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Zoey followed them and dragged the boy they had found along. "Shut the hell up." She muttered and held a knife to his throat."I will cut your neck if you move. Me being shorter thwn you it will happen." She said. She had him on the other side if the reverend. She held and atm slightly twisted behind his back and decided to kick his knees out and have him kneal madr it easier on her. August wanted him alive, so she would keep him alive. She glared int the teens direction then watched the reverend on hanging hill or staind red hill. She watched Grayson and looked at rhe man who had taken the girls. He was going to tell, but wanted the girl to be let go. Zoey raised and eyebrow and sighed. How could this man even think that he had any power atm. They each had a knife and a few other weapons on them.

She sighed and kept the teen still. She didn't want to talk to August after this she didn't want to hear his ranting raving shit. She was just as strong willed and just as bad tempered as him. This wouldn't go well, well that was if Grayson didn't step in. If it went southm she hoped he would. She had caught the reverend hadn't she so why was it a big deal. She was faster and smarter then both when it cane to getting things done.
 
August eyed Zoey closely, taking a moment to remeber he had to speak with her. Knowing she disliked him he hoped their little talk would lighten to load. He meant to offer her a higher respected position in the ranks, his left hand so to speak since Grayson was already his right. Shaking his head August focused on the situation at hand. Staring deep into the Reverend's eyes he saw him shiver as Grayson shoved the revolver against his temple.

"T-they're at my summer home in J-Jersey... I swear they are there with my sister. Please god let the girl go!" The reverend was shaking and tears mixed with sweat rolled down his cheeks. August released the small girl and kicked her to the side, ignoring her terrified screaming as she shuffled away unable to watch what was going to happen next.

"Well, it wouldn't do very well to kill you now in case you've lied about where they are... I guess we'll just have to keep you until we have them back... maybe let them decide what to do to you.." leaning down August grabbed a handful of the Reverend's hair and after a toothy grin slammed his head into the ground feeling his nose break. Screaming the reverend tried to wriggle away but Grayson's kicking of his side and back laying him flat.

"Zoey, do me a favor and find someone to handle this maggot and haul his ass to the holding chamber in the Den please?" Nodding slightly to her August turns back to Fianna. "Now what shall we do with you my dear?..."


((BTW the Den is where the Glory Givers reside down below in the tunnels so yeah))
 
Fucking great. First I'm held captive by some religious nut and now I'm being held hostage by a group of thugs, Damien thought. to make matters worse, he was being roughhoused by a pint sized girl with obvious anger issues. Zoey, that was her name. The tan skinned teen was made to kneel by the girl.

"Listen, I don't know what's going on, but I am no threat to you all. Let me go. I can be of assistance to you. I have a set of skills that may help to whatever ends you are trying to reach. But holding me captive will not make me trust you." Damien stated in a cold, serious tone. "I will gladly accompany you all to this 'Den', so we may talk... business." He scoped the faces of all the teens gathered, seeing who would be the biggest threat if things went sideways. The leader, August, looked like a mean individual. He'd just broken the Reverend's nose on a whim. Grayson was pretty dangerous too, and then there was the pint sized powerhouse, Zoey. Damien was skilled enough to take on two, but not three at the same time. There were soon more teens gathered around as they were ready to move to the Den.
 
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Zoey watched as they got the information. She looked at August when he asked her to get someone to take the reverend to the den. She nods her head."Yes August," she said. She kept the knife to the kids throat. She got out her phone and called some one."Have a package to put in holding down in the den. Don't fuck with me get your asses up here now. No where the fuck else would we be. Staind red hill, bring someone else as well we have 3 most likely going to holding." She said and hung up. She had brought a Teen taller then her down. She was not a girl to mess with, she had done a lot in her past.

She looked down at the teen. She pulled his head back and kept the knife to his throat,"Shush it's not up to me, itd up to August. Trusting us? Don't you mean us trusting you." She snapped. She sighed as 3 big burly teens came up Dallas, Finn and Jeremy. She nods to the reverend and Finn and Jeremy picked the man up after knocking him out. Dallas walked up to jer."Really again a guy bigger then you, damn woman, seriously need to stop out thugging us."he said. She rolled her eye's."Just blind fold him and get hom to the Den."It is up to August what we do with him." Shr said" can't we just knock him out?" He asked her."Yeah, if you want a groggy headed theif. No let's go." She said. Shelet Dallas take Damien and blind fold the kid.

She sighed and watched the guys walk away. She walked over and looked down at the girl."what we doing with this one?" She asked August."we can't just let her go. She knows to much." Zoey said.
 
Rubbing his chin August looked to Grayson but he had the same dazed look on his face as he went to help Dallas and Finn.

