if it goes wrong. >>

I felt all eyes on me, my skin prickling under their stares.

Sebastian spoke up after a moment of silence. << Tonight, you, if you agree to this, will be going to a club on the edges of London. This club is owned by the Black Pythons-<< Sebastian snorted, << a fairly weak gang. It just so happens that they've gotten a new recruit, who in turn has been a very strong asset to the gang. He's bringing them more power, and instilling courage amongst the men, giving them the false presumptions that their gang could possibly rise up. >>

<< You want me to bait him? >> I questioned, unsure of what Sebastian was trying to tell me.

<< Exactly, but unlike your jobs before, I want you to get him to take you to his home, where we will follow you. Once there, there's a series of things that can happen, which is what I need you to understand. No matter what, you need to keep him from finding out who you are. If he finds out you're working for us, then the mission will crash and burn. »>>

<< So I get to his home, and then what? >> I ask, << Just go with the flow until you guys show up? >>

Callum decided to cut in now, << Remember your first job? The one with Chuck Forrest ? >>

I instantly flinched at the thought of it, resulting in Sebastian narrowing his eyes at my reaction.

<< Yes, >> my voice was soft, yet audible.

<< Well once you're there, you'll need to distract him long enough for us to get in, hack his computers to gather the gang's intel. >>

<< But what if they don't store it there ? » I asked, growing nervous.

Mason shook his head, << They do. I'm positive about that. Their firewall is nearly impossible to penetrate, but if I get my hands on one of their own computers, I am sure I can get in within minutes. >>

<< And then? >> I egged on, eager to know more. << What happens next? >>

<< Then, >> Sebastian spoke, << we find out if the Black Pythons are part of this growing force against us. >>

<< And if they are ? »

<< Then we slaughter every last one of them. >> Sebastian's voice held a lethal tone, and I winced at the sharpness of it. << But that would be if everything goes wrong. >>

<< We hope that they have yet to be recruited, and in fact, there is a large possibility that they haven't. >>

<< But if they don't have any part of it, how would this help us get an in? >> I asked, confused.

<< It wouldn't. >> Sebastian's blunt answer drew silence from the rest of us. << But like I said, this is risky, and this will be very dangerous. >>

<< Now Evelyn, >> Sebastian said, walking around his desk. He made his way up to me, so that he was standing mere inches away.

<< What do you say, are you up for the challenge? >>

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The back of my hand gently brushed away the trickling droplets of crimson blood that was increasingly dripping from my nose. Pain radiated through my body, but I didn't care. I couldn't care. At this point, the pain was numbing me, and I welcomed it.

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I kicked over the unconscious body in front of me and grabbed the gun from his limp hand. Sounds of gunshots echoed throughout the house, and I limped through the hallway, hoping to get as far away as I could. Before I could react, a hand was placed over my mouth, silencing the scream that came out a fraction of a second too late. I struggled violently in the arms of my captor, fighting desperately to break free. The gun fell from my hands, forcing me to use all of my strength against the man.

I was dragged backwards into a room, and the slam of the door along with the click of the lock made my stomach twist nervously.

A scream left my lips as I hit the ground, and though the pain was overwhelming, I forced myself to crawl to the wall, and distance myself from the man who was most likely plotting to kill me.

<< Get back here-<< My screams grew deafening as a hand wrapped around my ankle, dragged me backwards.

A choked cry left my lips as I was lifted up, and thrown onto something soft- a bed.

You're in a bedroom, I thought to myself, no windows, no bathroom, there is only one exit.

My senses were kicking in, and my eyes were adjusting to the dimly lit surrounding.

A gasp left my lips as a body hovered over mine, pinning me to the bed. My hands flew up, a last attempt to shove away my attacker.

<< Would you stop that? >> The murderous tone in his voice made me whimper and tears to sting at the corners of my eyes.

Through my tears, I was able to make out the dark haired, green-eyed boy on top of me, who was now holding a knife to my throat.

The sharp blade was pressed flat against the base of my throat, a sign that he wasn't going to kill me- yet.

<< I'm going to ask you a few questions, and so help me God you better answer every single one, and truthfully. >>

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I struggled against Eric's hold on me, but when he changed the position of the blade, my body stilled.

With wide, tear filled eyes, I watched his fearfully. He smirked at my instantaneous reaction, and adjusted the blade so that it no longer was on the verge of slitting my throat open.

<< It's pretty clear that you aren't who you say you are, so why don't you start off by telling me who you really are. » There was something in his tone, almost challenging me to lie. << Ev-Evelyn Summers, >> my voice was weak and shaky, though I tried my best to build but an unbreakable exterior.

A look of shock spread across Eric's features, and he leaned back, straddling my unmoving form.

<< That means that you-<< His wide eyes made their way back to me, before looking up at the ceiling, where the fighting continued. << That means that those people up there... >>

He was now standing at the side of the bed, pacing back and forth while shaking his head every now and then.

I flinched when his head snapped up, his eyes blazing with unleashed fury. I felt fear wash over me as he hands clenched in rage.

<< You brought the Kings here ! » He roared, fury lacing every word.

A panicked squeal left my lips as he lunged forwards. I managed to roll away just in time, narrowly dodging Eric's outstretched hands. I sprinted towards the door, despite the ache that was making every movement unbearably painful.

A helpless sob broke through my trembling lips when I realized the door was locked. I felt my entire body heave as I tried and tried to open the door. Another sob shook through me when I felt a body come up behind me. Instantly, I was flipped so that I was pressed against the door, the knife back to my neck.

<< I should end your life right now, »> he snarled, pressing down extremely hard. A shaky cry left me as the knife broke through a thin layer of skin. A think line of blood was surely on my neck now, physical evidence of the damage the knife had done.

<< P-Please, >> I cried out, not caring about how weak and pathetic I sounded.

Eric snarled, and held back the knife, as if he were about to stab me. Instead, he sent me a nasty glare before he placed the knife into the waistband of his jeans, and pulled out a key.