"I don't trust him Cole" the man glared through his dark shades as he stood
with his arms folded across his chest in front of the large panel of glass
in front of him. Before him was small a white room, box like, which
contained two chairs, sat opposite each other with a table between in the
centre of the room. The boy stood in the corner, minus the leather coat,
but still a clear dark contrast from the rest of the room. The glass
dividing the boy from the suited man would have made the man feel better -
as he could see in but the boy couldn't see out - only the boy was staring
out in his direction: directly into his eyes it seemed. He shuddered
slightly from that feeling. "He's going to jeopardise the whole mission".
The dark haired man stood beside him silently for a moment watching the boy through the glass intently; he hadn't moved since he'd been left there about half an hour ago. "Maybe"
"What?" the other turned to look at him confused, though his glasses hid the expression in his eyes, "Maybe? Is that all you're going to say - maybe? There should be no maybe about it"-
"He was brought in for a reason David" Cole replied not looking at him. "And maybe we're not meant to trust him. But trust me; the boss knows what he's doing. And if the boy knows what's good for him, he'll stick to what was agreed on" he cast a look to the man, not able to read the expression on his face or the eyes behind the glasses. Instead he walked past and through a door exiting the watch room.
David glared at the door shutting after him before turning to look through the glass again. He shuddered when the boy's eyes seemed to make contact with his for a long moment, making him shudder with discomfort. He glanced to the side and watched as the door to the white room opened and his colleague entered it.
"Hello again, I'm sorry I took so long, but these kinds of things take some time getting sorted out".
The boy turned to look at the suited man who spoke. He blinked as he stood still remaining in his corner, watching the man place some files on the little table and sitting down. The man cleared his throat before turning some papers that had been stapled together to face the boy, and slid it across to his side of the table wordlessly.
"What's that?" he asked staring at the man and not making a move.
"A contract"
"I don't do contracts" the boy replied slowly and using his low monotone voice.
"Well you do now" the suited man calmly spoke as he clasped his hands together and rested them on the table whilst leaning forward slightly, "you just need to sign where it says on the front page and last page".
The boy merely stared at him, but with more glare in those dark eyes and his pout shifting slightly as he folded his arms.
"You agreed remember, to comply with us. Now sign this... or. you know what will happen" the suited man spoke, lowering his tone warningly at the end of the sentence, a silent promise.
"What does it say, the contract?"
"Its just basically everything that was gone over in the last meeting, all written up. now if you would just sign please, so we can all get on"
The boy stared. "So I'm practically signing my own death warrant"
"If you could just sign where it says please" the suited man picked up a pen and clicked it, before holding it out towards the boy.
The boy stared and blinked before slowly moving across the room, swiping the pen in one swift movement then leant down over the contract.
"There" the man said, using his finger to point to a line on the front page.
The boy tapped the finger away quickly with the pen showing he was irritated before he scribbled down some valid signature. The man opposite flicked over the pages to the last page where the boy then made another signature.
"Thank you for your co-operation" the suited man said with a smile as he took the pen back and gathered the contract, placing it with other files in a neat pile in front of him. The boy narrowed his eyes slightly and stared for a long hard moment. "So what now, Cole?" he raised an eyebrow slightly, reading the suited man's ID badge.
"That's Mr. Davenport to you" the suited man said after glancing down at the badge himself. "We shall be taking you to your cell" he stood up.
"Cell" the boy watched the man stand, "does that room have a wall of glass your friend will watch me through as well?"
The suited man merely looked back at the boy. "No, that's not necessary; I assure you will have privacy in your own cell"
"Oh well that's okay then" the boy replied rolling his eyes slightly and glancing away.
"You did ag"-
"Stop using that sentence. Just take me to my cell if you've nothing left of use to tell me or do" the boy cut in.
"We shall be meeting again in the morning, where we shall discuss and go onto the next stage" Cole informed the boy.
"Mm, can't wait" something flickered behind the boys eyes before he walked past the table and stood beside the tall man, "so, the cell".
"Yes. Follow me" the man unlocked the door and led the boy out. Immediately David joined them to walk on the other side of the boy as they headed down a long white corridor towards an elevator.
They all remained in silence as they got in, and the doors shut. The suited men exchanged a glance above the boys head and they felt the movement of the elevator. Soon it stopped and they all got that sinking feeling as the doors opened, they then walked out and down another corridor, going through some double doors.
They stopped as Cole unlocked a door leading to another smaller corridor and led them down to a door at the end. He unlocked that door as well and then held it open, "Your cell" he announced.
The boy stepped past him into the small room, looking around with a slight frown at the surroundings: white walls, a single bed with white covers, a table and chair, a chest of drawers, a dirty beige carpet. There was a small light on the ceiling and no window. Yet it was so bright and plain still it was nauseating.
"We'll leave you now. We'll get back to you in the morning" Cole told the boy and glanced to David about to leave.
