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Nostrum Fortis Leo	By : dmdarklord Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Slash Views: 15796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I thought everyone might like to know that there is a total of 25 Chapters to this story. Some long... some short. I hope you stick with me!

Chapter 3

Fifteen minutes later, Jasper had decided to buy the white Fender, while Emmett chose out a new set of symbols for his drum kit.

“Hey make sure their well wrapped, will ya?” Emmett told the music store employee. “It’s pissing down out there and we don’t want these babies to get wet.”

The sales assistant grumbled, but complied with the order.

Luckily, though, whilst in the shop the rain had eased into a sprinkling of light drips. Edward was glad about that; he didn’t need to be even wetter than he already was.

Walking back down Main Street and turning the corner to where Emmett’s jeep was parked, the two older boys loaded up their goods into the boot. Edward stood with his cold hands in his pocket waiting as Emmett had yet to unlock the car.

Then suddenly a number of things happened in quick succession. Three menacing figures came out of nowhere and approached the jeep. Edward looked up just as one of them pulled a hand gun and pointed it at Emmett’s head. The second man did the same, slamming Jasper into the side of the jeep and digging the gun under his chin.

Edward began to back away at the sudden, unexplained violence, but before he could move two steps, the last of the three assailants ran over to him and pulled his head back by his hair. Even though he was the least bulky of the attackers, he still had a deft strength about him and stood a head over Edward. A glistening knife came to rest on the boy’s throat.

“Don't move,” the man muttered.

“My wallet is in my back pocket,” Emmett said breathlessly, fear tinging his words.

Edward looked to his brother. He’d never heard him sound scared.

“Shut your mouth,” the first guy sneered.

“Look. Whatever you want, you can have it,” Emmett tried again.

His assailant growled and bashed the butt of the gun into the side of Emmett’s head.

Emmett grunted over in pain.

“Leave him alone!” Edward called out, his voice sounding stronger than he felt.

“Shh,” the third guy crooned and pushed the knife deeper into his tender throat, nicking it. “I will cut your vocal cords if I have to.”

Edward whimpered in unsuppressed fear. But instead of carrying out his threat, the man let go of the grip in his head and covered his mouth tightly, almost blocking the air supply off through his nose.

“What do you want?” Jasper tried this time, slightly struggling against the gun held to his chin.

The second guy didn’t even bother with warning Jasper; he simply pulled back his other hand and rammed it with tremendous force into his kidney. Jasper doubled over in pain and the gun followed his movements, repositioning to his temple.

Just then there was a screeching sound and a black van whirled around the corner and came to a stop near them.

“It’s about time,” the first guy said angrily. He walked over to the vehicle and wrenched opened the side door.

As soon as his attention was diverted, Emmett hunched around his jeep then took off running down the side street.

“HE’S GETTING AWAY!” the third guy yelled, drawing the other’s attention back.

The first guy raised his gun again and pulled the trigger. A shot was fired; Emmett cried out in pain and fell to the wet ground.

“Go get him,” the shooter scowled.

The man holding Jasper went to Emmett along with the fourth that jumped out of the van.

As Jasper was free he stood up and had a look around.

“If you dare make a move, you’ll be next,” the first guy threatened while levelling his gun at Jasper.

Jasper didn’t move.

Tears fell ignored as Edward tried to see what was happening with his brother. Was it fatal? Was he going to die?

The two large attackers heaved Emmett up and dragged him back toward the van. Edward managed to see that here was blood on his arm.

“A through-and-though,” the fourth guy, holding Emmett’s injured arm, said.

“Of course it was,” the first growled angrily. “Do you really think I’d kill our meal ticket?”

The fourth assailant nodded. “It’s going to need patching up, though or he could bleed out.”

“He’ll be fine until we get back to the safe house.”

The two men holding Emmett nodded again and hefted him over to the van, forcing him inside.

“You get in too,” the first angry assailant gestured with his loaded gun for Jasper to climb into the van too. Jasper obeyed wordlessly.

The first guy, who was obviously the leader, looked up at the man holding Edward. “Hold onto him and take the jeep. We’ll need to dispose of it later.”

The third guy nodded and pushed the terrified Edward over to Emmett’s jeep. He let go of Edward’s mouth, wrapped his other forearm more securely around the boy’s neck so he was no longer threatening with the knife and yanked the keys out of the boot’s keyhole. Unlocking the jeep, he lead Edward to the passenger side door and forced him inside.

Edward complied, terrified that he was being separated from Emmett and Jasper. Would he see them again? Would Emmett be alright with his arm bleeding the way it was?

As Edward was being situated in his brother’s jeep, he heard the van’s door close and the tires squealed again as it spun away.

The attacker remaining with Edward smiled.

“Now you’re going to be a good boy, aren’t you? Obey everything I say?”

Edward’s eyes widened with unabashed fear. He was suddenly more terrified than before.

The other man grabbed the buckle and clicked it into place. “Well?”

Trying to sound brave, Edward replied. “Why should I?”

Smiling, the man seemed unsurprised with his answer. “Because,” the man said calmly, “I could really hurt you. Or I could call up my... co-workers, and tell them to shoot your brother again!”

Edward gasped at the threat. As much as he hated his brother, he still loved him and did not want to see him hurt. It also didn’t go past his notice that his attacker knew they were brothers.

“How did you know Emmett was my brother?” Edward whispered, frightened.

“Oh, I know a lot about you, Edward.”

The green eyed boy gasped again. This was not an ordinary mugging.

“Now let’s see how well you do at listening,” the man said evenly. “Hold out your hands in front of you.”

Edward thought about defying him. He thought about hitting the guy in the face, jumping out of the jeep and making a run for it. He’d run until he found help and use his phone to call the police and his Dad. But then he thought about Emmett and Jasper with the other three men. They had guns and were obviously not afraid to use them.

He also had an inkling that his own attacker would be able to outrun him and hurt him badly, like he’d said.

Trembling, Edward held out his hands like he was told.

Silver glinted off the dull light through the heavy clouds and for an instant Edward thought it was the knife again. But he was wrong – it was a pair of handcuffs. They clicked tightly around his wrists.

“This is just precautionary,” the man muttered. “This way you won’t be able to leave the car.”

Edward knew he was right. Stopped at a red light, he might have been able to get the door opened and make a run for it, but now, his wrists were locked with the seatbelt between them. He would be able to get out of the car, but the seat belt would keep him linked in place and from going anywhere.

Satisfied, the man shut the jeep door and walked round to the driver’s side. No more was spoken as the engine came to life and they were driving away. Edward was taken back through Seattle, the opposite direction from home. He watched as businesses, houses, cars and people flashed him by, trying to think of a way to signal that he was being kidnapped.

He also wondered if he was being taken to where Emmett and Jasper were.
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