Hiii! How are you guys today?... That's good/aww too bad. Anyways sorry for no chapter yesterday but I did stuff with my friends who I will be leaving soon to go to uni. Here is another chapter for your enjoyment. Warning- there is always swearing, most definitely violence and something else I will let you figure out. One more thing there are LOADS of POV changes.
Mini step back in time for a change of view \^0^/
(Matt POV)
"(Name), (Name)! Fuck! The phones disconnected!" I yell out to no one in particular. That bastard if he does anything to her I'll snap his fucking neck, I guess all I can do now is wait for (Name) to get here and see what kind of state she's in. But I can't help worrying slightly after the call came to an abrupt end, I groan in frustration and kick over one of the kitchen chairs.
"Mattie, was that you? What's wrong?" Asks Oliver as he comes bustling into the room. I glare at him.
"None of your fucking business." Talking to the cupcake loon is the last thing I wanna do now.
"Ah but remember dear, a problem shared is a problem halved." He says happily as he picks the chair up off the floor and sits on it.
"Now want to tell me what's wrong, we can do it over a nice cup of tea." I growl and sit down next to him, I open my mouth to speak but stop when I see a black 4x4 pull up next to the house outside the window. (Name). I dash to the front door, but when I open it I am met by a man I haven't seen before. He is in a dark suit and has an earpiece in as well as a gun slightly hidden on his belt.
"Mathew Williams?" He asks in a deep voice and I look at him.
"Depends who's asking and what they want." I reply icily and he smirks.
"I work for (Name)'s grandfather, I'm part of the security team, something has happened at the house and we've had to take (Name) to a secure location and she wanted you there, so if you don't mind coming with us."I nod at him, slightly calmer now I know she's safe.
"Just let me grab my jacket and my stick." I say to him and then close the door. After I've gotten my jacket from the bedroom I check I have my phone then storm out of the house. On the way past my truck I take out my hockey stick from the back and go to the car. The man opens the back door for me and I climb in, only to be met by a fist in my gut. I grunt in pain and the door closes behind me. I quickly recover and look up to face my attacker, but am pushed back onto the seat and two hands wrap around my neck. Gasping for breath I claw at the hands and hear a familiar voice.
"It's just as well he sent me to get you, I need to return the favour of a broken nose." My head feels funny from the lack of oxygen and through hazy eyes I spot the blonde haired German leering over me.
"Say goodnight." He hisses at me and then snaps his fist forward into my face, there is a second of pain before I loose consciousness.
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(Matt POV)
I am harshly woken by cold water hitting my face, my head is still spinning and I look down finding my shirt and jacket gone and dried blood on my exposed chest, most definitely from my nose.
"Have a good sleep did we?" Lutz, the German is leaning against the door of the room holding a bucket. I growl at him and attempt to move towards him, but find myself chained to a beam of some kind that supports the ceiling. I struggle with the chains around my wrists but can't budge them, the angular beam digging into my back as I try to move. The blonde bastard walks towards me and I kick him, glaring at him in the process. He hisses a little and then returns the favour and kicks me in the side.
"You are very lucky to be alive brat, though I can't imagine it's gonna last long when Luciano gets here." My side is throbbing but I won't give him the satisfaction and act like it didn't do anything. Admittedly my situation isn't great, I have no idea where I am, no weapons and sat on the floor tied to a beam, I try in vain to break the bonds, but it's useless and the German stands there laughing at me. He then takes something out of his pocket which is a packet of cigarettes and a lighter. He smirks at me when he notices I'm watching and moves to me, his footsteps causing dust to rise from the wooden floorboards. When he reaches me he takes a deep drag from the cancer stick and breathes it into my face I refuse to cough and show weakness, to add to the insult he then flicks the ash at me, I intensify my glare at him and he retreats to the wall smugly. I hear footsteps outside the room and when the door opens the fucking Italian walks in with a very pleased look on his face which then turns to a frown.
"Lutz, I thought I told you not to smoke in my presence, put that thing out." He murmurs quietly and the German sighs but then suddenly has a sadistic look on his face.
"With pleasure." He says darkly and walks towards me, he takes one last drag and then pushes the lit end into my skin just below the collar bone. I make a face but refuse to make any sound. The Italian then walks towards me and crouches down to my level. I spit at his face, but he calmly wipes it off as I sit there looking at him. Then out of nowhere his hands contacts my face, he just slapped me.
"That was a very rude thing to do and so far I have been very hospitable to you, perhaps I made a mistake in doing so." His voice is very similar to (Name)'s when she's annoyed and I know I'm playing with fire.
