*Some Time Later*

*Vengeance P.O.V.*

After being pretty much pulled out of the operating room Brian was in, I sat in the hallway, awaiting the doctor's update on Brina's current condition...and I couldn't help but wonder...
'Who the hell shot Syn? And why?' I thought to myself. 'I mean, sure he had people who disliked him, but not enough to want to cause him actual harm, much less shoot him...'
My phone started to vibrate.
"What the hell...who's calling me..." I muttered aloud. I looked at the caller ID...and noticed it was a restricted number.
I decided to answer. "Hello?"
"Good evening, Vengeance."
I froze. I didn't recognize this voice AT ALL...it was a deep, male voice, and had a menacing tone to it.
"Who is this?"
"I want to play a game."
My breath cauight in my throat.
"I don't give a shit-"
"You should co-operate with me, Vengeance. I don't think you want your boyfriend to get hurt again...or worse...do you?"
I couldn't breath.
"...Who...what...what do you want?" I nearly whispered, being cautious.
The voice chuckled. "That's better. The game is simple. I won't explain it in full detail to you; your own actions and decisions are what will either halt the game, or keep it moving."
"WHY DID YOU SHOOT BRIAN?" I exploded, rage filling my veins. I was standing now, furious, and people were giving me bad stares.
"Shh...Be quiet, you might piss somebody off...First, you have to follow my rules and instructions. Fail to do so, and I pull the plug on your boyfriend...and your best friend."
"He's not my fucking boyfriend-"
"He might as well be. Come on, Vengeance, did you really think you could keep your little disgusting thoughts and fantasies to yourself? I know all about them. The way you whisper his name as you touch yourself at night, under the bedsheets, imagining it's HIS hands running up and down your body, pleasing you...the little sex scenes you keep playing in your head, wishing they would come true..."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
"Step outside the hospital; you're getting too riled up. Hurry up, I'm getting impatient with you..."
I ran past the doors and stood outside, lighting up one of Brian's cigarettes.
"Don't worry, kid; you're not the only one that has these thoughts of yours..."
"What do you mean?"
The voice tsked. "Not another word until you agree to play my game."
I inhaled deeply, the nicotine from the cigarette doing wonders for my nerves.
"Alright."
I could almost see the stranger's evil smirk.
"Good. Now..."

Notes

Chapter Two!
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