A/N:
Sorry for the late update I was handling some personal shit by that I mean ignoring my depression, but all that aside thank you for waiting expect an update either in a few hours or tomorrow depending if I can get up from bed.
On to the story.
Chapter Eight: You're a Wanted Man
(No P.O.V)
As soon as the gang met Mala and The Defenders of The Wing, Harper told them to follow him leading them up to a makeshift building that consisted of four floors. Harper opened the door ushering them to go in.
When he closed the door, he was met with a bearhug. "Drake good to you see you my old friend." A man said with a deep Russian accent.
"Good to see you to Dmitri, um these are my companions. Alek, Heather, Cami, Rebecca and Frank. Guys this is Dmitri Isacovich a very close friend of mine." Harper introduced.
"A friend of Drake is also good friend of mine, anyways here to stay for the night?" he asked.
"Ahhh yes, do you have at least six rooms for all of us?" Harper asked praying to the Gods he won't share a room.
Dmitri went at the reception desk looking in a drawer before smiling. "Of course, comrade, here are keys. You are lucky we have no guest for tonight."
Harper chuckled. "We'll be at Reagans but tomorrow, rest up since chances are we might start running back."
With that he left the gang grabbing is keys and going to a door just across the room. They saw him slam the doors before the rest of them looked to the Russian.
"Is he always like this, cold and untrusting?" Cami asked to Dmitri.
Dmitri frowned before grabbing a bottle of vodka and a shot glass pouring in the contents. "He was never like that, it is first time I see him like this. But it is understandable. He has dark past but if you want answer ask him, is not my obligation to tell." Dmitri said before giving each of them their keys.
"Your rooms are at third floor, they are all together unless you four wants to share room?" Dmitri asked.
"Ahh yes, Me and Alek will share, Cami and Rebecca and Frank your good, right?" Heather said
"Ahhh yeah we I'm good, sleeping alone in a settlement in the middle of the wasteland." Frank chuckled before running upstairs.
What was his problem. Alek thought.
"Okay Good, Heather you can keep room key, the two of you." Dmitri pointed gesturing the Alek and Cami. "Will have to give keys."
Alek and Cami gave their keys before Dmitri bid them good night. Once they got up the four of the girls said the goodbyes. Once done Alek and Heather looked at the room to see it was a queen size bed, along with their very own bathroom, two cabinets, a dresser with a mirror on it, and lastly decorations that consisted of random knick knacks.
Once they got settled it they were barged in by Cami and Rebecca. Slamming the door behind them giggling. "Did you guys even knock before barging in?" Alek asked
"Well it's your fault for not locking your door." Rebecca retorted.
"What are you guys even doing here, we need to rest up. Who knows what's in that hospital and I don't want to be in an abandoned hospital." Heather informed
"Relax Sister, It's like ten in the evening. We can have some girl time for one hour before taking a rest. Besides someone here has a thing for our little merc." Cami giggled pointing at Alek which she responded with a glare.
"Oh ya, Alek couldn't stop staring at him, I mean he does look hot." Heather said smiling causing Alek to glare even harder but at the same time she looked down trying not to show her appearing blush.
"Oh, look now she's blushing, wow I knew you were not a lesbian." Rebecca joked to which she received a punch from Alek.
"Owwww, look you're in the denial Alek. The sooner you accept the better." Rebecca teased.
Alek groaned. "Look I don't have a thing for that sarcastic bastard. I mean alright fine he does look well attractive." Alek started out to which the girls replied with their very own smiles. "But as if he'll have a thing for me, who knows maybe he as a girlfriend already who does the same thing as he does."
"Alek, I saw how he stared at you, he kept looking into your eyes. I snapped him out of his trance but I saw his ears turning red as he looked down. Face, it he has a thing for you." Heather started only to let the girl fall down at the bed covering her eyes.
The girls were about to laugh before they heard gunshots echoed through the hallway. They got up before Alek grabbed her AR-15 cocking the rifle before opening the door followed by the rest of the girls including Frank who just held their handguns following Alek as the rushed down the main lobby only to see an aftermath.
They were at least three dead bodies. One who sat upright against a wall with a gunshot right on his forehead. Another one on his side just beside the couch with the painting covered with his blood. And lastly, they saw Harper holding a man's head just at the counter of the reception table. Forcing his head down applying pressure along with him holding a knife right at his skull.
"For the last fucking time, who the fuck sent you!" Harper asked growling making the man under him tremble.
"Okay okay okay! It was a guy he was really big, he was bald alright. He had this weird accent but he had another guy with him who sounded really smart and wise alright that's all I know!" The man replied in a panic tone.
"Then why did they send you!" Harper asked applying more pressure to the push causing him to yelp in pain.
"He said he wanted you dead because you're a liability. You need to be removed from their operations alright that's all I know!" The man begged before Harper pushed knife in. The man spasmed before he went limp.
