Kidnapped By Assassins: A Hacker's Story

6. weird moments & important promises

Jordan Maston POV

Woohoo! Free trip to London...Not... being stuck in a plane, alright 'Private jet' is not all what its cracked up to be, especially seeing that I was abducted from my apartment and shoved into a car with a bunch of evilly attractive guys. Being kidnapped was bad enough, but being kidnapped by Assassins, yes you heard right, assassins! and now being stuck in a plane bound for London, it sounded like a bad joke or a horny woman's wacked dream, but for me it was living hell. I'm a nobody, a nerdy geek, with good grades, a loner who prefers her own company and not the attention many girls would die for. I don't have friends, just people I felt that I didn't want to punch in the face as much as others. Now add 'Hacker' into the mix and I'm a sarcastic and rude, 'female dog' as said by the popular d***s at Vale High. I've been in this prison of a plane for 5 hours, after my unprecedented sneaking, my kidnappers refused to take their eyes off me, they took it in turns to sleep, with one person to remain awake to watch me.

Assholes. if they didn't want me to snoop they should have hidden their 'secret documents' of the people they killed better. I mean, honestly, if you kill people for a living you wouldn't leave all the incriminating evidence shoved in a cupboard on the plane that you are using to transport a kidnapped individual. honestly guys, separate your criminal activities. God.

I can't lie, I was terrified, of them, of the others I was meant to meet, and mostly, what they wanted me to do. I figured that it had to be something to do with my hacking. In their file it said 'locate and contain hacker' but I had absolutely no idea what they wanted me to do, I have done many illegal things, hell, I hacked into the FBI, but these guys were killers, and their boss made them take me. But why? Something tells me that its meant to be big, and that I wasn't going to like doing it.

I was looking down at my hands, fidgeting in my seat. we'd been on the plane for over 5 hours, leaning closer to six I think, not completely sure honestly. After my snooping session they decided to move me to a window seat, which meant if I wanted to get up I had to pass all of them. I have to admit they were pretty smart. suppose they had to be, to kill people and not get caught. it was beginning to get darker outside, I would say it would be late afternoon, early evening by the time we got to London, seeing it takes roughly 12 hours from Los Angeles to London. Don't ask me how I know that I just do... I lifted my eyes up from my lap and I realised that Eli was asleep and it was Miles that was now watching me. The Shirtless-Wonder, just my luck. He was smirking at me, his eye were boring into mine, i stared at him for a moment and rolled my eyes as I looked away and out the window. i heard a click and my head jerked around to see Miles unbuckle his seat belt and stand up to walk over to me. f**k. Can't i just be a terrified kidnapped girl, without being close to sexy men? apparently not.

"Hey Princess" he says as he sits down in the seat next to me. I don't reply and turn to look back out the window, hoping that he'd take a hint and that I didn't want to talk him. "Common' Princess, look at me..."his voice trails off, as I felt his hand touch my arm, I flinch and pull away from him, looking him dead in the eye, with shear fear, horror and disgust in my eyes. he sighs heavily before standing up and walking over to Jace who was over the other side of the isle opposite me.

"Jace? Jace?.." He says shoving Jace until he awakens. "What?!" he replies irritated. "its your turn to watch Princess" he says with a smirk turning to look at me. God, enough with the Princess, Angel and sweetheart Bullshit! I roll my eyes at them as i see Jace smirk. "Sure, you get some sleep, I'm sure we can keep one another occupied." he replies sinisterly. great. what the f**k has he got planned? not sure if i wanted that question answered however.

I saw Miles slump into a seat next to Jace and stick in his head phones, and closed his eyes. Jace however was staring at me. His eyes were staring at me, actually if felt that he was staring into my soul, attempting to figure me out. I pull my tie around throw over tighter around my body and tuck it in place, I was figeting in my chair, his gorgon stare was making me so uncomfortable, even more than just being surrounded by killers. I unlock my seat belt and begin to stand up. Before he had a chance to ask where I was going I spoke out loud. "I'm just going to the bathroom" my voice was quite but he seemed to hear me and nodded in response. I sped as fast as I could towards the lavatory without tripping or hinting to Jace how uncomfortable he made me. I opened the door and stepped inside. I closed the door and locked it. My hands were shaking, and my breathing was heavy,

Okay, okay, calm down, you can do this, you broke that asshole's nose, you can deal with being surrounded by murderers, and I'm sure you can deal with flying to Europe...

