Sam

Holy crap. As shots rang out into the air, I moved quickly back into the bush, hiding myself even more, kid? Did they mean me? My family put a hit out on me? 

I have to kneel for a moment, it did make sense that they would, it must mean they know I ran away. Oh gosh, this is all wrong. They must be doing it to find me as quickly as possible, there is no other plausible explanation. 

I needed to get out of here right now, but where do I go after this? It would makes sense to head home rather than run ever further, but do I risk getting caught from these guys? I didn't know if they were going to hurt me, where would they take me?

No, there were too many things that could go wrong in this situation, I had to get back on my own. I just had to find out where I am, how to get to safety, where to get a bus or train from and of course, get there in one piece without being caught from the rest of Rome. Not a difficult situation whatsoever. 

My sarcasm comes through when I'm stressed. Home is the best place to go, ask them myself what the hell was going on. It would also explain Charlie's odd behaviour, there is no way he didn't know, in fact he must of known with how terrified he was of them. 

I had to sit and think about this for a moment. They didn't specify it was my name, they just gave a photo, meaning they must not want people to know who I am so running out to these people and telling them my name will end up in a lot more trouble than good.

Oh, why did I run away? Oh yeah, cause I make stupid decisions out of fear.

After I regained my sanity, reminding myself that if I freak out, I will most likely get caught, I moved forward out of the bush slightly to try and see where the group of super scary dudes went, only to find them gone. 

How long was I freaking out for? Too long apparently as the lights around me turned off and the doors of the warehouses shut automatically. After around ten minutes, I slowly came out of my hiding spot, crouching as I walked. The sound of loud engines and shouting causes me to sneak behind one of the warehouses and look out towards the gates that I couldn't see before.

"Follow us down to main base, a few of the main family are gonna be there so watch your manners, don't get me in shit", The leader with the crescent tattoo shouted over the noise as they all cheered together. 

As they all rode away from me, screaming and yelling with their guns in the air, I held my hands over my ears as they were deafened by the overwhelming noise of it all.  They were not discreet whatsoever, meaning they didn't care who heard or saw them, making them extremely dangerous people. 

Was it the right idea to stay hidden, probably? I watched the direction they were heading, trying to listen to see how long it took for the noise they were producing to stop. It took around 3 minutes for them to completely disappear from view. 

Great, I'm going to be walking forever! Good thing it wasn't too dark yet, it was around 1 when I left the mansion which didn't really help me as I have no idea how long we were driving for. I sighed deeply, annoyed at getting myself in this situation. 

As I stood thinking for a moment, I heard the sound of engines coming back. One engine to be specific on a motorbike. It was scar face, shouting at someone on the phone.

"The kid? Shut the fuck up man, I'm not that stupid", He said loudly, obviously pissed off. As he got off his bike, he brought his gun out of his back pocket and aimed it at the warehouse.

"No way man, the world would know if Devin Keller had a daughter, it would be fucking everywhere", He yelled once again as my breathing became slower as he came closer to the doors. He pulled a remote out of his pocket and pressed a few buttons on it as it scanned his finger print.

What kind of futuristic technology have they got here, especially for a gang like this. It makes me think they are way more relevant in my family that I originally thought. 

Devin Keller is also someone I really need to research, Charlie never said anything about our father and never have I questioned it. Maybe I just didn't want to know, our mother died so she had an excuse on leaving us, but what was his?

"Look dude, a motion sensor went off so I got to check it out and then I will be right there", He said quickly, getting annoyed at the guy on the other side of the phone. He sighed and rolled his eyes as he looked around, looking under cars casually. 

Of course they would of motion sensors, who doesn't have motion sensors to catch people breaking into their warehouses? Oh yeah, normal people with a lot less to lose. 

"Whatever man, just don't piss of the triplets before I get there, you know how they can be, they wouldn't hesitate to shoot you if you said anything to annoy them", He said calmly, as if it was normal to just shoot people whenever they felt like it. 

Charlie was right about being afraid of our brothers, though I still couldn't imagine them killing someone. Max and Aiden maybe, but the rest of them seemed too...sweet. 

"Okay bye", Scar face replied on the phone, hanging up and putting it into his back pocket. After a few minutes of slowly breathing in and out, a notification came through onto his phone, causing him to look into my direction with his gun pointed up. 

Oh shit.

"Whoever is there, I will shoot you if you don't come out right now!", He yelled, turning the safety off on his gun, I could see his grin from here. He was enjoying this way too much. At this point, I really didn't have a choice but to come out. 

"Okay, don't shoot", I said quietly, causing his facial expression to change completely, probably because he realises I'm not trying to steal from them. I slowly came out from behind the warehouse as he slowly put his gun down.

He paused for a moment as his facial expression froze. 

"Holy crap, it's you", He said quietly, breathing quicker as he threw his hand to his head full of hair, I think he had a man bun on the top but I couldn't fully tell from here. As he yelled curse words, I moved back slowly. 

"No, wait", He said quietly as he noticed me backing away from him. He slowly put his gun slowly into his back pocket and put his hands in the air to show me he didn't have another weapon. I glared at him slightly as I looked around for a place to run. 

There was no where I could go, it was all fenced off. 

"How did you even get here kid?", He asked me slowly, coming closer to me. I put my hand up, telling him to stop where he was but he kept coming closer but he slowed his speed. I just shrugged my shoulders, looking in the direction of the truck I came in. He slowly closed his eyes and pinched the top of his nose.

"The truck came from the main family, probably where she got into the truck and in here, fucking hell, those idiots didn't even check the truck before letting it in here!", He said to himself quietly, though his quiet was still pretty loud. After a few seconds of him muttering to himself, he turned back to me.

"Do you know how many people are looking for you? How important you are?", He quietly asked me, shaking his head slightly. 

"Enlighten me", I said back confidently, still looking around for any chance to escape. 

"Well, thousands of people all around Rome are looking for you right now kid, most of them have no idea who you even are", He said back quickly, pacing back and fourth. 

"How the fuck am I supposed to explain this to the boss, would he be happy that I found her or pissed that she got into the compound", He muttered under his breathe, his speed of pacing getting faster as he spoke.

"Both, and how important am I exactly?", I told him as he took his gun out of his pocket, causing me to gasp slightly, was he going to shoot me?

"No don't worry, I might as well shoot myself if I shoot you, and kill my entire family before they get there", He said quickly, he was obviously nervous, but being nervous of a 10 year old girl as he held a gun told me much more than I needed to know about my family. 

"And you are without the doubt, the most important kid in Rome, hell screw that, Italy! Okay, here's how it's going to go, I'm going to call your brothers, they will come and get you from here and then you'll tell them I found you on a street somewhere, didn't realise who you were but when you told me, I called them right away", He said quickly, thinking about it intensely. 

"No, they probably know I came here on that truck, so lying to them with just piss them off even further, tell them the truth, if I know anything about mafia movies, you never lie to the boss", I said quietly as he listened to me, something people rarely do. He nodded in agreement.

"Okay, you're right, you are totally right, just tell them the truth. They won't kill me in front of you anyway. Alright kid, if I make this call, you got to promise me something, okay?", He asked me nervously, moving his hands up and down his legs as if trying to get the sweat of. I nodded hesitantly. 

"Ask them now and then if I'm alive", He asked me desperately as I nodded slowly.

"I'll ask if scar face is okay every week", I said confidently as he smiled at me, nodding his head and breathing out slowly. He muttered to himself for a few seconds before getting his phone out, calling Adam. 

How annoyed will they be on a scale of one to ten? 

A solid 1000.