Disclaimer: *laughs* Now do people really think that I own seaQuest?! Me out of all
people?!?!?! *laughs* JK..
Personal Note: Oh god it has been so long since I have written anything in so LONG... I'm so
sorry for that!! But hey, back! Anyways, Thanks to Dag for everything. :D Thanks to
Captain Michael and Melissa for keeping me insane. ;)
Meaning Of Love
By the Untalented JOxER
Chapter 12
Lucas began to moan as he began to regain consciousness. He felt the familiar pain coming
from his leg but it was stronger than ever. He took in deep breaths as the pain went through his
system. He tried to feel his leg when again his hands were tied to the arms of the chair. He
slowly opened his eyes and looked around, there was some movement coming from down the
hallway as if there were people coming inside the building and going out. He looked down on
the floor and almost went ill as he saw the heart near his chair leg. The memory of the last few
hours rushed to his head and he felt hot tears running down his cheeks. The final hours of his
love, Dayna, was spent in pure pain and suffering. Everything that was promised to him when
Jesse appeared to him was all gone. His future with Dayna, his future family... all due to one
man. The pain that was now coming from his heart was over taken by pure hate towards the
men that were responsible for her death. More towards Razor then to the other two. He
struggled against the bonds that were holding him. He had to get out of there, at least to give
Dayna a proper burial. He felt that the bonds on his wrists were loose and if he tried hard
enough, he could wiggle his left hand free. All his focus now was freeing that hand.
Lawrence and Doran were hauling the computer equipment to the van. They were leaving the
hideout today and they had to rid themselves of everything that might lead to their capture.
Lawrence handed Doran one final box of equipment and took a seat on the rear of van bumper.
Doran set the box inside and took a seat near Lawrence.
"Are we taking your son with us?" Doran asked and saw Lawrence give him an angry look.
Even the mention of his son brought some rage inside the man. Doran rephrased his question. "
I meant that if you are going to bring him in order to make some room inside the van..."
"No, we are not going to keep him alive if that's what you mean. You and I are going to check
to see if Lucas did the accounts and make sure those computer parts are well destroyed. Razor
will stay here and keep an eye on my son while we are gone."
"Where is Razor anyways?" Doran asked as he noticed that Razor had been gone for about 30
minutes.
Lawrence looked around outside and didn't see the man anywhere. " Good question."
Lawrence said as he got up and went to look for Razor. Doran followed. As they entered the
warehouse, they saw a door opened to the room where the dead bodies were. Razor was
moving the bodies and stacked them into one pile in the near corner of the room. Razor
dragged the body of Patricia, his first victim, by her feet and laid her near Dayna. Doran took
notice that Dayna was still breathing and it scared the shit out of him.
"I thought... Isn't she..? Razor, she is still breathing!" Doran said as he looked as white as a
ghost. Razor saw his reaction and started to laugh so hard.
"Calm down Doran, she is still alive.."
"Then how the fuck you did..." Lawrence said as he also was puzzled by what he was seeing.
Razor sat down near Patricia's body and was still laughing. He picked up a jacket that covered
the chest part of Patricia's body. Doran and Lawrence gasped as they saw a chest that was
completely torn open.
"That's how."
"So you cut her open instead of Dayna... I understand that now but how the fuck did a dead girl
screamed?!' Doran said as he referred to Patricia. Razor placed back the jacket to cover up
her chest and began to laugh again.
"I am good ain't I? I took off the tape around Dayna's mouth and stepped on her hand as hard
as I could and that's how she screamed. I placed the duct tape back when I got the affect that
I needed and well... I did not want to see her dead just yet. I thought we could bring her with
us... So.." Razor said.
"NO. We are going to kill her after we come back from checking the bank accounts. You will
stay here and keep an eye on Lucas." Lawrence stated as he walked out of the room. At the
doorway, he turned and motioned for the other two people to follow him. Razor left the bodies
where they were and actually felt bad. He really did not want to kill Dayna before he had his
fun with her but he must do what the boss wants. Doran was the last to exit the room and he
was still surprised that he managed to keep the bile that was rising in his stomach down. Three..
Two and one almost dead bodies inside the room started to pick up that rotten smell.
