The leader, the follower, the aid, the brute, the cyanide.

[nagisa.]

Andrio growled, but nodded. He was exhausted, so he supposed it was a good idea. He slid into a sleeping bag next to Fiera, hugging her through it. He quickly fell asleep.

[Simon-Says]

Erik sighed too and watched out for anything out of the ordinary. He paced and thought about something that he could do that would gain him Andrio's trust. But his mind was blank.

[nagisa.]

Hours passed, and the pair snoozed peacefully. Andrio rested, but uneasily. He hated it, but he wished that particular part of his family wasn't so... so... Oh who knows? He sighed, rolling over to receive a less than satisfactory awakening. "Fiera! Get out!" he shouted. Their tent, was currently on fire.

[Simon-Says]

Erik leaped to his feet when he heard the footsteps. There was a rush of air and then the tent was ablaze. He opened his mouth to call out, fearing for the safety of his daughter and nephew, but he was punched in the stomach by a tall man and Erik doubled over, coughing and sputtering. The man pushed Erik to the ground and he landed with a dull thud, the air being driven from his body as he was just getting it back.
Fiera jumped up, grabbed her bow and quiver and grabbed Andrio's hand pulling him out of the tent. She saw the man push Erik and heard the thud, wincing at the noise. She heard a huge gust of air exit from his mouth and she knew that he wouldn't be coming to their aid until he regained his breath.

[nagisa.]

With a flick of his wrist, and a pull of the trigger, Andrio lodged two sniper rounds in the chest of the man who assaulted his uncle. But, he couldn't move fast enough to do the same to the one who slammed the butte of a gun into the back of his head. He fell, immediately unconscious. The same, sadly, happened to Fiera. They quickly dragged her away to where ever they'd entered, but one large man aimed his gun at Andrio.

[Simon-Says]

Erik tried to yell out his nephew's name, but his breath wasn't back and when Andrio fell unconscious, he felt as though it was he fault, and felt the same way when Fiera fell with a thud. As the man pointed a gun at Andrio, Erik scrambled to his feet and jumped in front of the unconscious Andrio.

[nagisa.]

Bang!

A bullet placed itself in Erik's shoulder. The man then shoved him aside, an grabbed Andrio. He then followed the one who'd taken Fiera, and the dispersed without a trace, leaving him to bleed.

[Simon-Says]

Erik cried out at the sudden pain and dropped to his knees, pressing a hand against the wound. His face twisted in pain and he tried to stand, but the pain kept him on his knees. He groaned and pulled himself to his feet. He had to find Fiera and Andrio, he wouldn't just let them go like that. Blood trickled from the wound and made Erik feel weak and light headed.

[nagisa.]

They were tossed in a van. Which was surprising considering the current state the world was in. The men spoke to one another, "Who'd the kid shoot?" said one. His voice was gruff, sounding like a smoker. "Jack." replied a lighter, younger male voice. "Hm... Well, that other man will be following us. After we kill'em all, that stash is ours." he laughed. Andrio lay next to Fiera, blood loosely leaking from the wound on the back of his head.

[Simon-Says]

Erik came to his feet and stared after the men. If he was to die, which he sincerely hoped he didn't, he wanted to at least die trying to save his nephew and his daughter. Hayli seated herself next to Fiera, and brushed a gentle hand over the girl's cheeks hoping the coldness of her transparent hand would be enough to wake her, it wasn't.