"Lutz leave us, go make yourself useful and make sure everything is ready for later." He says when he stands up and the German leaves muttering something in his own language.
(Luciano POV)
My old friend and servant leaves the room and I turn to face Matt pulling a blade out in the process.
"Do you know why you're here?" I ask as I slowly approach him, his eyes following the blade in my hand.
"Because you're a fucking psychopath that is after my girlfriend." He hisses at me. I expected this kind of thing and throw the knife at him, it lands centimetres from his face.
"I'll tell you why you're here, you are going to help me get what is meant to be mine." I say to him as I remove the knife.
"(Name) was promised to me and I get what I want, then you come onto the scene and everything changes. I can't understand why she likes you and not me, why you're no better than a dog off the street." He growls at me and I smile thinking how it fits what I just said. I crouch down to his height and bring the blade to his chest, his body shivers as it touches. I smile at him then push the knife down and glide it down his torso leaving a trail of red behind, then blood quickly follows. He grunts in pain, but shows no other sign of discomfort, he shall be fun to break. I then reach down to his pocket and find his phone.
"Don't mind if I borrow this I have a call to make?" I laugh as he struggles in the chains and I move away from him.
"You know if you try and loosen them they'll bite into your skin and you'll bleed." I say to him as I unlock his phone and see a picture of (Name) asleep as the background.
"Like you care." He mumbles and I laugh.
"You're right, I don't." I then scroll down his contacts and find (Name), I press the green phone and lift it to my ear. It rings a few times and then (Name) answers speaking frantically.
"Matt? Are you okay? Where are you?" I smirk at the desperation in her voice.
"Matt is unavailable right now bella, but if you want to see him again I suggest you listen very carefully." After a brief moment of silence I hear her breath deeply.
"If you have done anything to him you little piece of shit, there will be no trace of you by the time I am done." He voice put shivers down my spine. So this is the side of (Name) that has made her famous in our world.
"Relax amore (love) I haven't done anything to him yet, not anything he couldn't handle." She swears down the phone.
"Listen you son of a bitch, you have five seconds to tell where he is or so help me I will wipe not only your existence from the face of the earth, but everything you hold dear to your sorry excuse of a heart."
"Bella, that wasn't a nice thing to say. You are mean to me because of him aren't you? I think I will punish him because of your words." She makes a sound of protest, but I launch the knife at her boyfriend and it embeds itself in his shoulder. He lets out a strangled gasp of pain that no doubt she heard it over the phone.
"Alright! You've made your point, what is it you want?" She asks, her voice quivering slightly.
"You of course. I can make you happier than he ever could and bella because I care of your feelings I will spare him is you co-operate." There is silence on the end of the phone.
"What do I have to do?" She asks quietly and I grin. Everything goes my way in the end. But before I can answer her.
"Baby? Don't you fucking think about coming here, he is a fucking bastard and you will not come over here and put yourself in danger because of me. I'll be fine just think of yourself." My prisoner calls from his spot, pain evident in his voice." (Name) gasps.
"Mattie? Are you stupid? No way in hell am I leaving you. Just hang in there, I'll come get you whether you want me too or not."
"(Name) I mean it, you have to get somewhere safe. I lov- ack!" I lob another knife at him, this one nicks his side.
"Matt!." She screams.
"Bella, he is fine. I have to go but knowing you, you know exactly where I am already or are working it out as we speak. That's one reason I love you. I will keep him alive because of that love, but you will come with me or he shall die. Leave him for me and he shall live. I would however come quickly, I don't know what I'll do to entertain myself if I get bored." I then hang up the phone. I walkover to my captive, loving how he looks with blood on him, blood makes everything prettier, I rip the knife out of his side and leave the other.
"Don't go anywhere." I smirk at him and then walk out the room.
(Your POV)
"Wait!" You yell down the phone, but it's too late the line is dead. You growl in frustration and jump out of your seat from the sofa. Oliver watching you very carefully. That son of an absolute bitch, no this is my fault you think. Matt is in danger, in pain because you pissed off Luciano. Well now he's pissed you off and on the ultimate scale of anger, beyond livid was miles back. You glare at your phone that is tracking the location of Matt's phone and you pace until it beeps. 'Roland's family theatre' it reads, that's just out of town and abandoned. Perfect for the bastard.
"Oliver, sorry for doing this in your home, but I have to go now, thanks for your help." You stride out of the living room and fling the front door open. While you walk to your car you decide you're gonna need help for this and you quickly find the contact on your phone. The phone rings and when it finally is answered you sigh in relief.
