I apologize for the short chapter. The next one will be longer promise.

Saving Him

Zack's hands were cuffed behind his back tightly. A punch was delivered to his face brutally. He growled as his head snapped to the right. These bastards had sneaked him from his last mission. He had been coming out of the house cursing how that bastard had actually stabbed him with a fork, in the damn face! He cursed his carelessness as he thought about how he just wanted to get home and see Ray. Although, Ray's friend may be there as well. He rolled his eyes. Two women in a room together were never a good idea. Ray and her friend had explained to him that Sam kept tabs on all the most wanted in the world in case they ever met. And they had met coincidently. He was confident that she held no ill will to his Ray or to himself. But his trust was not entirely there. Ray had expressed her appreciation for the woman with smiles directed to her. He cursed as he was brought out of his musing by a boot connecting with his chin. He fell back onto the concrete ground hard.

"This is Roman's best?" a voice asked.

A guy with a clipboard flipped through some papers. "Yeah, he has racked up more than 9000 kills. He is, in fact, Roman's best killer." (if you get the reference, consider yourself a friend of mine)

The other guy laughed. "Bring in the chair and my kit."

Zack didn't understand some of the words being said. His ears picked up on his boss's name and the number of kills being told. He was being lifted into a wooden chair. His cuffed hands were being placed behind the chair. They grabbed his kicking feet and strapped them to the legs of the chair. The boss man grabbed Zack's zipper. Zack glared daggers as the man unzipped his jacket and let it hang by his arms on the back of his chair. Slowly sliding scissors into the bandages, he cut them off slowly. Everyone in the room watching twisted up their face at his scars. He growled at their judging eyes. He knew he was ugly, he knew it but these bastards didn't get the right to tell him he was.

"Well, looks like someone had a match with fire and lost." The boss man chuckled sliding his fingers down the burns. "You should be grateful that I will put you out of your miserable state." Taking a scalpel from his kit, he let it slide through the skin of his cheek like butter. Zack tried to move his head away but the man grabbed his chin. He slid it down the inside of his lip before repeating it on his top lip. Taking a step back, he threw the little scalpel back in the kit before taking a towel from someone else. He snapped his fingers.

An on slot of abuse was delivered to his body. He growled at the feeling of his body bleeding. He could survive this. He wasn't weak like these fools. It took five of them to take him down and there were seven of them of here now. Nine counting the boss and the guy with the clipboard he nodded mentally. When he was free of his bindings, there would be hell to pay. His mind brought up Ray. No, he couldn't do anything stupid and leave her here alone. Sam could only do so much. Ray had expressed that a world with no Zack was not a world she wanted to live in. As a punch was delivered to his stomach, he paused at the feeling of blood leaving his mouth. Pants escaped him as he fought his bindings for some leeway to sock the fuck out of one of them but there was nothing.

"That's enough." The boss called.

Zack panted trying to calm his blood from the rage that was building up. His monster screamed in his ears to break free and tear up this uppity fucker bit by bit. Zack was so close to giving him what he wanted till he thought about how much attention that would draw on him. Once he was out, there was no way to bring the monster back in. And Ray could have been a casualty from it. He paused mid-thought. He would never hurt Ray. The monster may not have agreed with him though about it. He had a mind of his own. And all he wanted from anything is blood.

The boss grabbed his chin and forced him to look up at him. Suddenly, there was a gun being pulled out before he shot his right arm. Zack growled at the hot metal exiting his arm. The boss shot him again in the other arm and then his legs. Loud laughs filled the room as they all enjoyed their boss torturing his victim. He pointed a gun at his forehead. Pushing the barrel into his forehead, he held it there in amusement. "Any last words, you crispy fuck head?"

"Yeah, I got a few. Eat a dick and die slow you weak ass bitch."

Everyone turned around to see two women leaning on the wall.

Zack let out a sigh at the sight of Ray and Sam. Sam was swinging a bloody machete back and forth as she cheesed. Ray stood beside her assessing the scene. Her face was blank as Sam's was plastered in a sadistic smile as she pointed it at the boss.

"Save him for me Ray-Ray. Roman wants his head."

"Since when did you do what he wanted?" Ray asked looking at how many men she would be taking out.

"Since, he decided that he'd pay a billion dollars for it, plus for some leverage later down the line."

Before anyone could blink Ray was shooting each in the head till she got to the boss. There was still nothing on her face as she unloaded a mag before reloading. Sam came running up from behind her before jumping up and kicking the boss dead in the face. He went down hard at the kick before she stood over him, her foot in his chest if he tried to move. Ray walked over to Zack's bleeding form before untying him. She wiped the blood off his face softly. Her finger gently slipped his jacket back over his shoulders gently.

"Zack-kun, do you want me to do anything before I take his head?" Sam asked sitting on his chest, holding the machete to his throat. Amusement play on her features as the man's eyes began to water.

Zack shook his head. "Do what you do."

Sam nodded before inserting it into his neck. "You don't want his heart?"

He shook his head again.

"Bet." She pulled it out and picked up the head by his hair. Tossing it in a bag from her pocket, she moved to walk to the pair. Wrapping Zack's arm around her neck to support him, she lifted him up and steadied his steps.

They walked out of the building to the awaiting car. Sam helped him in the back of the truck before she moved to let Ray get in. Sam walked to the driver seat only to start the engine. She pulled it out of park only to head to the road. The ride was quiet minus Zack's grunts and moans. She tried to keep it as smooth as possible to allow Ray to work. Ray was grateful for it and she pulled the bullets out of his arms and legs. She pressed gauze pads to wounds before cleaning the other cuts and bruises on his skin. Wrapping him slowly, she kissed his forehead as his eyes closed in exhaustion. Her eyes watched him for a while.

"How is he?" Sam asked speeding up to beat a car.

"He will be fine. Zack is pretty tough. He'll just be sore for a while."

"I'll make sure Roman gives him paid time off. He'll have all the recovery he needs." Sam nodded pulling out a piece of gum to keep her mind off of Roman.

"What's up with you two anyway? How did you know Zack was in trouble?"

Sam shrugged. "Ask his dumb ass. He acts like he wants me but then his phone and log books are filled with other women. I try not to mix business with pleasure as it is but there is something about his stupid ass that I like. Like I'd hate to kill your man's boss but no one is about to play me like I'm some regular bitch." She sighed. "I was at his office watching him basically dry hump this woman when his beaker goes off. There's one on all the employees. I checked it because I can and saw it was your man. So that is when I called you and decided we should handle this ourselves."

"Thank you."

Sam shrugged again. "Don't mention it. I told you, you're my bitch." She cheered.

Ray was quiet for a moment. "Sam, can I ask you a favor?"

Sam turned her head slowly. "Sure. What kind of favor Ray-Ray?"

"I want you to find someone for me, in Japan. I don't have a lot of details but based on what I've been told, he's with someone else I'll also need you to find." Ray explained turning to see if Zack was okay.

"Don't worry about it. I'll find them. Any specific reason as to why you want this person?"

Ray cracked her neck. "Revenge."

Sam nodded. "Done."

"Thank you."