The Darker Side of Me
Chapter 3
"You guys ready yet?"
"One sec."
"Well, hurry up. We gotta get going." Takuya pulled his black jacket on and zipped it. He slipped a switchblade into his right back pocket, then slid a few extra cartridges into the other pocket.
The others grabbed the last few things they needed, taking their own switchblades with them.
"All set," Kouichi said.
"Yeah, me too." Kouji finished putting a black bandana on his head.
Takuya looked at them and thought for a moment. "Do you have everything?"
"I think so," Tommy replied.
"Including these?" Takuya held up his pistol.
"Oh," the other four said stupidly, getting theirs.
Takuya shook his head, tucking his gun into the waist of his dark jeans. "Those are kinda important if we're doing a mansion. And make sure they're loaded."
"Shit, I need a cartridge in mine." J.P. fumbled around, looking for a spare.
"Here," Kouji said, handing him two. "You ready now?"
J.P. loaded his gun. "Yeah, I'm set."
"Okay," Takuya said. "Let's go. J.P., you drive there." He threw his friend the keys.
The five made their way to the black van they had redone a year ago. It fit them all pretty comfortably, as well as having a large space in the back to store things.
The twenty minute car drive seemed to fly by. Finally, Takuya told J.P. to stop.
"Okay, you stay here for now. The four of us are going to sneak into the house and when the coast is clear, I'll call you up. Then you'll drive the van into the driveway, wrapping around the house. This place is pretty isolated, but we don't want to take any risks."
J.P. nodded in understanding, watching his friends get out. "Call me if they're any problems."
"Alright. We should be all set within ten minutes. If you see anything suspicious, call us immediately." Takuya shut the door quietly.
The four friends began to sneak their way to the formidable mansion.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Tommy asked nervously.
Takuya nodded. "We got this. Trust me, the guy's a moron and a half."
His friends didn't seem too convinced, but continued to follow him. Finally, they got to the door. Takuya quickly picked the lock, having it open in a matter of seconds. The others raised their eyebrows. Maybe the guy was as stupid as Takuya said. The gogglehead slipped inside, looking around. All was silent in the large, dark house. He signalled for the others to follow. Tiptoeing down the hallway, they faintly heard snoring coming from one of the rooms.
Takuya smirked. "I think we found Kingston." He made his way to the door, pulling his gun out from behind him.
"I thought you said we would only go after him if he woke up," Tommy said nervously.
Kouichi looked at the boy. "He's bound to wake up with all the noise we'll be making later. We might as well just get it done and over with so he can't surprise us."
"Only way he would stay asleep is if he was doped up on sleeping pills and alcohol," Kouji added.
Takuya whistled nonchalantly, kicking the door open all the way.
"What the fuck?!" A man sat up in his bed. He appeared to be in his late twenties to early thirties, with wavy strawberry-blond hair and cerulean eyes. His chest was bare and Takuya only hoped he was at least wearing shorts.
"Come on, get up." He pointed his gun at him. "Hurry up. I don't have all night."
The man slid out of bed. Luckily he was wearing sweatpants. "What is the meaning of this? Who the hell are you?!"
"Out the door," Takuya replied, ushering him out.
Thomas Kingston went into the hallway, noticing the three others. His face was red with fury. "Get out of my house right now, or I'll call the police!"
Kouji laughed. "With four guys pointing their guns at you, do you really think that would be a good idea?"
Kingston glared at him, while Takuya led him into the grand living room. The room was funished with a dark mahogany fireplace, with a matching sofa and loveseat. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling and glimmered. Thick red carpets covered the floor, with long crimson drapes hanging over the windows. A tall bookcase completely covered one of the walls, filled with dusty and unopened books.
"Nice place you got here," Kouji quipped, pulling a wooden chair into the room.
Kingston was pushed into the chair, his arms being pulled behind him.
"I don't believe this," he muttered as they tied him to the chair.
His ankles were bound to the legs, while another rope was secured around his chest and over the back of the chair.
Takuya tucked his gun back into his jeans. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number. "J.P., it's all clear. Pull around to the back." He hung up, dropping it back into his pocket.
"Untie me, you little bastards! Right this instant!" Kingston's face was blood red and he was shaking.
"Whoa, calm down, man." Kouichi smirked. "We won't be here too long."
Kingston continued to yell. "A man with my power can have a bunch of little assholes like you disappear off the face of the earth! Do you hear me?!"
Takuya briskly smacked him across the face, glaring at him. "Shut up. I know you're type. You're the type of person who has had everything handed to him in life by daddy, never having to work a day in your entire life. All you had to do was keep your mouth shut and wait for daddy to die so that you could have your stupid inheritance. After of course, he bought you your own mansion. You've done nothing for yourself and are worthless, no matter how much money your old man left you."
"You don't know anything about me!" Kingston shouted.
"Either shut the hell up, or I won't hesitate to slit your throat." Takuya pulled his switchblade out, pushing the button to release the blade.
Kingston eyed the blade, a his face fearful.
Takuya smiled. "That's better." He put his knife away.
Tommy walked up a moment later, a roll of duct tape in his hand. He ripped off a piece and shoved it onto Kingston's mouth. The blond man was angrily jerking in his seat.
"He ain't going anywhere," Kouji said.
A moment later J.P. walked into the room. "Van's out back. I opened it and laid the ramp down in case we have to wheel any of the stuff."
"Good," Takuya said. "This place is huge, so everyone split up. Take whatever you can find whether it's cash, jewelry, computers, stereos, anything of value."
The others nodded in agreement, then took off.
Takuya glanced at Kingston and smirked. "Don't you be running off anywhere," he mocked. "See you in a little while."
He left the angry rich man writhing in his seat, screaming from under the duct tape. He was cursing them, but of course, they wouldn't have been able to tell.
chapter 3 is done. kinda boring, but these boring chapters are needed to put everything in place. trust me as the story goes on, there'll have more action and you won't fall asleep halfway through. review if you want, but dont worry cuz i know this chapter was boring. so whatever........