Harper collapsed by the desk, his shoulder slumped as he looked at the doorway to see Dmitri along with Throk and guards right beside him carrying M4's. "Drake this better be good, you said you are clean." Throk said calmly pulling Harper up.
"Yeah about that, no looks like the Grimborns want be dead again." Harper said chuckling before he looked at his side to see a red on his green long sleeve. He touched the spot only to see it was blood.
He swore before clutching his side. Throk saw this pulling Harper up by the shoulder. "We'll see if the doctor is available, the three of you close up this lobby. I don't need a mass panic especially the queen, now get moving." Thork ordered before helping Harper out of the building.
The gang looked awe struck not. Seeing the fact that Drake did this along with killing a man in cold blood right in front of them. Dmitri saw them before telling them to go up to rest. The gang nodded before the slept, everybody asking the same question. Who the hell wanted Drake dead.
(Few minutes ago)
(Harper's P.O.V)
I wanted for the gang to leave so I could ask Dmitri some rumors and some reports from a faction I used to be in. As soon as they left I went out of the room with my gear still on since I'm was about to buy turn in a favor from Mala to get a vehicle I was met with Dmitri pulling me in into his room.
"The fuck are you doing here?" Dmitri sneered taking me by surprise.
"What are you taking about?" I asked before he shushed me.
He sighed before opening the door looking around before closing. "People want you dead Drake, The Hunters, The Outcast, The Berzerkers, even other factions you have caused problem before."
I was about to speak before Dmitri cutted me off. "Drake people all the way from Manhattan want you dead. They call themselves the dragons or something I don't know."
I had my wide eyes. They after me shit, I thought Thuggory convinced them I'm dead. But looks like the words spread out like fire. Maybe they had second thoughts wondering if I'm still alive.
"But I heard some rumors that mean with flamethrowers are moving in to California from New York." Dmitri started. "You were at New York my friend, why the hell are they?"
I just looked at him, shocked. "There the Cleaners, sanitation inspectors or experts trying to wipe out the disease. They burnt down most of the plant life down, hence why New York is covered in ashes. There one of the few reasons why Manhattan was thought to be abandoned but there still survivors in there." I answered.
"But" I started cutting Dmitri off. "Are you sure The Dragons want be gone?"
Dmitri nodded. "Yes, I am certain friend, but I have to know why you have gone rogue?"
I was about to answer before someone knocked on the reception table. Dmitri excused himself leaving me in the room. I peeked through the crack to see three men. One of them by the door way the other one looking at the staircase.
Their gear looked like it came from the black market, I noticed one of their guns to be a Kriss Vector. "Ah how may I help you?" Dmitri started.
I heard the man talk. "Yes, did someone go in here, He was um an inch taller than you, he is scrawny and had auburn hair, and green eyes?"
Dmitri stuttered, shit come on man. "Uhhh… no… no…. No person came in there with that description."
That's when I saw the man lock the front door followed by the other guy at the reception desk pull out a handgun aiming it at Dmitri.
"Do you think I'm stupid Ivan? Where is he, as soon as we're done we'll leave no troubler what so ever." He sneered.
"You are already causing trouble my establishment." Dmitri retorted before grabbing the guys hand and pushing it to the right causing him to shoot his friend by the staircase right at the head. His body slumped down with his eyes open.
I got in the room shooting the guy by the door as his blood splattered all over paintings and the couch before he was not responding. Dmitri by now had the guy pinned by the reception desk.
I walked over to him taking his place telling him to call in the guards. He nodded before running out of the door. The guys tried to struggle only forcing me to apply more pressure.
"You fucked Night Fury, F.U.C.K once Viktor gets you you'll go back to Drago. I heard what you did back in Manhattan. You think that crazed lunatic won't stop finding you." The hired gun mocked.
"Alright you had to ask." I started pulling out my knife placing it on top of his skull. "Who sent you?" I asked in a calm tone, he tried to spit at my face which he failed.
"You ain't going to get through me boy." He mocked, I kicked his shin before jabbing the knife in his leg, he gave a horse scream. Gritting his teeth before I pushed my finger inside his wound.
"Are you going to talk now." I growled pushing my fours of my fingers in squeezing the wound making him squirm in pain.
"For the last fucking time, who the fuck sent you!" I growled causing him to give in.
"Okay okay okay! It was a guy he was really big, he was bald alright. He had this weird accent but he had another guy with him who sounded really smart and wise alright that's all I know!" He almost seeming scared.
Well that's all I can get, I pushed the knife in. His body spasmed before going limp as I left my knife there along with is body. I slumped down the desk before I saw the gang come down with their eyes wide along with Dmitri and Throk along with the guards.
"Drake this better be good, you said you are clean." Throk said calmly pulling me up.
I felt pain at my side, I touched it to see crimson come out. Wait crimson. "How the fuck did I get shot?" I said with a small smile chuckling.
"We'll see if the doctor is available, the three of you close up this lobby. I don't need a mass panic especially the queen, now get moving." Thork ordered before helping me out of the building.