***TW descriptive violence.***
Elias
"Good morning, I'm Detective Alan Fraser. I've been briefed by our Arizona Dept. and will he head of this case. First off, I spoke with the local police here, they gave me the rundown that the man we're looking for, Vincent Castillo, he frequents here quite often. Which is good news for us, because they know exactly where he lives."
Another man spoke up, "Our main issue now is the men he will have guarding his place. We need to be smart in hopes to not lose any of our men. Of course, we all know that death is a possibility, but we need to be as careful as possible. Especially you two. You are not to enter the premises under any circumstance. In fact, maybe you should stay-"
"There is no way in fucking hell i'm not coming to this. It's my fault he got taken in the first place, for being a gullible idiot. I won't sit back and watch, especially if there is something I can do to help him." I spoke in an irritated tone.
He sighed and eyed up his partner. Detective Fraser began speaking again,
"Alright. You can come. But do not do anything stupid to jeopardize this job. We've been wanting to put Castillo away for a long time. We can't afford anything to fuck this up for us. We also want to get your friend and boyfriend back in your arms safely."
"Fine. We won't do anything stupid. You have my word." He doesn't need to know that i'm going in there if all hell breaks loose. I refuse to sit back and watch Zayn get hurt. Not on my watch.
"Thank you for everything. All of you. When are we looking at going over there?" Arlen asked.
"The sooner the better." I said.
"Yes. We will be going as soon as we get an idea of how many men he has there. We can't go in completely blind. I have some of my guys going with the local Dept. Now and will radio us when they get visual." Fraser said.
"In the meantime, I suggest you get some food before this all begins. I can guarantee you, it's going to be a long night." The other detective spoke.
"Okay, please make sure you call us when you're going over." I said.
He gave me a nod and we hopped into the car that was provided by the FBI.
We drive into town, no one speaking a word to one another. This place would be quite beautiful if we weren't here for such negative reasons. I don't think I'd ever want to come back here once alls said and done.
A short while later we pull up to a small diner in Pituba, Salvador. The red building at the front says Di Lucca. We quietly get out of the car and follow eachother inside. Thankfully we came right when they opened so its quick to get a table.
I ordered myself a dish of Risotto with vegetables, Arlen and Luke both got Lasagna. And it smells so good, but I feel guilty for even eating this when I can guarantee Zayn isn't getting anything this good. But I know I need my strength for so I force myself to eat it anyways.
Once I have Zayn in my arms i'm going to buy him anything and everything he wants to eat. I don't think I've ever felt so scared before. Then again I've never even heard of something happening like this in real life... I just hope he's-
Arlen's phone begins ringing again, breaking me from my thoughts.
"Answer it!" I shouted.
"I am, I am!" He said. "Hello? It's time? Alright. We'll meet you now. Be there in five." He ended the call and we paid our bill, running out to the car.
Time to get my man.
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"Here. Put these on. You won't be going inside, but just in case, we want you to be protected." The detective said, passing us each a bullet proof vest.
"There's four men guarding the front, four in the back and from what we saw, there's maybe 5 or six other inside not including Zayn."
He turned to speak to the other agents gearing up.
"I want all of you to use your non-lethal tranquizer darts first and only use your actual bullets in a life or death situation. As I said before, we want as least blood on our hands as possible - Which means knocking out the perpetrators rather than murdering them. We want to take as many in for questioning as possible so we can put this fucker away for a long time." Fraser said.
They all nodded in agreement, getting into their designated vehicles.
"I want you three in the surveillance van. It will be parked up the road. You will have visual from each mens body cams as well as the cameras we were able to put up around the premises. There will also be audio which the agents can switch between the men on the field."
The three of us jumped into the back of the van with two other agents and one in the front who was driving.
Within the next fifteen minutes, were pulling up a dirt road with a large, but barely visible house surrounded by trees.
One of the vehicles turned a while back, assuming they're coming up to the back of the house. The other vehicle stopped about a mile back behind us in which we watched them quietly exit the vehicle, and stealthily move through the thick tree's.
