A/N: Just in case I didn't say it already, thanks for the reviews! Also, finals went well, I passed everything this quarter! XD. See bottom for challenge. Also, now I'm on break, so hopefully I'll have another chapter up soon.
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"I'm not your brother," Eagle responded with clenched teeth. He was furious, and, for the first time, surprisingly grateful he'd been raised in foster care. Yassen was a contract killer – an assassin – working for Scorpia. He shuddered. What would he have been like if he'd been left with his parents?
A thought hit him. "What happened to Mom and Dad?" he demanded. The question had haunted him throughout his time in foster care. His mother had always said that she was going to kill herself if Eagle told anyone. When Children's Services had finally removed Eagle from the home, she had been removed, too, kicking and screaming and yelling threats. Eagle remembered a brother; but the brother had been five years older than Eagle. Eagle had been twelve when he'd been removed the third and final time. Yassen couldn't be his brother.
Yassen just saw the look in Eagle's eyes and threw back his head, laughing. It was a cruel, hoarse, wicked, sound. "What do you think happened?" he asked. He took the knife that had been used to cut Eagle and made his way towards the sink, where he cleaned the knife.
Eagle swallowed hard. Yassen was too calm, too calculated, to be the same brother that he'd never heard from again. What had hit happened to his parents hit him with a cold and shocking reality, and he closed his eyes to prevent the nausea from hitting his stomach. "You killed them," he responded with a hoarse whisper. The truth was suddenly all too clear in his eyes.
"Oh, no," Yassen responded. He moved towards the rope and used it to tie Eagle's hands. Eagle didn't resist, knowing it would be pointless. "I didn't kill both of them. I killed our father. Surely you feel no loss? That was my first kill, Michael," he responded. He grabbed Eagle under his arm and dragged him up. "But Mother was too strong for death. She resisted dying. She laid in a coma for years; probably still there. Don't know, haven't checked," Yassen responded with a shrug as if it didn't bother him.
Eagle felt both nauseated and sick. This man had to be stopped.
It took all of Eagle's courage to glare at Yassen. He saw, then, not the trained contract killer, but the brother he'd been forced to leave behind. The man's eyes quickly hardened. "Come. Before I leave you to your death, it's only fitting that you see who will become my son."
That made Eagle freeze, despite Yassen dragging him down the corridor. "Your son?" he asked, suddenly numb, and not from the cold.
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Snake had been left alone to his own devices – a bad mistake on Yassen's part, he thought with a smirk. Yassen, who had thought Snake was asleep, hadn't even bothered to tie his hands.
The first thing that Snake had done was check the door. It was locked. That was fine. Yesterday, he had noticed one very important entrance way: the window. It was small and he hoped that he would be able to get through it. But there was one beneficial thing about Yassen's starvation diet that he'd forced Snake onto: Snake had lost a lot of weight. He was now down to about 120 pounds instead of his usual 140-150. At least he'd been able to keep fairly active, physically, so he felt like he was in good physical shape.
He sighed as he touched the window. He then paused as he did a basic sweep of the area. Snake swallowed hard. He didn't want to leave either Eagle or Alex with Yassen, but he did not want to pass up the free opportunity to escape, if there was one.
Eagle had tried to hide it, but he had been in pain after Yassen had carved into his arm. Alex just needed out of this place, period.
They all did, really. Living with an assassin who had his mind set on destroying the K-Unit, for reasons unknown to Snake, was not good for any of them, and Snake personally could do without the daily death threats and bi-weekly beatings. He pushed against the glass.
No alarm sounded. Snake maneuvered the latch, flipping the small knob to the other side. He winced as he grimly set his injured foot down first That probably wasn't the smartest move, he thought as he held on to the window and then dropped his body to the ground.
It was then when the bullet whizzed past his head.
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"Damn, damn, damn," Wolf muttered as he back-tracked, moving hastily out of the restaurant. "What the hell are they doing in there?"
"Hell if I know," Fox responded with a frown. "I did mention I already sent in my resignation, right?"
Wolf just rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Tell you what," he responded, "how about I just go strangle the bastard?"
Fox had thought he was joking until Wolf started to lunge towards the area. "Wolf, we don't know why they're meeting, we really shouldn't interrupt…" Because we'll be killed, dead and buried, and there will be no one left to help Snake, Eagle, and Alex.
"You don't understand," Wolf responded as he turned back towards Fox, shoving him backwards a little bit. "That man tortured me, damn it. He bloody enjoyed himself while he was doing it…" Wolf swallowed hard, lost in memories, and without realizing what he was doing, lashed out and shoved Fox back against the wall.
Fox, who was used to Wolf's random but rare times where he was extremely stressed out, knew better than to attack back. It was better to let Wolf get out all his anger now. Although, Fox thought as he avoided another shove, it would probably be better to redirect it to somewhere less public.
It was after Wolf swung at him the third time that Fox decided enough was enough. He maneuvered backwards, backpedalling. Wolf could take this to another, a quieter location, later.
Fox groaned as two squad cars came into the parking lot. Whether or not they were here because of Wolf's disturbance or because of the men in the diner, one thing was certain: they were headed towards Fox and they did not look happy.
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Snake froze on his spot on the ground, forcing himself to lay still. Another bullet was heard. He didn't want to be caught, but doubted he would be fast enough to outrun the gunmen.
"I swear you just saw something, you idiot," another man's voice responded. "We're supposed to hunt deer and save our bullets for that!"
"I thought we were here because we were human hunting," the second man deadpanned. "You told me there were some rich humans that live in this part. So where are they?"
"You're a bloody idiot," the man responded. A smack followed and Snake couldn't help smirking. Human hunting? He winced. If he hadn't dropped at just the right time, that human could have very well been him. "Look, let's just go. These neighbors only just moved here anyway."
"How do you know that?"
"Because the 'for sale' sign is still in the yard, dumbass, and it's not the same jeep that it was last week. Let's get going."
The two moved away. Snake just rolled his eyes in disbelief. He tried to imagine what Yassen would say if they'd shot him and tried to ransom him. Hell, he'd probably give them a bloody reward.
Snake raised his head and crept away silently, into the night.
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Challenge: Will Snake get away? What will happen to Fox and Wolf?