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Chapter 11: Freedom is only gained by blood

The rained still fell from the heavens on the fateful day of July 3rd…the day before everything turned around. Abby Lincoln was sitting in her room; contemplating about all of the events that had just taken place within two weeks. Nigel gave up on life; he even told Abby that the last time she saw him, which was this morning after the funeral. Benedict has gained custody of her best friend and partner, and she couldn't do one thing about it. She was basically useless. Abby sighed and looked outside towards the way of Benedict's mansion, which was only a couple of streets down. She wondered what was going on over there; between Benedict and Nigel.

They're probably getting into a huge fight…Abby thought grimly. Hopefully not one with a bloody mess in the end…

Abby was picturing the worst of things going on at the Uno's mansion. She thought that Nigel's last resort would be to kill his Uncle, but she had to have faith in him. Nigel Uno may have changed rapidly in the last couple of days, but he wouldn't be a killer. Definitely not a killer…or so Abby hoped.

"Hey, Nigel! How is my favorite nephew?" Benedict greeted Nigel, eight years old, now living in America. Benedict and Monty visited as soon as they had a chance to, they loved it how they lived so close together now, and didn't want to waste any memories. Benedict had always loved Nigel ever since he was a baby and the love has grown. If only it would have stayed.

"I'm your only nephew." Nigel said as Benedict let go of their warm hug. Nigel still had his handsome brown hair and his bright hazel eyes. He loved his Uncle, but liked to annoy him also. Benedict would do the same thing and both of them took it as a joke. But soon, the two relatives would really mean the words they say.

"What does that have to do with anything? I still consider you my favorite!" Benedict exclaimed happy as ever. He was glad that his brother finally moved to America, and lived only a few streets down. Benedict could finally have some company around here, besides his dog.

"You make no sense, Uncle Ben." Nigel said smiling and looking up at his role model and hero. It was true, Nigel's role model was in fact Benedict Uno, who always had a smile on his face all of the time. He had respect for his parents, but they weren't as fun as Uncle Ben. All Monty wanted to do was fish and read the newspaper, but Benedict wanted to play fun games with Nigel, who got to decide which one to play.

"I know, but it's easier to make no sense than to make any sense at all." Benedict said as the smile continued glowing with Nigel's…

Nigel opened up his dreary eyes instantly, as if he wanted to. The day was July 4th, the day of Nigel Uno's freedom. He had been dreaming about past memories with his Uncle, but all of that was about to fade away along with his world. Nigel Uno was still going to let his plan take action; kill his once beloved Uncle. Deep inside his heart he resisted, but his heart was changing slowly, taking over his once former self. He couldn't stop it

Though, it was inevitable just as the mysterious man said it would be. It was destiny.

Nigel slowly rose from his bed and looked outside. It was still raining, just like it was yesterday. It was early in the morning, at least 5 o'clock, but it looked like it was still night. Fog surrounded the mansion along with many eerie trees, and stars were still shining in the sky. It was very creepy, and Nigel enjoyed it. He liked the darkness.

A grin replaced his frown and his once bright hazel eyes darkened. His hazel eyes were cold and menacing, getting ready for his actions today. He got out of bed and looked outside once more to take the day ahead of him; The day of his freedom from this cruel and unforgiving world…

Damien and Mike were watching Nigel from their video monitors intensely. Nigel wasn't acting the way he had yesterday. He was all depressed and angry at everybody and, everything, but now he just seems mad. Nigel was also looking like he wanted to kill something, that he was blood thirsty. His wicked smile and his cold hearted stare all add up to it. He changed overnight, and the two assassins watching him knew it. His movements were all too different, his eyes and grin were too menacing, and worst of all was what is in his suitcase.

