"Let's talk, Nathan," John said. "Bring him inside."
"Yes, sir." The super soldier obeyed.
Picking Nathan off the ground, the death-bringer brought Nathan into the headquarters of the military base, led by John.
"Let me go, you bastard!" Nathan yelled as he continued to struggle.
"Make sure you hold him properly," John advised. "Can't be too cautious around a creation-type blessing that he has."
"Yes, sir." The death-bringer said. He kept a tight grip on both of Nathan's arms and made his palms face his back.
* * *
Approaching the same military base that Nathan and John currently occupied, was Rebecca. Although still injured from her previous fight and visibly depressed from the loss of her friends, she clearly had not given up.
A military base...maybe there are bandages and first aid that I can apply...to my wounds. I've been nothing but useless in this search-and-destroy mission.
Suddenly, images of Sebastian and Ethan came into her mind. In response, tears filled Rebecca's eyes and streamed down her face.
"N..No..." Rebecca said as she quickly wiped her face.
Put those...feelings away now. I need to treat myself quickly. I must prioritize performing my duty of killing these blessed criminals...to carry on the will...of my fallen comrades!!!
Resolving herself, Rebecca limped her way to the base.
She noticed the armored car (that Nathan hopped out of) and drift markings along the ground.
What the hell? Did something happen here?
* * *
They entered the heart of the headquarters, where Harvey and the officers were. With looks of surprise, they noticed the restrained Nathan.
"Is that Nathan!?" Harvey inquired with surprise. Whispers were audible among the officers.
"Yes. It seems Nathan thought it would be a good idea to rush into a military base by himself." John mocked as he approached and sat in his seat. "It's a good thing our bodyguards here are keen enough to watch where I go."
"Did you carry me here because you needed an audience to kill me?" Nathan asked. "That's pretty familiar, don't you think--"
"No, I wouldn't go through all of that to kill an annoying bastard like you." John countered. "It's a low chance, but you could probably do something to get away from the death-bringer that's holding you, but you'd have no chance of the three of them watching you."
Nathan looked around and noticed two other super soldiers on opposite sides of the room observing him. They had the regular super soldier uniform but modified with a hoodie like Cryostasis and the Queen Death-bringer, proving it difficult for Nathan to see their facial features. The super soldier restraining Nathan also wore a hood over his head.
"Moving well over the speed of sound, expert combatants and most importantly, some of our greatest assassins. These are our death-bringers." John stated. "This is the perfect place for questioning you."
"Questioning me...?"
"Yes, why don't you make it easier for us and tell me where exactly your comrades are," John suggested with a smile. "So far, Jack the Ripper is being dealt with, but there are Charles, Zack, and a couple of unknown people our men have seen you with."
Silence filled the room as Nathan processed John's suggestion. Suddenly, however, he burst out into laughter.
Those unknown people he's talking about are probably the NPC and Lilith, as I've been spotted with them by the enemy. Telling him where Lilith is, is out of the question.
But the fact that he didn't call Ada's name means that Zack was telling the truth.
"Hahaha! Do you want me to help you? Well, that wouldn't be the first time you've gotten help from S-Class Criminals!" Nathan mocked. "First Ada, now me? Just how corrupted are you guys anyways!?"
John still had his smile, but it became less pronounced as Nathan mocked him. Harvey and the military officers listened with annoyance written on their faces.
"Would you tell us the information we need--" Harvey asked, but before he could finish, Nathan interjected.
"I'M NOT TELLING YOU PIECES OF SHITS ANYTHING!!!" Nathan declared.
"Watch who you're talking to!" The super soldier restraining him ordered as he tightened his grip even more on Nathan.
Ugh!
"Shut...the hell...up," Nathan responded. "You guys...are always just...puppets...that listen to everything...these corrupted superiors of yours...tell you! You don't even know...who the real bad ones...are..."
"Sigh, Nathan, you are so infuriating." John continued. "I had a feeling we'd meet again, ever since your parents' execution. To think that we'd meet like this, though. You've ruined so much that I made...degraded the reputation I've built. For that, I hate you with every fiber of my being. I do want you to suffer, you know that, right?"
Nathan chuckled again.
"Haha...I never thought I'd say this, but we finally agreed on something." Nathan admitted. "I also hate you with every fiber of my being, even more so than you hate me. You ruined my life, so it's natural I feel this way! I can't even look at you without becoming irrationally angry! Hell, even listening to your annoying voice pisses me off! If and when I get my hands on you, I'll murder you!" Nathan declared.
They stared at each other with twisted smiles while the officers watched nervously.
"Tsk, let's just kill this bastard already, John," Harvey suggested with annoyance.
Don't worry, Lieutenant Harvey. I'll kill you as well...
"Hmm, that's true." John agreed. "We should end this long hatred for each other."
Damn it...I have to do something. I promised Lilith that I'd return safe, so there's no way I'll die. I need to find something in my inventory which is helpful enough--
"But first...would you like to know something?" John asked.
"Know what?"
"The full story of your parents' deaths," John added, surprising Nathan to the point of widening his eyes. Harvey and the officers looked shocked and nervous in response.
"H-Huh?" Nathan stuttered.
"What are you doing!?" Harvey asked with great concern.
"It's fine, he'll die right after. I want him to understand why his life turned out like this." John reassured. "Listen carefully, Nathan, because from here on out...it'll be the truth."
The truth...to my parents' death...?