I've never really written anything for the Uncharted Series before, so I hope you like it! :)
'Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something and has lost something' -H. Jackson Brown Jr
His heart ached, smashing to pieces like every window as the sound of his gunshots filled the room. As his gun clicked, he sighed knowing he was finally out of ammo. With another angered huff, he threw his empty gun across the room as it bounced against the wall before landing on the floor.
"You done?"
Nathan turned swiftly to see Sully leaning against the doorway as he stood with crossed arms. Nathan watched as Sully walked across the room to pick up his gun before taking a step towards him.
"Look kid, I know you're pissed but shooting every window in the goddamn place ain't gonna bring her back!"
Snatching his gun from Sully's grip, Nate placed it back into his holster.
"Well what the hell am I supposed to do?!"
"Stop wasting your ammo is a good start, I'd say."
Nate let out a scoff as he turned back to a table covered in maps and documents. Useless and more dead-ends just added to his anger and frustration.
"I've got to find her Sully, it's my fault she's gone!"
"We will, but you know she can take care of herself. She's not gonna let those assholes anywhere near her."
Nate laughed in spite of himself as he turned back towards Sully.
"Alright, Monroe's men were last seen walking around Patras. I say we track them and we find Elena."
"Sure kid…although you might wonna think about reloading your gun. Something tells me we're gonna need em!"
After an hour of driving; Nathan and Sully sat silently watching Monroe's men.
"Alright that mansion they're guarding has to be Monroe's. How much you betting Elena's inside?"
"I bet it's gonna take us a hell of a lot of gun power to get through those guys."
"We won't need to, come nightfall the place is down to a skeleton crew; that's when we move in."
"Sounds good."
Nathan flipped the ignition as the car once again erupted to life. Before driving off, he hesitated as he stared at the huge mansion. The grand architecture, the beautiful Greek stonework spoiled by the ugliness of the butch heavily armed men stood by the gate. Knowing how close his was to getting his wife back, he couldn't stop the guilt that weighted on his chest.
"Nate! Whattya waiting for?"
"Huh? Oh right."
Nate broke away from his thoughts as he pulled away from the sidewalk and drove down the street.
As night fell Nathan took a breath as he crept up the side of the wall before effortlessly leaping up and over it. He quickly found cover behind the small stone garden fence as he peered over the top, spotting Sully on the other side of the garden. The two snuck silently towards the front gate, now being guarded by just two men. After quickly taking them out, Nate and Sully made their way towards the basement door.
Staying close to the wall with guns drawn, Nate and Sully snuck through the empty kitchen that led them upstairs to the grand dining room. The two froze as they both looked at the multiple doors down either side of the room. Sully sighed in defeat as glanced to Nathan.
"Goddamn it! Now what?"
"Uh…Elena's gotta be here somewhere. You check down the right side, I'll go to the left."
"You got it!"
As the two went their separate ways, Nate chose the first door he came to on his left. After being greeted by a long hallway, Nate stayed low as he followed wherever it led too. He stopped as he came to a tall wooden double door; preparing himself for the worst, Nate gripped his gun tightly as he reached for the door knob. When the door clicked but didn't open, Nate sighed under his breath.
"Damn it, locked!"
Looking up, Nate spotted an open window just above the door. Sliding his gun into his holster, Nate climbed up a nearby bookcase as he jumped across to the window ledge. As he pulled himself up, Nate carefully dropped from the window as he landed on the other side of the double door. Rising to his feet, Nate let out a small victorious chuckle before the sound of clicking guns made him freeze in his tracks. Turning slowly Nate eyed the multiple guards that surrounded him, each and every one armed.
"Ahh crap!"
"Hello Mr Drake."
The guard's parted to make way for a smartly dressed man with glasses, he stood with his hand hovering over the revolver attracted to his belt as he glared at Nate.
"I've been waiting for you to make an appearance."
"Where is she?!"
"Well now, clearly not one to beat around the bush I see."
Clenching his fists tightly, Nate glared back at Monroe with anger and hate.
"I won't ask again!"
"She's alive…for now. But she won't be for very long, unless of course you stuck to your side of the deal!"
Nate took the small artefact from the pouch attached to his belt. Throwing it towards Monroe as he caught in his hand without much effort.
"Incredible! The detail is astounding, I've never seen anything like it!"
"Yeah, it's real pretty! Now where is Elena?!"
Monroe's focus broke from the artefact as he glared at Nathan. As an evil smirk appeared across his face, he gestured to one of the guards stood closest to Nathan.
"Take him down to the basement cells, I don't want him causing me any more trouble!"
Nathan struggled as the guards' grabbed hold of him, one taking his gun and sliding it across the floor.
"Monroe you son-of-a-bitch! Where's Elena? Where's my wife?!"
"Nice doing business with you Mr Drake."
Monroe quickly turned to leave as his guards dragged Nate down the basement. His angered screams falling on deaf ears.
Please R & R! J x