Lucas had just about to free his left hand when the trio started to enter the room. He quickly
stopped his actions and waited for another moment so he can carry out his plan. Lawrence
came over and placed his hands on his hips as he stared at this son. He soon began to shake his
head back and forth.
"What?!" Lucas said out loud.
"You.. you are such a waste. I can not believe that you are my son... You are so pathetic."
Lawrence said with shame written all over his face. Lucas could not help it but just grin to
himself. It was either the pain or the hate inside him that he just was not thinking of what he was
doing. Lawrence was now the one that asked Lucas what was so funny.
"After all these months in jail, I would have thought you would have come up with something
more original than that" Lucas smiled but soon died when Lawrence came around and kicked
Lucas' injured leg. Lucas gave out a small cry out, sort of a loud whimper.
"You know the only reason I do not kill you right now is that I need you right now. But when I
come back, there is nothing that is going to stop me from giving you the most painful death in the
history of this god forsaken world." Lawrence saw the fear in Lucas eyes when he said that
statement. He grinned. "Oh yes, you will beg for me to kill you..." Lawrence said as he bent
down to whisper in Lucas' right ear. "More painful than what your girlfriend experienced."
Upon those words, Lucas just lost it. Lucas began to struggle against the bonds. "You wont
get away with what you have done! They will be after your ass for a long time. And when they
finally catch you I hope you rot in prison forever! I swear you wont get away with anything
that..." Lucas then screamed when he was kicked again and again. Lucas now sat in silence,
trying to control the pain that had just taken over his nervous system. It seemed that the pain
was coming from every inch of his body and he knew that a few more kicks, he would probably
pass out. Lawrence smiled as Lucas now was in pain and breathing heavily once more.
"I thought that would shut you up." Lawrence said as he messed up Lucas' hair and slapped his
son once more. Lawrence then turned around to the other two men and motioned for Doran to
follow him. Razor was left behind to look over Lucas. Razor tried to argue but Lawrence just
ignored him. As the two men left the room, Razor looked at Lucas and took a seat on near the
teen, keeping a close eye on him. Lawrence stepped into the van and checked their weapons.
"Just in case." Lawrence said as they turned on the van and exited the warehouse.
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Nathan Bridger sat quietly at a small outdoor cafe. He had been riding around the whole damn
major cities, hopping that the locator would pick up on Lucas' position. But it was not that
easy. He had been out all morning long and after five hours; he still had nothing to show for.
The locator still read- signal not found. He finally had to stop and had to have some soft of five-
minute rest. He looked at the yellow device near his left hand, the locator. He picked up the
device and once more hit the scan button. It still was not able to find the signal. Nathan was
about to throw the object down to the floor but stopped in mid air, it was the only thing that
could find his son and Dayna. Nathan took in a deep breath to control his actions and set the
object down delicately on the table. He then reacted for his back pocket and pulled out his cell
phone. He so wanted to call Kristen and make sure she was all right. He knew that she was
also hurting by the kidnapping. She had grown to love Lucas as if he was her own and really
enjoyed his new love in his life. Dayna was an inspiring student nurse and was a very easygoing
girl. It did not help the situation for Nathan just to leave Kristen alone to deal with her pain
alone but Nathan could not just stay inside the house and wait it out. He had to do something
and he did hope that Kristin did understand what he had to do. He was in mid thought of calling
or not calling when there was someone lightly tapping his shoulder. He set his phone down and
turned to the person that was tapping his shoulder.
"Do you want more sir?" The waiter said as he held a pot of hot coffee from its handle. Nathan
nodded and let the waiter fill his cup once more. It must have been the 8th cup of coffee he had
but it was the only thing that was keeping him alert. As the waiter left, he prepared the coffee
with some sugar and then gulped it down. The coffee was not the best he had tasted but right
now, he did not care. He looked at his watch, 11 am... The thought that Lucas had been gone
now more than 12 hours... He shook his head from the thought of Lucas and Dayna being hurt
or dead somewhere... The waiter came back, knowing the man was in some kind of stressed
since he was drinking coffee like a maniac.
"Are you alright sir?" The waiter asked, giving Nathan a friendly smile. Nathan looked at the
man and pulled out something out of his pocket.
"Have you seen my son?" Nathan asked as he held up the picture of Lucas. The waiter looked
hard and tried to remember if had seen him but no.