"You're right. Fuck. I guess we can take her downstairs and see if she had any skill we can take advantage of..." roughly grabbing her face in his hand he turns her head to look at each side of her. Letting her go he winks, "what a pretty prize we have found eh?" Kicking her side she coughs violently and he swings her over his shoulder as he chuckles.

"You coming down or do you want to stay here and get caught by the pigs?" He calls over his shoulder to the rest of the posse still wandering over the hill. They all scatter like cockroaches and down into hatches and drains into the tunnels below. Upon arriving back at the Den August ties Fianna to a chair and sits across from her, Grayson on his right and Zoey standing nearby. Through the wall they hear the muffled screams and shouts of the chained men in the hold. Banging on the wall August shouts for them to shut the hell up before folding his hands neatly on the table before him and smiling warmly at Fianna.

"So. Why shouldn't we kill you?"
 
Darkness again, great. Damien was getting annoyed of this, but he complied. He tried to listen carefully to his surroundings as they made their way to the Den. He was being led harshly by two brutish teens and behind them was the psychotic pixie sized girl with the knife. Fortunately Damien relished the fact that his hands and legs were not bound, he was only blindfolded. 127 steps downwards, 90 steps to the right and 34 left. Damien slowly started creating a map in his head. He could hear cars above, so they were definitely in the sewers somewhere.

Once they reached the Den, Damien was made to stand against a wall, guarded by the brutes on either side. Zoey was not there, he heard her voice about 20 paces away along with August and Grayson. They were dealing with the girl the Reverend had been protecting. Carefully, by scrunching his nose, Damien moved the blindfold up enough to see what was going on, but not enough to make it obvious. For now, he would watch and wait.
 
Zoey walked with August. She made sure the men were stuck in holding before she went to stand in the room with the girl August and Grayson. She glared at the girl, she was not happy to see her in the den. She crossed her arms. She leaned back waiting for the girl to answer. Zoey crossed her arms and sighed. She played with her knife as she waited for the girl. She yawned and stretched.

Zoey turned her head when she heard the reverend scream again for help. She walked over to holding and had them open up. She walked up to him and slapped him a blade between her fingers so she could cut him in a way it didn't nick anything important. She grabbed him by the cheeks."shut the hell up you wouldn't be here if you hadn't taken the girls. Now be quite or that won't be the only scar you get understood?" She asked him. She kicked his knees out from under him and put his leg at an angle breaking it with a stomp of her boot. She turned to Damien and took off his blind fold."silence is golden you see pays to keep the handsome mouth of yours shut." She said. "Your next after the girl." She said and walked back to the room, they were still waiting on the girl to answer them.
 
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Fianna crawled away from her captor as she was roughly kicked to her side. She needs to get away from them yet the cries of the reverend made her stop, causing her to be dragged back by her captor which she now knew as August. She knew she won't survive if she fought him nor be left alone if she escape. "Please..let me go.. I..I won't tell..I promise" she sobbed and pleaded but she was roughly kicked again and heard a couple of her bones cracking, making her wince even more.

She was crying all the way to the den as she tied up in a chair in their so called then. She can hear the muffled shouts and cries making her panic. She doesn't want to die. She wanted to think that this was all just a bad dream and wake up; but her bruises and the pain she's feeling clearly says that its real. August scares the shit out of her as he smiled warmly, his hands folded neatly atop of the table. "I..I can cook..do household chores..anything!!..just..just please let me live.." she begged desperately as she started to have trouble breathing, her skin suddenly becoming pale. She was exhausted, broken, beaten and bloodied. She can feel her eyes getting droopy and soon after, she fainted.
 
"Fuck!" Flipping the table August shouted and yanked the girl and the chair down the hall to the hold. "When she wakes up untie her and take her to Branden in the Mess Hall" he sprayed the orders at the two teens guarding the hold. Storming out of the room he spat back over his shoulder, "bring me the Fawkes kid!"

"Zoey, your work was proof today it has been far too long since I have acknowledged your talent. How would you like to have the run of the roost, of course still under me, but you will be in charge of all of the Glory Giver members and their activities when we are not on mission. This includes surveillance during the day when they are not here..." putting out his hand towards Zoey he ignored Damien when he came loudly into the room.
 
Damien smirked. This Zoey chick was slightly attractive, in a psychotic-most-likely-going-to-stab-you type of way, but still. The blind fold was gone now thanks to her, so he didn't have to sneak peeks anymore.

He wondered what would become of Fianna. Damien felt bad for the poor girl, she was in a mess just as he was. What the leader of the band of teens wanted with her escaped Damien. August was hard to read. The brutes on the other hand, were easy. They wouldn't stop whispering about porn stars and how they would totally fuck people up in a fight. Typical meat heads. He would keep this in mind for later.

