Chapter 2.

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Summary: same as last chapter.

Disclaimer: i own nothing written here

Don was sitting in a chair, tied,when he slowly woke up. He noticed his jacket was missing his arms were getting goose bumps from the cold. He tried looking around but there wasn't much to see shrowded in darkness except for a thin gray light that casted over his face. Don tested his bindings by yanking hard only to cause more discomfort.

"Lets just say agent, you wont be leaving anytime soon," a male voice peirced the darkness. "Atleast not unharmed. You see, you think you caught me, no but you haven't. You see, I already 2 more people, I have already dumped them, I already watched them suffer."

Don instantly knew exactly what the man was talking about which means that the guy theyhad arrested, that had said he was the killer, was a decoy, not the real thing. This guy was the real thing.

"So agent, yes I know you're FBI. Found your badge in your coat pocket, I was kind of suprised. I get to have my revenge sooner than I thought."

The man toyed with the word"agent" likea pet name. It annoyed Don like hell.

" Who are you?" asked Don to the darkness.

"Such a stupid question agent, now here's a question for you. Were you on duty?"

What kind of question was that? Don thought. He didn't answer, not understanding, not wanting to anyways.

"Answer me agent, when we picked you up, were you on duty?" And the stranger punched him in the gut.

"No." gasped Don, having the air nocked out of him.

"Good. Now, I suppose you know some security codes to that FBI building of yours," the guy said then to the darkness he yelled, "The perfect revenge is at our finger tips, boys!" though there was only the one stranger in the room that Don could tell.

Perfect revenge? Security codes?

Oh no... this guy was planning to attack the place where he worked, the place where his family passed through from time to time. The FBI building. But why?

For revenge, for pleasure of course agent. "It was as though the stranger was reading his mind. "I can imagine screams as everything goes down in flames."

Don's face grew pale and his blood grew cold.

"Hahahaha! Your face it's priceless!" the stranger laughed, "I don't have time for childish ventures, as fun as the idea sounds, I have other plans. You are my leverage." the stranger said.

"You're insane." said Don. The remark earned Don another punch in the gut.

"No, just angry, very angry."

Then the stranger stepped into the light and Don could his face.

He was pale,with long blonde hair, blue eyes; wearing grey shirt black pants and a black trench coat that had a hood. He stepped back from the light.

"Answer me this question." said the stranger,"Were you with the ones that arrested my brother?

Don was at a loss, he had arrested many criminals, this guy's brother could or could not be one of them, Don didn't know. Don remained silent.

BACK TO WHERE WE STARTED!

Pain seared the side of his face.

"Answer me!"

Don tried to look at his captor but he all could see was darkness

"Maybe i'll leave you to think about it," said the stranger. "I have to go anyways. When I get back you better have an answer." and the stranger gave Don a hard slap on the face as a parting gift.

Don heard a door slam and the erie silence told him he was alone with the darkness.

I'm going to stop it right here, though I had more planned it's just too much for my computer to handle right now.It made mistakes that i myself did not make.

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