"No sir. I have not seen him..." The waiter sadly said. "I am sorry..." The waiter said as
something took his attention to the yellow object on the table. It was flashing a red blinking
light. Nathan was putting away the picture and had his back turned to the device. The waiter
must have thought it was something important because he had seen Nathan pick up the device
and then set it down so many times. The waiter took notice of the phone near by. "Sir, I think
you have a incoming call.." The waiter said.
"What?" Nathan said as he looked at the waiter. The waiter motioned at the locator and
Nathan stood up from his chair and almost knocked it down. He grabbed the locator and
blinked his eyes. "Oh my god.." Nathan said as he left an uncounted amount of money on the
table and quickly made it to his motorcycle. He placed his helmet on and didn't bother to strap
it secure and turned on the machine. He looked at the locator, the signal was strong and it was
moving west. He placed the locator inside his jacket and began to ride. "Hang in there Lucas,
I'm coming."
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Razor was still keeping an eye on Lucas when Lucas started to get uneasy. Lucas started to
move and see if he could distract Razor so he could get his hand free.
"Do you think I can get at least a glass of water or something?" Lucas said
"Oh your majesty, would you like some ice in your crystal glass as well?"
"I take that as a no..." Lucas said back, all he wanted to do is to kill the bastard but he had to
get free first. Maybe some small talk would get him to leave. "So, how did my fath.. Lawrence
talked you into this.. You know he is long gone with your half of the money.."
"Yeah right kid, I know Wolenczak... he would not want to mess with me" At that Lucas began
to laugh.
"Oh you know him?! That's a riot. He left you here and you know it!"
"Kid, do not make me kill you..."
"It is going to happen anyways, get another MURDER on your record. You just got fucked
with. Lawrence left you here to take the blame while he and that other moron is off spending
your money!!!" Lucas began to laugh again; it was fear that was controlling him right now.
Razor came over and slapped Lucas twice. At this, Razor left the room and headed towards
another room. Lucas thought his plan had worked and he tried to get his hand free. He heard
Razor move something or get something from the other room but right now, all that mattered
was to get his hand free. He moved and moved and for what seemed to be hours, he freed his
left hand.
'Yes!' Lucas thought as he quickly untied his other hand. With both hands free he began to
untie his feet. He bent down in somewhat pain that was coming from his stomach but he had to
ignore it. It was also the first time he had seen his leg and he could not help it but gasp. There
were some homemade bandages around his leg but it was obvious that they have not been
changed for a while since the blood was running down his leg. He was about to see if he could
stand when he could hear Razor coming back. Lucas sat back down like if he was tied to the
chair and waited. He was going to take on Razor. He took him down once; he might be able
to do it again.
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Nathan had stopped his bike twice and saw that the signal was still going west. At the second
stop, the signal was getting stronger. The signal was now heading south and stayed there.
Nathan knew a short cut to where the signal had stopped and made a sharp right turn and was
now heading towards the signal. He set the device back down inside his jacket and drove off.
He was about to make another right turn when he was almost cut off by a van. The van did not
slow down but continued to keep going as fast as it was. Nathan did serve to the side and
almost crashed into two near by people that were at a Bank's entrance. He managed to avoid
the people and hit the sidewalk. Nathan stopped and caught his breath. 'That was way too
close' He thought as he cussed the driver off. He pulled out the device and checked the signal
again. Nathan was in shocked when the signal was now behind him and heading east. It took
the captain only a few seconds to figure out that Lucas must be in the van that had just passed
him. He quickly got himself together and began to follow the van. He caught up to the van in
no time and was the van made a right turn, Nathan quickly looked at the locator to confirm his
suspicions. Yes, the signal was coming from the van. He began to follow the van, from a far
distance so he wouldn't be spotted. He had to follow it, waiting for it to stop so he could call
the police and surround the place wherever they decide to stop.
For a ride of about 30 minutes or less when the van suddenly stopped in front of a warehouse.
It looked old and rundown, a perfect hide out. Nathan had stopped behind some bushes of
another building and ran towards the hideout. He hid behind some wild bush and took note of
the people that were exiting the van. He saw Lawrence coming out of the driver seat with a
weapon in hand. He took in a deep breath as another man came out of the van with another
weapon in hand. Nathan then took a look at his weapon. There were two of them with guns.
