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Dean's POV

I groan, sitting up slightly, only to have a sudden pain strike my head and I find myself laying back down unwillingly.

"Get him up." I hear a commanding voice say, then the feeling of being roughly stood up.

"Hold him up straighter Erick." Another voice said.

"What-" I started to say, but stopped as the person delivered a blow so hard to my stomach, that is whoever this was wasn't holding me up, I surely would have doubled over in pain.

"Enough Wyatt." The other voice said, "Give him a chance to speak. You and Eric may exit. Give me a chance to speak to the boy."

"Speak to him?" The other voice said, "Since when have you spoken to anyone. Since when have you tried to reason with-"

"I said you can exit." The Commanding voice said,

It was quite for a moment before I heard a sadistic laugh that made me shiver.

"You are not the instrument of destruction you use to be." The voice said, "Come Eric, we will have our time with the little lamb later."

As soon as the Eric guy let go, I immediately fell to the ground and I heard them laugh as they exited the room.

It was silent for a few seconds and I dreaded every second of it.

"I'm going to make this simple and quick." The voice said, "Cooperate and this can end smoothly. Where is that damn folder?"

"What?" I ask him.

"Where." He said dangerously, "Is. That. Folder."

"I don't know what you talking about-" I started to say, but then I felt myself being lifted up until I was eye to eye with the person in front of me.

The person that I had only see one other time, but had heard do much about it, his name stuck fear into my heart.

The Undertaker.

"I'm going to ask you one more time-" he started but I interrupted him.

"I swear I don't know what your talking about." I say to him, "Nothing at all I promise. I'm not lying I swear. Please... Just let me go please."

"You know exactly what in talking about." He said whirl shaking me slightly.

"I swear I don't." I immediately said, "I swear to God. Please believe me please."

He gave me a long hard stare and my breathing was uneven through the entire process.

"If you don't remember," he said to me, "Then let me get some people to help jog your memory."

"Wyatt." He shouted and they immediately enter the room, "Rowan. See if you can help Ambrose with his memory."

'Bray?' I think to myself as i finally get a good look at him.

Bray looked at The Undertaker, "Why can't you? It looks as though someone is losing there touch, aren't they?"

"Shut the hell up and do your job." He said as he sent him a glare and walked out of the room.

"With pleasure." Bray said with a laugh before turning towards me, "Are you ready, little lamb?"

I was about to ask him about the 'little lamb' creepy shit, but the only thing that came out of my mouth before I got the ground was a painful groan.

The hits and blows came repeatedly and the pain grew stronger and stronger as my world came into sudden darkness

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"I didn't say beat him to fucking death!" I heard a muffled voice shout.

"I did what I had to do!" The other voice shouted, Bray, "It was my job... Actually it was yours, remember?"

"If he's dead," I heard the first voice say, The Undertaker, "Then his blood is on your hands."

"It wouldn't be the first." Bray said to him.

"And we'll see just how well that sits with the boss, now won't we?" I heard Taker say before I hear a door open and it let in light, then close again and the room was filled with darkness.

It was quiet for a long time before he spoke.

"I can sense you breathing," he said to me, "I know your not dead. Rise."

"I can't fucking rise if I can't fucking feel my legs." I barley croak out before my throat felt like it irrupted into flames and I groan softly.

I heard him sigh and then his footsteps getting closer before I felt myself being lifted off the ground and onto my feet and I groan at the movement.

"You ok?" He asked me and I actually caught a hint of concern in his voice.

"Yeah," I say while rolling my eyes, "Because I just get the shit knocked out of me on a daily basis."

"I don't need the attitude son." He said to me.

"I'm not your son." I say while trying to scowl at him but even that hurt.

"Might as well be," he said whirl walking past me, "Your own father didn't live up to his position, anyone could have been a better fit."

"Position?" I ask him, "Position as in?"

"As a father I mean." He quickly corrected himself and I just shrugged.

"I guess..." I say to him, not really wanted to even ask how he knew of my dad.

He sighed again, "I need that folder, understand me?"

"For the last time," I say to him, "I don't know anything about a folder I swear."

"The girl does though." He said to me.

"What girl?" I ask him, "Can you please explain to me what's going on?"

He sighed, "Raven haired girl, Belvis's daughter."

"Belvis?" I asked, "Paige?"

"I assume that's her name." He said to me, "She had the folder last."

I think back to the night that she called me and I immediately remember her mentioning a folder.

"If you knew she had it last," I say to him while holding myself up on the wall because standing up straight was unbearable, "Then why come after me?"

"You want your friend involved in this?" He asked me.

"Good point." I mumble, "But why still confront me about it? Even after I told you the first time."

"Thought you were still lying." He said with a shrug.

"The one thing I ain't is a liar." I say to him.

"The one thing I am not." He corrected, "Not 'the one thing I ain't'. Your too smart to me using that kind of grammar."

"I'm not smart." I say to him, "I'm in this situation. I'm not smart."

"You are smart," he said to me, "you just make dumb decisions. Even the smartest people do that."

