Ken struggled to keep a calm composure as Julian led him down the halls of the Shadowlaw facility. They hadn't gone directly to look for Cammy, it would have been suspicious for them to miss the morning duties. As the day went on, Julian told him every detail about his encounter with Cammy. He had said she was really strong. Ken knew Cammy was a strong girl, from experience, but strong enough to give Julian a hard time? Hell, Julian would give him a hard time. Now it was around midnight. It was hard for Ken to get through this day, knowing that something bad could be happening to Cammy at that very moment. Especially due to the fact that he was working for Shadowlaw. Julian acted normal. Something still wasn't right about him. Ken felt that there was something more to the reason he had come and joined Shadowlaw. Not every Tom, Dick and Harry knew about Shadowlaw. Something else was going on with him, but Ken was focused on Cammy. Hopefully they would be able to find her and get the hell out of this place before anyone realized they were missing. Julian stopped by a door that was cracked open.
"This is the room they took her to after she passed out from the drugs."
Even the thought of that made Ken angry. The two men looked inside to find no one in the room. All that was inside was a steel chair and a mattress on the floor. Ken entered the room to look at everything more carefully. Upon a closer examination, Ken noticed some dark spots on the cement floor. Dried blood. Julian motioned for Ken's attention.
"Hey man! Look at this."
Ken looked down at the steel chair. There were cuffs on the back of it, stained with blood. Ken's eyes grew wide with disgust. They had kept her here. She had been hurt, more than once.
"Dammit!"
Ken turned away from the chair and looked at the partially opened steel door. It was dented in many places. She was trapped, caged like an animal, all alone.
"She tried to get out of here."
Julian walked to Ken and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"She's a fighter man. I could tell that much by the way she acted. She was trying to escape…and almost did."
Julian walked to the other side of the room and kicked the wall yelling.
"SHIT! I'm so stupid. Why couldn't I see what was going on? I'm so sorry Ken. We'll find her, I swear to you. You know I wouldn't really do that to someone if I knew the details of what was going on. This place is bullshit, such bullshit. I won't ever be a part of their evil again. Never!"
Julian awaited an answer or response from Ken, but one never came.
"You there? Ken?"
Julian turned and saw why Ken hadn't answered. He was standing by the door with a gun held to his head by a Shadowlaw soldier and Vega standing behind him.
"What the fuck?"
Another soldier walked towards Julian, gun pointed, as Vega spoke.
"Mr. Marquez, perhaps you should join Mr. Masters and myself for a little meeting. I do believe we have some issues to discuss."
Guile slowly and quietly opened the door to Melissa's room and shut it behind him. She was sound asleep. He sat on the side of the bed and ran his fingers through her hair. He was going to miss her. Poor thing, she was only 10 years old and everything that was going on had to be pretty scary; terrorists, kidnappings, murders. Cammy and her got along great, her and Charlie too. They used to be so happy; him, his best friend and their little girls. Now Charlie and Cammy were gone, and Jane was slipping away from him. She just couldn't understand why he needed to find Cammy. It wasn't just Charlie, though that was a big part, he loved Cammy just like he loved Melissa. He had decided to leave that night. An early morning invasion would be less likely to be noticed, after all that was a big concern. Sure if they were discovered they would be able to get out, but they would jeopardize the lives of the ones they were trying to save. This was a one shot deal. Melissa began to stir.
"Daddy?"
"Hey. I was just coming to say bye, I have to leave tonight."
"Are you going to help find Cammy?"
"Yeah."
"I really miss her. I bet she's scared."
"I bet so too, that's why I'm going now, to get her as soon as possible."
"Are you scared?"
"Not for myself. I'm scared for you and mom."
"I'll be okay, and I'll make sure to take care of mom."
Guile laughed softly.
"You do that honey. Now give me a hug and kiss before I go."
Melissa reached up from under the covers and wrapped her arms around Guile tightly. He squeezed her back before he kissed her cheek and released her.
"I love you. Okay now you lie down and go back to sleep."
"Okay daddy. I love you too."
Guile stayed on the bed until she was asleep again, pulled her covers tight and left the room to speak to Jane before he left. She was in the living room watching T.V. He sat on the couch next to her and grabbed her hand.
"She fell right back to sleep when I left."
Jane didn't turn her eyes away from the T.V. as she spoke.
"Did you make her cry too?"
"Jane! Why are you saying this? I love you."
