Heart is Full

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[center [size11 {X} is your run of the mill evil genius. He tries to take over the world, he gets stopped, he breaks free of prison, or gets acquitted, he goes home to his wife and kids, rinse and repeat. {X} was beyond bored with his life until {Y} showed up.]]

[center [size11 {Y} is the spy that all spy movies loved to portray. He had a smile that could win the world, charisma for days, and intelligence to the boot. Everyone loved {Y} but himself. {Y} had nothing to come home to but a small terrier and a bottle of whiskey, that he didn't even like. {Y} was tired and worn out; counting down the days until he could retire. That was until his latest assignment, stopping {X}. ]]

[center [size11 {Y}'s mission ended poorly and soon he finds himself imprisoned by {X}. He has accepted his demise but it seems like {X} has other plans.]]

[center [size11 {X} has found himself falling in love with the spy. The spy he knew about before {Y} was even exposed as a spy. {X} doesn't know what to do. Kill {Y}? Let him go {Y}? Divorce his wife and ride off into the sunset with {Y}? {X} just didn't know what to do. ]]

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An involuntary hiss left Theodore’s lips as the bag was pulled from his head and he was greeted with blinding light. The light wasn’t even that bright once his eyes were able to adjust to it but it was those few painful seconds where the light bloody burned. With his eyesight restored he was able to scan over his surroundings. Milo Alexander was the nearest thing to him and was as handsome as his pictures had suggested. If Milo wasn’t his target then Theodore would have probably started to shamelessly flirt with the man and peacock in front of him. Sadly, Milo was his target and his hands were tied up so he couldn’t even fix his own hair to make him look more presentable. Theo just knew that his black hair was standing up a million different ways instead of his perfectly gelled back style he kept it in.

Beyond Milo he saw very little things of interest. They were in a basement was the knot thing Theo could tell and that was based off the nondescript boxes, pipes, and what he was assuming to be stairs. He wasn’t too sure that they were stairs with the light being dim that far out but he was okay with assuming that the shapes he saw were stairs. Before Theo could ponder more about where he was Milo was talking.

Of course the man wanted answers and they were answers that he wasn’t going to be sharing. Milo would be a fool to think that Theodore would divulged any answers to his questions. To be fair Theo didn’t have all the answers on why his organization wanted Milo. He knew that Milo had committed some crime but what it was had been classified to him. Theodore didn’t bother asking why so much information was classified or why he didn’t have the need to know. At the time he didn’t care now he somewhat wished he had asked some more questions. Just so he could know more on why they wanted Milo so badly. Especially since his life was at stakes.

To emphasize how bad a position Theo was in Milo tightened the bindings on his wrists. They were tighter than before and the rubbed raw skin started to throb. He probably shouldn’t have tried to break free so early. It would have saved him from more discomfort but hindsight was 20/20 and here he was listening to Milo’s questions and his rant. Through the whole rant he remained silent. He didn’t have the answers to the questions the Milo posed not the willingness to answer.

That was until he Milo turned on him and wrapped his hands around Theodore’s throat. Theo’s head smacked harshly into the wall and Theo knew that a horrible headache would be coming. That is if he survives being choked out. Milo seemed to be angry and one wrong move and his fragile windpipe could be snapped. Would that be too bad? He wouldn’t see Colonel again but the pup was young enough that he would be fine in a new home. Not only that but his loyalty to the organization that he had been involved in since he could remember was winning out. Theo’s adoptive father had been an agent and when Theodore turned 18 he also had joined up. His loyalty ran deep.

Taking as deep of a breath as he could he met Milo’s eyes with his dark brown ones. “Then you are wasting five minutes,” he challenged while his heart began to pound painfully in his chest. This wasn’t how he expected to go but it was acceptable.
  .Theo. / GuillotineDreams / 10d 22h 58m 28s
[font "tempus sans itc" Milo cocked his head to the side listening to the male speaking. He could tell that Theodore was out of his element, and the fact he had asked a simple question was throwing him off. He sighed lightly as he debated on what to even say. He was at a loss for words, and he sure as hell didn't know what to say. The male was sarcastic as shit, and he would have loved to hear more, but he did have one thing on his mind. That was making sure the cops were off his case, and he could easily get his little girl.]