He waited to see if any one else would come out but the van was then locked and left alone.
Nathan pulled out the locator and the signal was now in the move. Nathan came to the hard
realization that they must of found the tracker on Lucas.... Maybe Lucas was inside the
warehouse. There was other men that escaped the jail, maybe the rest were in the warehouse...
Nathan quickly made a fast call to Officer Kennedy. He explained the best he could where he
was and read any kind of sign he could see to identify where he was. Kennedy left the phone
for a second and assure Nathan that they had full team assembled and on their way. He also
warned the Captain not to do anything and to leave this all for the police to handle this. Nathan
was about to reply with a yeah right when there was a gunshot. Nathan dropped the phone and
entered the building, never hearing the warnings coming from the phone of not to go.
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Lucas looked up when he felt Razor enter the room but was in shocked. Razor came in
carrying Dayna's body into the room. Lucas felt all the hate and anger towards him once more.
The man really had a death wish. Razor set Dayna down and reached for his knife.
"I was thinking of doing her alone but this way, I at least have a crowd." Razor said as opened
the knife.
"You are a sick bastard! How can you.. to a dead person?! She's dead and yet your going
to..." Lucas said as he felt he was going to throw up. This was the sickest thing he had ever
heard in his life. "What is a dead person going to do?!" Lucas yelled as he referred to the knife
Razor just pulled out. "You afraid that she is going to come back from the dead and try to stop
you?!?!?!" At this Razor laughed.
"Lucas.. Lucas.. Lucas..." He was about to explain the whole thing when Dayna's head began
to slightly move to one side. She let out a soft and painful moan. Lucas was all in shocked.
Razor took note of Lucas and began to laugh again.
"I really did fool you didn't I?" Razor said as he took off her gag and cut open her blouse,
exposing her chest. There were ugly deep purple burses already forming all over her chest but it
was in tack. Razor ran his hand over her heart and breast. "See, it is still in there." Razor said
as he referred to her heart. "Now if you do not mind, I think I will show you how to be a
REAL man" Razor said as he set the knife down and began to full around with his pant's zipper.
Lucas saw this moment, the over whelming feeling that Dayna was still alive gave him more
strength and launched himself towards the man. Razor was taken once again by surprise of the
attack. Lucas was now once again trying to grip razor's throat. Razor knew better and landed
punches on Lucas' face. Lucas was about to punch Razor when someone whispered his name.
He looks to see Dayna calling for him, in a weak voice but still calling for him. It distracted
Lucas for a mere second but it was enough for Razor to turn the tables and pin Lucas to the
floor. Lucas struggled but he could not move. Razor grabbed both of Lucas' hands and pinned
them above his head. Razor used his free hand to reach for the knife he had set down. Lucas
still struggled but it was no use, Razor was much heavier and stronger. Razor had reached the
knife and raised it over his head, ready to strike.
"Your father wanted to kill you slowly but not me, you are going to die now Lucas. And I will
have my way with your girlfriend before I kill her as well." Razor said as he raised his knife
higher, as far as his arm could reach. Lucas jumped when he heard a gunshot and closed his
eyes as he waited for the knife to stab him. He felt something dripping on his face but no knife.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw what was dripping to his face. Razor still had the knife over
his head and was still looking at him but it was life less. There was a bullet hole on Razor's
forehead and blood was dripping on Lucas. He then saw two shadows over him as they
grabbed Razor's body and moved it away from him. Lucas felt strong hands grab the front of
his shirt and pull him to his feet. He looked up to see Lawrence looking right at him. He felt a
sudden lighting blot of pain as he placed his leg down and added some weight to it. Lawrence
held on to his shirt and raised the weapon to Lucas' face.
"Thank you son, the accounts are in order. Your reward, is to die" Lawrence said as he smiled,
he was finally going to get his sweet revenge. Lucas was frozen, his mind screamed for him to
move or react or do something but his body did not obey. He took one last look at Dayna,
who seemed to be barely alive. He prayed that she would be saved from all this but he knew
better. After Lawrence killed him, he would kill her as well. He looked back at Lawrence.
"Please, don't.." Lucas said as Lawrence pushed the weapon to Lucas forehead.
"Not this time son. You die now." Lawrence said as he grinned and had his finger on the
trigger, ready to pull it.
