I’m finally getting my teeth into that fic that surrounds the bullet wounds.:D This is prior to this bit of fic. The fic has a working title of Love and Sacrifice 😀
“Guys, we have a situation.”
Scott sighed. “Go ahead, Thunderbird Five.”
“I have intercepted a transmission to the GDF. It appears to be a combination of a threat and a ransom demand.”
John looked almost frightened, an expression so unfamiliar on his calm brother’s face to be terrifying. “It’s Kayo. She’s been captured.”
There was the clatter of a sketchbook falling to the floor.
Scott’s throat was suddenly tight. “Explain, Thunderbird Five.” Keep it professional.
The space monitor’s eyes were darting between those of his eldest brothers. “Sorry, guys, this isn’t pleasant.” And the display switched to the recording.
It was Kayo, out of uniform, bound to a chair, her face supporting bruises. A male voice was spouting demands in another language. A translation was appearing at the bottom of the display, no doubt John at work, something about money, freedom and the threat from the GDF.
Scott only had eyes for the anger in his sister’s. Their green, despite one of them being almost swollen shut, screamed fury and vengeance.
The recording waffled on some more about the evil of the GDF. Then a fist flew into the view and hit his sister.
Scott flinched. There was a muffled something to his right, and the recording was yelling. Kayo spat blood at the camera, a drop or two landing on the lens. The holographic spatter hovered in the air in front of them.
“Deliver or she dies.”
And it cut off.
The room was suddenly silent. The sharp retort as a pencil snapped in two.