"great, even my thoughts are unsure, that's a confidence boost." I say sarcastically to myself in the mirror. I pee and then proceed to wash my hands, splashing water on my face in an attempt to calm myself and psych myself up to go back to my seat. I took another deep breath to calm my nerves. Dried my hands.

Okay, I can... No. I CAN do this!

I look in the mirror as I open the door.

"f**k me! Jace, you...you shouldn't sneak up on a Kidnapped chick!" I stare at him in awe as he stared at me, looking me up and down. "well, if you insist Jordan" my eyes widen at the thought of his s****l innuendo. "f**k off" I say as I push his chest with my hands, to no avail, my scrawny arms seemed to do absolutely nothing. I push his chest again in an attempt to walk out of the tiny bathroom. Jace stares at me and laughs to himself before he grabs my waist. "w...what the hell are you doing!" I whisper-shout at him, as he wraps my legs around his waist and I nearly fall backwards I throw my hands and grab onto his shoulders, "what the f**k are you doing!" I ask as he has his hands on my back. "well princess I was, just wanting to talk..." he replies as he walks into the back part of the plane, "t...talk? What the fu-"his sudden movement almost causes me to fall backwards." I sweat to God if you drop me... "I say as I attempt to get a grip around his waist, I flex my thighs and gripped tighter. " you do realise that I do have legs, and that I can walk... "I say as I shift my weight around.

" yes well, I thought this would be more fun, instead of throwing you over my shoulder" he turns around as I roll my eyes at him, and sits down on a low lying couch on the side of the plane. Again almost making me fall backwards. I started to move around in an attempt to get off him.

"what are you doing?" he asks

"I'm getting off you."

"why would you be doing that?" he asks coyly

"are you serious? You are one of the people who kidnapped me!" I reply as I slide off to the side of him. "and why the hell are you so interested in me? You broke into my apartment and threw me into the back of your car and now I'm stuck in a plane for 12 hours with the people who kidnapped me, which I found out that you are assassins, that you f*****g kill people for a living"I huff at him leaning up against the back of the couch.

"fine then. Let's start shall we?"

Did he not just hear all the s**t I f*****g told him!?

Apparently not...

"mmmm.... How about I start?" I nod in response, attempting to control my anger when he just ignored me.

"what do you want to know?" he says raising an eye brow at me.

I think for a minute before asking. "what's your full name?" pretty basic, not delving in too much. And I can tell the police their names once I escape once we land. Good plan. Good. Plan.

"my full name is Jason Michael Bla- wait a minute, you're trying to find out who we are so you can escape again..." he says.

Fuck. f**k Feking f**k. Quick. Think of an excuse fast!!

"actually..." I pause "I just wanted to get to know you, I mean, it seems that whoever you work for has gone to so much trouble to get me that I doubt I'm going to be allowed to leave soon... Right?" I raise my eye brow for a response.

"mmm...fair point, but you're not going to find out my last name..."

Bugger.

"okay fine, what do you want to ask me then?" I reply a little too fast, changing the subject. Jace noticing my anger. He answers almost straight away.

"why do you live in an apartment all alone, when you're still in school?"

Seems like he actually wants to know me. I guess it shouldn't hurt telling the truth...

"I'm adopted, I don't know my biological parents, but my adoptive parents, I've been with for over 11 years now, they move around a lot, and for me they bought the apartment and send me money." I pause, feeling a wave of sadness envelope me. I clear my throat and asked my next question.

" how old are you? "

" I'm 21" he replies.

"oh. Okay"

"what? Are you worried that I'm too old for you?" he says with a smirk.

"f**k off..." I said returning a smirk. He laughed at my response.

"h-how many people... Why do you kill people?" I ask, changing my question half way through.

He sighs heavily. "I've been killing people for 5 years, I was 17 when they came and took me."

"took you? Who took you?" I ask quietly, yet curious. Jace began speaking and I couldn't take my eyes off him, I saw such sadness in his eyes.

"my parents were killed in a car accident and I had no one to look after me, a man came and took me from my hometown and trained me to kill people, the first person I killed was the man that killed my parents. The driver of the other car."

Jace Blanely POV

She was staring at me, she didn't know how to respond, but I did just tell her that I've been killing people for the last five years. So I honestly had no idea how she would react. She seems to be taking it rather well.

" I'm sorry that that happened to you." she says as she looks in my eyes, I see a sad smile appear on her lips. Her beautiful lips.

I took a deep breath. "there is one thing you need to know about me Jordan. And that's that I don't kill anyone who doesn't deserve it. Every one of the 147 people I've killed deserve it.

"A-a hundred-and-forty-seven people? You've killed that many people?" I don't know what was in her eyes but it was more than horror. Surprise perhaps?

