WHAT! Another chapter and it's not 5 in the morning! 0.0 Are we in the Twilight Zone?...
IMO this chapter is one of the best and I was multitasking the whole time while doing this! (Except the beginning of course...)
Also, my titles are coming AFTER my chapters instead of between like usual..but, the good thing. FAVE TITLE!
Uncharted
The Limit
"She's just a puppet on a string now. She'll come waltzing back when she knows what she has done."
-Puppet On A String-
As soon as Charlie got far enough and knew they weren't being followed, he pulled into an alley and shut off the truck. Sighing in relief, he leaned back in his seat and looked back to Drake glaring. "Leave it to you ALWAYS starting the trouble!"
Drake ignored the comment as he admired the statue. Every movement made the sunlight shine beautifully off it and his eyes gleamed with the more detail he found. He was mesmerized!
Charlie shook his head with a smirk then he looked forward. "Better keep a good eye on that, a grip too! ...Now that they know we have the real one, we're dead if they catch us!"
At the words, Drake blinked coming out of his dazed state and he quickly sat up looking to Charlie. "What do you mean "real one"?" Without a word, Charlie raised up a statue. Drake blinked once more now lost. He quickly looked between the two.
"Yours is real mate, no doubt about that..." Charlie threw his own into the passenger seat with a sigh. "...He defiantly didn't want it sold. By the sounds of our phone convo, someone else wanted this just as bad though!" He glanced back at Drake, turning a little. "...What are we dealing with?"
Drake looked down to the statue, running his thumb over it softly. The Doc, Clones, and Leather jacket flashed fast through his mind. Who WERE they dealing with? Pirates, War criminals, mind freaks! ...Whoever they were, they meant business and this wouldn't be the only time they'd show their faces. They'd be back, and with much more. ...Just like every bad guy before them. Slowly he looked up and smirked. "Same shit, different day!"
As soon as Drake walked through the door, he was grabbed and quickly looked over by Sullivan. He couldn't help but laugh as the old man eyed every part of his body. It was a habit he had picked up after returning home from Ubar. Drake raised his hands and looked over them and he noticed a few small cuts. "A few splinters...that's nothing out of the ordinary.." He then looked into Sullivan's eyes as he felt his hand hover over the now probably bruised mark on his cheek. "Oh...that too." His attention was taken as Chloe suddenly snatched the statue away. A girl with a diamond was what her eyes screamed.
She stepped away quickly admiring it and Charlie followed suit. "What a beauty..." Drake couldn't figure out if he meant the statue or Chloe herself. Slowly eying her, he was sure it was her!
They both examined it carefully and Drake was starting to feel the pressure under the worried eyes of Sullivan. Quickly pulling away and he ran over and snatched up the statue. Holding it to his chest he backed up a little. "Alright! ...before we get attached to this, we need to make a plan..."
"The kid's right...for once..." Sullivan dropped onto one of the beds and he eyed Drake carefully. "Whoever did that to you won't just stop. ...We're in to deep, as usual." Charlie punched Drake softly in the arm before wrapping his around his shoulders tightly. He smiled to Sullivan. "What's the matter mates?" He shared a look between the two friends. "Weren't you two pushing for this adventure?" He shook Drake. "I saw the look in your eyes!" He pointed to Sullivan, smiling brightly. "You wanted to know about the others, you probably wish the fakes were them!"
"At one point I did Cutter! ..Now though..." His gaze was on Drake who knew what he was feeling.
With any other hunt, Drake would fight and convince Sullivan to keep fighting and going. ...This time though, something in the back of his mind was telling him to give it up. Give the statue to the doc and go home!
"...but, my opinion usually doesn't matter..." Gaze on the floor, Sullivan lit up a cigar and took in a slow puff. Drake watched, then he looked over Chloe and Charlie as they eyed him.
"...What?"
"It's your call mate!"
...and so it comes down to this, as usual. Drake didn't know how he always became the leader of all their hunts but that's usually how it went and no one complained or said otherwise. ..Even if they ran into gunfire and fist...they trusted him enough to get them in and out with bruises to tell a story.
He never complained or worried before...but the feeling in the back of his mind became more noticeable and as he tightened his grip on the statue, his thoughts raced. "What is this all for...what are we gaining?" He glanced down at the statue. "Is THIS really worth it..." The pleading eyes of the doc flashed fast through his mind and his grip weakened. "...Are...are we stealing?" He looked up to Charlie and Chloe, both waiting in anticipation. He eyed Sullivan a little, then pushing his thoughts aside he gave a soft smile holding up the statue. "Let's do this!"
*Smacks hand* I have turned Nate into a dirty birdy (not a full on man ((No offense...)) but if you squint it's there). I'd like to blame a certain Chloe/Nate fan (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE XD)
That aside, who else but me is dying over the lovey dovey protective Sully (Please don't let it just be me) I CAN'T help it..it's adorable and all I have cause I haven't played UC3 in FOREVER! (Only multiplayer and that was a damned week ago...)
FUN FACT: This chapter has 865 words (not counting bold) I kicked another chapters butt by 4 words! *claps* but this is still one of the shortest... :C THE MORE YOU KNOW!
SEE YA NEXT CHAPTER FOLKS!
