His olive green eyes were emotionless, looked lifeless even as he shot unfazed look at my direction.

William Hunt!

As if someone had sucked out the air out of the room. I couldn't breath. I had to make an effort in pushing and pulling air in and out of my lungs. Why was I acting this way? I already knew that he was behind all this! A small smirked played on his lips as he looked at my stunned expression and then a memory struck me.

His cruel smirk

His haunting green eyes

He was..... he was

I remember him now. He was the one who shot me! He was the one who took lily to only God knows where!

I let out a strangled cry fixating my eyes on him in horror. My heartbeat hitched. I blinked a couple to make sure it is him. Maybe my eyes are playing a trick on me and I am in one of my long scray dreams. Please it can be him who took lily away!

As he dragged a metal chair that made a screeching noise on the bare floor. I was snapped back to the reality and knew that this was not infact a nightmare.

Why would he do this? Last time I checked Damien fired him for being incomponent. Is this a revenge for being fired from his job?

Like he had read my mind and knew exactly what I was thinking, he burst out laughing but his laugh was nothing like I have ever heard. It looked cruel like he was happy to se so shattered and sad. Was he? I glared at him.

" No this is not because he fired me."

Does he have a mind reader om him or something?

" You are not that hard to read."

The hell! He did it again!

  " You are really easier to capture than I thought."

  I smpliy ignored him and asked what has been stirring my insides since the moment he had taken me hostage.

  " Why then?" I scoffed. " Why would you kidnap me? "

   " You are about to find out."

He placed the chair infront of me and brought it infront of me so that we were directly facing eachother. His jaw was sharp and clench and unclench as it had a problem. His eyes were icy.

  " They took someone from me."

"Who did?" I asked dumbfounded.

" Richard Rhodes. "He spat the name out as if it was disgusting thing he had ever heard in existence.

What? Damien's father?

 
       Flash back

  William's father was working in the office like any other day he would and Damien's father(Richard) have been parteners for ten years and their Hunt and Rhodes empire was growing rapidly. Ten year old boy, green lively eyes and an excited smile stretched on his small chubby face run away from the school bus in hopes giving a special gift to his father. He wanted to give his father birthday present. Instead going home, little Will strode with his tiny feet to his father's office. It was one of the biggest buliding on the area so he wouldn't miss it. Little did he know about his cruel fate!

He slipped in to the massive builiding, not bothering to marvel at the glittering chandeliers. He had only one thought in mind that day. Giving his father the present. He got in to the elevator and pressed to the floor of his father's office, holding the painting of his father and him in his small hands. As he was about he get off from the lift, a rather strong hand for his tiny shoulder made him standstill. He frowned and gazed up to see his father bussiness partner and bestfriend.

" Uncle Richard!"

Relief washed over his chubby face as Richard( Damien's father) lifted him up from the ground to hug him.

" little will? What are you doing here son?"

" I am here well.....to give daddy his birthday present." He wiggled the paper in his hand as Richard put him down

  Richard smiled. " well aren't you a great son?"

Will flushed and looked away from him " But your father is busy today. He had meeting the whole day."

" But-but I had made him a present." Will pouted,speaking with a broken voice.

" Yes but I am sure you will give him when he comes home."

William nodded and when richard closed the lift after pushing him out. Will went to his father room by the stairs. As he approached his father's office, he heard a heated argument between his father and a familiar voice of a man. Maybe he should come back later. His father might really get mad if he interrupted him but then he heard his father call ' Richard' and he couldn't resist the tempation.

He picked his head through the slightly open door of his father office, but he wished he had never come to the office in the first place. His father gasped for air on his chair, fighting for his life while Richard smirked coldly at his struggle to breath. After just seconds, his father breathed his last air, leaving will and his mother behind.

William covered his eyes with his tiny hands, refusing to believe this was happening to his father on his birthday. His father's dead body sprawled on the chair. His lifeless eyes still open.

What wasn't he speaking? Why wasn't he saying running to help his father? Fear. He was scared of Richard.

Richard turned around when he heard a quiet sniff but William had run out before he could see him and kill him too.

Does this mean his old man is gone? Does this mean he will never come home to check his homework.

He just wanted to die with his father. For the first time in his life, a thought of suicide had entered his mind. He ran faster, cutting through the blowing wind, knocking out people to their feet on his way.

    I gasped as I stare at him in disbelief. All the question I was going to ask had magicaly vanished from my mind. This is worse than I had ever imagined.

  " He-he killed your father."

  " No just him."

I parted my lips as a little tear slipped from me. There was someone else.

    Flash back

Will ran with his small legs. Evenhtough his feet hurt and at some point he wanted to stop. He couldn't. His legs had a mind of their own. Feeling the wind smash, his soaked face, he ran to his home.

When he pushed with all the strength he had but the door won't budge. He pushed more and the door slightly opened but then when he saw made him fall on the ground, and crawl backwards. Water of pain running down his red face. His mother was laying on the floor with a bullet hole on her head as blood surrounded the place she fell on.

She was dead too!

He was an orphan!

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  Your mother too!.... I-I"

He nodded,anguish replacing his stone face before he then again masked it with his stone faces.

" I am sorry that-"

" Don't- don't tell me because nothing justifies what he did! Because nothing you can is going to stop me. Nothing!" He glared at me. " And I will make sure that they pay for what they did to me and to my parents."

I knew he was right. I know what I had heard was too much to handle for a ten year old so I kept my mouth shut. Silence fell upon us. He looked like he was fighting his inner demons.

My heart ached for him. No one deserves that. And I cried for the man who had merclessliy shot me.

" Does Damien know?" I asked.

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    Hey guys

How was this insighting chapter. William had much more reason than you guys thought didn't he? Well I will be glad if you guys are surprised!

I also have one new announcement today. I would be leaving wattpad temporarily( for about a month or so) I would need to study and I can't do other time consuming things. I hope you guys will understand! :-)

But rest assured that I will come and finish this story and the other and start even another hehehe.

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Love, Mercy