Chapter 2: Crime and Punishment (3/4)
Father forgive me, for you know that I'm always sinning
Gloomy as always, I guess this is one of the things I like about Stranding Haven. The boy sitting on the last seat of a full bus, thought as he watched the dirty street through the window.
I take no interest partying with liquor, fucking up my system
He was wearing a dark green bomber jacket that was zipped all the way up, a black polo shirt, light blue jeans, brown chukka boots and a black baseball cap. He had a bland looking white backpack on his lap and wireless earphones on his ears.
Excuse my language that's a hang up on how shitty I been feeling
Was I born like this? Or was I made to be like this? I literally have no idea. Joshua had a very annoying habit of having these moments of reflection when he was alone. Usually when he had earphones on.
I'm sorry I feel no attraction, I know that its been a minute
It was probably both, despite being the black sheep of the Seven. Joshua kept thinking about the others. The Sons of the Unnameable, what a stupid name... Only one of us is actually related to that eldritch abomination. The Serial Killer looked at the cloudy sky. It could be watching me right now, and even hearing my thoughts. He searched the sky for any sign of it.
Stab wounds and now shorty you know that you hate love
Nah... Stop being paranoid, Cain wouldn't let it escape. He thought as he stopped looking at the sky. Despite having a very low opinion of One, he fully trusts his ability of keeping the creature that spawned him trapped.
(Father forgive me, for you know that I'm sinning)
Noticing that the bus was stopping, Joshua decided to get out. Standing up and walking past everyone else to exit the bus.
Government and all the monasteries tryna throw shit off
Stepping outside of the bus, he stood in front of a bus stop with a homeless man sleeping on the bench. It only took him a second to notice that the homeless man was one of the homeless people that was living inside of the abandoned shopping center where Dust Storm operated.
(I take no interest partying with liquor, fucking up my system)
Reaching inside his bag, Joshua pulled a hundred dollars from it. Putting it inside of his coat as he was deep asleep. You're probably going to use it for alcohol or dope. He thought since he could tell that the reason why the man in front of him was passed out was because of substance abuse.
Cuz, father forgive me, for you know how shitty I've been feeling
Putting his hands inside his pants pockets, Joshua walked down the street slowly. He was two blocks away from the shopping center where he abducted Dust Storm and killed several of his henchmen.
I'm sorry I feel no attraction, I know that its been a minute
The neighborhood itself was a pretty empty area, with only a few abandoned buildings that can easily be used as shelter for the homeless. Which was why the whole neighborhood was mostly populated by society's most unwanted.
I said
Walking slowly with the sound of music echoing through his ears. He noticed several people standing at the windows, several people that shouldn't be there. But since no one keeps tabs on that sort of thing, they can all live there for free, despite the precarious nature of the place.
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Cause I've been so alone for so long, ooh... yeayea
Eventually, Joshua came across an abandoned motel, which happened to be his destination. Mercury Motel was it's name, or he assumes to be since the billboard was damaged.
Cause I've been so alone for so long, ooh... yeayea
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Taking off his earphones and putting them inside his messenger's bag. The boy observed the disgusting looking place up close, it had been closed down at the same year that Joshua started to live in the city. Some of the windows were boarded and the main entrance was broken, which was convenient for him. Moving forward, he entered the place without being noticed. The first thing he encountered inside was the front desk, the keys of every single room were under the empty counter. But he already got the one he needed, which he grabbed from his jacket's pocket.
Room 201, which was located upstairs. Wasting no time, he slowly moved towards the stairs that were located right besides the front desk. The stairs had some female clothes on it, which was odd, but they seemed to have been there a while. Arriving at the top of the stairs, the room that he was looking for was the first one on the right.
Standing in front of it for a second, Joshua pulled out his cellphone for a second in order to check if he had any messages.
He had one from Lydia and one from Terry.
The message from Lydia was a selfie of her sitting on the counter of the Pawn Shop, looking bored as hell. I guess her mother put her there today. Sometimes, Lydia's mom puts her in charge of the Pawn Shop.
Terry: Can you see if Erika knows that girl's number?
Joshua rolled his eyes, Terry clearly became enamored with the girl called Monica.
Joshua: Probably not, but I'll ask her later.
I'm going to be honest, I don't think T has a chance with that girl. That was his honest opinion.
Terry: Thanks J!
But, I doubt that he will listen. Joshua thought as he put his cellphone back in his pocket and then reached inside of his jacket's pocket for a pair of rubber gloves that he put on before entering.
With that, the Serial Killer opened the door. The motel room was pretty simple, just a bed, a bedside drawer, a lamp, a chair and a TV. It had a bathroom as well.
"Mmmmmm!" On top of the bed, it was the man known as Dust Storm. His real name is Raphael Torres, he was a former Marine that served for six years until he got a dishonorable discharge for misconduct. For the next twenty years after that, he worked as a plumber until he decided to change his profession to drug dealer. It turns out that the whole bum look is nothing more than a clever facade that he puts to trick the people around him. It was somewhat clever, because on the surface, you would only think that he is an old alcoholic living in the streets. In truth, he had a really nice looking apartment on the north side of Stranding Haven and he has a son that works in an advertising company that is doing really well.
There was also something on top of the bedside drawer that was covered with a blanket.
Joshua simply entered the room and observed the man. His hands and feet were tied to the bed with rusted chains while his entire eyes and mouth were covered with duct tape. The old man struggled as he heard Joshua's steps, but the old bed was able to hold him. Taking off his backpack and placing it on top of the broken Tv, the boy with emo hair prepared himself for what was about to happen.
