Well, this was stressful. I honestly have no idea how to update chapters. I'm short on time, I'm leaving for four days and I would be really happy to come back to reviews. So please? ^-^

Uncharted: The Golden Eagle

By: Squiggle

Chapter One

10 months after Cartagena

11:52 PM

It was 11:52 PM and the sky was dotted with millions of stars as a dark blanket coveredAlbania, it was comfortably warm at the moment. It wasn't exactly what Nate was hoping for but, beggars can't be choosers. They were at the capital, Tirana. The air thick with smog which aggravated Nate sending him into coughing fits often, then there was all the noise from the airplanes, buses, and trains. There was never any tranquil moments in Tirana, the outer part of Tirana was less heavy with traffic and people though, which was a small however miniscule comfort for Nathan. They were here for an amulet. Said amulet is Albania's symbol, the Golden Eagle. Their client was a collector of small artifacts from Europe. He was a sleazy little man, he clearly hadn't worked a honest day in his life and his money made itself. They were actually not that close to the center of the capital but, the streets were still flooding with people in the daytime. "It'll be an easy sneak-in and sneak-out." Sully kept re-telling himself but, at the back of his mind something was nagging him. He was nervous about bringing Nathan along, sure he seemed to handle himself on the streets pretty well but, he was just a kid. He'd clearly never used a gun before, he just knew how to hold it correctly. There was many training sessions where Nate would miss or stumble when the gun recoiled and he'd curse the gun. Sully didn't want him to have to use it but, if he was going to be a treasure hunter he would have to sooner or later. He acted tough but Sully knew better, he probably still doesn't have the guts to pull the trigger when need be.

Despite ten months of being with Nathan, he still didn't fully trust Sully. He would still be wisecracking a lot but, didn't speak much to Sully unless he had asked Nathan a question. Which was usually followed by sarcastic retort. Right now Nathan was sitting in the back of the car while carefully checking the gun Sully gave him in case he needed to defend himself. He'd been teaching Nate to defend himself since this was one of their first jobs together. Sully knew Nate probably won't pull the trigger when he needs to so he brought his dear old Wes-44, which safely tucked in the gun holster on his belt just in case he needed it. Nathan was sliding his fingers across the barrel of the gun. The gun was cold and it felt merciless and UN-yielding, like death. The gun was heavy in the first place but, he still felt another heavy weight of some kind... like responsibility in his hands. To determine if someone lives or dies gave him a sick feeling in his stomach, that is if he pulls the trigger. But, what if couldn't pull the trigger to defend himself or Sully? Sully looked back and noticed the discomfort on Nathans face and said Reassuringly "Hey, kid. You don't have to do this if you don't want to." Nathan looked up at him with determined blue eyes. "I'm ready. I'm not gonna bail out now." he said with finality in his tone making sure Sully understood he wasn't a child, he was perfectly capable of stealing an amulet in some old museum. After all, he did steal the ring in Cartagena...there was no trouble until he actually got his hands on the astrolabe and the ring. Nathan wasn't going to show any weakness, he didn't want the older man to think that he wouldn't just up and run away if he Sully made a wrong move or he just felt the need to leave. They had their silent agreements, that seems to be how they both dealt with issues when it came to the past with each other or with any awkward conversations they didn't want to have.

Sully nodded understanding he was too hard-headed to change his mind. While Sully was checking the street to make sure it was empty he asked Nathan "You got the safety on?" Nathan replied "Safety is..." then he heard a metallic click "on." he continued. Sully looked back at him with a stern gaze which made Nate look down back at his gun, pretending to double-check while smirking. Sully shook his head in disapproval while turning back, clearing his head. The street was dark and there was only a few lights which actually barely offered much light and only gave the so far quite street an eerie feel. He couldn't imagine anything worth serious value here, probably just another client who asks them to look for ridiculously petty items. Sully gave the street one last glance and got out of the car, Nathan followed tucking his gun away. Sully looked over at Nate who was looking ahead at the museum, perhaps a little less tense. Sully then said "Alright kid, let's go." and he started walking towards the museum and Nathan followed suit.

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