Damien and Mike's eyes widened as he saw Nigel swiftly grab a silver object; a gun. Nigel packed a gun in his suitcase, knowing the possibility of using it! Mike turned to Damien surprised and excited all at the same time. Mike was surprised that all of the predictions had come true about Nigel Uno, but now he couldn't wait to get his hands on the teenager. The teenager was lethal, deadly, and all around evil now. It was going to happen today.

"So, you were right all along." Mike said to his partner, Damien. He turned around in his chair along with his Bud Light and smiled at him. "It's time to call the boss, right?"

"Yeah, it is. We need to get our reinforcements also." Damien said as he flung out his cell phone yet again. It was all too similar to Mike, who's seen it countless times, but didn't know what it really was.

"Reinforcements? What are you talking about?" Mike questioned. He didn't want anybody else getting in the way. All they needed to do was escort the kid to the Chronos' headquarters, and let him meet the current leader. But Mike didn't know the full extent of the situation. He came in at the last minute, since the leader didn't fully trust Damien. There was something about him that made him seem like he would betray the organization, and the leader trusted Mike fully. He loved to kill and assassinate, so he knew that he wouldn't betray the organization.

"I'm talking about the FBI." Damien explained. "They know about the situation about Nigel, I saw a couple of agents at the funeral watching his every move. So we aren't the only people keeping an eye on him, so we have to take extra precautions." Mike stood there stunned. He thought the FBI was just a higher rank of policemen, but now he was proved wrong. They knew what they were doing. They probably had a spy watching the mansion nearby, or video cameras in the mansion, but Chronos didn't know what.

"Extra precautions?" Repeated Mike suggesting that Damien should tell him what they were.

"Yeah, we're going to have a couple of other assassins, and a helicopter to transport Nigel. That's all." Damien said shrugging it off. It wasn't really a big deal to him, but apparently Mike wasn't filled in with the whole plan. He never is, he just pretends he listens, but this was catching his attention.

"Just assassins? Are they equipped with anything at all?" Mike asked.

"Of course. All of them are on motorcycles and have handguns. I know there is one person on the helicopter with a machine gun, but he won't be coming out. He'll just be there in case the FBI comes. That's when he'll shoot, but I doubt any agents will come." Damien said as he started to dial in the numbers to his leader…

It was still very early in the morning, as Nigel Uno dialed in his cell phone Abby's number. He wanted to talk to his best friend just one, last time before he destroyed his life. He sighed a little, it wasn't going to be easy just to kill Ben and then run off. He didn't know about Chronos watching his every move, but what he did know that the life ahead of his wasn't going to be a smooth road. It was going to be a challenge with all of the hills.

"Hello?" Abby said half awake on the other line. It was summer, so she took the time to sleep in until 10 or 11, not expecting a phone call this early in the morning.

"Hey Abby, it's Nigel."

"Nigel!? How are you?" Abby said delighted to hear from her friend, but still a little stunned that he'd be calling her after their conversation.

"I'm fine, but I need to tell you something important." Nigel said trying to make sure that his message gets through her head. He wanted to make sure that Abby understood what was going on. He wanted to make sure that Abby knew that he changed.

"Okay, go ahead…"

"I'm going to finish off my Uncle." Nigel said smiling at his words. He couldn't wait to pull the trigger and end his murderer's life. Benedict was a killer who needed to be put to the end, and Nigel was going to do it…with a grin across his face. He wanted to kill, he needed to kill, and he couldn't stop it. Nigel was a changed man.

"What?! Nigel, are you insane!?" Abby said completely surprised. Nigel must be joking, was the only thing that echoed through her head. She didn't want Nigel to become a killer, that was her worst fear that she had about the situation.

"You could say that." Nigel said smiling at Abby's reaction. "I just can't wait to kill the man. He's so naïve and unaware about who he's messing with, but he'll find out soon enough." He waited to hear Abby's rattled and stunned reaction. Nigel loved reactions; definitely one's that would make him laugh and hear screams.