Damien witnessed what August was doing to Fianna. He felt his blood begin to simmer slightly. "Leave her alone. She didn't do anything to you. Your "Reverend" is the one at fault." the teen exclaimed "Let her live and I'll give you some intel about the sick son of a bitch who locked me up." The Reverend may have captured Damien, but before he did, the teen had stolen his thumb-drive off of his computer.
 
Zoey glared at Damien to shut the hell up as he got dragged into the room. SHe turned her cold stare to August and it melted. She raised an eye brow and just looked at him."Seriously you want me to help you and Grayson run this place. Yes of course I will thank you." She said. She was stunned at first then happy to finally be acknowledged for something. She had been with them since before she was a teen. She liked being the fly on the wall but the recognition was nice as well. She looked over at Damien as he yelled and hollerad about the girl. Zoey nods a gentle thanks to August. She was very surprised she didn't get yelled at or ignored like usual. She took his hand gently, maybe they would start to get a long better.

She joined him and Grayson at the table. She breathed in and sighed. She looked at Damien and shook her head,"we got all the info we need on this man, what makes you think you have anything to offer us." she said. she played with her knife on the table. She had stolen it from a diver. It was called a wasp injection knife. The thing had a button that if you pressed it, compressed air would shoot into the fish or shark if you wanted to get away or even a human. Kinda makes a human explode and brain matter go every where. She has seen it only twice and thought it was cool as all hell. Yeah she wasn't totally right in the head, then again none of them were truly. She watched Damien with unwavering blue eyes, it was enough to give a grown adult dealer the chills. Zoey waited to see what august wanted from the kid, before she got the okay to do what she did best. Get rid of bodies, dead or alive. He did have thieving skills, but also got caught. she was interested to see how this played out.
 
August sat back at the table, pleaseEd that Zoey had taken the offer, he needed more like her on his side. Shaking his head he looked at Damien and smiled slightly, this guy reminder him a little of himself back in his less experienced days.

"Alright no bullshit, I like your spunk kid. It makes me laugh the way you think you're better than us when we have been here for so very long. Give me one good, plausible reason why we should let you live? I already have plenty of others who can steal and not get caught, what can you offer me that Joe Schmo or whoever cant?" August folded his hands in his customary I-don't-give-a-shit-honestly stance.
 
Damien cracked a sly smile. "Listen, the only reason the fuck-bag caught me was because I was off guard while looking through his valuables. I was told by a client he may have something that is useful to me. As luck would have it, it may be useful to you too." Damien explained "Turns out the Reverend is a part of something big. A cult called The Esoteric Society. They have your girls. The USB has all the details of where-abouts and members. I need to kill the man in charge, you need to find your girls."

The teen brushed his long hair out of his face as he continued "You may be thinking why you need me, I mean, you could kill me and take the USB, but that wont work. You see, I have skills you need. Such as being able to get through the 4 layers of security, that encrypts the drive. Even if you did get another hacker to crack it, it would take forever to get through it without the authentication key. Remember, time is not on your side, friend." Damien studied the others that surrounded him "Besides knowing how to fuck with technology and get my self into places I'm not necessarily wanted, I can handle my own. Pixie girl isn't the only one with knives" he said as he gestured towards Zoey.
 
"Hmmmmm, very tempting Fawkes...." August mulled it all over in his mind and then mumbled something to Grayson that no one elselse heard. Standing he heavily walked to Damien and stuck out a hand...

"Welcome to the Glory Givers Techy..." His smile was reserved but sincere. There was so much they had to figure out and sort through, so much they had missed and it troubled August that the reverend had been here for so very long and this had never been discovered, especially by Grace and Anna. The thought of Grace shot pain through August's chest and he grunted a little, telling a guard to go get some beers.

"So tell us more of this cult shit..." throwing his feet up on the table August leaned back inn his chair and tried not to think about his Grace.
 
Damien took August's hand cautiously. After a brief handshake he sat down again and started explaining. "The Esoteric Society is something that has been around for the last 50 years. Their purpose, from what I've read is to take the youth of the nation and use them to shape the future of the country in a way the society deems fit." Damien reached into his pocket and pulled out a worn photo, stained in blood. "This is Jason Faust, their leader. He murdered my brother when he didn't comply to the Society's will. They want your girls for experimentation. They plan to test a machine that severs neural pathways and bond them to selected nodes. In short, they wanna reprogram them."

