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Factory Reset (Wintersberg)

Silently, Heisenberg watched Ethan’s ascent. From the moment he’d dropped him into the pit with that freak, his cameras had followed that idiot’s progress. The surprisingly fast trek from the bottom all the way back to the top was.. Amusing. Not amusing enough to settle the growing pit in his stomach, roiling with frustration and anger at the bastard for refusing his offer, but amusing nonetheless. What was going on in his head? Did he really think he’d be able to do this without help? How cocky could one guy get- even Heisenberg knew he’d need an extra hand to take down Miranda. Guess that hand just wouldn’t be Ethan’s. He exhaled smoke and sat back in his chair as his thoughts were dragged back to Mother Miranda- gaze snapping to her portrait. The line that he’d torn across her fit much better than her whole ‘holiness’ act. That bitch would get what was coming to her. With or without Ethan Winters. Speaking of- Where’d he disappear to? Heisenberg stood from his spot, kicking the chair away as he dipped to glare at the tv screen. Inches away, he scoured the whole factory. Not a hint of daddy dearest. What the fuck was he up to now? Did he really think he was going to come in here, reject him, live through that freak, then ruin his factory? Not fucking likely. With a low growl, Heisenberg dragged his hammer into his grasp and trudged down the stairs to find wherever the fuck Ethan thought he was disappearing to.

No-fucking-where, apparently. He couldn’t have just left- the exit was on the first floor, and he’d definitely hit the 3rd after his run in with the freak. Did he really have to manually sniff out that fucking asshole?

“Ethan?~” He called out, the grinding of metal sounding behind him as he dragged his hammer along. “Are we playing hide and seek? Thought dear old Rose was too important for games?” A sudden noise surprised him and suddenly there were arms wrapping around his shoulders and he was forced against the railings. He growled as he pushed back against the man struggling to get a hold of him, bringing his boot up to slam them both against the opposite bar. It was immediately obvious who’d dared attack him- Heisenberg would recognize that strained voice anywhere. “Ethan! So. You decided to come out and play anyhow~” He grinned even as an elbow was driven into his shoulders, shifting his weight off Ethan and giving the other man a chance to shove him off balance. Little bastard was better than Heisenberg was expecting, rushing forward and knocking his feet out from under him to bring him to the ground. Soon pinned beneath Ethan, Heisenberg scowled.

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