"I don't need a pep talk man." I say to him while holding my side, "I need to get out of here. Everyone's probably looking for me-"

"You just assume there looking for you." He said to me.

"No," I say to him, "I'm not assuming, I know they are."

"And if they aren't?" He asked.

"Stop fucking doubting it." I say to him.

He laughed slightly and shook his head.

"What's that suppose to mean?" I ask him.

"You really want to know?" He asked me, "They don't love you like you think they do-"

"Bullshit." I interrupt.

"You think they do?" He asked me.

"No shit." I say to him.

"Then why are they going to leave you in a few months?" He asked me, "You'll be all alone-"

"They have lives outside of me." I shot at him, "They want to start new, non fucked up lives."

"And if your not apart of there lives," he asked, "You still consider that love?"

"Yes I do." I say to him.

"You're truly blind." He said to me.

"And your truly fucking stupid for asking me..." I trailed off as he shot me a glare and I suddenly didn't feel the need to express my opinion anymore...

"What act of love is being shown if they leave you?" He asked.

"The fact that I let them go." I say to him, "Cause to want them keep them is to be shellfish and to be shellfish isn't a act of love."

He opened his mouth but I cut him off.

"You know," I say to him, "Just because you've never felt love before, doesn't mean you can judge me about mine and theirs."

"Whatever you'd like to assume." He said to me and shook his head, "Enough about this. Back to the business at hand."

Before I could comprehend what was happening, I felt myself being lifted off the ground until I was face to face with him.

All the pain I was feeling was replaced with pure fear.

"The folder." He said to me.

"God damn it!" I shout, actually finding the strength to yell at him as though he couldn't kill me, "We just went over that I didn't have it!"

"That doesn't change the fact that I still need it." He said to me, "And if it ends up in that Vigilante's... I will personally kill you first."

"Who the hell is a Vigilante?" I ask as he dropped me and the pain was so great that I almost fell, "Man I seriously barley don't know what's going on. An explanation would be nice."

He stayed quite and gave me a look, "You really are oblivious to a whole nother world that's been watching you just as much as us."

"What?" I ask him.

He shook his head, "You don't want to experience it... If I were you, I'd keep away from them, understand. If you think I could do damage to you. They could do worst."

'I'm not sure if that's possible...' I thought to myself.

"I know I'm going to regret this decision." I heard him mumble, "Follow me."

"To where?" I ask him as he walked to another door in the room.

"Follow me," he said, "Or your life ends tonight."

"I think I'm gonna follow you man..." I mumble as I limp after him, he held the door open for me and then I continued to follow him through the dark hallway.

As I followed him, I couldn't help but think of why he was actually helping me. That along with several other questions wracked in my mind.

"Why are helping me?" I blurt out, "I mean. I'm pretty sure you aren't suppose to be doing that."

"I have my reasons." He said to me, "Maybe because you remind me of... Nevermind."

"Of who?" I ask him.

"A guy." He said to me, "You wouldn't know him. Stone-"

"Cold?" I finish for him and he looked back at me, "But-"

"I have my reasoning for thinking that." He said plainly.

"But why help me-" I start but he stopped me.

"Stop asking questions." He said to me, "I'm already risking my ass for doing this, so give me the satisfaction and shut the hell up."

'Fine...' I thought to myself as I stayed quite as we neared a door.

"Get out of here." He said while opening the door and it lead into a ally.

"You're just letting me go?" I asked him.

"Don't think this is it son." He said to me, "There's going to come the time when I won't be able to let you go. And your blood will be on my hands. Cherish the time you have left."

"Why would you do that?" I ask him.

"If I'm given orders-" he started but I stopped him.

"I'm eighteen." I say to him, "God, I haven't had a chance to live yet and your just willing to take that all away from me because some tells you to? You're just going to take that away from me? I get it. I fucked up. I shouldn't have got involved... But your seriously just going to fucking kill me for it?"

He stayed quite and just started at me.

"Stop being there bitch man..." I mumbled as I walked out of the door and began to walk off out of the ally.

"Give me a reason." He said to me and I turned back to look at him, "And I'll consider otherwise."

I nodded slightly before he closed the door and the wall returned to just looking like a regular wall.

"Dean?" I heard several voices shout

"Shit.." I mumble as I continue out of the ally.

"He's not anywhere." I heard Seth groan.

"We'll find him I promise." I heard Roman say, "He's around here somewhere... We'll find him soon."

"Sooner than you thought." I say to them and they immediately turn around and there eyes widen.

"Dean!" Seth shouted before running over and wrapping me into a painful hug, and I groan out.

"Shit." He mumbled before letting go and I saw some of the others coming in our direction, "Are you ok?"

"You found him?" Stephanie asked.

"He found us." Roman said, "Where had you been man? Are you alright?"

"I'll be fine." I say to him then my eyes land on Paige.

"I need you to get whatever the fuck is in that folder and get it to me." I say to her, "Tonight. Everyone just meet up at our house."

She nodded, "I'll go to my house and get it now."

"We'll go with." Nikki said and Naomi nodded as the followed her to her car.

"You alright?" Eva asked me.

"Yeah." I say to her, "I'm good."

