A/N: I am so so sorry for disappearing again! I had so much school work to do and I really could only focus on that! Hopefully the next chapter will be up tomorrow sometime as I've already written half of that. Enjoy and thank you to all the people who actually read my story!
Two black SUVs race towards the dockyard in New York where Emma Storm is being kept, one holding Ace and Marco, the other holding Theo and Bambi. Marco furiously taps on the screen of his phone as Ace drives patiently.
"What are you doing on that thing anyway?" Ace asks him as he yet again frowns down at the device. Marco huffs and lets the phone drop to his lap as he look over at his best friend.
"You remember that guy I had connections with that worked for the feds?" Marco asks him, he nods.
"He and some guys are meeting us at the warehouse, apparently they've been trying to catch Robert for some time now." He says calmly. Ace doesn't mention the fact that he called his father 'Robert', instead frowning at the road in front of him.
"Isn't that a good thing?" He asks. Marco looks out the window again, the city could been seen in the distance. He was become anxious of what was about to happen.
"For us? Yes. For Theo? I don't know, there's something he's not telling us." Ace frowns as he ponders over Marco's words, Marco however stares blankly out the window, trying to come up with a game plan to save his girl.
"I still wish you stayed behind." Theo Storm drums his fingers impatiently against the leather steering wheel as he follows behind Ace and Marco, he has a bad feeling in his gut that something is going to go wrong. The girl next to him in the passenger seat sighs and plays with her fingers.
"Why?" She asks, she didn't want to be left alone with strangers and Theo was the only one she could trust right now.
"Because you can get hurt." He says simply, she sends a weird look to the side of his head.
"And why do you care?" She says somewhat bitter, she is used to being on her own. Theo swallows and shoots her a quick glance, he doesn't know what the small blonde girl stirs in him but he isn't sure if it's a good thing or not. The more people he comes to care for, the more people get hurt.
"Who the fuck knows." He mutters loud enough for her to hear.
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Emma Storm sighs at the rusted bars in front of her, it's been hours and she hasn't seen any of them since Hope stormed off. From the slight view of the outside world through a hole next to her, Emma can tell that the sun is going to set soon. They're coming for you, they won't leave you behind. She tries to reassure herself that Marco wouldn't just leave her behind, he's not Theo.
"Oh good you're still awake." Roberts voice echos through the empty warehouse as he steps inside, he gives her a twisted smirk when he approaches the cell. Emma shuffles nervously at his smirk, that can't be good.
"Hard to sleep in handcuffs." She replied dryly, He just hums before crouching down in front of her, their faces level.
"And here I thought a girl like you would enjoy the handcuffs." The smirk not leaving his lips. Emma feels disgust run through her as she gathers saliva in her mouth and spits it in his face, he chuckles and wipes his face with his jacket sleeve.
"Look at you trying to be brave." He says before he quickly unlocks the cell door and drags her out by her hair, she screams and tries to punch and scratch at him with no success. Suddenly Angelo is crashing through the door, looking like he just ran a marathon.
"Boss they're here." Robert just nods, almost like he's relieved. He yanks the girl to her feet and holds a gun to the side of her head.
"Let's go greet our guests shall we?" Roberts voice is clear and calm, he knows that he has the advantage. The three walk out into the dark sunlight, towards the yelling currently taking place a meter from the doorway they just went through.
"Where is she!" An angry voice shouts, Emma closes her eyes with a whimper when she realises it belongs to Marco. He's standing with a gun pointed towards the guards dressed in black suits, standing next to him with a firm stance is Ace. The two are joined by Theo and Bambi who are slightly behind them, they are all surrounded.
"Now now, there's no need for the shouting everyone." Robert calmly says as he holds the gun tighter to Emma's head, she can't get herself to open her eyes at all. The one person she wants to see is a couple of meters in front of her, but she can't open her eyes because if she does she gives herself hope.
"Robert she is innocent." Theo calls out as he steps away from Bambi. This is exactly what he was afraid of, his baby sister being hurt because he earned money like a coward. He's been playing a game with Robert for years to try and keep her safe, yet here they are.
