The quiet bang echoed through the rustling trees and Ivan Braginski was no more. Matthew walked over to the Russian man and with his newly gloved hand bent over and checked the platinum blonde's pulse. Like the colour in the man's waxy skin, it had vanished without a trace.

The teen sighed and looked over at the German man who to Matthew's slight surprise hadn't tried to escape during their face off. He stared at the adolescent with icy blue eyes before his mouth grew into a large, genuine smile that caught Matthew completely off guard, which you can imagine is a great feat in itself. The taller man approached the teen cautiously, smile still in place, and cleared his throat.

"Mr. Williams, I would like to apologize to and thank you for this." He said gesturing to the body. Matthew just blinked and gave a questioning stare to which Ludwig shifted nervously at, not forgetting the monster of a kid the person in front of him could be.

"If you haven't noticed Ludwig, I'm kind of hurt and pretty tired. So could you please explain what is happening?" The violet eyed man asked, yawning and wincing at the action. His head felt like it got hit by a train that was slingshot by two other speeding trains. Like, the train was in between the two others and they had industrial grade elastic and… God, never mind.

"Of course! I apologize again. What happened was that Ivan is…was a human trafficker who did mercenary work for fun. He thought that mercenary work counted as being an assassin, we weren't about to tell him otherwise. When he heard about you he had to know who you were and how good you were so he used me as a cover to infiltrate your business. When he saw how good you really were he… well, you know the rest." Ludwig ended with a sigh eyeing the other's wounds with concern. Matthew noticed and stood up straighter despite the pain.

"Alright, if what you say is true, does that mean there are other prisoners?" Ludwig nodded. "Okay, any other leaders to be concerned about?"

"Only one, but she is not good with anything but a knife. Don't bother though. You need to get home to your family." Matthew looked up at the taller man in disbelief. Was he actually telling him to value himself over the other prisoners? Ludwig just smiled in confidence at the look.

"I-I guess I'll leave it to you then." The teen responded, deciding to trust Ludwig because he might as well start somewhere. The German nodded before turning and walking away. Matthew thought of something all of a sudden and called out after man. Ludwig halted and turned his head.

"How old are you Ludwig?" Matthew yelled. The man gave him a confused glance before yelling back.

"I am 16, why?" The shorter of the two blanched. He had not expected that as the answer.

"You don't happen to remember whether you have an older brother, do you?"

"I'm positive I do. I don't remember his name but I remember greyish white hair." Ludwig stated face twisting in thought. Matthew gaped then ran up to the German and producing a pen out of god knows where. He wrote his address on the man's hand.

"Come here after you've finished freeing everyone. I'm pretty sure I know your family." The assassin said happily before running off in the other direction and grabbing the fallen briefcase on his way, wincing in pain at the exertion.

Ludwig stood there in shock for a couple minutes before shaking his head, letting out a loud laugh, turning and running back to his car. As he put it into drive he had a death grip on the steering wheel in excitement and determination.

This should be interesting.

I'M SORRY! I just wanted Ludwig to be happeh! But remember when Matthew knew that Gilbert helped him because he reminded him of someone? Remember? *sobs*

In other news, I won't be posting a chapter tomorrow because I'm going camping. In the winter. Just don't ask, I'm Canadian. Anyways, hope you will all be here when I get back!~

SilverDawn1313: Yeah, it's one of my favourite songs ^3^

Riane V: Can I just take a moment to tell you how lovely you are? Because you really are. Yeah, I tried to make Matthew very Alfred-esque. He really loves his lil bro. (You're just perfect okay?)