Unzipping his bomber jacket, it revealed that Joshua had an holster strapped on his chest. The holster had customized Colt Python on it, the whole revolver was ornately-engraved and gold-plated, it features a full underlug barrel weight, a bull barrel, an unfluted cylinder with a capacity of eight shots, a gold bead front sight plus a target rear sight, and crimson trace laser sight grip. The ventilated rib of the base Python has been replaced with a solid top above the barrel. Currently, it was loaded with .38 Special rounds. Taking off his jacket and baseball cap and placing them on top of his backpack. The boy with emo hair then proceeded to approach the bed where the old man that he kidnapped during the testing of the armor that his "brother" made.
Reaching inside his pocket, Joshua pulled out a folding knife. A karambit folding knife to be more precise, the blade has a twist pattern of damascus steel blades.
He removed his emo hair from his eye and twirled the blade on his finger using the ring on it, doing that for a few seconds, until he used to slice the old man's hand. "MMMMMMM!" He tried to scream, but it was a very small cut that Joshua just made to make a point.
"Listen up, mate." Joshua spoke in a deep voice. "As you can already tell, I have a knife but I also have a revolver with me." He also spoke in a British accent. "I am gonna remove the tape off your mouth, but if you dare to scream, I am going to slice your throat, chope your head off and send it to your son's workplace." The man immediately reacted to his threat by trying to speak something but the tape on his mouth muffed his voice. "José Torres, twenty-nine years old, works as an accounting executive of Steiner Land Advertising Agency, and lives in a luxurious apartment with a wife and a son." He spoke up all of the personal information that he managed to dig out about his son. "College, car , apartment, private school for the son, and by the looks of it, his wife... all paid up by you with drug money." His family didn't do anything wrong other than enjoy a nice lifestyle paid for by him, which is basically what I do in a sense. "Unless you want their lives ruined by your criminal activities, you will answer my questions and don't even think about lying to me because I am a very good bullshit detector and if I think you are lying to me." He pressed the tip of the knife on his cheek and applied a bit of pressure on it, until a bit of blood started to come out. "Are we clear?"
"Mmmm..." The old man nodded in response.
With that, Joshua cut the tape that was covering his mouth and pulled the pair of red panties that he found on top of the stairs with the rest of the female clothes.
Raphael coughs a bit before speaking. "What the fuck was that thing you were wearing?!" That was the first thing that the man asked.
"That is none of your business sir, and refrain from asking me any questions since I am the one asking them." Joshua replied before he started to twirl the knife again. "You and your henchmen were preparing a shipment of drugs when I arrived, I wanna know who it was for?" When Joshua was taking Raphael out of the shopping center, he found a red 1984 Chevrolet Silverado K10 with several boxes that were filled with cocaine on the back of the truck. The boxes were inside of the room on 203, but he didn't know that.
"Ahhh... Fuck... How do I know that you're not going to kill me after I said it?" The old man asked in justifiable fear.
"I guess you're gonna find out, because I am going to kill you if you don't tell me what I want to know." That was Joshua's answer to his question.
"Shit..." The man clearly was reluctant to speak. "Fine, fine... The cocaine was for the Stranding Parasites." He was telling the truth.
But Joshua was confused. "Aren't you their main rival in the drug trade, why are they buying drugs from you?"
"Fuck if I know, but I been hearing some rumors that their leader has been fucking it up a lot of deals lately and complicating thier distribution." He explained to the Serial Killer.
Ummm... I should exploit that later. "Time and location of the exchange?" He asked.
"Ahh... Today, at six." The old man responded to him and Joshua doesn't think that he is lying. "It was at the abandoned construction site a few blocks from here." He was referring to a spot where another school should have been built but thanks to the person in charge of the Construction budget, running away with the money. It has been untouched ever since.
Joshua then checked his cell phone and saw that he had three hours before the meeting. "Thank you for your cooperation and if the information you gave me is right, you shall be out of here soon enough."
"Wait, seriously?" The man asked in disbelief.
"Unless you are actually lying to me..." Joshua replied as he moved towards his backpack once again.
"No! No! I'm not!" He quickly responded to his insinuation as the boy with emo hair grabbed his baseball cap and put it back on his head.
"Good," Joshua then put his jacket back on and grabbed his backpack. "Now, be quiet." He reached inside and grabbed a dentistry gag that he placed on top of his month.
"MMMMM!" Raphael reacted accordingly. "WWHHWWW!" He tried to speak but it was hopeless.
"Despite your cooperation, you have to understand that I cannot just let you go unpunished.." Joshua decided to inform him, in truth, if his crime was simply being a drug dealer, he would have actually let him go. "You see, if all you did was sell drugs, then I would actually let you go since the junkies you supplied brought it on themselves." That was a harsh judgment from him, but there are very few junkies that are actually sympathetic. "But, we both know that wasn't the only crime you committed." In truth, he actually harmed the families of several junkies that owed him money. The most prominent case was one in which he killed the grandmother of a heroin addict that he supplied, a poor old lady that was beaten to death by his order for refusing to tell her grandson's location to the man wanting to harm him. "So, I'll have to punish you." The boy then pulled off the blanket that was covering the thing on top of the bedside drawer.