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How is that? Good? Bad? Evil? *evil laughter*
people?!?!?! *laughs* JK..
Personal Note: Oh god it has been so long since I have written anything in so LONG... I'm so
sorry for that!! But hey, back! Anyways, Thanks to Dag for everything. :D Thanks to
Captain Michael and Melissa for keeping me insane. ;)
Meaning Of Love
By the Untalented JOxER
Chapter 12
Lucas began to moan as he began to regain consciousness. He felt the familiar pain coming
from his leg but it was stronger than ever. He took in deep breaths as the pain went through his
system. He tried to feel his leg when again his hands were tied to the arms of the chair. He
slowly opened his eyes and looked around, there was some movement coming from down the
hallway as if there were people coming inside the building and going out. He looked down on
the floor and almost went ill as he saw the heart near his chair leg. The memory of the last few
hours rushed to his head and he felt hot tears running down his cheeks. The final hours of his
love, Dayna, was spent in pure pain and suffering. Everything that was promised to him when
Jesse appeared to him was all gone. His future with Dayna, his future family... all due to one
man. The pain that was now coming from his heart was over taken by pure hate towards the
men that were responsible for her death. More towards Razor then to the other two. He
struggled against the bonds that were holding him. He had to get out of there, at least to give
Dayna a proper burial. He felt that the bonds on his wrists were loose and if he tried hard
enough, he could wiggle his left hand free. All his focus now was freeing that hand.
Lawrence and Doran were hauling the computer equipment to the van. They were leaving the
hideout today and they had to rid themselves of everything that might lead to their capture.
Lawrence handed Doran one final box of equipment and took a seat on the rear of van bumper.
Doran set the box inside and took a seat near Lawrence.
"Are we taking your son with us?" Doran asked and saw Lawrence give him an angry look.
Even the mention of his son brought some rage inside the man. Doran rephrased his question. "
I meant that if you are going to bring him in order to make some room inside the van..."
"No, we are not going to keep him alive if that's what you mean. You and I are going to check
to see if Lucas did the accounts and make sure those computer parts are well destroyed. Razor
will stay here and keep an eye on my son while we are gone."
"Where is Razor anyways?" Doran asked as he noticed that Razor had been gone for about 30
minutes.
Lawrence looked around outside and didn't see the man anywhere. " Good question."
Lawrence said as he got up and went to look for Razor. Doran followed. As they entered the
warehouse, they saw a door opened to the room where the dead bodies were. Razor was
moving the bodies and stacked them into one pile in the near corner of the room. Razor
dragged the body of Patricia, his first victim, by her feet and laid her near Dayna. Doran took
notice that Dayna was still breathing and it scared the shit out of him.
"I thought... Isn't she..? Razor, she is still breathing!" Doran said as he looked as white as a
ghost. Razor saw his reaction and started to laugh so hard.
"Calm down Doran, she is still alive.."
"Then how the fuck you did..." Lawrence said as he also was puzzled by what he was seeing.
Razor sat down near Patricia's body and was still laughing. He picked up a jacket that covered
the chest part of Patricia's body. Doran and Lawrence gasped as they saw a chest that was
completely torn open.
"That's how."
"So you cut her open instead of Dayna... I understand that now but how the fuck did a dead girl
screamed?!' Doran said as he referred to Patricia. Razor placed back the jacket to cover up
her chest and began to laugh again.
"I am good ain't I? I took off the tape around Dayna's mouth and stepped on her hand as hard
as I could and that's how she screamed. I placed the duct tape back when I got the affect that
I needed and well... I did not want to see her dead just yet. I thought we could bring her with
us... So.." Razor said.
"NO. We are going to kill her after we come back from checking the bank accounts. You will
stay here and keep an eye on Lucas." Lawrence stated as he walked out of the room. At the
doorway, he turned and motioned for the other two people to follow him. Razor left the bodies
where they were and actually felt bad. He really did not want to kill Dayna before he had his
fun with her but he must do what the boss wants. Doran was the last to exit the room and he
was still surprised that he managed to keep the bile that was rising in his stomach down. Three..
Two and one almost dead bodies inside the room started to pick up that rotten smell.
Lucas had just about to free his left hand when the trio started to enter the room. He quickly
stopped his actions and waited for another moment so he can carry out his plan. Lawrence
came over and placed his hands on his hips as he stared at this son. He soon began to shake his
head back and forth.