'But for how much longer?' I think to myself as I looked up at the night sky, 'It was about to be a long night'

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(Surprise POV)

Taker's POV

I sighed as I made my way back into the building.

I walk back into the room that just held Steve Austin captive- I mean Ambrose.

He shared so many personality qualities with Stone it was almost unbelievable.

Ambrose could actually be the first person to make it out of this. Though most people though Austin was the only one who revived that much punishment and survived, but there wrong... We had stopped touching Austin years ago yes... But they weren't through with him yet.

Ambrose on the other hand has something that I feel could end this all as a whole... I don't know what it is-

"You let him go," I heard Wyatt's voice say as soon as I exited the room, "Didn't you?"

"Why is that of your concern?" I ask him and resist to the urge to roll my eyes at the young man, though he acts not like a immature child.

"You basically just answered my question." He said to me while shaking his head, "You aren't the man you use to be."

"And you will never amount to half the man I 'use to be'" I to him as I attempt make him leave me alone.

He glared at me, and began to open his mouth but another voice cut him off.

"Bray." I heard Luke say to him as he approached us with the other two, Bo and Miz, "We just saw him-"

"He let him go." Bray said in almost a growl, "For what reasons, I am unsure of. But the little lamb is not in our presents anymore.

"Why the hell man?" Bo asked and I sighed heavily. This company wasn't what it use to be. There were entirely too many young people, who thought that they knew what they were doing.

"Calm down Bo." Bray said to him, "I suppose he does have his reasoning.. How did things go tonight Miz."

"Fine I guess," he said while texting away on his phone.

"He tried flirting with this gothic bitch." Bo said while rolling his eyes, "Instead of doing his job."

"My job consists of fucking with their lives as well." Miz said whirl a slight laughed as he typed away.

"Why her then?" Bray asked.

"Cause she's a easy target." He said, "I actually have two of them."

"Who's the other one?" Bo asked.

"Not gonna say." Miz said with a smirk as he sent another text to someone, "It's all apart of getting the one we need to help us."

"Did you talk to him about it?" Bray asked, "The quicker we can get him to agree to help, the better chance we can have of getting to Ambrose."

"I'm working on it Damn it. It's hard to do it with his girlfriend at his side. He said and shook his head, then he looked at me.

"Pretty brave move you pulled," he said to me, "Taking Ambrose that is, considering that the Vigilantes apprentice in the same area as you."

"I didn't sense him around." I say while raising a eyebrow

"Him?" He asked while raising a eyebrow, "You assume it's a boy? You assume incorrectly."

I groan slightly and push my hair back. I should have known Sting would trying something different. He always does.

I sigh and walk away from them and down the hall to my office. Something I had earned over the years. The place where I spent countless hours wondering why I was doing what I was doing, but continued to do my wrong ways, knowing that one day I would face the consequences of my actions, but knowing it wouldn't be that particular day, so I continued to do as I pleased.

I take a long look at the shelf and stare at the one framed picture. I walk over and pick it up, examining it. I look at the five of us that use to be unstoppable. We carried this company and made it what is today. I remember people in the company referring to us as the five horsemen.

On the far left there was Stone Cold, standing there with that signature smile that made long night into memorable ones.

Next to him was the recruit from the European unit. Jonathan Belvis. Jonathan worked along side of Nathan Kennedy in several shippings. Them both being cops is the reason behind why the European unit was so successful.... Then Nathan snapped one day about something and killed off one dearest friends... Or so I thought... Jonathan never even told me he had a daughter.

Beside Jonathan was myself, and next to myself was the man that made my blood boil.

The man I once called my best friend.

The man known now as the Vigilante, Sting.

It started off as just us two, we were truly the most unstoppable force on this planet.

But then something happened.

He thought what we were doing was wrong.

He labeled us as sinners even though he himself committed the same wrong doings.

I remember the day I couldn't withstand him anymore. I remember almost costing us our lives. I remember after that day, not seeing him for years. Only to see him standing in that living room, looking for the same thing I had been looking for.

I had heard of what he was doing. Starting his own secret company just like the one he had once been in, expect for the good of man. I never believed it until I saw it with my own eyes. Thinking about it made my blood boil with anger.

I sighed as I look at the final person in the picture. He stood with his arms crossed, with no smile on his face unlike everyone else. The soul reason why his son was going through hell and high water. Because of his actions. Because he almost fuck up. Because he was too 'strong minded' and could with stand anything, this company decided to let him go because he would ruin his own life... But they decide to screw in his sons. Not that he would ever care. He never did.

I sigh as I look at the man named Brandon Ambrose.

In ways this man was a man I almost considered a enemy more than a friend. There were some points where I would have killed this man...

"You've lost your touch." I heard Brays voice say in my head and I growl and set the photo down.

"We'll see about that." I say as I walk over to my desk and grab my knife.

Nobody's going to tell me I do, and do not have.

There were five of us in that photo.

Only four of us live today.

After tonight, it leaves us with 3.

May the countdown to the last standing man standing begin.

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Chapter 10 of book 3
Chapter 76 in all

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