Chapter 28
~Key hole club~
Jules had wondered why no one entered in the room as she was alone in the back room with her first victim that is also accomplice to crimes that had went under the rugs like gravels of dirt. Sitting behind the table with her feet, propped on the table ledge as she played with the knife while waiting for the prisoner to wake. A low grunt then groan escaped his lips as he opened his eyes and groggily said with a hoarse voice. "What the fuck happened?"
"Ah, you're finally awake my little prey." Removing her feet from the table's surface and stood up then walked around slowly as drake tried to escape from the ropes, which only felt as they had grazed through his skin while the legs of the chair he had sat upon tip topped from one to another before coming to a complete still. "Let me go, Bitch." He hissed, gritting through his teeth. Jules chuckled darkly then replied as she viciously grasped the man's jaw, making him yelp slightly. "You'd like that would you? To call for help? Well, forget it." Releasing his face before giving a hard slug across his cheek. "I can't allow that. We are only just getting started."
"You won't get out of here, alive." Drake growled. "Oh, wont I? We shall see about that." She replied, sneering at him with a sneered smirk. "My men will know something is up and come in that door, then torture you." He confidently smirked, chuckled darkly. "Oh? Tell me something." Jules replied, walking around him slowly before holding out a large black and white photograph of himself with a small child. "Tell me, how does it feel to be the prey when you always preyed onto the defenceless and innocent?"
"Where did you find that?" he asked, gritting his teeth. "Where?" she paused then sat in front of him on the edge of the table as she revealed more filth pictures of his comrades with countless child victims. "I found these in your desk of among the odd but not typical places as I also found these." Holding out a small black book and DVD. "You are one piece of work and pieces of shit like you, I despise."
"You can't and won't be able to rid the world of us. We out number you every day." He laughed. "That maybe true, but don't mean." Paused once again and glared in drake's face just inches from his retched breathe. "I can't torture you bastards to death. Since you filth always get off the hook and through the cracks of the justice system." Drake chuckled then spat in her face, she lowly growled irritably as she punched him hard which made drake fall backwards, still tied in the chair and took out a handkerchief to wipe the spit from her cheek. "You were lucky that time. And won't be next time."
"That it, just that little itty bitty one?" he sneered, cockily. Grunted slightly as he turned his head to the right slightly and spat out blood that trickled down his chin after receiving a hard punch in his mouth, followed a tooth that laid in the small blood salvia. "Bitch." He hissed.
"Yes, I know but I'm more than a bitch." She told him, smirking her sneered glare. Drake glared confused and said. "What do you mean by that?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Jules answered. This had made drake uncomfortable. "You will be surrounded any moment now."
"Don't get your hopes up, buddy." She confidently smirked. "Want to know why?" she continued, opening the blinds. "Where the hell are we?" he gasped angrily. "Somewhere your boys can't find us and also." She paused, forcibly straightened his head to stare at the screen of the television. "I want names of these bastards that did this to my girl. And who is this joseph kendricks." She continued in demanding tone, growling through her teeth waiting for answer. "I aint telling you nothing." He smirked and sneered through his chuckle. Jules sighed, adjusted drake back up but didn't release him from the binds then walked to her black duffel bag, and took out a pair of plyers. "What are you doing? What are you going to do?" drake asked, as his tone changed from confidence to worrying dread with widening eyes as he tried to break free from his ties, then begun pleading. "No, stop. Please, I'll tell you anything you want."
"Spill it out then."
"Joseph kendricks, is my partner in the club." Jules replied with curiosity and surprise. "Oh really? Is that so? Where is he? Where can I find him?"
"I don't know." She sighed, taking his thumb and cut it off, drake screamed in agony as he was tortured. "Not good enough, how about we go lower."
"No! Please don't! I beg you!" Jules glared at this vile man and growled harshly. "You showed no mercy to the victims you and your buddies abused. Why should I be so merciful to you?" stabbing the plyers through his hand. "Now, the real fun begins."
Drake couldn't reply as he sobbed, grunted and groaned in agony while he had death glared at his warden. Then finally said, lowly whispery vowed. "If I get out of here, I will kill you." Jules chuckled and smirked. "I don't think so."
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It was master splinter's turn to speak with the lovely young woman, that has brought so much joy to his son's life. Donatello was confident to leave Vivian with his father, while he went to check on Cameron and did other testing.
Both Vivian and splinter sat at the family table. Vivian was overly nervous, as she wrapped her hands around the cup warming her hands. Splinter did the same then finally spoke gently. "Thankyou for bringing such joy to my son's life, miss."