"Kuro speaking." You reach your car and pull open the door.
"Kuro, has your flight left yet? I need your help."
"I was just about to board the plane, is this important?" He replies in his dulcet tone.
"Very, please can you meet me at the house?" He confirms he will.
"But what is wrong?" You put the phone on loud speaker and start driving.
"Luciano has Matt and I'm going to get him back, I have no idea where grandpa is and can't ask for his help so I'm asking you and I swear to god if anything happens to Matt I just may start world war three."
"Okay, keep calm and start thinking about a plan of action, I'll do the same, I will meet you at the house and we'll compare thoughts and get ready. Also contact Zoren he'll want to know the situation and will know what to do." He says through the line, you can hear him moving at some pace at the airport.
"Right." You hang up the phone and drive to your house ignoring traffic lights and speed limits. You try and calm your thoughts and focus on a plan, but worry is clouding your judgement and no good strategy can come from that. He said he would keep him alive and you believe him, but there are so many things that can be done to people without killing them, that is what really concerns you. When you make it home you go and find Zoren, but he is not in his office nor in the house grounds. The only thing you can do is leave a message on his phone and hopes he gets there soon. When that has been done you go and get changed, you can't make a raid in the trackie bottoms you're wearing. While you get changed you dress the wound on your leg from the knife and conclude it won't be a weakness. Now you're changed into the usual mission attire of black cargo pants and a black t-shirt with just below the elbow sleeves you make your way downstairs to the lab to grab a couple of things to take with you. When you have what you need from there you decide to go to the weapon room for a few more things.
(Kuro POV)
When I reach (Name)'s house I climb the front steps and walk inside. As I stand in the hallways looking for clues to her location she comes striding down the corridor with a face like thunder and all kitted up. It is rare that you see her like this and I feel pity for the man on the receiving end, except that I don't because he's a conniving bastard that deserves his comeuppance.
"Kuro, glad to see you, we're going to the weapons room." She says when she reaches be, only to walk past me and straight out the front door. I follow her to the garage and watch as she places her thumb on the scanner to access the weapons. While we descend she speaks to me.
"Any ideas for a plan yet, I really can't think at the moment." When we reach the bottom she walks straight over to one of the walls and pulls off an AK-47. "And the only plan I've thought of at the moment is go in guns blazing and murder anyone that looks at me let alone stands in my way." She then places the weapons on the table and begins pulling other things off walls and out of draws.
"Is that a wise idea, it would alert them that you are there and draw attention to yourself."
"That's the idea, they will know I'm coming anyway, and Luciano doesn't want me dead, so I'm in no immediate danger. Then you can help me find Matt in your sneaky ninja way and get him out alive. In the nicest way possible, he is my priority. Help yourself to anything in the room I see you eyeing up the katana." I nod at her and take down the katana feeling its weight and then securing it to myself. (Name) also pulls down a large blade and puts it on her back.
"I thought you said you couldn't think like this, that plan sounds reasonable. What do you know so far about where we're heading?" I ask her as I take a couple of things down from the shelves and examine them taking a few with me. The smoke bombs in particular catch my eye.
"It's an abandoned theatre, I have the layout here and I've got a pretty good idea where Matt's gonna be. The fucker is Italian, meaning he couldn't be more theatrical if he tried so Matt will be in the room where the projector is kept. Cliche I know, but that means he will be predictable for us." She straps a couple of knives to her leg and puts another gun in her boot. She always did like having a lot of weapons whether she needs them or not.
"I'm ready to go now." She says and I nod, while we climb the stairs she also explains that she couldn't reach Zoren or her grandfather, so we were alone, but she had left messages. We get into her car and she drives there. The journey is silence but there is enough tension to compensate for it.
When we reach our destination (Name) manoeuvres the car in the car park around piles of rubbish and shopping trolleys that have been left. She then gets out the car and slams the door, I follow her not wanting to be left behind and have to face her wrath. I fall into step with her and look at her face. This is why she is feared in our world, she is the latest in a long line of successful leaders that have all been feared and respected. The arrogance in her family was well earned and this is evident by the way she walks to the crumbling building with a gun and knife already in her hands. Such ruthlessness in her eyes and she practically radiates murderous intent. What is it people of this culture say? The shit has hit the fan.
"Kuro you go round to the left and about twenty metres down there is an escape exit, go through there and then circle back round so we meet, however if you find Matt, radio me and get out." I say nothing but do as she says and just before I turn the corner I see her approach the doors and Sparta kick them open. I follow the wall round and like she said the door is there and I slip in.
