Water gets thrown at me.
I jump, except I just fall over in the chair I'm tied to because well jumping while being tied up to a chair- physics doesn't really work.
Someone kicks me in the stomach to set me up.
Not the best thing to do to someone who got knocked out. Meaning I threw up as much stomach acid as can come out of my stomach. Some airhead says that's gross. I mean whose idea was it to kick a person who just got knocked out, pumped sedatives in them, and kick them and doesn't expect a bit of throw-up?
Thought so.
My dazed eyes land on the group of people in front of me. "Hello there." An arrogant sounding redhead says to me.
"Hey," I say groggily as I focus more on the group in front of me instead of the people behind me, seems like I need to buy time.
"Who pumped sedatives in me?" I go on.
"Glad you asked!" A short dude with black hair and blue eyes says to me. He seems proud of himself. It makes me want to laugh if my throat wasn't scratchy.
"Who kicked me?''
I looked up at a bulky guy with tan skin and jet black hair, "We don't need to tell you shi-."
"Are we done introducing everyone? What's going on?" I say interrupting Mr. Rude over there
"You got captured by us." The short dude says like he just figured out Pi.
"Yeah, no duh Sherlock," looking over everyone "You sick people went through with making a suicide squad just to capture me?" I ask disgust lacing my tone, the value they show for human life is disgusting allowing their men to die just for capture-
They didn't reply pain lacing their faces, they went through with a disgusting act I hope they don't expect sympathy from me.
"You all disgust me, your disregard for human life is unfathomable, all of that for me?" Rage slipping my tone. "You have me, what are you going to do now? I guarantee you will be punished for these crimes-"
"Can't do that all tied up hm, we did what we needed to do. We have you, your guns, your tech, You. Have. Nothing." Redhead insinuates.
"Your just ransom. You in exchange for money, tech, and guns, ever wonder what North might want with you?" Redhead said smiling. Disgust laces me so hard that I feel like I can throw up again.
North a military party that's always been at odds with American Central, I've been sent there more than I've liked, for the crimes I've committed towards them I'm sure they'd kill me on sight.
"You're too easy to read," I bite out, as three green dots appear on their foreheads. "You think this hasn't been tried before?" Standing up rubbing my wrist, they look at me in surprise maybe anger, fear.
"Did you forget we're American Central?" Flipping my knife in my hand as I make signs signaling them to move forward. "This was never going to work."
Men and women in black carrying assault rifles make their way into the arsenal aiming their weapons forward, towards the bunch they're cornered with no way of escaping.