"What?!" Lucas said out loud.
"You.. you are such a waste. I can not believe that you are my son... You are so pathetic."
Lawrence said with shame written all over his face. Lucas could not help it but just grin to
himself. It was either the pain or the hate inside him that he just was not thinking of what he was
doing. Lawrence was now the one that asked Lucas what was so funny.
"After all these months in jail, I would have thought you would have come up with something
more original than that" Lucas smiled but soon died when Lawrence came around and kicked
Lucas' injured leg. Lucas gave out a small cry out, sort of a loud whimper.
"You know the only reason I do not kill you right now is that I need you right now. But when I
come back, there is nothing that is going to stop me from giving you the most painful death in the
history of this god forsaken world." Lawrence saw the fear in Lucas eyes when he said that
statement. He grinned. "Oh yes, you will beg for me to kill you..." Lawrence said as he bent
down to whisper in Lucas' right ear. "More painful than what your girlfriend experienced."
Upon those words, Lucas just lost it. Lucas began to struggle against the bonds. "You wont
get away with what you have done! They will be after your ass for a long time. And when they
finally catch you I hope you rot in prison forever! I swear you wont get away with anything
that..." Lucas then screamed when he was kicked again and again. Lucas now sat in silence,
trying to control the pain that had just taken over his nervous system. It seemed that the pain
was coming from every inch of his body and he knew that a few more kicks, he would probably
pass out. Lawrence smiled as Lucas now was in pain and breathing heavily once more.
"I thought that would shut you up." Lawrence said as he messed up Lucas' hair and slapped his
son once more. Lawrence then turned around to the other two men and motioned for Doran to
follow him. Razor was left behind to look over Lucas. Razor tried to argue but Lawrence just
ignored him. As the two men left the room, Razor looked at Lucas and took a seat on near the
teen, keeping a close eye on him. Lawrence stepped into the van and checked their weapons.
"Just in case." Lawrence said as they turned on the van and exited the warehouse.
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Nathan Bridger sat quietly at a small outdoor cafe. He had been riding around the whole damn
major cities, hopping that the locator would pick up on Lucas' position. But it was not that
easy. He had been out all morning long and after five hours; he still had nothing to show for.
The locator still read- signal not found. He finally had to stop and had to have some soft of five-
minute rest. He looked at the yellow device near his left hand, the locator. He picked up the
device and once more hit the scan button. It still was not able to find the signal. Nathan was
about to throw the object down to the floor but stopped in mid air, it was the only thing that
could find his son and Dayna. Nathan took in a deep breath to control his actions and set the
object down delicately on the table. He then reacted for his back pocket and pulled out his cell
phone. He so wanted to call Kristen and make sure she was all right. He knew that she was
also hurting by the kidnapping. She had grown to love Lucas as if he was her own and really
enjoyed his new love in his life. Dayna was an inspiring student nurse and was a very easygoing
girl. It did not help the situation for Nathan just to leave Kristen alone to deal with her pain
alone but Nathan could not just stay inside the house and wait it out. He had to do something
and he did hope that Kristin did understand what he had to do. He was in mid thought of calling
or not calling when there was someone lightly tapping his shoulder. He set his phone down and
turned to the person that was tapping his shoulder.
"Do you want more sir?" The waiter said as he held a pot of hot coffee from its handle. Nathan
nodded and let the waiter fill his cup once more. It must have been the 8th cup of coffee he had
but it was the only thing that was keeping him alert. As the waiter left, he prepared the coffee
with some sugar and then gulped it down. The coffee was not the best he had tasted but right
now, he did not care. He looked at his watch, 11 am... The thought that Lucas had been gone
now more than 12 hours... He shook his head from the thought of Lucas and Dayna being hurt
or dead somewhere... The waiter came back, knowing the man was in some kind of stressed
since he was drinking coffee like a maniac.
"Are you alright sir?" The waiter asked, giving Nathan a friendly smile. Nathan looked at the
man and pulled out something out of his pocket.
"Have you seen my son?" Nathan asked as he held up the picture of Lucas. The waiter looked
hard and tried to remember if had seen him but no.
