BAM! His fist collides with my face again, his anger being released upon me. "You little shit! Where is he?! Where is Rampage?!" He yells at me, socking me in the face again. My nose is gushing blood, and the side of my mouth also has a stream of blood running from it. My black eye opens just enough to see the brute interrogating me. His gray shirt is too tight, and I can clearly see his massive muscles, not that I needed to. I had already felt the damage they could do. He had a crew cut in his blonde hair, and a large, muscular face that had anger written all over it. The dark room I am in is a stereotypical interrogation room, but a bit seedier. A single, dim light bulb hangs from the ceiling, and the chair I'm tied to is hard, cold metal. Mr. Brute punches me again, and repeats his question. "I aint gunna ask you again, Carnage. Where's Rampage?" I bite my lip. I can't rat out Dean. He's my older brother. And if I'm right, Jon and Lui are with him. I cant put them in danger. Dean has to take care of them. I don't know what he's done this time, but it must be bad if these people are using me to try and locate him. So I give them some false info. "Look, Dean might be my brother, but I don't always know his whereabouts. I do, however, know that he is probably in Michigan, at his apartment, fucking some bitch. It's in Travis City. 13 Bradly Street. Now can I go?" I say. Looking at the camera taping me, I smirk. "This fucktard smells like a camel's asshole, and it's making me a bit nauseous." Brute growls, and gives me one last punch to the stomach. I gasp for air, lacking any of my own. The metal door to the room opens, and a tall man followed by a girl about my age, about 15, walk in. I ignore the man, and stare at the girl. She has blonde hair, and a black skull mask covering her face. The man stands by the door, and Brute leaves. The girl kneels down in front of me, and hold my face with one hand. She looks me up and down, her blue eyes meeting mine. "Spenser Carnage. I can't believe I have finally met you. My name is Mercy. It's a name you should fear, and not soon forget. I have the second highest kill count. Behind you. You're a legend to me. And I have been tasked with finding your brother, Dean Rampage. He killed my older sister for a bounty. And now you've told me where to find him. Thank you." She lifts her mask, and her face is beautiful. Her lips are thin and perfectly red. I stare at her, and I realize my mouth is hanging open, so I snap it shut. She smirks, and leans in close to me. She whispers in my ear, "I'll see you again, Spenser. We were meant for each other." And she pulls me into a kiss. A perfect kiss. I close my eyes and imagine if my hands weren't tied I would hold her perfect face in my hands. Mercy. She is perfect. And then she lets me go, and I sit entranced as she smiles and pulls her mask back down, exiting the room and leaving me alone to comprehend what just happened. 

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