(Your POV)
"Well I'm here aren't I?! Show yourself!" You shout as you walk into the foyer. There is silence and you scan the room, it's dusty and there are wooden boards over the windows making it dim inside and there is dust and rubbish everywhere. The building must have been quite beautiful in it's day you think looking at the faded red and gold furnishings. Considering no one has answered you and you see no movement you walk towards the door that leads to the seating and stage area. You kick the doors open again, and with your gun poised to shoot you proceed down one of the aisles. You see movement in one of the boxes and fire you gun, smiling happy when you hear a shriek of pain. Sadly it was not the person you want.
"Luciano venire a giocare (come out and play)" You say loudly, it then echos round the auditorium. There is more movement, this time in one of the rows of seats, when you become level with it a man comes flying out at you but after a brief scramble it ends with you pulling the knife out of his neck. You hear a shouting coming from behind the stage and conclude that is where Kuro is. Suddenly a dozen or so men appear on one of the balcony viewing galleries, all have guns which are poised. No doubt they have been told not to kill, but they start to fire nonetheless. As bullet rain around you, you roll over to duck behind a row of seats. Hmm a change of weapons is in order you think as you unhook the AK-47 from your back. After a quick check that everything is in order with your weapon you pop up and kill them all in one go. You search the hall thoroughly and no one else is there. This is now the time to move towards the projector room and find Matt. You walk the rest of the aisle of chairs and pull yourself up onto the stage.
"Ora, ora questo non è un gioco di nascondino (now now this isn't a game of hide and seek.) you call softly and as a response you hear a deep chuckle. That isn't Luciano you think, but you pull out the katana you have. It is quiet once more and you make your way to the faded curtains trying to find a way through, you can't so you make one with your blade and walk towards the stairway. Just before you open the door however the floor boards behind you creak and you have just enough time to dodge an attack from Lutz. He smiles at you as you start to circle each other, he may be bigger and stronger than you but you have a weapon and he doesn't. You lunge forward as he does and you struggle to hit him, but then somehow he knocks your blade from your hands. You curse out loud and he laughs.
"Well Frau, there goes your advantage, what will you now. I know what I'm gonna do to you when I get my hands on you, before I take you to him that is." In a fight of strength alone, there's no way you can win and you decide running is a good plan, if you can get further enough away you can shoot him. You leap of the stage, this movement catching him off guards and you run around the seats changing direction quickly and jump over rows of chairs. However he catches on to you and manages to trip you up. The situation at hand leaves you on your butt in the aisle and him in front of you. He is a bout to grab you when a knife comes flying over your head, unfortunately the German moves out of the way so only his arm is hit. He swears in German as you both turn to see Kuro walking towards you covered in blood. Thankfully not his own.
"(Name) you go, I will deal with this piece of shit." You nod to him and pull yourself up, once again making your way to the stairs.
(Matt POV)
I lift my head when I hear banging and yelling coming from the hallway. There is a sudden sound of metal clashing and then a yelp of pain. The next thing I hear is a maniacal laugh and then more yelling. I try to shift in my position to see if I can see through the window in the door but I'm too low down and the chains bite into my already bloodied wrist. I soon stop trying to move as pain spasms my arm where the knife is embedded in my shoulder. There is a loud thud against the wall and then a gun shoot followed by a yell.
"Are you gonna move out of my way now? Or shall I shoot you again?" I hear a sickly sweet voice ask from outside my room. I smile a little knowing (Name) is here, but then it drops when I realize she could be in danger. There is another gunshot outside the door and a body falls against the door and then slides down it leaving blood on the window. The door knob turns, but the door is locked.
"Well fuck me let's not just put people in my way let's lock the door too, this way it's much more fun." I listen to her muse, at any other time I think it would be funny. She grumbles a little then calls to me.
"Matt, are you in this room? Because I'm only gonna break the door down if you are." I smirk a little.
"What would you do if I was in here but unconscious?" I ask and then the door is kicked down.
"That's a good point, but you sir are too stubborn to faint on them, you wouldn't give him the satisfaction." She says as she walks into the room. We scan each other over making sure the other is okay. She looks fine a couple of cuts, ripped clothing and bruises. I then look at her face and she really looks mad. I know I'm a mess and still have a knife stuck in me, her mouth is in a hard line as she walks towards me and sinks to her knees.
"I'm so sorry about this, you made me so worried. I'm gonna pull the knife out, want some numbing liquid first." She asks as she looks over my wounds.
"Just pull it out and let's get out of here." She nods and rips it from my arm then covers it quickly with padding and bandages. I hiss in pain as she does it.