"No sir. I have not seen him..." The waiter sadly said. "I am sorry..." The waiter said as
something took his attention to the yellow object on the table. It was flashing a red blinking
light. Nathan was putting away the picture and had his back turned to the device. The waiter
must have thought it was something important because he had seen Nathan pick up the device
and then set it down so many times. The waiter took notice of the phone near by. "Sir, I think
you have a incoming call.." The waiter said.
"What?" Nathan said as he looked at the waiter. The waiter motioned at the locator and
Nathan stood up from his chair and almost knocked it down. He grabbed the locator and
blinked his eyes. "Oh my god.." Nathan said as he left an uncounted amount of money on the
table and quickly made it to his motorcycle. He placed his helmet on and didn't bother to strap
it secure and turned on the machine. He looked at the locator, the signal was strong and it was
moving west. He placed the locator inside his jacket and began to ride. "Hang in there Lucas,
I'm coming."
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Razor was still keeping an eye on Lucas when Lucas started to get uneasy. Lucas started to
move and see if he could distract Razor so he could get his hand free.
"Do you think I can get at least a glass of water or something?" Lucas said
"Oh your majesty, would you like some ice in your crystal glass as well?"
"I take that as a no..." Lucas said back, all he wanted to do is to kill the bastard but he had to
get free first. Maybe some small talk would get him to leave. "So, how did my fath.. Lawrence
talked you into this.. You know he is long gone with your half of the money.."
"Yeah right kid, I know Wolenczak... he would not want to mess with me" At that Lucas began
to laugh.
"Oh you know him?! That's a riot. He left you here and you know it!"
"Kid, do not make me kill you..."
"It is going to happen anyways, get another MURDER on your record. You just got fucked
with. Lawrence left you here to take the blame while he and that other moron is off spending
your money!!!" Lucas began to laugh again; it was fear that was controlling him right now.
Razor came over and slapped Lucas twice. At this, Razor left the room and headed towards
another room. Lucas thought his plan had worked and he tried to get his hand free. He heard
Razor move something or get something from the other room but right now, all that mattered
was to get his hand free. He moved and moved and for what seemed to be hours, he freed his
left hand.
'Yes!' Lucas thought as he quickly untied his other hand. With both hands free he began to
untie his feet. He bent down in somewhat pain that was coming from his stomach but he had to
ignore it. It was also the first time he had seen his leg and he could not help it but gasp. There
were some homemade bandages around his leg but it was obvious that they have not been
changed for a while since the blood was running down his leg. He was about to see if he could
stand when he could hear Razor coming back. Lucas sat back down like if he was tied to the
chair and waited. He was going to take on Razor. He took him down once; he might be able
to do it again.
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Nathan had stopped his bike twice and saw that the signal was still going west. At the second
stop, the signal was getting stronger. The signal was now heading south and stayed there.
Nathan knew a short cut to where the signal had stopped and made a sharp right turn and was
now heading towards the signal. He set the device back down inside his jacket and drove off.
He was about to make another right turn when he was almost cut off by a van. The van did not
slow down but continued to keep going as fast as it was. Nathan did serve to the side and
almost crashed into two near by people that were at a Bank's entrance. He managed to avoid
the people and hit the sidewalk. Nathan stopped and caught his breath. 'That was way too
close' He thought as he cussed the driver off. He pulled out the device and checked the signal
again. Nathan was in shocked when the signal was now behind him and heading east. It took
the captain only a few seconds to figure out that Lucas must be in the van that had just passed
him. He quickly got himself together and began to follow the van. He caught up to the van in
no time and was the van made a right turn, Nathan quickly looked at the locator to confirm his
suspicions. Yes, the signal was coming from the van. He began to follow the van, from a far
distance so he wouldn't be spotted. He had to follow it, waiting for it to stop so he could call
the police and surround the place wherever they decide to stop.
For a ride of about 30 minutes or less when the van suddenly stopped in front of a warehouse.
It looked old and rundown, a perfect hide out. Nathan had stopped behind some bushes of
another building and ran towards the hideout. He hid behind some wild bush and took note of
the people that were exiting the van. He saw Lawrence coming out of the driver seat with a
weapon in hand. He took in a deep breath as another man came out of the van with another
weapon in hand. Nathan then took a look at his weapon. There were two of them with guns.
He waited to see if any one else would come out but the van was then locked and left alone.
