Alrighty, my first Saints FanFic ever, and my first FanFic period in over two years! Just an idea inspired while watching the movies on a sick-day. Hope you enjoy! Please R&R. And, beforehand I would like to apologize for any misuses of Irish or Italian pronunciations or spellings. I try my hardest and actually did some research so I hope that the spelling of certain things really helps to keep the idea of accents prevalent throughout the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that has to do with Boondock Saints! I only own my personal original characters!
It wasn't supposed to be like this, everything had gone all wrong. Nidra Kelenna was sitting in a dinky wooden chair, hands tied behind her back, ankles tied together and to one of the legs of the chair. She had a gag around her mouth, but the idiots who'd kidnapped her had failed to cover her eyes. She was taking in the details of the room she was being held in. A small apartment, with a living room, a kitchen – where she currently was – and a short hallway leading to the bedroom and the front door. Outside the window to her left was a fire escape, too far a distance for her to even attempt making while tied to a chair. Sitting around the small kitchen table were four men, all talking in Italian while playing cards.
"Asina muta!" Nidra tensed at hearing the deep voice as loud footsteps moved from the bedroom and into the living room. "I fucking told you to make sure she was blind-folded! Now she knows all of our faces!"
Two men walked into the living room, one big, around six-foot four and well over 200 pounds, but most of it was muscle. The second was shorter, less than six feet tall with a balding head and skinnier. He was the brains of the operation; the bigger man was just the brawn.
"What did you want me to do? I didn't have anything to cover her eyes." Their accents were a mix of Italian and Brooklyn, no doubt from being raised in Brooklyn and working for years in the Italian mafia.
"Idiota!" The little man smacked the big one upside the head before turning his gaze on the female in the chair.
Nidra eyed him, tensing as he moved into the kitchen and over to her. "The boss ain't gonna be happy about this." He moved behind her chair, leaning down close to her and sniffing her hair. "She smells like Heaven."
Nidra closed her eyes tightly, trying to lean away from him as the other men all chuckled.
"Hey," he grabbed her hair, pulling her head back roughly and looking her straight in the eye. He was way too close for her comfort. "Why you trying to get away? You think you're goin' somewheres? I don't think so, beautiful. You're stuck here, until we hear from the boss."
She narrowed her bright green eyes, managing a "Fuck you!" through the gag.
"What?" The man leaned in, grinning lightly. "I'm sorry, can you repeat that for me? I didn't quite understand you."
"Uuck. Ewww!"
He laughed, standing and pointing at her as he moved to her side, the bigger man letting out a deep chuckle, followed by those behind her. "This bitch is funny, ain't she? Thinkin' she's gonna sit here and insult me?!" Without warning he turned, back-handing her across the cheek.
Nidra cringed, attempting to stomp her feet and leaning over slightly from the pain. Tears welled in her eyes, the stinging in her cheek immediately shifting to a deep burning sensation.
"Look! She's pissed now." The man leaned down, hands on his knees. "Don't worry," he reached for her face, taking a moment to fight her for control before forcing her to look up at him. "The boss is gonna have lots of fun with you."
Had she not been gagged, Nidra would have had a lot of nasty things to say to that man.
"Hey, Joey, when did the twins say they'd be here?"
The little man, Joey, looked at his watch as he stood back up, shrugging. "'Bout now. They should be here any second."
Low and behold, there was a furious knock on the door, and the bigger man moved down the hall towards it. When he returned, there were two other men with him, clearly Italians, and not very nice looking.
Nidra shifted in her seat, twisting her hands uncomfortably as she attempted to work out the knots holding her wrists tied to the chair.
"Ey, where you two been? We been waitin' here all morning for ya. Talk about slow." Joey moved into the living room, and the men all exchanged words in a hushed whisper, and Italian.
Nidra pulled at the ropes some more, cringing from the burn she felt on her wrists.
"She's in the kitchen."
One of the twins walked into the kitchen, and Nidra eyed him as he looked her over. "What happened to her face?" He reached over, taking her by the jaw and tilting her head back and forth so he could look her over.