What was on top of the drawer, was a fifteen gallon water container that was upside down in a water stand with a valve that had a modified orogastric tube connected to it. "Now, this is going to be uncomfortable, but that is the intention." That was Joshua's warning as he shoves the orogastric tube deep into Dust Storm's throat with him making sounds as he does it. "Okay, so..." Once it was in, Joshua decided to explain what was going on. "This is called Schwedentrunk or Swedish drink, it's a method of torture and execution in which the victim is forced to swallow large amounts of foul liquid, such as excrement." Justifiably, he immediately struggled in a futile attempt to break free after hearing that. "It was used to force peasants or town citizens to hand over hidden money, food, animals, etc." He explained what it was used for. "Basically, what is about to go down your throat is basically a mixture of urine, shit, rat guts, vomit from an alcoholic, contaminated blood and the list goes on."
"HHHHHHPPPPP!" He clearly tried to scream for help but it was worthless.
Joshua just smiled in response. An evil and downright sinister smile. "I bet the poor old lady that you ordered killed screamed for help as well." That was the last thing that Joshua said before he turned the valve and allowed the foul liquid to go into his throat through the hose.
"RRRRRGBBBNMMMMMMMN!" That was the only sound that he heard as he puts his backpack on his back and zipped up his jacket again. "ARRRRRMMMMRRRRR!"
With that, the Stranding Haven Killer moved towards the door, opening it and passing through the door frame, Joshua took one final look at Dust Storm, who could only struggle in agony as the foul liquid entered him. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" A maniacal laughter escaped Joshua's lips as he closed the door.
Three hours... What am I going to do in the meantime? He asked himself as he made his way towards the exit of the motel. Once he got out, Joshua looked around the neighborhood. The spot where this meeting was going to occur was fifteen minutes away from there, so he had plenty of time. Hmmm... The boy with emo hair decided to walk around the neighborhood with his hands inside his pockets, after he removed the rubber gloves and placed them on his backpack to dispose of them later.
Each step, he observed the area more and more. The difference between each area of Stranding Haven was pretty shocking if you think about it. Part of him felt bad but another tried to ignore it since there wasn't much he could do about it. At least not right now, all that he could do was try to ignore it for now. Turning around the corner at the end of the street, he came across a much more populated area.
There were several kids playing soccer in the street. Some old ladies are sitting in front of a building not far away from the kids. Some guys were laughing on top of the steps of the same building. The rest of the street was pretty empty which indicates that the only building that is actually being used is the one with people next to it.
Deciding to continue with his walk. He moved slowly towards the semi-clean street, despite his lack of hurry towards the meeting with the Stranding Parasites as he was already planning the many possible outcomes for the encounter. Passing by the kids in the street, he noticed that one of the kids tripped and fell head first on the street. But Joshua ignored it since the kids immediately stood up and kept playing despite the fact that his nose was bleeding from the fall. Talk about dedication. That was his opinion about that.
After passing by the kids, and ended up passing by the old ladies. They all seemed to be chatting about something.
"I heard your daughter has been having financial problems."
"Wasn't she married to a rich business man?"
"Yes, Steiner Land, but they got divorced a year ago."
"She didn't go anything from the divorce, the stupid girl shouldn't have signed a prenuptial."
"What about the twins?"
"Angelica is living with her father but Angela went to live with her mother."
"Aren't you even a little worried about your daughter."
"She got married with a fifty year old man for money when she was twenty years old, enjoyed the filthy bastard's wealth for more than ten years until he got tired of her and switched for another stupid twenty year old girl."
"My daughter brought it on herself, my husband, her father, died of shame because of her and I will never, ever, forget that."
"I still remember the awful day that poor Will had a stroke because of her."
"But, what about your granddaughters?"
"If God wishes, I'll meet them someday."
So... She's pissed off with her daughter because she married an old guy for cash and her husband had a stroke that was caused by that. Joshua really didn't want to pry but he overheard their conversation as they passed by. Hmmm... That girl named Monica that Terry has a crush on mentioned an Angelica that lived in a mansion. He remembered since he was thinking about that girl Monica due to Terry's clear crush on her. I wonder if it's the same person. Then he noticed yet another detail. Steiner Land, the richest douchebag in Stranding Haven. Who happens to own the company where the son of Raphael Torres works. Funny coincidence.
After passing by the old ladies, he saw a group of four guys speaking on the steps that lead to the main entrance. Just like the old ladies, they were chatting about something.
"Shithead, you better be fucking joking!"
"KKKKKK! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Fuck you two..."
"Seriously, the morbidly obese chick?"
"Pussy is pussy, man."
Joshua immediately rolled his eyes in response to what he just heard.
"You should have just gone to the hooker that lives on the last floor."
"Dude, I don't have cash for that."
"Wait, there's a hooker living in the building."
"Last floor, in the room right in front of the stairs.
"Did you seriously not know that?"
"No, what is she like?"
"Like eight out of ten, man."
"She's expensive though, but I heard that she is worth every cent."
Hmmmm... Joshua overhead that bit. Well... I still have plenty of time and I can get to the meeting spot quickly. He looked at the building for a bit. Why not? The young boy decided to enter the building, walking past the group of guys that didn't pay any attention to him due to being too focused on their conversation.
Upon entering the building, he noticed that the inside was pretty poorly kept, with lots of trash on the floor. Empty cups, cigarettes, and other things. Moving past the letter boxes that were right in front of the entrance. Joshua found the stairs and decided to make his way up. Passing through each floor relatively quickly since they were all pretty unremarkable. Eventually, he arrived at the last floor. Reaching the top of the stairs, he noticed a wooden door that had a flower painted in the color red.
