117- Weasels and Snakes - Part 1
Grant
After quickly assessing what we currently had within our possession do I move to speak over the comms once more.
“Alright Ro’s, its show time. Man your stations”
Moving to glance over to Enzo do both of us move to head for the back door of the building. Isaiah quick to return as he moves to jump down the last flight of stairs. His face holding a huge grin as he does. His attention now on the cages and those within. Looking to me do I move to nod my head. Isaiah now serious as he moves to protect those within. Enzo and I quick to leave the now secure building.
The sound of guns still going off above me as I do. The sound of snipers as they fire in steady movement. POP! POP! POP! Guards who were not our own were now falling to the ground in there own pools of blood. Smoke still covering the air made it hard for me to see or breathe.
POP! POP! POP!
More guns fire.
Now searching the compound do my eyes move to see Lucus and his men. Many of Lucus’s men all in some kind of hand to hand combat while Lucus begins moving like a fucking action hero. Hands drawn in front of him as he moves to fire his guns. Even as a man attempts to sneak up on him from behind only for Lucus to shoot him. Not even phased when the man slumps to the ground. A bullet now in his chest as blood splatters his face.
Approaching him slowly does Lucus move to smirk at me. “That was totally epic you know that right?” I say to him, slightly impressed by him as Tony moves to speak.
“Good shot there Alpha. All clear to storm the fortress. Bring our Queen home.”
Carefully shifting our focus now over to the massive fortress do each of us move into formation. Lucus, Enzo and I each moving to form a triangle as we move to enter hell’s fire. Our guns sounding off as we each continue to take out guards left and right.
POP! POP! POP!
Continuing to fight our way closer and closer do Lucus’s men soon begin to flank us. Each of them covered in some degree of blood, cuts and bruises. Men falling dead at our sides as my Delta team works on taking each of them out.
POP! POP! POP!
Soon spotting the steps leading to that of the main house are we instantly ambushed by 20 to 30 men. A man and woman now crouched between them. Both familiar as I try to think of who they were and where I seen them. The woman’s face cut up while the man’s face wasn’t. A huge scar now racing along the woman’s face as they move to bark out orders. Each of them yielding throwing knives as they do.
Thankfully because of our close range, many of the men were caught between the crossfire and anyone remaining had managed to pin us behind some of the falling debris. The sound of gun firing still being heard even as Lucus and I move to pop out our heads.
My gaze soon landing on Alex and Victor as well as three of their men from his Omega squad. Each holding knives as they slowly dripped with blood. Alex now holding onto the woman by her hair while Victor moved to hold the man. Each holding their blade to each of their necks as Alex moves to call out to us.
“Let’s go you pussies”
Chuckling at his words, do we move to approach them slowly only to hear more guns but this time coming from within the house as Alex moves to hum out a tune. A tune that sounded very much like pop goes the weasel but couldn’t be sure without asking him.
Quick to enter the house do we move to take out the remaining men still standing. Those willing to fight us just as another explosion moves to greet us. The last and final guard tower now falling as the woman and man fight and struggle within Alex and Victors hold. The woman screaming and shouting as loud as she could before Lucus moved to approach her. Annoyance clearly written along his face as he moves to shove his gun just below her chin. Their eyes now locking with one another as Lucus moves to gasp. His eyes scanning between the two before speaking.
“Angel? Caleb?”
Holy fucking shit. Freezing at the names do we all move to look at them. The two now standing before us were supposed to be Isabella’s best friends. Friends who were supposed to be dead. So how? How were they still alive?
“Unhand us you filthy piece of shit. We should have killed each of you when we had the chance” yells Angel as she and Caleb struggle. Angel now moving to spit at Lucus’s face as she does.
Oh hell no. She did NOT just do that.
Moving to wipe off the spit to his face with the back of his hand does Lucus move to speak up. Almost as if he was trying to solve a mystery. “You… You were both working for them?”
Still sorting through the pieces of the puzzle do we slowly move to figure it out. The attachments. The only two friends to ever stand within Isabella’s life. The perfect lifestyle that each of them had. Their ability to handle pain when administering it. Even when Lucifer insisted on guarding them while they fought for their lives within the labyrinth. The final clue being when Lucifer offered his services by disposing the bodies once Lucus and I had shot each of them in front of Isabella.
These small things were all beginning to add up into one big reveal and it wasn’t looking promising either. Isabella’s once close friends were now weasels while Lucifer turned out to be the snake. The pieces all making sense as Caleb moves to speak up.
“If its any constellation. Angel and I truly did love Isabella like our own. We’re just sorry we had to hurt her again. Please… tell her we’re sorry. Truly sorry.”
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