The Truth or Dare Job, Part Seventeen, Leverage (vamp!Nate verse), PG-13
Fandom: Leverage (Vamp!Nate verse)
Title: The Truth or Dare Job, Part Seventeen (Index to Vamp!Nate: Index)
Pairings/Characters: Chaos, Hardison
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 604
Summary: Hardison gets more information from Chaos and tries to work out a plan with Nate.
A/Ns & Summary: Seventeenth chapter of a 25 chapter arc, for my angst_bingo card, found here. For the prompt "Poisoning".
“Poison?” Hardison asked, biting down on his panic. Nate was loose and Eliot was on his way. He’d be okay, they would save him.
“Haven’t figured out what it is. He has a counter agent, he’s using it as leverage.”
“So the hack?”
Chaos shook his head. “Just an excuse to get you here. I needed you here and not in some one of his trap rooms.”
“You? Need me?” Hardison sat back and crossed his arms. “Let me record that.”
“Funny. It’s the poison. It fucks with your head. I programmed this place before it started getting bad, now I can’t…” He waved his hand at the consoles. “I could care less about you and your little crew, but I’m not ready to die.”
“And you left the soda there for me to drink?” Hardison asked.
“I…” Chaos shook his head again. “I didn’t think about it. Look, we don’t have much time. Did you get Ford out of the freezer?”
“Yeah, he’s out. Looking for Ryna.”
Chaos shook his head. “Forget the girl. He won’t hurt her. He’s…I don’t know…brainwashing her or something.”
“He who?” Hardison crossed his arms as Chaos started to pace.
“Victor Avonski.” Chaos wiped his face on his sleeve, his pacing getting more agitated.
Hardison could see why. He didn’t know much about Eliot’s past. The real past, back before everything. Eliot kept it pretty hidden. What he did know was that Avonski was a bad dude. Bad as they came. Former KGB with ties to the Russian mob, not above using children as bombs against enemies, he was a nasty guy to come up against.
“Spencer did something…years ago. I don’t know what. Avonski plans on making him pay by taking away everything Spencer has…which I presume means you losers…before he takes Spencer apart piece by piece.”
“Okay, one thing at a time. We need to find Nate and get him looking for the antidote.” Hardison said, turning back to the computer system. He imagined he could feel the poison working, but he knew it was too soon. It was just his head working against him.
Hardison went back to screening through the cameras. “What is this place?”
Chaos finally stopped pacing and pulled up a chair beside him. “He built it like a maze. Dead ends and torture rooms…the freezer, there’s a…a sun room too, ultraviolet light and other things…” Chaos trailed off and Hardison stopped flipping through the cameras when he spotted Nate.
“There. Where is there?” Hardison hit Chaos on the shoulder. “Where is he?”
“That’s…” Chaos squinted at the screen. “South end, near the sun...sun room.”
“How do I talk to him?”
Chaos’ eyes were closed. Hardison shook him. “Come on.” There was no waking him though. “Damnit.” He hacked into the security like he had before, hoping he was isolating the right area before activating the audio. “Nate, stop.”
Nate froze, his eyes tracking for the camera. “The whole place is a walking booby trap. One of the doors near you is going to lead you to a room with artificial sun, extra hot, extra crispy.”
“Which one?”
“I don’t know. I’m trying to hack this backwards system, but the idiot that put it together was whacked out on drugs.”
“What’s going on?”
“Avonski is setting a trap for Eliot. We’re both the bait and the means of torture.”
He worked the keyboard. “I need you to find an antidote.”
“An antidote for what?” Nate asked, moving closer to the camera.
“He poisoned…well…me…by proxy. It’s a long story. But he has the antidote, presumably here.”
“Where’s Eliot?”
“On his way. I hope.”
Title: The Truth or Dare Job, Part Seventeen (Index to Vamp!Nate: Index)
Pairings/Characters: Chaos, Hardison
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 604
Summary: Hardison gets more information from Chaos and tries to work out a plan with Nate.
A/Ns & Summary: Seventeenth chapter of a 25 chapter arc, for my angst_bingo card, found here. For the prompt "Poisoning".
“Poison?” Hardison asked, biting down on his panic. Nate was loose and Eliot was on his way. He’d be okay, they would save him.
“Haven’t figured out what it is. He has a counter agent, he’s using it as leverage.”
“So the hack?”
Chaos shook his head. “Just an excuse to get you here. I needed you here and not in some one of his trap rooms.”
“You? Need me?” Hardison sat back and crossed his arms. “Let me record that.”
“Funny. It’s the poison. It fucks with your head. I programmed this place before it started getting bad, now I can’t…” He waved his hand at the consoles. “I could care less about you and your little crew, but I’m not ready to die.”
“And you left the soda there for me to drink?” Hardison asked.
“I…” Chaos shook his head again. “I didn’t think about it. Look, we don’t have much time. Did you get Ford out of the freezer?”
“Yeah, he’s out. Looking for Ryna.”
Chaos shook his head. “Forget the girl. He won’t hurt her. He’s…I don’t know…brainwashing her or something.”
“He who?” Hardison crossed his arms as Chaos started to pace.
“Victor Avonski.” Chaos wiped his face on his sleeve, his pacing getting more agitated.
Hardison could see why. He didn’t know much about Eliot’s past. The real past, back before everything. Eliot kept it pretty hidden. What he did know was that Avonski was a bad dude. Bad as they came. Former KGB with ties to the Russian mob, not above using children as bombs against enemies, he was a nasty guy to come up against.
“Spencer did something…years ago. I don’t know what. Avonski plans on making him pay by taking away everything Spencer has…which I presume means you losers…before he takes Spencer apart piece by piece.”
“Okay, one thing at a time. We need to find Nate and get him looking for the antidote.” Hardison said, turning back to the computer system. He imagined he could feel the poison working, but he knew it was too soon. It was just his head working against him.
Hardison went back to screening through the cameras. “What is this place?”
Chaos finally stopped pacing and pulled up a chair beside him. “He built it like a maze. Dead ends and torture rooms…the freezer, there’s a…a sun room too, ultraviolet light and other things…” Chaos trailed off and Hardison stopped flipping through the cameras when he spotted Nate.
“There. Where is there?” Hardison hit Chaos on the shoulder. “Where is he?”
“That’s…” Chaos squinted at the screen. “South end, near the sun...sun room.”
“How do I talk to him?”
Chaos’ eyes were closed. Hardison shook him. “Come on.” There was no waking him though. “Damnit.” He hacked into the security like he had before, hoping he was isolating the right area before activating the audio. “Nate, stop.”
Nate froze, his eyes tracking for the camera. “The whole place is a walking booby trap. One of the doors near you is going to lead you to a room with artificial sun, extra hot, extra crispy.”
“Which one?”
“I don’t know. I’m trying to hack this backwards system, but the idiot that put it together was whacked out on drugs.”
“What’s going on?”
“Avonski is setting a trap for Eliot. We’re both the bait and the means of torture.”
He worked the keyboard. “I need you to find an antidote.”
“An antidote for what?” Nate asked, moving closer to the camera.
“He poisoned…well…me…by proxy. It’s a long story. But he has the antidote, presumably here.”
“Where’s Eliot?”
“On his way. I hope.”