Moving his head to the left and right, he noticed that there was someone on the end of the corridor on the left. A guy that seemed to have been knocked out or something. But that wasn't Joshua's business.
Returning his attention back towards the door, Joshua decided to waste no time and simply knock on the door. He waited for a few seconds until someone opened.
Eight out of ten indeed. The woman on the other side of the door was a very attractive latina woman that seemed to be in her late twenties or early thirties. With full lips, tan skin, black , wavy, thin, shoulder-length hair, & dark brown eyes. She was wearing a black bathrobe and by the looks of it, she just came out of a shower.
"Hello...?" The woman was visibly confused by the young boy standing on her doorstep.
Joshua decided to respond by saying. "Please don't take this the wrong way but..." He warned her first. "Are you really a prostitute?" That was just to be certain.
The woman sighed in response before answering. "Yes." She folded her arms, visibly annoyed by his question.
"Okay," It was nice to have confirmation. "How much do you charge?"
"Is this some type of prank?" The woman asked him with a clear expression of disbelief. "How old are you?"
"No, it's not a prank and I don't see what my age has to do with this." That was his answer.
"It has to do with the fact that I'm pretty sure that you are underage." The woman clearly noticed.
"Does it matter?" Joshua asked.
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"Not really." The woman responded to the boy in front of her. "A thousand." She gave him her price with a mischievous smirk.
Any normal person would probably react with surprise, but Joshua saw immediately that the value that she charged him, was to discourage him. "Alright..." Sadly, for her, Joshua had enough money. Reaching inside his backpack, he pulled out a roll that had precisely ten hundred dollars bills on it.
"Really?" The woman asked in pure disbelief. It was obvious that she gave him the high price to see him giving up, but now that she saw the money. All that she could do was let out a sigh and allow Joshua to come in. As he passed through the door frame, the woman clearly checked the place in order to guarantee that this was not some type of prank or set up.
As he entered, Joshua noticed that the apartment was very small but quite well kept and decorated. On his left, there was the kitchen which was basically a refrigerator, two counters that had a microwave on, an oven, a sink and a dinner table in front of everything that had a vase with flowers on top of it. Right in front of the dinner table , there was the bedroom with no separation in between. The bedroom was a double sized bed with several pillows and a red blanket on top of it, two bedside drawers on each side, the left drawer had a lamp and an alarm clock on top of it, the right side had a few candles and tissue paper. Under the bed there was a nice and puffy looking carpet. On the wall right beside the bed, there was a big drawer with makeup and some wigs on top of it, and beside the drawer, there was a mirror. In front of the door, there was a second door that was apparently the bathroom.
Nice apartment. He thought as he observed the violet colored wall around him. The woman who's name he still doesn't know, locked the door with a chain lock before moving past the tennager.
"What's your name?" Joshua asked as he put the money on top of the dinner table.
" Daniela." She introduced herself to him as he placed his backpack on top of the table as well.
"Josh." He introduced himself as well as he removed the cap and put it on top of his head.
Daniela stood in the middle of the bedroom and folded her arms as she stared at the boy with her dark eyes. "Josh, how old are you?" She was still questioning him over that.
The boy simply removed his jacket while carefully removing the holster that was strapped on his chest without her noticing. "You seriously let me into your apartment just to ask me that again?" He asked as he placed the jacket on top of the dinner table.
"Look, I just don't want any trouble for this later." She clearly seemed to be a little on edge.
"Don't worry, you'll never see me again after this and I am not going to comment on this with anyone." Joshua thinks that anyone that brags about girls he fucked is a massive loser in a very pathetic need of reassurance. "So... Please calm down." He pleaded with her.
The prostitute took a deep breath before speaking. "Alright, Josh." He smiled in response before he kneeled down to take off his shoes. "Is this your first time?" She asked him.
"Having sex?" He removed his left shoe. "No." He removed his right shoe. "But I rather not talk about that right now."
"Now, I'm officially disturbed, so I'll stop asking questions." She had the right reaction.
The boy with emo hair then removed his polo shirt. "So... Hmmm... Do I have a time limit or limitation of what I can do?" He asked as he approached the woman wearing a robe.
"No, take all the time you want." Since he literally paid her a thousand dollars, that was the least she could do to be honest because Joshua is sure that this isn't her standard price. "Limitation... anything that could be considered nasty."
The Serial Killer just nodded in response before he removed his jeans and tossed them on top of the table as well. Standing in front of the attractive woman wearing black boxer shorts and black socks, Joshua slowly wrapped his arms around the woman in order to hug her, before he smelled her. She smells like honey, it's quite pleasant. He thought as he sniffed her neck. After a few seconds, she returned the hug by wrapping her arms around his pale body.
"You're so pale, and your skin is so smooth." She commented as she touched his arm.
Joshua didn't respond to the comment, he just moved his head up to look into her eyes before he removed the bang from his right eye. Staring deeply into her dark brown eyes, before he approached his face and pressed his lips into hers. With their tongues touching one another upon entrance, it was kind of clear that no one had kissed her in a while, which is super surprising for Joshua considering her profession. The young teen and the adult woman kept french kissing each other for nearly two minutes, while the boy with black hair fondled her ass while they were at it. Eventually they separated, due to the bulge on his boxer shorts.