Fawkes had found himself in a peculiar situation indeed. This was a delicate alliance, one that would lead to dire consequences if misunderstandings happened. He would have to be careful. He didn't want to piss people off, but he sure as hell wasn't going to be pushed around. He had his own way of doing things. Damien would abide by the rules, as long as they didn't hinder him.
 
zoey watched and sat back her arms crossed as she watched him. She was silent, but her face was dark. She sighed as she listened to them talk. She looked up when a member walked up. She shook her head to say not now. They glared at her and she gave a death stare. She got up and dragged the member out and closed the door behind her,"what?" She asked"Not you I need Grayson or August, you can't help." he said"actually i can I am at the same level as Grayson. now out with it."The guy dithered under her stare and gulped. He leaned in and whispered to her."You what?" she screeched." are you kidding me," he shook his head nervous now." well thank you for telling me, now you know the consequences of your actions right" She asked him he nods. She took her knife and stabbed him in the gut and twisted it. he doubled over and fell to floor." She stepped over his body with out a care and made it back inside. She nods to Damien to apologize for the interruption and turns to August. "we have a slight problem one of the new recruits lead some of the football players to the outskirts near the den, and there 7 of them from what I was told, Other wise I would of gone and not bothered you" she said and sat back.She knew he be pissed. Not at her, but people not with them to close to the den. She looked at Damien then August."Already took care of the one who caused the problem. " She said." but the actual problem itself kinda need extra hands and be good to see if he as good as he says he is with knives" She said and turned her gaze to Damien. She glanced at him and made a small face, he had called her a pixie earlier. she would not thank him for that. she ran her hand through her medium to long dyed hair as she watched the three male teens in the room with her. if she was going to be stuck with Damien she have to know she could trust him.
 
Fawkes stood up, all while glaring at Zoey. He spread open his leather jacket to reveal a chest holster with two sheathed blades. "Two Microtech Arbiters. 81 oz knives. Blade length of 9 inches. High carbide steel. Clip point tip." the teen explained "ready to go when you are."

Damien had guessed he would need to prove himself to these Glory Givers, he didn't think it would happen so quickly. Zoey had mentioned seven football players, whatever that meant. Fawkes had been training in some sort of martial art since he was six years old. 2nd Dan in Tae Kwon Do, black band in Muay Thai and adept at Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. But martial arts didn't have the same aspects of street fighting and urban combat. Fortunately, Damien had experience with that as well. Fawkes wasn't just a simple "techy", he had a large set of skills that made him a very useful person.
 
(Oh my gawd so sorry guys. My phone didn't alert me that you guys had replied!!!)

Grayson was too angry to even deal with anyone right now. Especially some three dimwitted hostages. He had went ahead of everybody his hands in his pockets. He grit his teeth as he headed back to the Den with his gun holstered and his knife back in his boot. He headed to where his and August's meeting room when they wanted privacy. He paced the room knowing August was beyond pissed with him for getting caught.

He would have it out with August as well since Anna was all he could think about and how the two girls were states away from then. The more he thought the more his anger boiled in him. He clenched his fists hard not even feeling the pain when he broke the skin causing him to bleed.

Grayson's chest was rising and falling fast and hard needing to punch something or someone. He heard the door open and looked to see who it was that was entering the room "it better be you August. If its someone else get the fuck out. This room is off limits" he growled lowly.
 
August began to Bark orders to the teens and basically said, "kill them all, hide the bodies, don't get caught, but most importantly have fun!" He was allowing them to handle it because he had to handle Grayson at the moment. Heading into his private chamber he slammed Grayson against the far wall with his forearm against his windpipe.

"What the hell were you doing tonight huh? Have you lost your fucking mind!?!" He was so angry he was just speaking through his clenched teeth.
"You are so lucky I like you or you'd be dead right now for disobedience. I gave you and you alone specific orders to grab him and get out but I walk in and now we have three fucking prisoners to deal with!" Releasing his arm he let Grayson fall back to the ground and catch his brethren be for giving him a solid kick in the side.

"I need you more than ever to stay on the same page with me here Grayson, I can't have my own first officer doing whatever the hell he pleases because then everyone else will follow you...." kneeling beside Grayson he aded, "Anna and Grace need us..."
 
Fianna fluttered her eyes open only to see that she's in an unfamiliar room. "Where am I?" she croaked in a raspy voice, her eyes searching left and right. Her body was aching all over and as she sat up, pain coursed through her body and a massive headache pounded her head. She tried to massage her temples but one of her hands were cuffed on a bed post. "Shit." she cussed, remembering everything that happened earlier. The reverend must be dead by now and she was kept as a hostage. "Great. Just great" she mumbled, reaching out for the hairpin in her hair before realeasing herself from her binds. She's glad that her father taught her some basic survival military training and trained her how to escape binds. She's also good with medicine and chemistry.

Fianna then tried to hopped off of the bed but her fractured ribs was such a pain in the ass that she can't move without bleeding. "Fuck. I need to get out of here. Anna and Grace must be in peril" she mumbled to herself tried her best to move, biting her lip to prevent her from screaming. As she neared the door, she can hear people talking and footsteps coming in her way. "Oh no.." she whispered with fear and tried to get back to her bed but it was too late, the doors have already opened. Afraid to turn around to see who it is, Fianna stood still on her spot like a deer caught in the head lights, her body shaking from fear once again.
 
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