"So what now? We just sit here and watch?" I questioned.
"Yes. We have to do as we were told. Any wrong move can throw this whole operation sideways." The agent spoke sternly.
The other one flipped on the multiple monitors giving visual of the agent approaching the house. I'd say the house is give or take half a mile away from us, so it'll be a little while before they get there.
"I'm scared." Luke said quietly.
Arlen wrapped his arms around Luke and have him a kiss on the side of his temple.
"It'll be alright baby, we'll get him back. Arlen spoke to him reassuringly.
One of the men's audio broke through one of the speakers. "Two men. 5 o'clock. Armed. Keep your eyes open, approach slowly." He spoke, using his hand to gesture moving forwards.
They crouched down and moved through the trees.
Then we heard yelling from a distance.
"Intruso! Intruso! Armas prontas!"
(Intruder! Intruder! Guns ready!)
A/N: i'm sorry for anyone who knows Portugese, I do not, and am using a translater, hope it makes sense!
The agents stopped all movements, attempting to duck out of the way as the footsteps became closer and the shouting became louder.
"Ligue para o chefe!" The man shouted.
(Call the boss!)
"Tranq's ready, boys." The agent said.
Suddenly shots are fired, and not from our guys. Bullets wiz past the trees just missing them.
"Got him!" One of the agents shouted. The man went down like a fly.
"Three more coming!" He shouted.
A fury of bullets come flying towards them.
"Fuck! I'm hit!" The man yelled, clutching his shoulder.
"Got another, two more. Hold on man, don't let go!" He yelled to the injured agent.
"Todos os invasores mortem, attaque!"
(All invaders die, attack!)
We switched to view Fraser's perspective, listening as he breathes heavily.
"I got... The last one." He said out of breath.
The man comes running directly at him screaming, "Seu filho da puta!"
(You son of a bitch!)
Fraser whips out his gun, and shoots the man right on the side of his neck.
"Got you, you bloody bastard!" He yelled.
The man's eyes went wide, he clutched his neck, pulled out the dart and looked at it quiestioningly. He then let it drop to the ground, falling forwards and face planted to the ground with a sickening crack.
"Take that you stupid fucker!" Luke yelled, nearly making me fall from my seat. "Christ, Luke!" I shouted.
His cheeks went pink and he looked to the ground.
"S-Sorry, but the suspense!" He said quickly.
Fraser spoke into his mic. "Got em all. One injured, shot in the shoulder. He should be fine. You guys good?" He asked the other team.
"Yep. All good. Every one of those fuckers are knocked on their ass." The agent chuckled.
So far everything's going our way. Thank god. One step closer to getting my man.
I smiled to myself. I can't wait to see him.
"Alright everyone, begin moving forwards. Stay cautious. Castillo was notified about trespassers so be cautious. There may be more men on the way."
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Finally after what felt like hours, both teams made it to the premises of the house without running into anyone else.
It's almost strange actually.
Where are the rest of them?
"It's quiet. Almost too quiet." Fraser spoke quietly to the other agents.
A rustling sound came from behind one of the agents and a man with a bandana around his face took a knife and ran it across the agents throat. He gripped his neck as the blood ran through his fingers.
"NO! You're going to pay for that, you mother fucker!" Fraser yelled.
He aimed his gun and shot the man with a bullet, right in the center of his forehead. The agent dropped to his knees with tears in his eyes. He fell backwards as we watched the grip around his neck loosen, and his body go limp.
"Oh my god." I said.
"Holy fuck!" Luke yelled.
The loud ringing of bullets came through the speakers in the van, two more of our men dropping dead.
"They're never going to get in there!" I need to do something.
Fuck it.
I grabbed the gun from the agents holster and whipped the door to the van open.
"ELI! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET BACK HERE!" Luke shouted.
"I have to do this, Luke! I have to! Im not leaving here without him, and if I die... So be it." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Just remember, I love you guys. You're the best friends a man could ever ask for." I smiled with tears lining my eyes and I ran into that forest.