"You're a big boy, aren't you?" She spoke in a jokeful tone as she noticed his boner. "At least on the part that matters." Joshua just smiled in response to that. "So... Any requests?"
"Take off that robe." That was the only thing that the boy wanted at the moment.
Daniela responded by simply smiling as well, before she took two steps back and started to untie her bathrobe as Joshua watched her in anticipation. The anticipation definitely paid off, because under that bathrobe had a curvy hourglass figure with D-cup sized breasts and a clean shaven pussy. Once the bathrobe fell on the floor, the attractive prostitute moved towards the bed and got on top of it. "Anything else?" She asked him as she sat on top of her bed naked, as the boy moved towards it.
" Lay on your side." He instructed her as he moved towards his backpack to grab something from one of it's pockets. A condom.
"Like this?" She followed his instructions and turned to the side, and Joshua got a sight of her beautiful ass.
"Perfect." He said as he approached the bed. Standing on the side of it, Joshua removed his boxer shorts and proceeded to place the condom on his dick. Once it was on, the boy with emo hair joined the prostitute on top of the bed.
Joshua wrapped his arms around Daniela and got into a spooning position, with her clearly noticing what he wanted, she lifted her knees up in order to give him more space. Which he gladly took advantage of by wasting no time in penetrating her pussy. A small moan escaped his lips since it was simply fantastic inside of her, hugging her torso tightly in response before he slowly started to move his hips to fuck her. Each time he thrusted into her, he could hear a low grunt coming from her, but they didn't sound like the grunts of unpleasantness, so he just ignored them. I guess the guy was right, she's worth every cent indeed. The perverted boy thought as he moved his hands to fondle her breasts, caressing them slowly while rubbing her nipples with his index fingers. Once I'm done here, I'll head straight to the meeting spot to plan how I am going to take out the members of the Stranding Parasites that are coming to the exchange. He thought as he planted kisses on her back as he did.
"Ahh..." A moan escaped Daniela's lips as Joshua's hand found it's way to pussy. "Mierda, espera..." She spoke in Spanish as Joshua started to rub her clit, slowly.
"¿Por qué?" Joshua replied in Spanish. "Quiero que tú también te sientas bien." Clearly, she was surprised that he spoke Spanish. "Eres tan caliente, Daniela."
"Dios mio!" She accidentally said that after Joshua went deeper into her pussy while rubbing her clit with his fingers.
Daniela started to moan alongside him as he started to go even harder into her. With his right hand fondling her right breast and his left hand rubbing her clit. His hips were practically moving by themselves now and after a few more thrusts, he felt his release approaching.
"Daniela... I'm close..." Joshua warned him.
"Go on..." She replied as she held both of his hands.
Hearing the attractive prostitute, Joshua decided to finish. So he went at full speed inside of her, with ten hard thrusts until he finally came.
"Aaahhhhh..." Joshua moaned as he filled the condom up with cum.
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The two of them stayed like that for a few seconds, recovering their breath. More her than him, since Joshua has enhanced endurance. After a few seconds, he pulled his dick out of her and he saw the condom filled up. He removed it right away and dropped on the floor, before laying on his back.
Daniela did the same as him and laid beside me.
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More of an awkward silence happened. Until Joshua decided to ask her a question. "Do you have any condoms?"
"Wanna go again?" She asked him.
"Yes... You?" He asked.
"I was almost there, so..." She moved her head to look at him when she said that.
Joshua just smiled in response before kissing her in the lips once again. Because he took that as a personal challenge.
An hour and half, that was the amount of time he spent with Daniela. But eventually, it was time to leave.
"Gracias." Joshua spoke as he stood in front of her door.
"Debería ser yo quien te lo agradezca, niño bonito." Daniela spoke while wearing her robe once again.
"¿Por el dinero o el orgasmo? " Joshua had to ask. " A menos que en realidad estuvieras fingiendo." He knows she wasn't.
"No, no estaba fingiendo." The attractive prostitute responded to him as she leaned on the door frame. ¿Puedes decirme cuántos años tienes ahora?" She asked him in curiosity.
" Casi catorce." He answered her truthfully.
She sighed and touched her face in deep frustration. "¿Porque no me sorprende?" But she took the information quite well.
"Porque probablemente ya lo sospechabas a pesar de que estoy por encima de la estatura promedio." He pointed out as he placed his hands inside his jeans pockets. "Tengo que irme ahora, pero fue excepcionalmente encantador."
"Adios, Josh." That was the last thing that Daniela said to him before she closed the door.
"Adios." Joshua spoke as he turned around to leave the building through the stairs.
Walking down each step slowly, the deeply satisfied boy decided to plan what he was going to do for the exchange. I'll go with a simple plan. Honestly, it took only a few seconds for him to decide what to do. As he takes each step slowly, he notices someone else climbing the stairs, he only noticed because he was wearing a leather jacket with the symbol of the Haven Devils, just like Lydia's mom's boyfriend. It was a middle aged, skinny, fair skinned guy with a pretty gaunt appearance, with thinning dark brown hair, and a cheap looking facial tattoo completely covering his face. He was wearing a black leather jacket, worn-out brown jeans, leather boots and he was completely shirtless under the jacket, which revealed a disgusting looking skinny fat physique that was made worse by the great number of shitty looking tattoos on it. Joshua ignored him for the most part until he noticed him actually knocking on Daniela's door. From the end of that section of the stairs, he partially unzipped his jacket in order to reach his revolver quickly if he actually tried to do anything with the attractive prostitute.
