Sutler's Capture
A V for Vendetta Snippet
Based in the Movieverse
He stirred. He had fallen asleep in his armchair in front of the television again. It was not very unusual these days, with so much going on...
"Good evening, Chancellor."
"Creedy," Sutler acknowledged, standing up. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" He made it quite clear that he did not find this a pleasure at all. And in his mind, How do you know where I live?
"I'm terribly sorry, Chancellor." He didn't sound very sorry either. Creedy stepped up to Sutler, who had seen this coming and calmly took a step back. Creedy lunged at the older man and pushed him headfirst crashing into a glass display case. The medals and plaques and whatnot were all destroyed. Not that it matters anymore, thought Creedy. The old man's going to be dead after all this. Sutler lifted his bloodied head and gave Creedy a look of frustrated confusion. Creedy landed a kick in the man's gut, causing him to double over, gasping in pain. With Sutler down, Creedy took the opportunity to force Sutler to face the ground and with his knee digging in the man's back, he tied Sutler's hands tightly behind his back. Sutler was making pained noises.
The noises reduced to a series of groans as Creedy took his offending knee off of the man's back. "W-w-what is the meaning of this?" Sutler spluttered.
"Nothing personal, Chancellor. You're just another job." Again, his words didn't sound very convincing.
"Just another job!" Sutler said incredulously. "For whom! The last I knew, you were working for me!"
"You'll soon find out, won't you?"
A black bag was thrown over Sutler's head. It was not a tight fit, but he could feel the darkness and the musty smell suffocating him.
"Don't make a sound, or I'll give you a damn good thrashing," came Creedy's voice, muffled and echoing.
He could feel two strong pairs of arms on either side of him, hauling him up and dragging him along.
He could feel the beginnings of tears forming in his eyes.
This is an outrage... ! A complete and utter outrage... !