II. Welcome To Imperilment

(3:00PM)

"In a matter of three hours..." Ian said as he took a sip of coffee in a coffee shop. "you managed to eat pizza and kidnap six individuals at 5 different locations around town. New record?" Ian raised up a hand expecting a high five. Viktor merely shook his head.

"I'm not happy about what I've done for you." Viktor replied solemnly. "I hate your guts and you know it."

"You my friend... You have issues. And I'll prove it to you."

Viktor ignored everything Ian said. "I'm going to destroy you one day. What you're doing is wrong and it has to stop. Everything you've done to me, everything you've done to innocent people, I'm going to stop it. I'll tear you apart and you won't be able to do anything about it."

"Are you trying to make me feel threatened?"

"Is it working?"

"You're the one who should feel threatened. If I ever find that you've given any information about me to the cops... I'll go to your house and tell your wife you're dead. Then I'll let her cry on my shoulder and then I'll do things to her. Right in front of your kids. Then... I'll kill her. Right in front of your kids."

Viktor felt rage and anger building up inside of him.

"And when your wife is lying thee lifeless on the floor. I'm going to take little Amy and I'm going to smash her head in the cupboard. The when little Sydney is trying to run away I'm going to--"

Within a split second Viktor stood up, took a knife from the table and put it to Ian's throat.

"Whoa! Easy!" Ian exclaimed innocently standing with his arms up in the air. "You're gonna kill me now? You're gonna slit my throat over coffee and donuts?"

People around them began screaming and yelling.

"Oh my God he has a knife!" A clerk shouted.

"Get the manager!" A lady yelled. "George, grab the children!"

"Calm down everyone! I'm a cop!" A police officer indicated, flashing his badge. "Sir I'm gonna need you to drop the weapon and put your hands where I can see them!"

"Well," Ian whispered as the cop made his way towards them. "I told you... You have issues.."

Viktor looked around at all the people panicking, he dropped the knife and willingly put his hands on top of his head. Ian shrugged and very subtly grinned.

"You're gonna have to come with me." The officer instructed. "I don't want to use force, please cooperate."

"Sir, this man... He's..."

"Lucky as hell you didn't slit his throat? You're damn right he is, now come with me."

He let the cop put handcuffs on him and he was dragged out of the store and into the police car.

"Explain." The officer said.

"Sir, he threatened my family." Viktor stated.

"He threatened your family. So all of a sudden you decide to pull a knife on him huh? Because that's how we all resolve our problems isn't it?"

"Sir, that man was Ian Christopher."

The officer frowned for a second, then stood up and punched Viktor in the face, leaving a mark of a wedding ring on Viktor's right cheek.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me that when he was right there in the coffee shop asshole?" The officer shook his head. "I could've made the arrest right there."

"Sir I don't think you understand how dangerous this man is. The time it takes for you to take out handcuffs or a gun, he would've already inserted a bullet into your skull."

"How exactly do you know him?"

"My aunt was infertile so she adopted him, I was the lucky son of a bitch who ended up to be his cousin. Well when he grew older he realized he was adopted, and when he found out about the history of his mother and her heroin addiction--"

"Alright, alright you're his adopted cousin. Mother was addicted to heroin. I get it. I didn't need his lifestory."

"I can give you his cell phone number."

"His cell phone number? Are you serious about this?"

"Why would I lie to you officer?"

"Is his phone GPS enabled by any chance?"

"Yes sir, it's an iPhone."

"Well, although I'm a little skeptical about this. But write it down for me on this piece of paper. And I'll make you a deal, if you're telling the truth and if this is his actual number, we're willing to forget about your little 'threat with a deadly weapon'. But ONLY if we get anywhere with this. understand?"

"I understand."

"Well thanks for your cooperation, we'll be monitoring all incoming and outgoing calls for his phone 24 hours a day, you'll be under probation until we get some more information."

"You better get to working I heard he kidnapped 6 new people, you've got about a week before more lives are lost."

Adam woke up in a dark place on a hard floor and found his hands in handcuffs. Next to him he could feel his girlfriend Chase.

"Babe, are you awake?" He asked.

The whole place lit up with bright lights revealing four more people on the ground handcuffed other than him and his girlfriend. He looked straight ahead and saw a man in a black suit with two visible scars on his face.

"Congratulations!" Ian spoke. "You six, have been randomly selected to be the next contestants for my game show!"

"Oh hell no!" A man cried.

In a matter of seconds they all realized who the man was.

"I am your host."Ian said. "Welcome Sierra, Hunter, Trinity, Connor, Chase and Adam! Get yourselves acquainted. Welcome to Imperilment."

They all stared blankly at each other.

"Now the game Imperilment," Ian explained. "relies heavily on luck, strategy, wits and bravery. All six of you are handcuffed. So, in front of you there are six toolboxes, all containing keys to your handcuffs. When I tell you to, you will all choose a toolbox."

"This guy is sick..." Connor uttered.

"There's no way this is going to be that easy." Trinity said. "There's probably a trick somewhere."

"Exactly," Hunter agreed. "I mean, I could easily free myself, go up there and beat the living shit out of him."

"You have 60 seconds," Ian warned. "Before this whole place fills up with toxic gas. The door is behind you, peace!"

Ian disappeared into nothing but a black screen.

"Nice effect asshole!" Sierra taunted. "Showing yourself on the screen, making us believe you were actually there. Then disappearing like a fucking coward!"

"He probably can't hear you." Trinity said.

On the black screen appeared "0:60" and then "0:59", it was counting down.

"Go! Go! Go!" Chase yelled.

Everyone ran to a toolbox, opened it, took a key and freed themseleves and they all ran for the door. Everyone except for Connor who in his box found a key and a silver pistol. While everyone ran out of the room Connor stayed and examined it. He looked up at the time, "0:30".

"Pistol..." He mumbled. "Why would he leave a pistol in one of the boxes."

He picked up the pistol and found a sticky note attached to it.

This gun only gives one shot,
so at the right moment,
kill a fellow contestant,
it may be your only shot
at surviving Imperilment.

"0:10"

Connor put the pistol in his pocket and sprinted out the door.

Author Notes:

- Someone asked in the reviews if there will be a twist at the end, yes there will be a twist at the end.

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 2. I'll update again as soon as possible. In the meantime reviews are always greatly appreciated.