Yolo! Forgot this other new chapter, sorry! Heehaw, enjoy! Well, try to since this story is really going downhill in terms of good vs bad... I have a feeling I will get hated for this chapter...Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush! All I own are posters of them, ten total! That's all I own, but I don't own Big Time Rush! I also only own the plot of this story! Enjoy! :)
"So, what's this plan you mentioned, Jett?" James asked, he and Lucy and said blonde all huddled up in the Diamonds' living room.
Jett cracked his knuckles, light brown eyes darker than normal. "Okay, Griffin's going to be out for three days starting today right? The three of us are great mercenaries, if I do say so myself; the thing is, however, each of us has that one special skill that Griffin spent years ramming into us."
Lucy (she and James weren't strangers; they were ex-lovers turned brother and sister) looked at the blonde with a raised eyebrow, clearly not catching on. "Mind saying more, Stetson?"
"What I mean is, you're the expert in hacking right?"
"Yeah, your point being...?" Jett smirked.
"Since you're great at hacking and most of Griffin's company security, that including the security found in the secret base in the basement, is electronic-based..." He began, not having to continue when Lucy's eyes glimmered mischievously.
"All I have to do is sent in one of my worms and his programs are fried; it took one of my newest designs to cause that Stephanie girl's acting empire to fall, and it was one of my weakest worms to date. When it comes to hacking and viruses, both creating and sending them, I'm your girl."
"Exactly, Lucy's skills should be able to completely shut down all the security measures he's got, from the firewalls to password confirm blocks. She can also exploit the back doors and control everything from the outside, and leave no trace behind. Even with all that money, he can't possibly hack-proof everything he owns." Jett explained.
"I've been in and out of that base so many times, I practically have a blueprint in my head. Just give me an hour or so and everything will be good to go. No one will be able to tell if the security's been fucked with or not; I'll have bugs and secret cameras set up for our advantage, best to keep the enemy in sight at all times." Jett nodded then turned to James, who remained quiet the whole time to hear everything first and ask questions afterwards.
"James, you are the best in...taking out the trash. You basically throttle your targets; you did a number on Gustavo's body and managed to leave no trace, which is why the only person you killed who has been reported dead on the news was Mercedes. You know how to make someone completely disappear, that's your special skill."
"So you're saying I have to kill him, even when you KNOW I don't want to keep killing." James said with a heavy glare. Jett smiled apologetically, knowing he was putting his best friend/partner on the spot.
"I know and I'm sorry. I know you don't want to keep this up and all, but jail won't hold Griffin forever. With the money and influence he has in this town, he'll be out thanks to bail an hour after he's in custody. We want to make sure we're never tied to this killing gig ever again, and that this doesn't happen to anyone else. We're doing this to protect others, others that Griffin will no doubt turn into mercenaries like us if he's out and free like a butterfly. It's another job, I get it, but everyone in the world will benefit from his death." Lucy agreed with a nod, walking over to place a hand on James' right shoulder.
"Griffin has done so much to us, James; he's threaten your mom, has Dak on his hit list and took Camille away from me, I have no idea where my girlfriend is. He's turned us into monsters, and we have every right to make him pay ten-fold for all the damage he's done. You don't owe him anything, James, but he owes you a lot. Thanks to your dirty work, he's nearly the king of music on this side of the country. He made you kill your sister and niece, he nearly killed you too or did you forget that?"
'Of course I haven't, I just don't like remembering it.' James thought coldly, though he knew Lucy didn't mean to bring up bad memories with hurtful intent.
"Okay, so I make people disappear. Lucy will hack and I will make sure no one would be able to find Griffin's body if they start looking, but what about you?" James asked, eyeing Jett. The blonde smiled.
"I'm the gatherer of intelligence."
"No seriously, what's your special skill?" Lucy asked, that making James grin; Jett shot her an annoyed look but ignored the comment and went on.
"I did some research over the years. Did you guys ever wonder why killing is so...so in our blood, so to say?" Both of them nodded, Jett's eyes suddenly going hard.
"Well, Griffin drugged us with something when we were starting out as beginner mercenaries."
"Wait hold up! What are you talking about, that bastard has never got close to me with a syringe!" Lucy exclaimed, eyes flashing. James nudged her, silently telling her to keep quiet while Jett cleared his throat again and continued.
"We can't remember that he's drugged us."
"Why?" James asked. Jett smiled bitterly.
"Because that's what the drug does. Okay listen: I stole some computer files from Kelly's computer. I transferred them onto a flash drive, remember the day we were training, James? Well while we were on break I snuck into Kelly's office when she was out and started doing a little research. I'll explain more tonight when I have my laptop in hand, when we discuss the final points of our plan, but Griffin had this drug made okay? It's a drug that...increases the more primal, animalistic nature of its test subject."
"English, please?" Lucy asked, though there was terror in her eyes now.
"In other words, it makes us lose our sense of morality. We become killing machines, because the drug tricks our brains into believing we have to kill in order to live."
"Drugs...they can do that?" James asked, hazel-green eyes wide. Jett nodded.
"Yeah, if they're created by chemicals and crap that can affect the brain on that level. Our brains, since we were thirteen, have been poisoned. Griffin's pumped that drug into us so much that that's why we want, no love, to kill. It makes us aggressive, violent, and completely unstable. Long-term exposure, those are the sideffects and..."
"And what? What else?" Lucy coaxed him. Jett sighed.
"In the end...we could die before reaching our late thirties." Lucy nearly fell to her knees and James gripped the nearest table for support.
"What the hell?! The bastard, he gave u-us that knowing it would kill us in the end!?"
"He was planning to get rid of us from the get-go. We'd be useful to him for a while, and then...he'd have the very thing that made us into the money-making criminals he wanted us to be kill us off. He wasn't going to keep us around, probably because he was afraid of the chance that we would get caught and sell him out. Knowing what's he done, he was still willing to kill us too..." James whispered, biting his lower lip to contain his rage.