"Hi Emmett." But he quickly zipped up again when he noticed her being friendly with him after opening the door. "The usual?"
"Yes..." The man spoke with a very sad voice. "Please."
It's clearly just a client looking for some comfort. Joshua thought as he noticed that the man seemed really upset with something. Can't be too careful because the Haven Devils have a really bad reputation around the city. He thought as he made his way down. Which is why I need to investigate this guy that Lydia's mom is dating when I have time. That was something he really needed to do because he really doesn't like the idea of that guy around Lydia. Especially since her mother had a track record of dating really shitty individuals.
Placing his hands inside his pocket, the Serial Killer decided to leave the apartment to continue with his task.
It only took him thirty minutes to arrive at the spot. The abandoned construction site, just by the look of it, he could tell that it was the perfect spot for this type of exchange. The entire place was conveniently secluded, with a considerable separation from other places. It was also half-built, meaning that it gave them considerable coverage.
Okay... Joshua, who already scanned the area and found a spot that he could use. A rooftop of an abandoned convenience store that was considerably far from the school, but that wasn't really a problem for him. Reaching inside his backpack for a small case that took a considerable amount of space inside of his backpack. Placing the case on the floor, Joshua opened and inside, there was a completely disassembled Sniper Rifle inside. The Sniper Rifle in question, was a M24 Sniper Weapon System, not his favorite rifle but it was the one that he brought along with him. It took him a minute and a half to fully assemble the rifle together, he could have done it quicker but he really wanted to make sure that everything was in place. Once it was done, he pulled out a box of 7.62 × 51mm NATO bullets out of his backpack and loaded five rounds into the rifle before getting in position to shoot.
Before climbing on top of the roof, he actually parked the pickup truck that he used to transport the drugs and Dust Storm into the motel, tight inside of the construction site. Except that the box that used to be filled with cocaine bags, was now empty. Except for one that had a propane tank inside that was covered in gasoline, he found the tank inside of the shopping center that he abducted Dust Storm from, apparently it was used in a stove that belonged to his henchmen, that they used for cooking since some of them actually lived there. He took it with him in case of needing to destroy the car or in case of needing to set up a trap. It turned out to be a good idea since he was using it for the letter. I hope Michelangelo took my suggestions of how to improve the armor, I am not as smart as he is but I know what is good for combat. He thought since the armor helped him accomplish his plans sooner than he originally planned. I am gonna keep that prototype for myself, since it will definitely be useful. The armor was suitable to become the standard uniform of the Security Service branch of the organization in his opinion. I'm just glad the fat bastard didn't call me again afterwards. Hearing his father's voice is not exactly pleasant for him, thankfully, Lydia and Erika were there to cheer him up.
I got to pass on the Pawn Shop later to see if Lydia needs some cheer up, since she detests being at the front desk. Joshua thought as he waited for the targets to appear.
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Eventually, the time came as he patiently waited with his rifle at hand. As he saw a 1995 Cadillac Fleetwood Hearse in the color green, appearing on the street. The car was covered in spray painting in a drawing that seemed to be a poor attempt at abstract art. I guess it's time. Joshua put his wireless earphones before laying on his stomach in order to get in position. Once he had his rifle perfectly aimed at the stop. He put on some music.
Yeah
The car eventually entered the construction site, stopping right in the front.
Rest in peace to all the kids that lost their lives in the Parkland shooting
Slowly, they parked the car in the side of the main entrance.
This song is dedicated to you
It didn't take long for a group of four guys to get out of the car, all four of them were wearing some type of green clothing. All of them seemed to be trying too hard to look like gangsters. One had a green hoodie, one had a green bandanna, one had green jeans, one had a baggy green T-shirt. The one wearing a green bandanna was the only light skin member of the group.
Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night
He could see a gun inside the pants of the guy wearing green jeans. The one with the green hoodie was clearly carrying a gun inside his hood pocket. The one with the baggy T-shirt was holding a MAC-11 and the guy wearing a green bandanna had no gun.
Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe
Slowly, the four of them approached the construction site and were about to see the car. They were speaking with each other at each step and if his lip reading skills didn't fail him, it was mostly composed of cursing.
All alone, swear to God, I be in my mind
Eventually, the group of thugs found the car. Three of them celebrated, but the one with the hoodie didn't seem at all pleased and started to search around for any sign of Dust Storm or any of his henchmen.
Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my
The idiots didn't catch the same suspicion as he did, and approached the car without thinking twice. Despite the guy in the hoodie clearly warning them about his suspicion, they didn't seem to be paying attention to them.
Said I wouldn't die, yeah, no, I'm not alright, yeah
Eventually, the guy with the bandanna got close to the car and started to check the boxes, but the one with the hoodie pulled out his handgun and yelled for him to get away from the car. His handgun was a Arsenal Firearms AF2011-A1, which surprised Joshua.
I might start a riot, I'm so fuckin' tired
The guy pointed his handgun at the unarmed guy in a side grip, yelling at him to get away from the car. He's clearly the smart one.
So, so what you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great
The other guys kept trying to argue with him, but the guy kept yelling at them to get away from the car.
Tired of the fuckin' hate, stackin' cheese all on my plate
After some more yelling, the two eventually got convinced and got away from the car.
So outside of my misery, I think I'll find
But the guy with the bandanna kept talking back and clearly cursing him since the guy with a gun got more and more pissed at every word.