"Ah yes, but isn't it always the innocents who die?" Robert yanks her head back by her hair, earning a small squeal and her eyes opening in fear as he presses the barrel to the gun to the side of her neck. Marco and Theo both take a step forward but are pulled back by Ace.
"What do you want from me!" Theo's voice is tinged with panic now, he can't watch her die. He just can't. Marco is only staring into her eyes, he could never explain how much he loved the colour of them, a beautiful blue that resembled the ocean. He only ever wanted to save her, not just her abusive parents, but the whole world. He wanted to wake up with her every single morning and tell her how much he loved her, even after a short time. He wanted to give her the world. But now as he watches her stand still in fear he can't help the gut feeling that he won't get to do any of those things.
"You know what I want, I've given you everything." Robert says, then to taunt them even more he dives his nose into the girls hair and takes a deep breath.
"Mhmm, Honey. My favourite." Emma shudders in disgust and feels get stomach turn at the gesture. A low growl can be heard from Marco as he takes yet another step forward, completely ignoring the guns aimed on him.
"Let go of her you sick fuck." Marco growls, all his respect and love for his father gone forever. Robert quirks an eyebrow in amusement, his son was never good with controlling his temper.
"I can see why you choose her, she's got quite the body." He taunts the group yet again, Ace and Theo having to haul Marco back from attacking him.
"Just tell me what you want and let her go" Theo pleads with the man who turned him into a coward, a murderer, a fool. Theo thought he only had one way to escape the hell his parents gave him, he thought doing Robert's bidding would save his sister. Oh how naive he had been, to think that it would have ended any differently.
"I want this little beauty to be sold to the highest bidder. I want for you to remember your place." His threat sets off a new level of rage inside Marco. He pushes aside Ace and storms up to his father with a fist raised, only to be stopped with the barrel of a gun being pointed in between his eyebrows. He stops in fear of dying.
"No no no please! Please don't! Please please please" Emma cries, she struggles to get out of Robert's right grip, but doesn't succeed. She watches pathetically as the person she loves the most stands there with a gun teasing to end his life in seconds. She keeps begging and crying until Robert orders his guard to lower the weapon and handcuff Marco too.
"I've done what you asked me to do! Let them go!" Theo yet again pleads, but Robert is done listening to him. He orders his guards to disarm all of them, ending up with Ace, Marco, Bambi and Theo on their knees in a line facing Robert and Emma. Robert brushes a tear off of Emma's cheek, only for it to be replaced by others. The gesture would be comforting in any other scenario.
"Now obviously someone is going to die tonight." Everyone freezes, Marco and Emma's eyes lock as they look at each other for what might be the last time. "The question is who?" Robert pretends to think hard on the subject, but they all know that he has already decided. He's toying with them to give them hope that they have a way out of this situation.
"Please don't kill him." Emma mumbles, it's obvious who she means. Robert chuckles loudly as he glance down at his son pathetically kneeling in front of them. What a weak and cringy little love story they have.
"Oh and why not-" Robert was probably going to rant on about how weak they all are but he is interrupted but several FBI agents swarming in and outgunning ever single one of his guards. Hope and Angelo, who were standing back in the shadows to watch the scene take place, try to run but are quickly caught. Robert quickly pulls the gun back up to the side of Emma's head as Marco and Theo lift their guns up at him. The agents have him cornered, that he knows. But he also knows that if he's going down, he's going to take their precious Emma with him.
"Drop your weapon!" An agent shouts pointing his own gun at Robert. The man in question sends Theo a quick wink, before Theo has the chance to do anything but feel the absolute dread wash over him it is too late.
Two gunshots ring out in the secluded warehouse. Two bodies drop to the ground. And two men shout in absolute heartbreak as Emma Storm and Robert Dimitrov drop to the ground with matching bullet holes in the side of their heads.
Two men struggle their way over to the girl who was nothing more than a innocent girl.