Vivian smiled and gently introduced herself as she weren't sure if he knew her name. "Vivian." He smiled back, and repeated his gratitude. "Thankyou for bringing such joy to my son's life, miss Vivian." She smiled more and didn't think more on the subject of the introduction and nodded as she finally replied. "Welcome, and thankyou for welcoming me into your home. As your son has brought so much joy to mine." Slowly sipped the tea and asked. "May I ask what tea flavour this is, please?"
"Jasmine tea." He answered. "You are welcome to stay if you wish." He continued, kindly. Vivian smiled graciously.
No further words were spoken as they enjoyed eachother's company while sharing hot brewed jasmine tea. And then, she took the cups when had finished and cleaned. Master splinter smiled, before standing up and bowed kindly. Vivian kindly bowed back and splinter left the room. Vivian also left the kitchen and went to the infirmary.
Stood closely beside her friend, as she slept and gently grasped her hand. Shortly after, don walked in the room and draped his arm around her waist and softly sighed. "I promise I will find a cure for both of you."
Tightening her arm over don's as she answered. "I know you will."
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Meanwhile in secret location, Jules sat in her chair as she wiped the blood from her face and exhaled, looking to the lifeless corpse. "Pussy." She lowly commented. "I am coming for you. Coming for you, all." She vowed, looking at the photographs of drake's comrades in crime.
Untied his limbs, and dragged him to a clear large plastic sheet with a large duffel bag suitcase and saw. Before she begun sawing drake into pieces so he would fit in the bag, she dressed appropriately to protect herself from the blood. It seemed that Jules had gone insane with vengeance that she would do whatever it costs, to find her lover and avenge her honour. One hour later, wiping the blood from her forehead with the back of her gloved hand and panted alittle.
"Time for you to return back to work, buddy." She chuckled, packing him in the duffel bag and cleaned up the bloody mess. Finally, she walked out and closed the door behind her. Luckily, the location was where no one knew or within neighbourhood residence.
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"Boss?" Ramon knocked and called. "Boss? Is everything alright?" Pushing the door open and looked in, finding it empty and assumed that he might be in the secret back room. So he took the liberty and walked inside, closing the door behind him then said, undoing his pants. "Save some for me, boss." No reply was heard as he opened the door, stepped in only to find it empty. Looking around himself and scratched his head confused. "Heh, where could he be?" Zipping himself back up and walked out when another walked in the room then said. "You should take a look at this, sir." Handing the envelope to him. Ramon snatched the envelope and tore it open.
Shaking as he read the note when his comrade asked. "What is it?" Ramon just brushed past out the door, and called for Tony. "What has happened?"
"The boss has been kidnapped somehow." Ramon replied. "By who? How?"
"A red head was last seen with him earlier." Another informed them. "Find her." Ramon ordered, just as the phone rang from within the room behind them. Ramon walked to the phone and answered. "Go to the lakeside under bridge. You will find what you seek." Then, the receiver beeped as the call was ended. Slamming the receiver down on the holder and growled. "Move! The lakeside bridge."
Twenty minutes later, Ramon and three others arrived to the bridge and found the large black duffel bag waiting. Neither asked or said a word as they cautiously commence towards the item and finally opened the bag. Ramon gritted his teeth while two retched from the sight of what they had seen.
"What or who is capable of doing this?" one asked. "Someone that thinks alike us but does it for fun." Ramon answered. "This type of fun is to punish us." He continued.
"What is that?" a second asked, pointing to the bag end, ramon reached in and took the suspected piece out and his hand begun to shake as he held the mutilated genital in his hand. "It is his penis."
"Who are we dealing with? A bloke or woman on a rampage?" the third finally said, wiping the excess vomit from his mouth. Just as when he was about to answer, a shot was fired from the shadows. Two had fallen as they received bullets in their heads. Both Ramon and the last stood back to back as they pointed their guns up and looked around, hoping to target the shooter. "Where the hell are you?" he shouted.
A dark chuckle echoed in the darkness then a second shot was fired. The gun fell to the ground as Ramon looked back, seeing his accomplice laying in his own pool of blood and begun to fire his bullets until the gun clocked. "Out of bullets?" she laughed darkly. "Good." Using the rifle end to knock Ramon to the ground, he glared up to Jules through his blurred vision as she stood over him and dressed in black then had been kicked in his face, and all went black.
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To be continued in chapter 29
Ok, been awhile for a update. As it shouldn't be too long when we get to the next part of whether Jules finally gets what she wants but first, she is going to have some fun in taking some of the mongrels out. Which should be good until Donatello and his brothers get the others that had abused Cameron and finally joseph will meet his own demise. Whoopsie. Spoiler alert. Lol tootles ;)