"She's feisty. One of 'ems from when we took her, the other's from a few minutes ago." Watch yerselves, she's sneaky, she is."
The twin released her, standing and nodding. "I gotta tell the Boss that you did that. Don't want him thinking it happened during transportation." He paused, looking her up and down slowly. "Where'd you pick her up?"
Nidra glanced down at her turquoise silk nightgown. It was hemmed with black lace, and had an empire waist to provide some support to her bra-less bosom. The bottom hem reached to mid-way down her thighs, and Nidra felt her heart start to race as the guy's eyes seemed to hint at an idea.
"Her apartment in up-town. She is rich, after all."
"Hm…"
Nidra pressed her knees tighter together as the twin leaned down, touching the side of her left thigh.
"She sure is something to look at, ain't she?" He laughed as she moved her legs to the right, attempting to get his hand away from her. "Ah, feisty, I remember." He leaned towards her, his hand finding the bottom hem of her nighty. "Come on, sweet-thing, I think we'd have some fun together."
There was a loud bang from the front of the apartment as the door flew open, and everyone stopped, turning towards the hallway. Immediately every man in the apartment had their guns out, aimed for the hall. Joey moved back towards the kitchen, inching his way towards the window as tension rose in the room. After a few seconds, the twin in the living room moved over to the hall, leaning back against the wall and poking his head around the corner. There was a gunshot, and Nidra screamed as the man fell to the floor, blood pouring from a bullet hole in his head.
"Fratello!" The second twin immediately started shooting as two men came around the corner and into the living room.
Nidra dropped her head, closing her eyes and screaming through her gag as the two men whom she didn't recognize came into the living room. There was a lot of gunfire, and Nidra couldn't do anything but shake her head and pray she didn't get hit.
Insert cussing in Italian, and Nidra opened her eyes to see the two men, wearing dark jeans, black shirts, black shoes, black gloves, and holding very big handguns shooting the place up. The second twin was shot in the shoulder, and he fell into the chair Nidra was tied to. The two of them hit the ground, with a thud, the chair breaking as the man landed on top of her. Screaming into the gag, Nidra curled into a ball, holding that position for another minute or two until the gun fire ceased. Then she heard two unfamiliar male voices, speaking in unison with Irish accents.
"And shepherds we shall be,
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from thy hand
That our feet may swiftly carry out thy command
And we shall flow a river forth to thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be
In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."
She heard their footsteps moving around the apartment, and Nidra's shaking form tensed.
"Oi, Connor, come here." More movement, and the voices were close enough that Nidra could tell they were in the kitchen. "Who the Hell is this?"
Nidra opened her eyes just as one of the men knelt down beside her, and she shifted away from him. A few tears slipped from her eyes, and she closed them tightly again.
"I dunno," said the man still standing. He had slightly longer hair, which was spiked. The man kneeling beside Nidra looked as though he might be the other man's brother. "What're you doing?"
"Well I'm not just gonna leave her tied up!" The kneeling man flipped open a knife, which made Nidra jump and she let out a quiet whine as she tried to pull away from him. "Hold still, lass, I'm not gonna hurt ya."
Nidra felt his hand on her wrists, and she nervously bit the inside of her lower lip as he cut the rope around her wrists. Then his hand was on her ankles, and she felt the rope release those from their binding as well. Immediately she sat up, kicking the man in his gut and hurrying to her feet, where she ran to the window and threw it open.
"Fuck me!" The second man grabbed her, pulling her back and spinning her, slamming her back into the wall just beside the window.
Nidra screamed, clawing at the man before kneeing him in the groin. He went down quickly, but the man who had released her from the ropes was in front of her, grabbing her wrists and slamming them above her head.
"Hey! Calm yerself down! We ain't here ta hurt ya!"
Nidra balled her hands into fists, tears more constant now. She tried to beg through the gag, tensing when she felt fingers on her cheek. Then the gag was being pulled out of her mouth and down, hanging loosely around her neck.
