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All the officers were ready to get in. They wore their bulletproof armor as they double checked their shotguns.
But Sebastian Michealis yawned. He sat back in his armchair lazily as he fingered the microphone hidden inside the collar of his black polo shirt. The microphone was such a small little thing, a small speck of stain on the folds of the collar.
And he silently watched as the crew ran in a pit of fury to get ready for tonight.
So much for just one brat, Sebastian thought silently as he stifled a yawn. Sebastian was confident, maybe too overly confident about his job. So he silently watched the crew as he continued to yawn.
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Sebastian stood in front of the abandoned warehouse. It was typical for the kidnapper to choose such a place, no one will ever bother to look at such a place. Before giving a brief glance at where the officers were at standby, Sebastian slowly opened the door of the warehouse and shut himself in.
The warehouse was dark except for the small light that came from the corner of the warehouse. Various cardboards were stacked within the manor which collected dust. After examining his surroundings, he cautiously approached the light which created haunting shadows within the warehouse. Passing several stakes, he at last made it to the source of the light. The small lamp was located at the very corner of a large open space. There was also a small mattress and a T.V. creating the small space into a home. Sebastian looked about but found no human like form present within the small space.
"So you are the negotiator?" a voice called from behind him which caused Sebastian to turn. And Sebastian's eyes widened in shock as he faced the source of the voice.
It was a young boy, a boy with a gun in his hands. And the boy examined Sebastian calmly as he pointed the shotgun towards him. "I was expecting someone older or a teary young woman. But you seem smart enough to listen at least" the boy said as he gave Sebastian a large smirk.
"A-are you t-the kidnapper?" Sebastian asked in disbelief as he continued to stare at the boy before him.
The boy was small and did not even look older than twelve years old. He was skinny and petite and Sebastian couldn't believe how mature the boy sounded despite his form. The boy wore a pair of faded jeans, a plain blue shirt and white sneakers. Longish grayish-blue strands surrounded his rather feminine face as large midnight blue eyes glared at Sebastian with such intensity.
"Of course" the boy stated mockingly, "then why will I have a gun shoved into your face?"
"But the profiler had profiled you as an adult…how can a child…?" Sebastian simply couldn't believe his eyes. His plans for negotiating the kidnapper just went out the window. He never negotiated a child who doesn't even look older than twelve before.
The boy's smirk widened before he answered nonchalantly, "simple, your profiler was wrong."
"But it was an reasonable pro-"
"Shut up!" the boy commanded in a strong voice which caused Sebastian to shut up immediately. "I am not here to talk about the mistakes of your profile. I told you city yard where I am purposely. I know you have your men surrounding this area…"
Sebastian narrowed his eyes slightly before he replied, "You are right, the city yard are surrounding this area so my advice to you boy is to give in."
Now it was the boy's turn to narrow his eyes at Sebastian. Then the boy suddenly started to laugh, Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise as he watched the boy laugh manically. Eventually the boy calmed down and returned to that stoic looking boy once again as he glared at Sebastian with his cold midnight blue eyes.
"But Mr. Negotiator… I won't tell you where Trancy is until you fulfill something I lived my three years to accomplish."
"Then what is it you want boy?"
Suddenly a smirk formed on the boy's flawless face as he whispered one word which sent shivers down Sebastian's spine.
"Revenge…"