"yes, and every single one of them deserved what happened to them..." I answered coldly. "however they deserved what happened to them, you didn't. Unlike them, you didn't kill people or rape young women or traffic young kids. You did not deserve any of this. I don't even know why the boss wants you" why Kane wants you...

A few minutes of silence pass and I finally ask her the question I've wanted to ask from the start.

"are you scared?"

Jordan Maston POV

Afrer hearing that he's killed nearly one hundred and fifty people I should run in the other direction, but he said they deserved it. Human traffickers, rapists, and murderers. I'm none of those horrible things that lack the qualities of human beings.

But... Am I scared?

"scared? No... I'm f*****g terrified! But... Not of you apparently, to be honest you seem like the most sane, and I think that's saying something, seeing I'm in a plane with a bunch of killers so... " I retort, attempting to be strong.

Jace ponders for a moment before talking again. "mmmm.... Do you want to speak to your parents?"

"w... What?..." I ask in surprise.

"Do you want to speak to your parents?" he ask again, slower.

"why would you do that?" I ask.

"because, I know what your going through, now is that a yes or a no?"

He did just say that he was taken, similarly to me. He's probably the person closest to this situation you're in.

"uhh...yes..." I say with a sincere smile.

"okay, you can speak to them, hell tell them that you were kidnapped, but I doubt this is about ransom. And besides... They aren't going to find you." he says, he seems sad? Is he sad for me? Did he actually want to do this or not? I nod in response to his words. I don't think he's lying. And it means I can speak to mum. Mum!

He pulls out my phone and types my mum's number into his phone. Probably untraceable. Fabulous...but I need to stop complaining, he's letting me call my parents for christ sake.

" alright, it's calling. I'll leave you alone for a minute." he says with a small smile. He's kind of being nice..?

"okay" I reply as he stands up, hands me the phone and walks into the other part of the plane.

*ring ring*

*ring ring*

"h-hello?" I hear mum's voice and I feel the tears fill my eyes and begin to fall on my cheeks.

"m-mum?"

"Jordan? On my beautiful girl! W-where are you? What happened?"

"uhh....a bunch of g-guys broke into the apartment and threw me in the back of a car and now we're on a plane to-to I don't know." wait. Why am I lying? They could find me easier. "they kill people mum. They are assassins, they kill people mum." I'm lying because I couldn't live with myself if they got hurt. I can deal with this but I don't know if they could.

"kill people? Jordan calm down honey okay, hey take it easy, it it's going to be okay, we're going to find you! I promise." I swear that I could feel that she was crossing her heart, it's how she made her promises.

"Mia? Where are you sweetheart?" I hear dad's voice on the other end.

"Ethan! Its Jordan." She's on the phone, "some... Someone took her..." I heard mum's voice break as I heard dad take the phone.

"baby? Are you okay baby?"

"I'm. O-okay dad" I say, wiping away the tears that didn't stop falling.

"what do they want? We can get money"

"dad." I say firmly, the tears still flowing down my face. "I don't think they want money, I think they want me to do some for them..."

As I was about to continue Jace sprints back in. "you need to hang up, if the others find out... You need to end the call. Now" I saw the anxiety in on his face and heard the severity in his voice.

"m...mum, dad, I need to go, before they find out I called you. I... I love you both so much. I will get back... I don't know how.. But I will." I hear their voices and their cries as I end the call.

I stand up wiping away the tears handing the phone back to Jace as I walk past him. Giving him a small thankful smile. He smiles back at me. I walk back into the seated part of the plane to see the others were awake. They were all staring at me as I walked back toward my seat.

"what were you doing!?" I hear Eli ask angerly. I remain quite. As Jace walks in. He places his hand at the back of his neck, attempting to convey amusement "I may have gotten a bit handsy when she was too long in the bathroom." he lied? He wasn't meant to let me call my parents... But he did. why?

I hear them laugh as I sit back down in my seat.

"must have been an urgent s**t Jace" Leo snickers.

I move around in the chair again and cross my legs in the seat, clicking the seat belt in place one again. I turn and look out the window again, attempting to calm myself and my mind.

He let me call mum and dad, he lied about it, he's been in a similar situation like this. Maybe he isn't that bad? I still don't know what to believe.

I feel a tear fall down my face.

I suppose I'm just going to have to take things as they come. At least I know more about one of my kidnappers and tormentors. One down, five to go. Eli, Leo, Miles, Knox and.... The Boss. Prepare yourselves boys, I'm coming for you.

I'm coming for you.