"Nigel…what are you saying? This isn't you!" Abby said on the verge of tears. This wasn't the Nigel she knew. The Nigel she knew was funny, but serious at time, and a leader. Now he seemed to be evil, insane, and just a blood thirsty killer.

"What are you talking about? This is me, the new and improved me! Some unfortunate events turned me into this, and you can't stop it. It's what we call destiny or fate, so it's inevitable, Abby. Besides, don't you want to see the death of that bastard? I'm just going to have fun with him, fool around with his head and then kill him off quickly. I don't want to hear any of his constant ranting and I don't want to see any tears. I just want to see blood and then I'll be off!" Nigel said forcing out an evil grin. It was too easy to be evil and insane; being good these days are just too hard and tiresome. "That's what I'm saying, Abby. And you can't stop me. So bye for now."

Nigel closed his cell phone and tightened his grip around his silver gun, waiting to be used for the purpose of revenge. Cold-blooded revenge…

"Wow, the guy really did turn evil." Mike retorted watching the video monitor. They intercepted the conversation between Nigel and Abby and heard every word of it, every chilling word.

"You think? We better hurry up to the mansion then, it looks like Nigel will be done soon enough." Damien said getting up and putting on his trench coat. Mike got up as well and grabbed his black trench coat also. It was the classic symbol of one of Chronos' assassins, and the government knew it all too well from all of their escapes and attacks. And another one was about to come…

Nigel walked through the hallways of his Uncle's mansion, which was soon about to become his grave. He put away his gun in his jacket pocket on his right, and walked casually towards his Uncle's bedroom. He had a smile across his face while he thought about what he was going to do after he killed his Uncle. Start a fire, that's it. That's what Nigel was going to do after the bullet penetrated Benedict's chest. Then there wouldn't be any evidence of Nigel killing his Uncle, but then there was Abby. But he knew what he was going to do with her.

Nigel's pace became more frequent, trying to get it over with before Abby did something stupid. Like come over here and try to stop him. Yeah right, he had a gun and she wouldn't dare hurt her "friend." But Nigel was different now, he was a blood thirsty killer, and he knew it. So he took full advantage. If Abby was going to get in the way, he would simply make sure that she gotten taken care of. As simple as that.

Benedict's door was right in front of him, closed and seemingly silent. The only thing Nigel could hear was his heartbeat and the wind outside. It was perfect, Benedict was asleep, but Nigel wanted him alive and to die knowing it was him. So he would know what his mistakes where and how they turned out; Nigel was that mistake.

He slowly twisted the doorknob and opened up the door and walked into the room. It was a master bedroom, and it looked like Benedict was in the bathroom. Perfect, Nigel didn't have to go through the trouble of waking up his Uncle. Nigel waited for a couple of seconds, and then saw Benedict walk out of the bathroom, changed and ready for the day. Nigel smiled as Benedict saw Nigel leaning against the wall. The room was pitch dark, still not light outside and raining, so Ben was startled to see Nigel there.

"What the hell are you doing here!?" Benedict asked rattled. He was expecting that it was going to be an easy day with breaking Nigel and having a fun time doing it. But Nigel seemed to show him otherwise, he was in his room and secretly concealing a gun preparing to finish the job. But Benedict didn't have any idea about it.

"What do you mean? This is my house now isn't it? Don't I deserve to take a tour or go into every room?" Nigel said menacingly. He wanted to taunt Benedict, make his mind go crazy before death took over him. It was the death that Benedict was asking for, so he was going to get it.

"This isn't your house, this is my house. You're just my prisoner waiting to die slowly." Benedict said trying to stay calm. He knew that something was different about Nigel, yesterday Nigel was all unstable and easily broken but now he just seemed indestructible and cold.

"Your prisoner? Don't make me laugh, you're my prisoner now." Nigel said slowly reaching down into his jacket pocket and staring at his Uncle. Ben was sweating, and on the verge of going crazy. It was all in the eyes, they told everything. That's when Nigel whipped out his gun, and Benedict started sweating more and looked like he was about to cry.

