So I was reading Asidian's story "Sacrifice" (wonderful story, I highly recommend it) and a plot bunny hit me. Basically, this is a AU of the movie with all of the guardians as serial killers of people who commit crimes against children. So they only kill pedophiles, child murders, and those that abuse children. This story will have some gory and violent parts, and of course mentions of death. I own nothing you recognize here, so don't bother to sue me.
At least he had gotten his sister out; that was the thought that kept Jack going through everything. When the man was beating him, screaming expletives at him, he repeated the thought to himself like a mantra. When he was forced to reset his own bones after a horrible "session", when he got infected and had a fever for several weeks, when he had to heal his own hurts because he had long learned that no help would ever find him, he thought of his sister's smile. And when the man finally tired of him, and left him for dead on a frozen lake, the last thing he heard was his sister's voice calling out his name.
A large Russian man in a red suit walked through an empty ally, whistling softly. He did not look around at the dark, dank ally, but instead moved through as if he had been here many times before, and knocked firmly on an old door to an abandoned building. He knocked firmly four times, and then did a complicated sires of soft and hard knocks, at the very end slamming his open palm against the door. There was a momentary pause, and then the door swung open. The small dark figure inside nodded to the Russian, then stepped aside, allowing him into the building. He entered, pausing as the door was locked behind him, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the dim surroundings.
When his eyes had adjusted, he walked through the empty hallway to a room that had obviously been abandoned years ago. The windows were boarded up, and the walls held nothing but graffiti. It was completely bare except for a table placed in the middle of the space, which the man and his companion made their way to. Around it were gathered a small girl who moved as if she were flying, dancing from place to place. Next to her sat a tall, lean Aussie, slowly polishing a small blade.
Both looked up as the two newcomers took their place on the other side of the table. The Russian looked down at the contents of the table before speaking, and he grinned viciously at what he saw. There, bound to the table by his arms and legs, was a blindfolded man. The man was completely still, and the slowly bleeding wound on his head indicated that he had been knocked unconscious. The Russian looked back at his companions.
The Aussie spoke first, "were you followed, mate?"
The Russian laughed, his whole body shacking with the force, "Of course not, my friend! I am too good for that! I lost my tail hours ago."
The other growled, baring his teeth, "You have to be more careful, mate. One day that over confidence will get us caught, North! Now, are you absolutely sure you weren't…"
His rant was interrupted by the girl, who had been watching their prisoner during her partner's discussion. "Hush," she said, drawing their attention, "our guest is about to wake up." Sure enough, when they looked down, it was to find the man strapped to the table moving slightly, groaning as he fought his way out of unconsciousness.
The Russian- or as his companions knew him, North- grinned viciously. "Well," he said, looking at the others who wore matching expressions, "We should not keep our guest waiting, no?"
There was no answer except for the screams that rang out long into the night. But that was alright. After all, that was what the guardians did.
I plan to update this story every other day, just like my other ongoing story. I will update them on different days, however, so I should have something new to read every day. Please review and tell me what you think!