Things Inevident

by NinjaOfFire7

Agent Fuller's life is just like anyone else's, until he witnesses the kidnapping of one of the Four Horsemen the FBI had been so intent on capturing several months earlier. Fuller turns to his partner, who has been hiding something, but winding up working with the remaining three horsemen to save their youngest member, he begins to realize that things are not always as they seem.

1. Kidnapped

Disclaimer: I do not own Now You See Me or any of its characters. If I did, there would be more of Jack

Chapter 1: Kidnapped

It was his day off. His one day off. Naturally, everything went wrong. Agent Fuller was at a local grocery store, browsing the isles, picking up the items he needed (and maybe a few that he didn't) when he happened to glance at the entrance to the store. Just in time to see a darkly dressed man in a ball cap walk in, shoulders hunched, head down, and looking for all the world like he didn't want to be recognized. On instinct, Fuller's hand reached for his gun, hidden in the back of his pants. Being in the FBI had trained him to recognize trouble, and it seemed to him that this guy was just that.

Perhaps it was by chance that the man turned so his face was revealed, but when he did, Agent Fuller nearly dropped his basket. That wasn't possible. He had to have been seeing things. The man seemed to notice his attention. His whole body tensed, before he ducked his head back down, tugging the cap a little lower, and nonchalantly turned around to head back out the door. Never dropping his eyes, Agent Fuller set his basket down and followed him out onto the busy streets of New York. His quarry was a good fifty feet ahead of him, and was constantly turning his head to look behind him, seeming to know he was being followed. Fuller had just turned the corner onto a mostly deserted street, when he saw the man he had been following being wrestled into a black van by three of the biggest men Fuller had ever seen. To his credit, he was putting up a good fight, shooting what looked like playing cards out of his hands and into his captors' faces, and delivering impressively strong punches and kicks when it suited him. The man just managed to miss a kick to the head that would have taken him down, when he was lifted off the ground and slammed into the side of the van. His hat came off and he caught Fuller's eyes with his own panicked ones, before he was thrown into the van. Fuller almost had a heart attack, but he shook himself out of it and drew his gun, firing off a round at the van's tires, but it was too late. As the black van rounded a corner and out of sight with the man (no, kid. He was just a kid), inside, he reached his hand up to his head. Agent Fuller could feel a headache already pounding behind his eyes. He pulled out his phone and called his partner, Dylan Rhodes.

"Dylan. We have a problem. I just watched a dead man get kidnapped."

Off day? Yeah right.