"Never really bothered me, though. They did have to move me a couple times since I killed a couple guards. I like the guards to be afraid of me. Get that little voice of doubt in their minds to let them know they're not really in control here." Scipio smirked, staring blankly at the floor.
Bridge said nothing, pressing his lips together. There was a sudden jangling of metal, and he jumped. Someone was coming in.
Scipio sighed at the sound and looked up. He hadn't killed any guards lately since he didn't feel like getting moved again, so if it was a guard, they'd likely be okay.
It was indeed a guard, who scanned the place with a flashlight until it landed on Bridge, who shielded his eyes with his hand. The guard nodded and walked over to him silently, shutting the door behind him.
"What're you doing, Dave?" (Random name lol if you wanna change it that's fine) Scipio stood up and approached the guard, giving him a cold glare.
((It's fine lol))
"None of your business," The man grumbled, finally reaching Bridge and couching down in front of him, making him visibly tremble. "Listen, squirt. I have some questions for you. Or rather…the agency does."
Scipio continued glaring at Dave. He wouldn't hesitate to hurt, scare, or kill him if he tried anything.
Dave put a firm hand on Bridge's shoulder, and he froze, fear in his eyes as he stared up at him. "Maybe away from Scorpion here," He hissed, tightening his grip on Bridge's shoulder.
"I told you to stop calling me that." Scipio growled, remaining completely still. It was a bit unnerving. "My name is Scipio."
Between Scipio - whose name Bridge now knew - and Dave, Bridge was absolutely terrified. He brought his knees up to his chest again, before Dave brought him to his feet violently. "This doesn't concern you, Scorpion."
Scipio grabbed the front of Dave's shirt and slammed him up against the wall. "You know better than to test me, Dave." He said quietly, cocking his head slightly to the side. "Don't forget what I did; to your coworkers and countless people you don't know."
Bridge slunk back against the wall, trembling again and sitting down with his knees against his chest, a protective position he'd developed. Dave, meanwhile, gulped and nodded, fear starting to swell in him.
After a few seconds of ensuring that Dave was submissive, Scipio let go of him and walked a short distance away. He still kept a close eye on him, however.
"You know what?" Dave said, his voice cracking once but remaining constant for the rest of his statement. "I'll leave now. But business is business, and I'll be back," He warned, opening the door and slamming it behind him, his footfalls fading away.
"Fucking bastard…" Scipio muttered to himself as he watched Dave leave. "He's probably just getting backup. They do that when I threaten people."
Bridge didn't speak for a while, and he'd ended up closer to where Scipio had been when he'd backed up. He let out a shaky breath, finally speaking. "Thank you."
"For what?" Scipio looked over at Bridge, confused. "I didn't do anything worthy of thanks."
"You just did," He said quietly. "You scared him away from me."
"Oh, that… don't worry about it. Fuckin' hate that guy. He knows my name…" Scipio shook his head in distaste.
"But would you have done it if I wasn't there?" Bridge asked, glancing away for a moment. "I think Scipio is a coo name."
"Eh, maybe… if he kept calling me scorpion. I don't actually care that much, but I like to scare him." Scipio smirked a bit. "And yeah, it's a weird name. I'm Italian, so you know…"
"Really?" He looked up. "That's cool. I don't think it's weird."
Scipio nodded. "Oh look, he's coming back." He looked up at the cell doors. "And he brought his friends again."
Two other, tougher-looking guards were with him this time - no weapons except themselves. Dave unlocked the door and came inside, crouching in front of Bridge again. "Now you gotta come with me, kid."
"He doesn't want to go. Fuck off." Scipio dragged Dave to his feet and stood between the guards and Bridge.