"P-please! I have money, I can pay you! Just l-let me go!"
"We don't want yer money-"
"Speak for yerself!" The injured man on the floor groaned, holding his self as he lay on the floor in pain.
"Connor, shut it!"
"What do you want?!" Nidra looked between the two, confusion and fear written across her features.
"Not a ting from you," the man holding her wrists said loudly.
Nidra took a moment to catch her breath through her frantic crying, opening her eyes and blinking a few times at the blue-eyed man holding her against the wall.
"W-what?"
He shook his head, gesturing towards the apartment. "We're only here to take care o' those fuckers. If we wanted you, do you really tink I would of cut ya free?"
The realization dawned on her, and Nidra eyed him. "S-so… You aren't here to kidnap me?"
"By the looks of it, Miss, you were already kidnapped." He let out a chuckle, earning a growl from the man on the floor.
"I'm sorry!" Nidra shifted against the wall, looking down at the other man. "They've had me tied up in this place for days now. I just… I thought you were from a rival mob o-or something." Her emerald gaze met the light-blue gaze of the man still holding her wrists, and Nidra blinked away whatever tears were left in her eyes.
He gently released her wrists, taking a step back and holding his hands up in surrender. "We've got noting ta do with you or yer kidnappin'."
The man she'd kneed climbed to his feet, glaring at her. "Why didn't ya do tha to the man who kidnapped ya?"
"I did." Nidra started, lowering her wrists in front of her and rubbing them gently where the ropes had been tied uncomfortably for the past few days. "That's how I got this." She gestured towards the right side of her face, where a bruise was starting to lighten just above her jaw line.
"Shite." The blue-eyed man leaned in ever so slightly to get a better look, and Nidra pulled back. "Don't be so scared o' me, we ain't gonna hurt ya." He turned to the other man. "So what'o we do with her?"
"What?!" Nidra shook her head, eyes widening. "You-you said you weren't here for me!"
"We're not!" Connor said, shrugging. "I just don' think i'd be right to leave ya here with all these dead folk. Can we take you somewheres? Hospital, home, anywhere?"
She shrugged, tugging at the bottom of her nightgown and glancing to the window to her right. "I'll be fine."
"Fine?" The blue-eyed man scoffed.
Connor hit the other man in the arm, gesturing towards the front of the apartment. "Leave her be. She wants ta go off on her own while the Italian Mafia's hunting her down, let her."
"No way. She leaves now, they'll jus' get her again. Let us take ya somewhere safe. Where can you go right now tha they won't find ya?"
She didn't even know this guy's name, but Nidra somehow felt safer with him around. "Um…" She thought for a moment. "My friend Sophie's apartment?"
"Sophie's it is."
Connor rolled his eyes, turning and heading for the door before they heard voices in the hall. He put his hand up, silencing the other two before he pulled his gun out again.
Nidra shifted slightly, watching as the second man placed his index finger to his lips before pulling his own gun out and turning towards the hall. Someone in the hall spoke something in Italian, and a man came around the corner into the living room. Connor shot him in the shoulder, only for more voices to call out into the apartment.
"Move!"
Nidra turned and climbed out onto the fire escape, followed by the blue-eyed man. He pushed her towards the stairs lightly.
"Get down ta tha alley!"
She didn't hesitate, taking the stairs as fast as she could as shots rang out from the apartment. She glanced up to see both men following her, taking turns pausing to shoot up at a few men who were leaning out of apartment windows and firing at them.
Nidra screamed as a bullet hit the brick where the fire escape was bolted into the side of the building. She stumbled into the corner of the landing as a shutter travelled through the rinky metal of the escape. She felt another jolt, and the brothers looked at each other.
"Jump!" They yelled in unison before Connor leapt over the side of the escape. He landed perfectly in the trash dumpster below, aiming up at a couple of Italians still coming down after them.
Nidra shook her head, looking at how far down the dumpster was. "No way!"
The blue-eyed man stepped over to her, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her into him. "Hang on!" He pulled her over the edge of the railing, Nidra screaming as they fell downwards. They landed in the dumpster just as Connor climbed out of it.