"When will I get my sword back?" the boy turned and stared at them, standing there in the middle of the room looking out of place.
".Good night. And thank you for your co-operation" Cole stepped out and shut the door behind him before double locking it.
Beside him David let out a sigh as he got out a pen then started to fill in the information on the door
'Name: Lex'.
The dark haired man stood beside him silently for a moment watching the boy through the glass intently; he hadn't moved since he'd been left there about half an hour ago. "Maybe"
"What?" the other turned to look at him confused, though his glasses hid the expression in his eyes, "Maybe? Is that all you're going to say - maybe? There should be no maybe about it"-
"He was brought in for a reason David" Cole replied not looking at him. "And maybe we're not meant to trust him. But trust me; the boss knows what he's doing. And if the boy knows what's good for him, he'll stick to what was agreed on" he cast a look to the man, not able to read the expression on his face or the eyes behind the glasses. Instead he walked past and through a door exiting the watch room.
David glared at the door shutting after him before turning to look through the glass again. He shuddered when the boy's eyes seemed to make contact with his for a long moment, making him shudder with discomfort. He glanced to the side and watched as the door to the white room opened and his colleague entered it.
"Hello again, I'm sorry I took so long, but these kinds of things take some time getting sorted out".
The boy turned to look at the suited man who spoke. He blinked as he stood still remaining in his corner, watching the man place some files on the little table and sitting down. The man cleared his throat before turning some papers that had been stapled together to face the boy, and slid it across to his side of the table wordlessly.
"What's that?" he asked staring at the man and not making a move.
"A contract"
"I don't do contracts" the boy replied slowly and using his low monotone voice.
"Well you do now" the suited man calmly spoke as he clasped his hands together and rested them on the table whilst leaning forward slightly, "you just need to sign where it says on the front page and last page".
The boy merely stared at him, but with more glare in those dark eyes and his pout shifting slightly as he folded his arms.
"You agreed remember, to comply with us. Now sign this... or. you know what will happen" the suited man spoke, lowering his tone warningly at the end of the sentence, a silent promise.
"What does it say, the contract?"
"Its just basically everything that was gone over in the last meeting, all written up. now if you would just sign please, so we can all get on"
The boy stared. "So I'm practically signing my own death warrant"
"If you could just sign where it says please" the suited man picked up a pen and clicked it, before holding it out towards the boy.
The boy stared and blinked before slowly moving across the room, swiping the pen in one swift movement then leant down over the contract.
"There" the man said, using his finger to point to a line on the front page.
The boy tapped the finger away quickly with the pen showing he was irritated before he scribbled down some valid signature. The man opposite flicked over the pages to the last page where the boy then made another signature.
"Thank you for your co-operation" the suited man said with a smile as he took the pen back and gathered the contract, placing it with other files in a neat pile in front of him. The boy narrowed his eyes slightly and stared for a long hard moment. "So what now, Cole?" he raised an eyebrow slightly, reading the suited man's ID badge.
"That's Mr. Davenport to you" the suited man said after glancing down at the badge himself. "We shall be taking you to your cell" he stood up.
"Cell" the boy watched the man stand, "does that room have a wall of glass your friend will watch me through as well?"
The suited man merely looked back at the boy. "No, that's not necessary; I assure you will have privacy in your own cell"
"Oh well that's okay then" the boy replied rolling his eyes slightly and glancing away.
"You did ag"-
"Stop using that sentence. Just take me to my cell if you've nothing left of use to tell me or do" the boy cut in.
"We shall be meeting again in the morning, where we shall discuss and go onto the next stage" Cole informed the boy.
"Mm, can't wait" something flickered behind the boys eyes before he walked past the table and stood beside the tall man, "so, the cell".
"Yes. Follow me" the man unlocked the door and led the boy out. Immediately David joined them to walk on the other side of the boy as they headed down a long white corridor towards an elevator.
They all remained in silence as they got in, and the doors shut. The suited men exchanged a glance above the boys head and they felt the movement of the elevator. Soon it stopped and they all got that sinking feeling as the doors opened, they then walked out and down another corridor, going through some double doors.
They stopped as Cole unlocked a door leading to another smaller corridor and led them down to a door at the end. He unlocked that door as well and then held it open, "Your cell" he announced.
The boy stepped past him into the small room, looking around with a slight frown at the surroundings: white walls, a single bed with white covers, a table and chair, a chest of drawers, a dirty beige carpet. There was a small light on the ceiling and no window. Yet it was so bright and plain still it was nauseating.
"We'll leave you now. We'll get back to you in the morning" Cole told the boy and glanced to David about to leave.
"When will I get my sword back?" the boy turned and stared at them, standing there in the middle of the room looking out of place.
".Good night. And thank you for your co-operation" Cole stepped out and shut the door behind him before double locking it.
Beside him David let out a sigh as he got out a pen then started to fill in the information on the door
'Name: Lex'.