"Nigel, put that back! Don't make me-"Ben started but was cut off.

"Make you do what? Call the police, get out your gun? You're so pathetic; you think any of those things will stop me? You made me this way; you wanted me this way so it was basically your fault. This is your entire fault, but you know. I like being this way. It's so much easier to be bad instead of good, so I can see why you chose this side. But you were stupid about it." Nigel went on making Benedict on the verge of insanity.

"Nigel, stop it! I never wanted you this way? What the hell are you saying!?" Benedict pleaded trying to show his innocence, but it wasn't working. Nigel wasn't going to let him go down easily, definitely since of the pain he'd put him through. All of the pain made Nigel go crazy inside himself, and now he was leashing it all out.

"What am I saying? I'm saying that you're a sorry fag that needs to be taught a lesson. A painful lesson, and that's what I'm doing. Besides, it's the fourth of July, and I'm going to celebrate my freedom from this cruel world." Nigel said raising the gun in Benedict's direction and grinned. He was going to do it, and Benedict knew it. Benedict knew that Nigel was going to kill him, so he simply accepted it. Nigel's future had taken full force.

Nigel pulled the trigger towards Benedict who just stood there waiting for it to come. Nigel smiled as he saw the bullet rip through the air and finally rest itself in Benedict's chest, near his left shoulder. Right into his heart, Nigel suspected as he saw Benedict's eyes grow wide from the shot.

Blood started to spew out of the wound and Nigel grinned as he saw Benedict look up with weary eyes about to close forever. He held his wound and looked over one last time to his creation and then slowly fall forward.

"Can we play hide and go seek, Uncle Ben?"

"Of course!"

Benedict fell on the ground with past memories of Nigel behind him. All of the happiness ended and started to rebirth into a killing machine, and Ben was the one to blame. Nigel smiled at his victory and walked forward towards his dead and bloody Uncle. That's when Nigel noticed the window was ajar when it wasn't before.

Nigel stopped in his tracks as he saw two figures in the shadows of the room. "Who are you two?" Nigel asked whirling around and pointing his gun at the two figures who stepped forward to reveal themselves as Mike and Damien.

Nigel's eyes widened as he saw the same mysterious figure from the car crash. How could he find Nigel here? And how'd they get it without him noticing it? Nigel's mind was swirling with questions, and he was going to force them to answer. Even if it meant shooting one of them.

"You!?" Nigel questioned pointing the gun at Damien. "Why the hell are you here?" He urged trying to force out answers.

"I've been assigned to watch you." Damien answered calmly, trying to make sure Nigel doesn't shoot. "We're from Chronos, an assassin organization, and we're here to escort you to your new home."

"Chronos? I've heard of you guys, the organization's assassins are supposed to be highly skilled. Now let's see if that's true." Nigel said trying to see if they really were instead of the FBI or Police. Nigel pulled the trigger and shot at Mike, who swiftly dodged the bullet and in a second Damien was behind Nigel clenching his wrist and wielding his gun.

"I guess you guys really are." Nigel said smiling as Damien let go of Nigel's wrist but taking his gun while he was at it. He didn't want to take any chances, definitely after seeing what Nigel did to Benedict. "I'll be glad to join your organization, besides it'll be more fun than hanging around in jail with all of those dumbasses."

"Excellent." Mike said smiling. He liked Nigel already, after seeing the way he dealt with his psychotic Uncle. Mike liked to torture people before he finished them off. It showed their true side.Nigel and the two assassins started to walk out of Benedict's grave and out to the hallway. Slowly creating Nigel's new life and fate.

Abby, Hoagie, Wally, and Kuki ran through the heavy rain and wind towards Benedict's mansion trying to stop Nigel from his last resort. But it was too late, and Abby had a feeling that it was based on the scene ahead of her. There was a helicopter opposite of her and five motorcyclists. The rest of them saw the same thing and all of them were confused, amazed, and scared. This is exactly what happened in Wally's dream, and all of them knew it, and it ended up with Wally's death and Nigel's departure.