"I-is there a cure?" Lucy asked. Jett sighed.
"I don't know; that part of the info I got was censored, I guess Griffin didn't want to think of the idea of us surviving and burying him alive with the truth."
"Well that doesn't matter anymore, he's basically killed us already. He turned us into monsters; we're unstable and if pushed so much, can turn a family living room like this one into a massacre scene. We can't worry about that now though, like you said it's too deep in our blood to really take away. What we need to worry about is to make sure our plan doesn't fail, that's the mission right now."
"You don't care if we die?!" Lucy screamed, James turned to glare at her.
"Of course I do, I have a fiancee that I'd die without but what can we do?! Lucy, we can't go to anyone about this without exposing Griffin! And in the end we'll still pay the price, because WE were the ones who killed, not him! He could just easily worm his way out of the situation and pin the whole blame on us! We can't worry about us right now, we have to worry about our loved ones! Once Griffin's gone and they're safe, we can do research about a cure later!"
Lucy saw the pain and worry in James' eyes and dropped the subject almost immediately, sitting down now on one of the couches.
James and her remained silent rest of the meeting, only nodding with a glance at each other when Jett went over the time for their meeting tonight.
Their meeting to finalize their plan to kill Arthur Griffin.
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"I'm sorry I blew up back there..." James said, he and Jett hanging out on the front steps of his house. Lucy left a while ago, still silent and not speaking to James.
"Don't be, I would have done the same thing. And I'm sure Lucy's sorry too, just that it takes her a while to say so sometimes." Jett said with a light smile; James didn't look so assured, though.
"I know she's worried about Camille and wants nothing more than to see her again, but I just want to leave this behind forever. I don't want to be two people anymore; I just want to be...me, Jett." James said, Jett frowning as he pulled the other into a tight hug.
"Everything will be okay, you'll see. I promise, I'll make sure you'll never be alone in this, ever." James wiped at his eyes and smiled, cupping Jett's face in his free hand.
"Thank you, so much."
"J-James..."
Both boys pulled away to see a teary-eyed Kendall, hands shaking at his sides and mouth slack open.
"Kendall." James choked out, eyes wide.
Kendall felt dizzy, sick to his stomach. It was like someone slipped an ice-cube down his shirt, his head hurting and chest tight as if something was pressing hard into it.
'H-he is cheating on me...'
"I-I...I need to go." Kendall managed to force out through his now falling tears, soon running down the street.
"Kendall wait!"
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"Kendall stop, stop and listen to me please!" James shouted, grabbing hold of the blonde's left wrist when he caught up to him.
But Kendall hissed and pulled his wrist free, whipping around on his heels to slap James across the face; a bright red mark glowed against the brunette's rich, dark skin, said brunette in shock at this.
'H-he hit me.'
"Listen to what, you declaring your love to Jett? How he promises to you that 'you'll never be alone in this'?! How you t-touched his face, as if he was the most important person in the WORLD to you?! I-I thought you loved me, James!" Kendall shouted, angry face on but on the inside he was sobbing like crazy.
"I DO love you, Kendall! And what declaration of love, I don't love Jett!"
"That's why you've been ditching me, why you're so reluctant to make love to me, why you disappear and EVERY TIME I see you now, you're with him! You got tired of me, is that it? Tired of going out with a kid that you decided to go behind my back and find someone your age, to suit your needs?! You never loved me, did you?!"
"I DO love you, Kendall! What aren't you understanding in that statement?! Jett, h-he's like a brother to me! He's nothing to me like you are, I love you! I love you, I'm marrying you, I asked you to be my husband!" Kendall wasn't buying it, he was too hurt and upset to see reason.
"Then why, why is he the only one who knows your secret? Why can't you talk to me about the fucking damn bruises on your back but with him you can?!" James froze at this.
'H-he saw the bruises and marks...' At the light of recognition in James' eyes, Kendall's tears flowed faster down his thin cheeks.
"You see, I know about them. I found out the hard way, and I can tell that he knows about them. From you, he knows them from you, not because he just saw them by accident. Why James, why can't you talk to me about them, why is there such big a secret between us?" Kendall asked.
James swallowed hard, tears in his eyes now again. 'I wish I could tell you the truth but...'
"I-I can't, Kendall. I can't tell you, anything about the bruises and I can't tell you this secret. I can't, I'm sorry." James choked out, feeling like his heart was being ripped out. Kendall took a deep breath before sighing, wiping his eyes.
"Me too, James. I'm sorry, that I'm not the one you can trust about whatever secret you have. I'm sorry that I can't be the one you can open up to, to open your heart to. Clearly, we're not meant to be together."
'N-no. No, no, no. No! NO!'
"Here, you can have this back." Kendall said, pulling off the silver promise ring from his finger; he handed it to James, but the brunette didn't reach for it, too numb, so he dropped it at his feet, squeezing his eyes shut tight.
"K-Kendall, please...don't d-d-do this."
"Bad things happen for a reason; I'm not the one, for you, at all. You trust Jett, you love him...so go be with him. I won't stand in your way, but promise me that you'll never talk to me again. That you'll leave me alone, just leave me alone and I promise to...to leave you, to stay out of your life. Good-bye, James."
"Kendall! Don't, please!" James reached out and fell to his knees, pleading with tears streaming down his cheeks.
'No, stay strong Kendall.' The dirty blonde thought to himself, pulling his hand free before taking a sprint down the street, tears flying.
James watched him go with wide, watery eyes, rain starting to fall while the fallen promise ring caught the flash of lightening, thunder booming loud and heavy in the broken brunette's ears.
'I-I lost him, forever...'