I felt someone grasp my hand from behind me and I turned my head to look at a soft hand holding mine. It felt as though motherly love and concern flowed through the person's touch. I looked up to see an alert and panicked Natalie clutching mine and Aiden, Ethan's brother's, hand for life, holding us close. I made eye contact with her and I saw innocence and sincerity swirling in her eyes. I looked away, feeling guilty of dragging her into his mess and being the reason for her to get physically hurt and mentally scarred forever.

"Excuse me," I heard a small voice whisper as I felt a tug at the sleeve of my body suit. I looked down to see a blue-eyed girl of around twelve looking up at me.

I carefully observed her and realized that she was Aaron's sister due to the strikingly similar appearance. I crouched down to her height and whispered softly, "Yes?"

"Are we all gonna die?" she asked me, her bottom lip trembling as terror was evident in her eyes.

I immediately wrapped her in my arms as I saw a tear drop from her eye, "No, I promise we are going to be okay and you'll see your brother soon."

I intended on protecting this innocent child, even if it meant that I was expected to put my life in danger. I let her go and then gave her an encouraging smile telling her to not leave my side until I tell her. I couldn't break the promise I made to both Aaron and his sister.

We approached the fight scene and I told everyone to stay behind a wall and be quiet as I peeked from behind the wall to see Ruth's men, Damien and Ruth fighting against my teammates and the secret service.

I turned around to all the hostages and asked in a whisper who all knew how to fight. Mr McQueen, Layla, Natalie and Amy (Aaron's sister) did not know how to defend themselves so, I instructed them to stay behind this wall no matter what and be quiet.

Just before I was about to reveal myself from behind the wall, my arm was grabbed and I was pulled into a hard chest. I turned around to see Ethan holding a finger on his lips. I furrowed my brows in confusion and whispered a 'what'. He signalled towards our left to see a pair of fighters were having combat there. It was a miracle how they hadn't noticed us yet. The moved back towards all the others and I sighed in relief. I was about to turn around when Ethan tilted my chip up to look into his eyes. I searched his eyes for a reason for him to stop me when he muttered, "Be careful. I don't want to lose you."

I paused and thought about what to say but I was at the end of my thinking capacity. I looked into his eyes and mumbled, "You too. If you die, I will resurrect you and kill you myself." He softly chuckled and let me go when there was a particularly loud bullet shot.

I then prepared myself to step into a bloody fight and I felt two people join me. On my right, Ethan stood loading his guns and rolling up his sleeves to avoid restriction during fights. On my left, I saw Aiden checking his guns and preparing himself for hand combat.

We all jumped into action together, with me going straight at the guy who was strangling Valentina. I plunged a knife in his neck and ripped him off the struggling girl. When she was free, I threw the bloody man to the ground and rushed to help Valentina. She was gasping for air as I asked her, "Are you okay?"

She nodded and I searched her face to assure myself. "What is The Secret Service doing here?" she looked around confused and I furrowed my brows. Why is she asking me? How do I know? I thought she and the others bought them here.

"I don't know! I thought you guys bought them here!" I muttered and that was when the conversation ended because of two of Ruth's men attacking us.

I kicked the man in the ribs and plunged my bloody dagger into his waist, twisting it and pulling it out causing his blood to spill out at an alarming rate. I then let Valentina be on her own because she was handling the situation just fine, and rushed towards Damien who just threw a man off himself.

I kicked his knee joint from behind, causing his knee to buckle and him falling to the ground. I gripped his cropped hair and smashed his face in my knee and punching his gut. He raised his head to look at me with a bruised face and a bloody nose and smirked again. I was getting annoyed and fueled by rage looking at his smug face and repeatedly punched him until he was on the verge of unconsciousness.

I kicked his unmoving body to the side and dealt with the two attackers who came onto me from behind. I dodged their punches and kicks as I gripped my dagger and stabbed them both in the middle of their chest.

I continued fighting and stabbing Ruth's people whom I came across and kept knocking few of them unconsciousness and killing the rest.

I had put down at least twenty men and was still not stopping. Ruth's men were almost all defeated when I heard a loud scream filled with fear and terror. Everyone was alarmed and whipped around to see what was the matter. My breath got caught in my throat and I audibly gasped when I saw Ruth holding a knife to Natalie's throat so close, almost to the point of piercing her skin. On his left, Damien stood with a gun pointed at Amy's forehead as tears freely flowed down her cheeks.

My eyes searched around for any way to attack and catch them off guard. Aiden desperately begged and yelled to save his fiance, "Please let her go! Take me instead!"

Ruth and Damien started to laugh as if he had cracked the funniest joke ever. Ruth gasped for air as he smiled, "We would love to, boy. But the person we need to blackmail the daughter of the bitch is this girl."

I clenched my jaw at the mention of my mom, my blood boiled even more. No one gets away with messing with my family.

"Honestly, you are such a scared bastard!" I announced smirking at his angry face. He pushed Natalie to the side and clenched his jaw about to come at me.

I heard a dreadful scream and the sound of a bullet. My panicked eyes snapped to Damien to see him lying dead on the ground with a bullet wound to his heart and a traumatized Hailey staring at the bloody corpse of the dead man. Natalie crawled towards her and hugged her to her chest, preventing her from seeing anything more.

Ruth stood, shook and absolutely clueless as to what had just happened and who had shot his partner.

"You can forget the idea of hurting them," a familiar heavy voice spoke from behind Ruth. He turned around as all of our eyes searched for the owner of the voice. There stood the blonde I am not fond of right now, a blue-eyed brunette boy and my father.

They were surrounded by scattered dead bodies lying on the ground, most of them bloody due to stab wounds created by these three. As I looked around, agents of The Organization who worked for Ruth were unconscious or dead. Ruth was the only one standing among his people with us surrounding him, and the CIA and S.W.A.T right behind us.

He smirked at me, "At least I lost with pride."

I furrowed my eyebrows but, before I could get a word out of my mouth Lucas questioned him audibly, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, that even if I was defeated you could not catch me or kill me," and with that, he pulled the trigger to his gun after pointing it to his temple, causing the end of him.

We were all left speechless as we saw him falling to the ground with a smile on his face, a smile of satisfaction, probably satisfaction of giving us a lifetime of nightmares. Even if I saw him shoot himself right in front of me, he was still with us. He will always be. No one could deny his presence engraved into our mind forever. He was a troubled soul, he found his peace in giving others hell. But, it will be alright now that he is gone. I could finally discover myself, for who I really was as a person.

"It's finally over, guys. It's done. We did it, we got everyone out alive," I voiced, my face expressing no emotions, possibly because I could still not process the information, therefore not knowing how to react to it.

Do I be happy it's over? Do I be angry that I never got my mom's revenge? Do I be upset because he was still a member of the family?

My mind was a mess and I was back to my expressionless and emotionless self. No one could read me now. It was refreshing.