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Surrogate
Robert strained against the men holding him, shaking, pulling, pushing and twisting; trying to break free. Someone kicked the back of his knees and he fell heavily, stinging from the impact.
He needed to calm down he thought reluctantly, he'd be no help to the restrained hero otherwise.
Relaxing his jaw took considerable effort but it made it easier to inhale calming breaths. It worked mostly though his shoulders remained tense.
Only to suck in a deep breath the next moment.
Gear fell forwards into the attacker's shoulder and a hand gripped the back of his neck to hold him as yet again a fist drove into his stomach. The attacker spoke into Gear's ear, a low mumble of words that Robert couldn't hear, before the hero was thrown to the floor.
Rage ran havoc with his reason and he tried to stand. He had to get up, had to move, had to stop this.
He couldn't remember what these people wanted, he didn't care- a foot stomped on Gears chest and the kid screamed-
For moment he was in an ambulance, holding tightly on to a bloodied pale hand and running his fingers through sweaty blond hair.
He stood, men stumbling away. Nothing stopped him.