Physco
Chapter.1
Hudson was slowly coming to; he opened his eyes and shook his head. "Weaver?" The Russian was still out they were both tied up on a chair facing each other in a room not like the one they used to integrate Mason, this one was dirty, smaller and it had a light hanging from a ceiling just like a police investigation room.
"It's about time you woke up agent Hudson" Hudson's attention turned to the voice, the door opened with a crack a man with a mask of a devil came in with a table full of tools.
"Who are you? How do you know me?"
"Ugh Hudson where…where are we?" Weaver opened his eye and looked at Hudson then at the man. "What's going on?"
"I think agent Hudson should remember me well…" the man uncovered his face.
"Kevin Marshall" Hudson said.
"Shocking isn't it? I bet you're wondering how I survived that explosion huh? You thought you were smart… smarter than me well guess what? You aren't" Marshall laughed before he knelt down in front of Weaver untying the jacket around his wound. "Oh dear that looks very bad"
"Don't think about hurting him" Hudson barked
"I knew you were going to fall in my trap but it was nice of you to get me an extra toy lovely, Grigori Weaver isn't it?" Weaver didn't say anything he tried to free his leg and kick the man on the face. "Don't try to escape Russian" He gave Weaver a devilish look and his smirk covered his face.
"How do you know that I'm Russian?"
"I know everything, I despise Russia and its people just like the man in front of you but your different… isn't he Hudson?" Marshall looked at Hudson while tracing circles around Weaver's wound.
Hudson growled. "You better let go of us" The man ignored Hudson and stood up looking down at Weaver.
"My my you have a lovely glowy green eye there" he placed a hand on Weaver's face but Weaver pulled away from his touch.
"Don't. Touch me" Weaver spat.
"Feisty…" Marshall chuckled before he slipped his fingers under Weaver's eye patch and yanked it off; he then walked to Hudson and leaned in closer to his ear. "I'll make your life a living hell just as you did to me" he whispered before dropping the eye patch on Hudson's lap.
"He has nothing to do with this"
Marshall ignored Hudson again and took a knife from the table of tools and started wiping it clean with a small towel. Hudson clenched his teeth, he knew that both of them were going to go through hell, but Weaver doesn't have to suffer for something Hudson did. "Just let go of him he's just a kid"
Again there was no sign of response from the other man, Kevin walked behind Weaver and looked at Hudson as if he was the devil himself before mouthing the word "Suffer" and digging the knife into Weaver's wound, Weaver fought a cry of pain but couldn't contain it for long as the mad man was twisting the knife.
"STOP" Hudson yelled. "Don't do this; he has nothing to do with what happened between you and me"
Marshall laughed; he was enjoying watching Weaver's pain loved how it made Hudson weak he had caught the right man. Marshall took out the knife when Weaver had stopped yelling and licked the blood on it. "Sweet so very sweet" he laughed like a mad man.
"Weaver? Weaver? WEAVER?" Hudson called but the Russian was out.
"Oops he must have passed out from the pain… my bad"
"I'm telling you he's just a kid don't torture him for something I did"
"It's too late for that now" Marshall took a hammer and a needle from the table and walked to Hudson. "You'll both suffer you'll get to see agony itself" he smirked before he buried the needle inside of Hudson's hand with the hammer; with every hit he earned a pained yell from Hudson… Just like he wanted.
"Hurts doesn't it?" Marshall gave Hudson a cold look before leaving, Hudson stared at the pool of blood that was starting to form under Weaver's leg; he feared that the younger would die of blood loss. Weaver was slowly regaining conscious he looked at Hudson then quickly shut his eye at the sight of the needle. "OH GOD"
"How are you feeling?" Hudson asked.
"Like shit"
"We'll get out of here"
"How?"
"He is bond to make a mistake and when he does we'll be ready we'll get out of here I promise"
"Why is he doing this to us?"
Hudson looked at the eye patch on his lap. "In my early days of this job I was sent to capture Kevin Marshall, he was a Physco a mad man, but things didn't go according to plan that's why I have the scare on my face, he was suppose to die in an explosion I set up"
"Aha so yea now he wants revenge and all that shit right?"
"Yep"
"I've seen horror movies like this before"
"Yea? Well what happens?"
"Dude all the heroes die in the end" Weaver laughed, Hudson was amazed, how could Weaver laugh and joke at a time like this? But that was just one of the reasons to why Hudson liked Weaver…
END OF 1…