"Come on, you two!" Connor looked up, changing the magazine in his gun as his brother climbed from the dumpster.
Nidra was careful as she climbed out, being helped along the way by the second brother. As soon as her feet were on the ground, he changed the clip in his gun as well, and they moved for the street.
"Just so ya know, Lass, we don't normally take on strays." Connor threw a look at her as he led them onto the street. Both men holstered their guns, Connor glancing back at the alley to make sure nobody was following.
"I'm Murphy." Nidra looked at the blue-eyed brother as he removed his coat before wrapping it around her shoulders. He gave her a tiny smile as she accepted the coat, pulling it closed around her form to hide her nighty and bare feet. Then, each brother took one of her arms in their own and helped her along the street.
Ignoring all of the stares they were getting, Nidra led the two men some number of blocks into the city. She headed up the steps to a somewhat run-down apartment building, stopping at the door and ringing one of the bells. After a few seconds, there was still only silence. Nidra furrowed her brow, ringing the same bell a few more times. Still nothing. She scanned the other names, ringing another bell. A quiet, older woman's voice answered.
"Hello?"
"Mrs. Tendis, it's Sophie. I forgot my keys again, could you buzz me in?"
"Oh, of course dear. Just a minute."
Nidra glanced between the two brothers as they eyed her. "What?" There was a loud buzzing sound, and Nidra grabbed the main door, pulling it open before the three of them headed inside.
Six floors up Nidra and her two companions stepped out of the elevator, heading down the hall and making a right turn. The brothers weren't paying attention and each ran into her when the female came to a stop two doors down from her friend's apartment.
"Wha's tha about?" Connor followed Nidra's gaze, noticing the door to the apartment was open.
"Oh my God," Nidra started, "what if she's…" She didn't even want to think about what could be in that apartment.
"Stay here, lass." Connor pulled his silenced gun from its holster within his coat, slowly moving towards the open door. Murphy followed suit, stepping to the other side and aiming his weapon into the darkened doorway.
Nidra's entire body trembled with fear as she waited for what seemed like hours. Finally, Murphy poked his head out, gesturing for her to follow him. The brunette hesitantly stepped into the apartment, Murphy leading her with one hand on the small of her back.
"Sophie?" Nidra's voice was soft, shaken as she looked around at the trashed apartment. Furniture was out of place, lamps were shattered on the ground, the coffee table was broken, there were paper strewn about and things purposefully shoved off of shelves. Nidra moved further into the apartment, right behind Connor who still had his gun drawn. He stopped just outside the bedroom door, glancing back at the female. Murphy stepped to the side and wrapped his arm around her waist, pushing her back against the wall as Connor slowly opened the door to the bedroom.
Nidra instinctively grabbed ahold of Murphy's forearm, her trembling hands gripping him as she watched Connor disappear into the dark room. The silence was deafening. After only a moment, he stepped back into the hallway.
"Not'in' in there. I don't tink she's here."
Murphy withdrew his arm, taking a small step back to give the brunette her space as her bright green eyes filled with tears.
"I don't- I don't get it. Why would anybody hurt her? They had me, they didn't need her. If they were after me-"
"Not ta interrupt or anythin', but I tink we should get outta here." Nidra and Murphy both looked over at Connor. "Say whoever did this comes back, we don' know what we're in fer just yet."
Murphy nodded in agreement. "You can stay wit us for now, lass. We can keep ya safe, well-fed, get ya some new clothes."
Nidra didn't want to go, she wanted to be there with Sophie, safe and unafraid. But her best friend was gone, apartment trashed, and Nidra had just managed to escape from her abductors after an entire week. She knew that, for the time being, these boys might be her only chance at surviving.
Okay, there goes Chapter 1! Please R&R! I love to hear what the readers think/feel! Just remember to keep the feedback positive (please no insulting remarks, ie. YOU SUCK! However I do accept positive criticism, ie. grammatical errors, misinformation, etc.) Chapter 2 will be up in no time! ^.^