"Hurry up! I think I see Nigel!" Abby yelled to her friends over the rain and wind. She was right; Nigel was coming out of the mansion with two men besides him. They were no older than twenty five and Nigel seemed to not care that he was getting out of the house. It seemed like he wanted to get out and go with them.

Abby sped ahead and saw Nigel going towards the helicopter, who started to get ready for the departure and take him away forever. Abby wasn't going to let that happen, she couldn't lose him. Not now and not ever. "Nigel, come back! You can't go, not with them!" Abby screamed over the rain and wind trying to get to Nigel who didn't even glance towards her. He stayed silent. Abby ran forward trying to get closer to Nigel, trying to get him away from the mess he was about to get himself into.

A couple of yards ahead Nigel was smiling, and then he leaned over towards Damien. "Can you go deal with her? She can be a handful." He smiled and Mike looked over to Damien and grinned at the order. Damien obliged and stopped walking with Mike and Nigel. Abby was only a couple of feet away and that's when Damien went into action. He swiftly grabbed both of Abby's hands and started to restrain her.

Hoagie, Wally, and Kuki heard the roar of engines as they saw that two of the motorcyclists come forward right at them. Wally cringed; this was moments before his death and he knew it, but he wasn't going to let it stop him. Never.

The two motorcyclists were apparently fast, because as soon as Wally cleared his head they were right in front of them. Stopping them from getting near Nigel at all, and Wally lashed out. "Get these freakin' motorcycles away from me!" That's when he ran at one of the surprised motorcyclists and punched him off of his bike and then he wouldn't stop there. Wally continued punching at the startled assassin, but all of that ended when the assassin gave him a painful punch to the face making his nose bleed. The assassin didn't stop there though; he gave three more breath taking punches to the stomach and got up as Wally fell back towards Kuki.

Kuki gasped as he saw her boyfriend in pain, and tried to reach out and help him but stopped as Waly said, "No, I'm fine." That's when fate intervened with him as he charged forward at the assassin again, but was cut short as he got a punch to the throat. He tried to get oxygen to his lungs, but it simply didn't work while he fell back yet again, but this would be the final time.

The assassin quickly got out his silver gun that Wally saw in his sight, and nobody could help him. Hoagie and Kuki were being held by the other motorcyclist, and then Wally heard the same words as he had in the sight, "Now you're going to regret messing with us." The assassin shot at Wally and he heard a familiar scream as the bullet went into his left shoulder creating a mess of blood and immense pain. Wally gritted his teeth in pain and then fell back closing his eyes as he saw Kuki before he slipped away.

Nigel looked back and saw the fallen and bloody Wally lying on the ground along with a crying Kuki. He smiled at it; they were so naïve and stupid for trying to get themselves mixed up with the mess. "You fags!" Nigel yelled over the rain inches from going into the helicopter. Mike was next to him grinning at the remark as Nigel continued his last words to his old friends. "You think you can stop me? You got it all wrong, this is what I want and if you want to change it I guess you guys aren't really my friends. So I'll be seeing you guys again soon, I promise you that." Nigel then jumped onto the helicopter along with Mike and Damien who had returned from restraining Abby.

Abby was now crying on the ground from the changed Nigel, and Wally's death trying to stop him. She looked up as she heard the helicopter's wings starting to chop the air more frequently, and saw that it was at least ten feet in the air. Nigel was looking at her and smiling, and Abby knew that he was now an assassin as the helicopter started to turn away.

That's when Abby saw Nigel holding his Teenagers Next Door I.D. card and rip it to shreds and then through it out of the helicopter along with his life…now forever changed.

That was the longest and darkest chapter I've written so far, but don't think that's the last you'll see of Chronos. Trust me, there's more to come! Please review!