"Sorry, sorry. I know it hurts but it's for the best. Do you want me to kiss it better?" She says in hushed tones and then she kisses my cheek. "That was nice but what I'd really like is to get these fucking chains off and get out of here." I say back to her.
"Right, good idea any guesses of the location of the keys? I don't think I can pick that one" She asks standing up again.
"Nope sorry." She laughs.
"You have nothing to be sorry about this is all my fault and I'm gonna go find the key, hold my phone would you? it's digging into my hip." She places it in my pocket and I watch her do it. She then stands up and announces she's going to find the keys. I watch her leave the room happy knowing this ideal is almost over. But then she soon backs into the room again followed by someone else.
(Luciano POV)
After watching the havoc unfold from the rafters of the building, I lazily begin to walk to the room where the boy is held. I see a few of my men lying on the floor but still alive trying to move.
"Gentlemen you disappoint me, but then again my bella is very talented. I have one last job for you, I want you to torch the place down, the things you will need are in the storage cupboard. Start the fire upstairs in the projector room in about ten minutes. They nod their heads and move to do my bidding. I climb the stairs and pull out a gun knowing it will be useful. When I reach the top of the stairs I see her and she sees me. (Name) gasps and retreats back into the makeshift prison so I follow her with a wide smirk on my face.
"Well look how things have played out." I say as I walk into the room, (Name) stands protectively in front of Matt glaring at me.
"Come come bella don't look at me like that, he is still alive I have kept my end of our arrangement you keep yours." I take a step towards her, I am impressed she doesn't move back.
"(Name) don't you fucking think about going with the son of a bitch, just get yourself out." Matt shouts behind her trying to free himself. I sigh and point my gun at her.
"I didn't want it to be this way it is much too complex for my liking and it means effort." I honestly thought she would come willingly.
"Bella I'll rephrase it for you. Come with me now or I will kill him." She smiles at me.
"You're gonna have to go through me first. Put the gun away, I thought you were a man of knives." She says pulling out her own blade as she gets into her stance. I put the gun away.
"Bella I don't want to do it this way, I would never want to hurt you."I say as I hold my knife and she scoffs.
"You threw a knife at me and bit me both hurt physically, then you abduct someone dear to me and that hurt psychologically. Now are we doing this or not?" I glare at her.
"(Name) you are not doing this, just run, forget abou-"
"Matt honey, shut up this doesn't concern you."She interrupts him.
"The hell it doesn't, just go already." He growls back at her. She glares at me.
"Well, I'm waiting." she hisses at me and then we both run at each other. I will happily admit she has skill, fast fluid movements allow her to easily dodge and she catches one of my arms with her blade. But that will not help her win. I have a secret weapon and reach for a small spray bottle with my unarmed hand. We both parry and our blade clink together and lock. We struggle for a moment but then I smirk at her. "Sorry bella." And then I spray the liquid in the bottle in her face and almost simultaneously she collapses. I catch her before she hits the ground and put her over my shoulder.
"Well I'd love to stay and chat, but I have business to attend." I say to the boy as I turn to leave and ignore his swearing and yelling. As I walk out the room I see my guys with the petrol and matches.
"Start the fire in this corridor." I instruct to them and make my way downstairs taking sweet (Name) with me.
When I reach the bottom and walk to the stage I see Lutz locked in battle with (Name)'s Japanese friend, Kuro I think. Lutz looks pitiful, a lumbering idiot opposed to the quick Asian that clearly has the upper hand. I stand and watch for a minute, but it's so repetitive and I get bored, so I quietly climb down from the stairs unnoticed by the men. When I am close enough I pull out my gun and take aim, waiting for the right moment. The pair spin round once more so Kuro is closer to me. I smirk and then pull the trigger, my bullet finding it's way into the Japanese man's chest, he groans in pain and then falls to the floor. Lutz looks up and glares at me.
"Hey, I was winning that fight, I didn't need your help." He says sourly then kicks the body next to him for good measure.
"I don't care I'm ready to leave and you were in my way. Hold (Name), but touch her, even look at her in the wrong way and I'll gut you. We're leaving I'm sick of this country and want to go home." He nods and takes (Name) from me and carries her bridal style as we walk to the car park and enter a waiting van.
Well that's another one down and it's safe to say someone is a douche face. I really liked this chapter because chaos is fun and I think it's the longest too. There may be a chapter up tomorrow, or not I'm busy and might not have time. Thanks for reading I greatly appreciate it. :)
Disclaimer- I own nothing but the plot. But one day who knows?