A way of envisioning a better life
The other guys jumped in and tried to convince the guy with the bandanna to get away from the car.
For the rest of us, the rest of us
But he clearly didn't want to listen and just climbed on the back of the truck to check the boxes.
There's hope for the rest of us, the rest of us
And realized that they were all empty. Well, almost all of them were empty.
Okay, she keep cryin', she keep cryin' every single night
The three started to yell at him, but clearly it wasn't to berate him but to ask him to check the rest of the boxes, and he responded by tossing them off the truck to showcase that they were empty.
Day and night, on my mind, please don't kill the vibe
He tossed four empty boxes into the ground in front of his friends, which they all seemed pissed since they probably assumed that they got double-timed by Dust Storm.
Oh no, I swear to God, I be in my mind
Until he grabbed the box he hid the propane tank on. And he clearly noticed that it was heavier than the rest of the boxes.
Swear I wanna die, yeah, when you cross my mind
By the looks of it, the idiot assumed that the cocaine was inside of that one. But the guy with the green hoodie was again skeptical about it and told him to get away from it.
Said I wouldn't die, yeah, no, I'm not alright, yeah
But the other guys seemed to have stopped listening to him and decided to approach the pickup truck to help him with the box. While the guy with the green hoodie kept trying to tell them to stop.
I might start a riot, I'm so fuckin' tired
The trio seemed to not care about his opinion anymore and simply took the box out of the pickup truck to check. Smartly, the guy that was reluctant stepped back while looking around for any sign of anyone.
So, so what you say? Feelin' good, I'm feelin' great
Once the box was on the ground, the guy with the baggy green T-shirt pulled out a butterfly knife from his pocket. Which he used to get the box open, and as he did, Joshua aimed at the box with his rifle.
Tired of the fuckin' hate, stackin' cheese all on my plate
As soon as the three morons got the box open, Joshua delivered a perfect shot at the box. The bullet landed right in the middle and as soon as it hit the tank, it exploded right into the trio's faces. In truth, the ammunition that Joshua was using was explosive ammunition, basically bullets that are composed of a casing containing an explosive powder charge, the result is a controlled explosion on impact producing increased damage and less clothing related problems. In this case, it caused quite the explosion. Joshua gave an evil smirk as he watched the trio agonizing in pain due to the damage that was caused by the explosion. But the last guy that was smart enough to stay away from the box just ran away, not even bothering to help his friends that just got caught in a small explosion.
Joshua got repulsed by the guy abandoning his friends like that. But then he thought better and they were probably not friends, not to mention that they brought it on themselves by not listening to his advice. Oh well... Joshua shot him in the leg as he was about to reach the car that they were driving, and he fell on the floor screaming as the bullet landed on the side of his thigh. He screamed on the floor as he tried to crawl towards the Cadillac, but Joshua simply responded by shooting up the ties one by one. Five rounds, do I need to reload? Yeah, I got rid of the car. Joshua thought since the idiots took the box relatively far away from the pickup truck. So the Serial Killer loaded one last round into his rifle, and aimed towards the fuel tank of the pickup truck. "Bang..." That was the sound that Joshua made as he shot the pickup truck and watched it explode from afar as the explosion. The smart guy, who was trying to get inside of the car, saw the explosion and only forced himself to stand up despite the bullet on his thigh and made his way back to the car, despite the fact that he saw the tires getting shot. Hilariously, he tried to drive away from the place, but it was unbelievably foolish of him to try to ride a car with flat tires, and it ended with predictable results as he crashed the car as soon as he tried to accelerate. But not before he accidentally ran over one of his buddies that was agonizing on the floor because of the explosion.
I'm done here. He thought as he dismantled the rifle once again in order to place it back inside of his backpack. Once it was in, Joshua Reese turned around and made his way out of that rooftop.
"Until I draw my last breath, you shall never have Hyrule!"
"Foolish boy, as soon as I get my hands on the final piece of the Triforce, Hyrule will belong to me."
After returning home, Joshua took a very relaxing bath, changed his clothes into just a white T-shirt and a pair of white trunks and decided to chill out in his room until Lydia arrived. He was sitting on top of his computer desk, playing with action figures of Link and Ganon from The Legend of Zelda.
"Never!" Joshua made his own personal impression of what he imagines Link's voice to sound like. "HYAH!" He made the action figure perform the iconic Jump Slash.
"Nice try?" He made the Ganon figure block the attack before kicking Link back. Before he charged at the young Hylian and performed a horizontal slash.
But Link blocked with his shield and immediately performed his Spin Attack.
"Ahh!" Ganon grunted as he fell backwards.
"TYAAAA!" That was the sound that he made as he delivered the ending blow at Ganon.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Suddenly, Joshua heard someone bursting into laughter on his door. "What the fuck?!" Of course, the one laughing at him was none other than Lydia.
"What?" Joshua asked with a smile as he placed the action figures on top of the desk.
"That was so fucking lame..." She said, but not in a mocking way. "But the Link impression was super awesome." His blond friend admitted as she gave him a thumbs up.
"Good to know," Joshua stood up from his chair and approached her. "How was your day?" He asked.