[font "tempus sans itc" The male looked around quickly, making sure there was nothing to let Theodore know where he was. The basement was filled with pipes, and boxes. The only window was on the other side of the wall, and Milo felt slightly better. He reached over and pulled the bag off of Theodore's head. He then cocked his head to the side, and took a step back. He bent down, resting his arms across his legs, letting the male get used to the lighting a bit before he finally spoke.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#47A747 "I know you and your buddies are on my case, and I want to know why. Start talking, and tell me what I wanna know, then maybe I might change my mind about killing you"] he said. He let his words hang in the air. He watched the male, and noticed that his wrists were red. He reached over and made sure the bindings were holding. When they were a bit tighter, he seemed to relax a little bit more. He reached up and ran a hand over his chin, and titled his head a bit to the side.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#47A747 "Why were you following me? Huh? Why is there a huge bounty on my head? I didn't do anything wrong, just trying to protect what's mine after all"] he muttered lightly. He stood and started pacing around the room. What was he supposed to do? He was at war with himself, and he felt like he was losing everything around him. The grip he held so tightly too, was slowly slipping though his fingers. He felt like something was missing. Theodore still wasn't talking either. What the hell was he supposed to do?]

[font "tempus sans itc" He sighed a bit as he walked back and forth in front of the male. [#47A747 "What the fuck is wrong with people? Can you really blame a man for wanting to get his child back? Can you? Just because I escaped from prison, doesn't mean shit. I could have done so much more damage"] he breathed out. It was like he was talking to someone else. He stopped pacing and looked at Theodore on the ground. He closed the gap between them, grabbed the male around the throat and hit his head against the wall.]

[font "tempus sans itc" [#47A747 "Start talking, you have five minutes"] he breathed. He kept his hand around the man's throat, and a good grip as well. He wasn't about to let this male off easy. He was going to get what he wanted, no matter the cost.]
  {vιllιan} / MoonBird- / 16d 18h 27m 31s
A few minutes had passed and Theodore could feel himself getting annoyed with the circumstances. He was used to being captured and tied up. Hell his training had a whole month dedicated to him being tied to a radiator with a bag over his head but today he just wasn’t having it. If everything went how he planned it then he would be home right about now curled up with his little Scottie named Colonel while avoiding paperwork. To be more honest he was mostly put out because he wasn’t with his dog. Colonel was the only light in his life and he just wanted to be home.

Theo was about to let out a loud exasperated sigh when he heard sound. Almost instantly he froze and he tried to stay still and pretend he was still asleep but he knew it didn’t work. He had been fidgeting way too much before and there was obvious indications that he already tried to get out. His wrists were probably angry red from the twisting and pulling he had been doing earlier. Theodore’s belief that he failed to appear to be asleep was confirmed when he heard his captor walk up and then some clinking. Soon after they started to talk to him.

Theodore couldn’t help but tilt his head to the side and he felt the cover shift with him. Normally he wasn’t asked how he feeling when captured. His normal greeting tended to be a fist to his stomach and demanding questions. Being asked how he was just kinda of threw him off. “As good as one could be when being tied up with a bag over their head,” he sarcastically responded. These responses tended to be the reason why Theo got very rough treatment. Even his trainers had gotten annoyed with him and his sarcastic responses but it was Theo’s defense mechanism so he would never stop.

Shifting a little bit he relaxed his stiff shoulders a little bit. “Can we make this quick?” He asked. Another thing out of the norm was Theo asking questions but he just wanted this to be over with. Either by him finding a way out or his life ending. He just wanted it to be over with.
  .Theo. / GuillotineDreams / 22d 1h 5m 0s
[font "tempus sans itc" The dark eyes scanned the area around him. He honestly didn't think he would have been able to escape. He finally did, and he was a free man. At least that's how he thought about it. The male licked his lips, and moved deeper into the shadows around him. His heart was hammering inside of his chest, and he ran a hand over his face. He looked up at the window above him, and his heart hammered inside of his chest even more. His daughter was up there, sleeping soundly in her bed. He wanted nothing more than to see her.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He climbed the fire escape, and then found her window. He was glad it was unlocked, and he climbed in through the woman. Seeing the teenager curled up on the bed, made his heart swell. He had been stupid back then. He had taken himself away from the sleeping girl, and she didn't even know him. He knew he didn't have much time though. People would be hunting him down, and he had to get a move on. He did place a small snow globe onto the dresser for her.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He knew that the teen would have questions, so he placed a hand written letter there as well. He walked over to the sleeping form, reached out and touched her forehead lightly. He knelt down beside her bed, leaned over and kissed her forehead. [#47A747 "I love you Bethany, more than my own life. I promise you, once this is all over, I will come back for you"] he whispered. He wasn't about to break this promise either. He would take her away from this hell she was living in. Her mother didn't deserve her either.]

[font "tempus sans itc" As the teen stirred in her sleep, the male took a couple of steps back, and then moved to her window. He climbed back out, closed the window behind him, and climbed back down the way he had come. He jumped down onto the pavement, and then broke out into a run. He ran around a corner, and that's when he spotted Theo. Somehow he had been really lucky with this. He didn't know why, but he had been. He reached into his back pocket, and found the needle he had there. Everything was going as planned for once.]