"You're leaving me."
"No I'm not. Please try and understand why I'm doing this."
"I'm scared William."
Jane buried her wet face into Guile's shoulder and began sobbing openly.
"Melissa doesn't understand just how big this is."
"Jane, she understands more than you know. She knows that wherever Cammy is she's afraid and lonely. She understands compassion. Can't you try and push your fears aside and see that too. You think you're afraid, think of her. She's not only more than likely alone; she has lost her father and mother all in a matter of days."
"I'm sorry, I know I was being selfish, but promise me you're coming back. Please."
Guile kisses her forehead.
"Was there ever any doubt?"
Jane laughed softly
"There you are. My cocky Guile."
Jan pulled closer to Guile and they held each other until it was time for Guile to leave. By then Jane had fallen asleep. Guile left quietly locking the door to his home behind him.
"Here goes nothing and everything at the same time."
Julian froze as the soldier raised the gun to his temple. Vega whispered in the other soldier's ear and he soon led Ken out of the room. Julian looked at Ken for maybe the last time. How could I have let this happen? Then everyone was gone except for him and Vega. Vega shut the door behind him and motioned for Julian to sit. Julian didn't take a seat.
"Mr. Marquez, you would make it much easier if you would just take your seat like a good little boy."
Julian stared at him with much abhorrence but still sat in the chair.
"If I hadn't witnessed that little scene I would be commending you right now. However, now I am going to have to punish you in some way."
"How about you just kill me."
"Oh, though that does sound fun, I am afraid that I cannot. We know who your father is."
"My father is NOBODY!"
"Now, now, let's not get upset. The last thing Shadowlaw needs is the Latin King's on it's back. Your father is a very powerful man. How did he loose track of his son?"
(A/N: The Latin Kings is a real life gang based out of Chicago. It's the most powerful Latino gang. I don't know anything about them other than what I have researched. The gang just fits the storyline. Okay so now Julian is half Latino, go figure)
"He chose to. I haven't seen him for years. He has disowned me."
"You're lying to me. Strip down."
"What?! Fuck no!"
Julian heard the sound of the safety clicking off on the gun held to his head. Vega spoke more slowly.
"Now take off your clothes."
Julian stood and took off his shirt, throwing it to the floor. Next her removed his pants, after taking off his shoes. Now he stood in his boxers while Vega scanned his body closely.
"Take off your shorts."
"No way you faggot!"
"You know that's not what I want. Actually I think you know exactly what I'm looking for. Now take off the shorts."
Julian cursed under his breath as he removed his shorts revealing a five pointed crown tattoo on his right hip. Under the crown there was the letters "L" and "K" in neat script.
"Just as I thought."
"Can I put my fucking clothes back on?"
"You would have never had to remove them if you would have just told the truth to begin with."
Julian spoke as he began redressing.
"I didn't even want the damn tattoo. My father made me get it so I would be protected. I was only twelve when they did it, hurt like hell. It has only brought me trouble."
"On the contrary Mr. Marquez, today it has brought you the very thing your father meant it to. We could not take the risk of hurting a hair on your head. The Latin King's are one of our biggest buyers. If you happened to be hurt, we would be in for some trouble."
"If I'm so important then you do what I say and let Ken go."
"Oh now let's not live in a fantasy world. Mr. Masters' is in a lot more trouble than you. He lied to us. Not even you could get him out of that."
"I will tell my father you're not listening to me."
"He would most surely agree with me. You can't have it all Mr. Marquez."
"Then I don't want nothing. My father is dead to me. Just kill me, punish me, whatever. I'm not his son."
"Trust me Mr. Marquez, I wish you were not his son. But I must leave you for now until we can contact your father. I have Mr. Masters to deal with now. That meeting will prove to be more fun."
"¡Haré joder lo mata, usted hijo de una ramera!"
"Ahora permita's no usa los nombres crueles, ni usted quizás tenga un accidente desgraciado. Yo lo puedo asegurar no será matado pero me confía, usted sufrirá."
"¡Haré joder lo mata, usted hijo de una ramera!" = "I'll fucking kill you, you son of a bitch."
"Ahora permita's no usa los nombres crueles, ni usted quizás tenga un accidente desgraciado. Yo lo puedo asegurar no será matado pero me confía, usted sufrirá." = "Now let's not use cruel names, or you might have an unfortunate accident. I can assure you will not be killed but trust me, you will suffer."