Nathan pulled out the locator and the signal was now in the move. Nathan came to the hard
realization that they must of found the tracker on Lucas.... Maybe Lucas was inside the
warehouse. There was other men that escaped the jail, maybe the rest were in the warehouse...
Nathan quickly made a fast call to Officer Kennedy. He explained the best he could where he
was and read any kind of sign he could see to identify where he was. Kennedy left the phone
for a second and assure Nathan that they had full team assembled and on their way. He also
warned the Captain not to do anything and to leave this all for the police to handle this. Nathan
was about to reply with a yeah right when there was a gunshot. Nathan dropped the phone and
entered the building, never hearing the warnings coming from the phone of not to go.
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Lucas looked up when he felt Razor enter the room but was in shocked. Razor came in
carrying Dayna's body into the room. Lucas felt all the hate and anger towards him once more.
The man really had a death wish. Razor set Dayna down and reached for his knife.
"I was thinking of doing her alone but this way, I at least have a crowd." Razor said as opened
the knife.
"You are a sick bastard! How can you.. to a dead person?! She's dead and yet your going
to..." Lucas said as he felt he was going to throw up. This was the sickest thing he had ever
heard in his life. "What is a dead person going to do?!" Lucas yelled as he referred to the knife
Razor just pulled out. "You afraid that she is going to come back from the dead and try to stop
you?!?!?!" At this Razor laughed.
"Lucas.. Lucas.. Lucas..." He was about to explain the whole thing when Dayna's head began
to slightly move to one side. She let out a soft and painful moan. Lucas was all in shocked.
Razor took note of Lucas and began to laugh again.
"I really did fool you didn't I?" Razor said as he took off her gag and cut open her blouse,
exposing her chest. There were ugly deep purple burses already forming all over her chest but it
was in tack. Razor ran his hand over her heart and breast. "See, it is still in there." Razor said
as he referred to her heart. "Now if you do not mind, I think I will show you how to be a
REAL man" Razor said as he set the knife down and began to full around with his pant's zipper.
Lucas saw this moment, the over whelming feeling that Dayna was still alive gave him more
strength and launched himself towards the man. Razor was taken once again by surprise of the
attack. Lucas was now once again trying to grip razor's throat. Razor knew better and landed
punches on Lucas' face. Lucas was about to punch Razor when someone whispered his name.
He looks to see Dayna calling for him, in a weak voice but still calling for him. It distracted
Lucas for a mere second but it was enough for Razor to turn the tables and pin Lucas to the
floor. Lucas struggled but he could not move. Razor grabbed both of Lucas' hands and pinned
them above his head. Razor used his free hand to reach for the knife he had set down. Lucas
still struggled but it was no use, Razor was much heavier and stronger. Razor had reached the
knife and raised it over his head, ready to strike.
"Your father wanted to kill you slowly but not me, you are going to die now Lucas. And I will
have my way with your girlfriend before I kill her as well." Razor said as he raised his knife
higher, as far as his arm could reach. Lucas jumped when he heard a gunshot and closed his
eyes as he waited for the knife to stab him. He felt something dripping on his face but no knife.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw what was dripping to his face. Razor still had the knife over
his head and was still looking at him but it was life less. There was a bullet hole on Razor's
forehead and blood was dripping on Lucas. He then saw two shadows over him as they
grabbed Razor's body and moved it away from him. Lucas felt strong hands grab the front of
his shirt and pull him to his feet. He looked up to see Lawrence looking right at him. He felt a
sudden lighting blot of pain as he placed his leg down and added some weight to it. Lawrence
held on to his shirt and raised the weapon to Lucas' face.
"Thank you son, the accounts are in order. Your reward, is to die" Lawrence said as he smiled,
he was finally going to get his sweet revenge. Lucas was frozen, his mind screamed for him to
move or react or do something but his body did not obey. He took one last look at Dayna,
who seemed to be barely alive. He prayed that she would be saved from all this but he knew
better. After Lawrence killed him, he would kill her as well. He looked back at Lawrence.
"Please, don't.." Lucas said as Lawrence pushed the weapon to Lucas forehead.
"Not this time son. You die now." Lawrence said as he grinned and had his finger on the
trigger, ready to pull it.
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How is that? Good? Bad? Evil? *evil laughter*