[font "tempus sans itc" When Theo ran around the corner, and Milo pulled the needle out, and plunged it into the male's neck. When Theo finally stopped fighting, was when he put the bag over the man's head, and then picked him up like he weighed nothing. He carried the limp body though alley's and back roads, so he wouldn't run into more people like the limp male over his shoulder. If he ran into one of those other men, he would be fucked. He licked his lips lightly, and ducked down another alleyway, and slipped deeper into the shadows.]

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[font "tempus sans itc" As the male was waiting for Theo to finally come too, he was in his room laying on the bed. The small house he had found was perfect. He felt like he could make a life for himself here. He had other plan's though, and he wasn't about to stray from the plan. He had to know why Theo was after him. So what if he escaped from prison? He shouldn't have been there in the first place. He hadn't meant to kill people, but he had. They deserved it though.]

[font "tempus sans itc" The male took a breath and pushed himself off of the bed. He then went to the kitchen, and made something to eat. He wasn't about to let his prisoner starve though either. He wasn't that heartless. He licked his lips lightly, as he made a sandwich, and then got some water into a glass. He then took the small plate, and glass down to the basement. When he clicked on the light, he walked down the stairs, and spotted the male starting to come too. Whatever was happening, was happening faster than he thought.]

[font "tempus sans itc" He came to a stop a few feet away from the male. He then sat down on the ground, put the plate and glass beside him, and then put his hands into his lap. [#47A747 "I see you are finally awake. How are you feeling?"] he asked. He licked his lips lightly, letting the air hang around them. He was debating on taking the hood off, but right now he stayed where he was, and let the silence wash over the both of them for the time being.]
  {vιllιan} / MoonBird- / 22d 17h 44m 48s
Theodore’s heart was pounding painfully in his chest as he rounded a corner. He didn't have any direction on which way to go and where safety was. Theo had lost his connection with his handler approximately ten minutes ago and he was flying blind. Normally, he didn't have an issue with operating alone and preferred to but not tonight. Tonight he needed his handler’s aid because he had zero ideas where he was going.

Turning another corner he almost ran into one of the henchmen. The only thing saving Theo from a taser was his quick reflexes as he grabbed the man’s arm and wrenched it away from him. Theodore was pretty sure he heard some cracking but he didn't care. Pulling the man down he brought his knee to meet his victim's face. The moment the two connected his victim was a goner and Theo simply tossed him down before picking up speed.

Normally jobs went much smoother than this. The biggest reason why this job was going so poorly was that his bosses were growing impatient. Theo found it funny that a spy agency could be impatient when everything they did require extreme patience but they were the most impatient people ever. All of his bosses tended to forget what field work was actually like and all the man-hours required to be successful on a mission. They just wanted results instantly which put Theodore in his current predicament. He was able to retrieve the data to implicate Milo but he had to be able to get out of the compound. With each turn, Theo was beginning to lose hope.

“Hotel Romeo?” He quietly called out to the other end. Theo knew that he wasn’t going to get a response through his ear piece but a man could hope.

True to his beliefs he got no response. Sighing he continued running down the corridor Theo began to make another turn when he ran head into a solid mass. Before he could react he was wrapped into a tight grasp and felt a prick to his neck. Theodore’s vision started to blacken at the edge but he continued to fight the grasp that this person had on him. It was all for nothing because a few seconds later he lost the battle with his body and blacked out.

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The first thing Theodore noticed was the pounding in his head followed by the muted darkness that his eyes was greeted with. He could slightly make out some light but he had a feeling that his vision was fuzzy because a bag was over his head. Taking a deep breath the hot and humid air that filled the bag when he exhaled only solidified his beliefs. Shifting carefully and slowly he moved his arms to find them pulled behind his back. His feet also didn’t move which only meant one thing and that was that he was tied up.

This wasn’t the first time Theodore was captured but it could very well be his last. His bosses probably wouldn’t know where he was and therefore there was no hope for an extraction. [i ‘Maybe they could use the chip,’] he thought to himself. Every agent was implanted with a small gps so that recovery would be possible. They never used the chip unless the situation was dire and what was there to say it would work? Theodore’s ear piece was suppose to work in extreme conditions and receive a signal even below ground but it didn’t. Whatever blocked that signal could easily block the signal the gps sent out.

Letting out a soft sigh Theo leaned his head back. He would figure out a way out or die trying.
  .Theo. / GuillotineDreams / 26d 21h 6m 17s

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