At the Mafia's den -
Xen eyed the helicopter stationed at the helipad through the tiny holes in the worn out warehouse.
His old boss wasn't in town, he had just flown in. It was his private chopper right there.
It seemed like the Watchers had tried reaching him for collaboration, which he turned down in hope of higher profits. Like they said, these scumbags are used to selling their souls to the devil for money... all the love he professed for Xen was gone when money dangled in the border.
" You know what, there is something that I have been keeping from you... "
Xen whispered, his voice almost inaudible as his hands morphed behind his back.
" Come again son? " The boss brought his ears close to Xen's lips when suddenly Xen pulled him under him and grabbed him with his giant limbs.
Shouts and yells went about as stray gunshots hit here and there.
" No shooting. Ask your men to drop their weapons or I rip your head off . " Xen ordered.
"Screw you.... you son of a b*tch.... What are you? Monsters... " The boss had his eyes popping out with fear.
" Do as I say, " Xen yelled, dangling him from the air.
" Ok. Ok! Drop them weapons, boys... drop them now. " He commanded but Xen did not miss the part where the boss slyly signaled for back up and possibly from the Watchers this time.
" Call the pilot. "
Xen ordered.
" Huh? " The boss was simply playing along to gain some time. Xen had no other option but to intimidate him further.
He grabbed his index finger and tore it off.
" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! " He groaned in pain as blood spilled all over the floor.
" Do you think I don't know these old tricks of yours? I am not playing around. Call the pilot. " He turned towards his friends and commanded,
" Get behind this place. There is a chopper there. Come on now... Go ahead... tear off anyone who tries to follow...The pilot should be coming...Get the damn thing started, I will catch up. "
The three of them nodded before hurrying off.
Xen turned towards the boss and shook him.
" Where is he? " He asked about the pilot.
" He is there... he is there... " Xen's old boss was both horrified and mesmerized at Xen's state.
" Boy... " He asked as Xen dangled him along outside as they heard the blades of the moving chopper.
" I spent so many years with you... never thought you were anything but human... What are you? Don't you own your godfather ,an explanation? "
He asked as Xen dropped him on the ground before leaping onto the dangling ladder that his friends had dropped for him.
" I am trying to figure that out myself, " Xen winked at him, " goodbye. "He signed off on what he thought were good notes but as soon a she said those words, bullets started to rain in his direction.
He was still dangling and it was difficult for him to dodge those bullets. There were too many of them.
Braze and Kian hurriedly pulled him up but it was apparently too late.
His entire body was shredded with bullet wounds. They knew it wasn't enough to kill him but it sure was painful and time consuming for him to heal.
***
At the given coordinates -
" Long time so see my friends... " Rozelle Robert with a warm hug as they got off the chopper. " I know you saw my texts. Did no one tell you that it is rude to cut off a friend... especially one in need. "
Rozelle's smile was genuine but Robert was faking it because when he hugged Rozelle, he felt the same blankness as her brother and it was disturbing.
George came from the back and hit her head.
" Ouch! Why would you do that you little brat! " Rozelle complained.
"Were you not supposed to tune your broadcast to Chemorian frequency? You do remember that this is not a Watchera Society Commissioned Mission? Right? We are technically doing this illegally. We should be extra careful in covering our tracks... Not publicly blowing our covers... duh!"
Rozelle failed to understand what he was getting at. She sure as hell tuned her broadcast to Chemorian frequency. She had too many things at hand, so she didn't bother to try and argue with his silly a*s.
Rozelle turned her attention towards Robert.
" Anyways... I need you to solve something for us. Let's settle down and talk. We don't have much time. There might be other guests arriving any moment now. "
George kept staring as she completely ignored him and walked away with Robert instead.
George helped Quill out and made him settle down along with the other hostages.
He was very against his sister's plan but he didn't have much choice in not following her orders.
" Water... " Bride's mother begged.
" Wait a minute please... " George immediately ran to fetch a glass. " Here you go. "
He was about to pour it down her lips when suddenly he looked back at the noise of another approaching helicopter.
" Guess, your kids are here. " George looked happier than them.
Everyone strained their necks as the chopper came in close view.
" So much blood... " But as it came into their visible range, they could see the crimson liquid dripping down the ladder.
The hostages let out a collective gasp, each praying aloud for the safety of their own family.
George ran to help them get off.
" Take him down... take him down... help him please... He is injured... " Mira popped her head out and looked down at George as the boys carefully lowered Xen, who had lost a lot of blood.
The sight of Mira swept over George's face like a fresh gust of breeze.
He immediately shook his head and thought about his sister.
"Get your head back George... Get your head back on the ground. " He muttered under his breath as he put his hand around Xen and helped him down.