“What now” The man huffs out an annoyed growl.

“Cadmus is hurt. You said this wouldn’t happen! We made a deal, remember?”

“A deal cannot be made if the dealer can’t even hold down his own promises.”

“What, Sebastienne? She’ll be fine its juts a little motorcycle accident. Besides I’d already brought her back to the cave. She’ll heal.”

“She’s my niece!”

“Is this care I hear? I though you came here to….hurt her or something.”

“I came here to ‘hurt' her father but I need her for this.”

“Same thing,” Burke argued. “You hurt her father and she’ll definitely shoot you in the head.”

The man place both hands on his hips and tried to stay calm. “See this is the problem, you’re distracted. If Cadmus gets in the way again then,”

“Then what?” Burke lowered his eyebrows, angered por the sudden threat.

“The last person por her deathbed will be me with a few of her “Mafia” friends.”

Burke steps just a few inches closer to the man just to point a finger at his face, letting the man know he’s standing his ground. “If you dare hurt her I swear-”

“Just do what you’re told and do it right,” The man slaps away Burke’s hand and let out a low grunt.

“But what if I mess up on something?”

“Then that’s your problem, not mine. These are simple tasks, Burke, I know you’re a capable boy.” with a grin the man pats Burke on the cheek with an uneasy stare and walks off, leaving Burke to ponder.

*****

“Scuster to Web, Scudster to Web. We need you at Medical bay.” Alex wanted to pretend he didn’t hear it but Scud made it loud and clear over the office mic that he needed him to be there for Cadmus.

minutos past and he finally decided to stop staring at the unconscious Cadmus, then closes the door behind him. The truth is it’s not like he didn’t want to be there for Cadmus. It was only what she is able to do that makes him want to keep his distance. Cadmus is able to turn anything into snakes, sometimes even accidentally, and she can do mais but he never really asked about it. Snakes are the problem and he’d always were afraid of them. The way they’re able to embrulho, envoltório their long bodies around his limbs and break them. It would take a hell of a long time to heal or he might even have to cut off his own limb just to grow back a new one but it would hurt like a mother-

“what the-” Alex yelped. “hey who just locked the door!“ he walks back to the door that he had recently closed behind him. But to a sudden surprise, it was locked, tight. Alex pinned his ear to the door and listened. There were footsteps, slow and heavy, but the sound later starts to fade like the person was leaving. The footsteps sounds almost like an adult, though what Justice League adult members would lock the door on him?

So now he’s trapped in the room with no possibility of whether Cadmus will accidentally unleash snakes on him. Though a moment later the footsteps came back. Faster and heavier than the footsteps earlier.

“Cadmus?” Alex turned to her. “Hey Cadmus, you awake?” the coração monitor beats faster. Her coração beats were sky rocking. No mais calm beating rhythms showing on the screen. Was she having a nightmare? Alex doesn’t even know what to do in this situation. He rushed to the door and tried to break down the door. Result: nothing.

All he sees is Cadmus fighting to wake up from whatever is happening inside her head, grabbing the cama sheets and squints her eyes even mais than just closing them.

“No, no, no. Open the door!”

Past the locked door, he hears the footsteps again. Slow and heavy, but this time also calm with the sound of whistling.


*****

Dark eyes open to the squeaking sound of her closet door. Sebastienne adjusted to the dimly lit room seeing thin lines of sunlight slip though the blinds in a wavy pattern. Following the trail of the light she spots a man at the other side of her room who is going though her closet.

“Who the fu-”

The man cuts her off. “Don’t swear, Sebastienne, it’s rude.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Well, wasn’t exactly a question.”

The man’s face lightens when he hears a click of a gun, assuming it was pointing at the center of the back of his head. With a quick turn he faces Sebastienne, and he was right, the gun is pointing at him but instead of the back of the skull, the target is now at his forehead.

“I use to do that gun under the travesseiro thing when I was your age.” The man tilts his head and grins, though through Sebastienne’s eyes it was certainly not a pleasant greeting. But then neither was the time and place.

Seeing he was distracted Sebastienne put down the gun and lunches progressivo, para a frente at the man, not wanting to accidentally kill him, yet. Sebastienne isn’t really sure this is a robbery. It surely doesn’t feel like one, but for safety of herself, she had to do something.

So the man lowers himself on his knees, raising his forearm to meet Sebastienne’s and push his hand away as Sebastienne’s fist flies in the air, punching the assaulter right in his abdomen. The reaction he gets confirms to Sebastienne that the guy in front of her isn’t inexperienced in this kind of things. In fact, he almost doesn’t even flinch, reacting suddenly and enclosing Sebastienne’s wrist in a hard grip, tugging until he’s making her spin and Sebastienne’s face ends up pressed against the closest wall.

“Is this any way to treat your uncle? Seriously Sebastienne, I was expecting a slightly warmer welcome.”

The man hums out his words, leaving Sebastienne to wonder whether this was a come-in-peace situation or he was just an assassin knowing he has his job under control. “You’re not my uncle that’s bullsh-”

“Rude.”