Kidnapped by Killers (Ch. 2)

The smell of iron and bile was swirling and mixing together as it quickly filled the room. The man in the black nightmare-fueling hoodie had just finished "playing" with his victim and the white-hooded man chuckled, "Ha ha ha! You went all out tonight! Somethin' happen that I don't know about, Titus?"

"Shut it, Frey!" The black-hooded man named Titus growled, "Nothing happened. I was just itching to 'play' with a new toy!"

"Oh! Well then, shall we-" The white-hooded man known as Frey was cut off by a wailing over the unnoticed baby monitor lying on the floor in front of the nightstand. The two men stood frozen in place, panic slowly filling them as the wails grew a bit louder and more distressed.

"The literal FUCK, Frey!" Titus began, "I thought you said that only the couple lived in this house! You didn't mention they had a baby!"

"I didn't know! I'd been gathering intel this past week and didn't see anything pertaining to a child!" Frey defended, a bit panicky. "What do we do!"

"Shit!" Titus sighed exasperatedly, "We'll do the only thing we can do... Snatch up the kid and take it back to the house. We'll discuss this with the group."

"The boss ain't gonna be happy about this one... Let's hurry up and find the brat..." Frey sighed.

They searched for the child's room and found it downstairs in the center of the house. It was no wonder Frey didn't know about the child because it wasn't in a position where it could have windows to the outside. The door in front of them that was muffling the wails had polka-dotted bubble letters stuck to the door spelling out "Nursery." As they opened the door they could hear the distressed cries clearly and entered the room.

Titus walked briskly to the crib and as soon as he looked down, his eyes widened and he frowned. He gave out a panicked, "Fuck!"

Frey grew anxious and quickly walked over to see what distressed Titus. He grew scared.

"Twins!? The boss will be furious! What if he puts us through more... 'Lessons'... I can't do that again, man!"

"Shut the hell up Frey! You're making ME scared and upsetting THEM more..." Titus growled. "Shit! Snatch the girl! I've got the boy. Now let's get out of here..."

They grabbed the two babies and started bolting through the nearby woods. After an hour of running deeper and deeper into the dense trees, they came across a mansion they've grown to know as "home." The infants were still crying as they burst through the door, suddenly drawing the attention of all eyes in the room.

"THE FUCK IS THAT, GUYS! WE'RE KILLERS NOT KIDNAPPERS!" a teenage boy wearing a black and green mask shouted.

"We can explain, Ryuu!" Frey shouted with fear in his voice.

"You better..." A low, dangerous voice startled them from behind.

"B-boss!" Titus stuttered, staring up at his 6'7", buff, and broad-shouldered boss. Titus shrunk away. "It was all Frey's fault! He was the one in charge of gathering intel this hunt! I didn't know what to do so I wanted to play it safe and consult you!"

"Way to have my back, Bro." Frey spat out the last word as if it left a horrible taste in his mouth.

"Frey... We'll discuss this another time... Be sure to prepare a valid reason you fucked up or I'll have to prepare a few lessons to reeducate you..." The boss seethed but then slowly relaxed as he sighed out, "For now, let's all sit at the table and discuss the little... 'guests'..."