"Shit." She responded as she took off her hoodie, revealing a white tank top underneath. "My mom decided to have a day off and just go out with her boyfriend, and I was the one that had to take care of the store." The blond girl complained as she took off her jeans, revealing that she was still wearing one of Joshua's boxer shorts. "Seriously, some dipshit trying to sell a fake diamond ring, some dumbass that didn't know the difference between a bass guitar and a electric guitar, some perverted looking elderly guy saying how cute I would be if I just put on a dress and the list goes fucking on." Speaking about her day with a lot of repulsion in her voice, as she jumped on his bed.
"Can't imagine you in a dress." That was his only comment about the situation as he joined her on top of the bed.
"No shit, I would look like shit." She responded as the two snuggled together on the bed. "So, are we still going to binge watch all of the episodes of Digimon Frontier?"
"Yes."
For now, Joshua just decided to enjoy the rest of the night with his best friend. He will see the outcome of everything he did on that day, tomorrow.
Q and A:
Yep knew Troy wasn't long for this world haha
I love the added fact that due to the mountain of work he's causing Erika's father this is allowing Erika herself to spend more time with Joshua and Lydia and frankly the fact that in the future Joshua is going to be fucking Erika while her father is buried in work he caused just adds to the amount of salt her father is unknowingly having poured on him by the killer he's looking for
Now with how horny Joshua and Lydia got over Erika at the start there it's a wonder that they didn't fuck haha
Okay Joshua's "father" might question why Samara and their organisation lets Joshua do whatever he wants but I like to think it's because everyone but the "father" is aware they can't control Joshua and if they annoyed him to much he could easily come and kill them all the "father" is just to stupid while everyone else is like doing everything they can to not annoy Joshua
I like to think that Joshua's "brothers" are all also acutely aware of while they themselves might be capable Joshua is a completely different kind of beast that could again kill them all so they do their best to keep him happy
Anyway cool seeing Joshua go all super solider
Hm well hopefully Terry eventually gets the message Monica isn't interested so she can join in the Joshua loving
While a fan of Rey still hope Joshua would perk up with Lydia if they saw Alexa Bliss and Liv Morgan haha
Joshua was really pissed off after finding out that he put a poor guy in a coma despite it being a fixed fight that he was going to win anyway.
He actually feels bad for it because he likes Erika's father, and sadly yes.
Erika was kind of afraid of going all the way and Joshua noticed, which is the only reason why.
His father's name is Vladislav and Samara is his mother's name. The Organization is a shadowy but insanely powerful group of people that has controlled the whole world from behind the scenes since ancient times. Joshua honestly thinks it would be suicide go against the organization, mostly because of how powerful they are and because they literally provide him with a lifestyle of being able to do whatever he wants so it would simply not be benificial to him in any way to try to do anything against them. (His parents are also high members of the organization so that would be an act of betrayal.)
Think of the Organization as a mash-up of Umbrella, SCP, Shinra Inc, The Patriots, Abstergo, etc.
Joshua is one of seven that had similar origins to him (He is the number Seven and the youngest.). The best way that I can describe it is that all of his "brothers" excel at something. (Four is the smartest man in the world, Six is the world's greatest detective , etc.) All of them except for Joshua, which causes the Organization to view him as a failure and basically treat him like an glorified errant boy. But funnily enough, that is his greatest asset, because in everything that his brothers excel at, Joshua is the second best in everything, making him the most balanced one of his "brothers". (Though, I'm going to have to be very honest here, the only one of his "brothers" that he actually fears is the number One, because he is afraid that he will go AKIRA on everyone's assses someday.)
He is technically a super soldier in all but name. (Think of Joshua as a mixture of Albert Wesker and Solid Snake.)
Don't get me wrong, Joshua would totally try something with Monica. (But he has a Bros before Hoes mentality in that regard.)
Ha...
This is just some dumb fun but with the classic horror films I just picture scenarios where say Joshua meet Leatherface the chainsaw twirling manic would freeze and back away from Joshua while someone like Michael Myers would stare at him and then walk away
While something like the Cenobites would be like please join us haha
Also don't know if you've seen the trailer for m3gan but I think even if Joshua was never the toy owning type and to be frank I can't picture him as the type who cared much for toys growing up but I think Megan would be the exception
By the way with the whole camping deal if Joshua and his friends do go camping with his tent hope he's the type to bring a tent that can hold a good number of people even if it was just him sleeping in it of course I doubt he'd be alone in his tent haha
I've been curious about something to after he's done with university or I guess college would be the American term what sort of job with Joshua get like what would we be talking here a teacher where it's clear all the female students have a crush on him, famous writer or will he win the lottery and never have to get a day job
Saying that I could see him getting a day job as just a time killer
Also is it safe to say that as soon as he's old enough Joshua will move into his own house and that Lydia and Erika and a few other girls will be moving in alongside him
That would be awesome but don't count on it, he might face some foes that are based on them though.
Unfortunately, for Joshua, the organization has a branch that deals with unknown creatures (Unknown because they don't know if they are of supernatural or extraterrestrial origin.) And one of those creatures greatly resembles a Cenobite. (Think of... this universe's equivalent of The SCP Foundation.)
He actually has a collection of action figures but he would love to have something like that.
Joshua hates sleeping alone, so...
Sadly, he won't be going to university, as soon as he reaches the age of 18, he will be forced to become a full time employee of the Organization. (Basically, his mother didn't want him to end up like the rest of his "brothers" (Personality wise) so she kind of allowed him to have a "normal life", if that makes any sense.)
A Professional Assasin (John Wick style) will be one of his functions when he becomes a full time employer.
He would definitely love that.