AN – Finals are done, I have a week off before I go back to classes. Thank you for the reviews, and I hope everyone likes this chapter.
Disclaimer - Wolverine belongs to Marvel
Sleep never comes easy for me
Every creak in the floorboards
The slightest hint of wind outside
Snoring from other people
The occasional car outside
Water going through pipes
The hiss from a heater
Just a few…night time annoyances
I might as well have a radio be playing right next to my ears
Those are only some of the sounds in the mansion
It's so much worse in a 'fifteen bucks a day' motel room
Musty rooms
No ventilation
Smell of piss and mold coming from bathroom
Only one per floor
I can hear the cockroaches and rats skitter across the floor
Like a stampede of elephants
I can hear that old man coughing two rooms down from mine
I say he has maybe a week left
Something I'll never tell the guys
I love fancy, expensive hotels
They have clean
Quiet
Big open rooms
Doesn't mater though
This room will do
Not like I could get sleep
At least not in this place
I glance at my watch
It's only 11:13 AM
It's going to be a long wait
I get up and rummage through my jacket
Hank made me some pills
Sleeping pills
Strong enough to knock me out for a few hours
I pop the pills into my mouth
Force myself to ignore the way they smell
The way they taste
I swallow them
Feels like someone dragging a nail down my throat
You would think texture wouldn't matter on a pill
Have to talk to Hank
Get him to make these things more…smooth or something
I can feel my senses start to dull
Good
The pills are already taking affect
I'll wake up soon
Then I'll get busy
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I woke up a few hours ago
Found a public shower
I was starting to smell
Thankfully there was not anyone else there
Don't think I could handle the smells for long
I am back on my bike
On my way back to the junkyard
I got about thirteen minutes till they close
Making good time
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I pull into the parking lot
Only one car is in the lot
A GTO
A rusty one
This might be it
I stop by the car and sniff
Beer…bad body odor…grease from fast foods…gunpowder…
Some blood…
The girl's blood
I let a growl escape from my throat as I walk into the office
Sure enough, some kid is there
Couldn't be more then nineteen
Looking down at the desk
Reading something
Smells of grease and lack of a shower
He tells me the 'yard is closed
"Actually, I was interested in that car. That's a '67 GTO right?"
Kid doesn't even look up and says 'ya'
I know it is his, but I need to be completely sure about this
"Good year, how long have you had it?"
Kid turns a page on the magazine and mumbles that he has had it for about 2 years
"I see."
I make a fist and in one quick motion I raise it in the air and bring it down
Hard
On his head
The punk just collapses on the counter
Thing about my bones
Being laced with adamantium and all
Me hitting something or someone is like hitting them with a sledge hammer
I grab him by his neck and drag him outside
I open the door to his car and toss him in the back
Right before I shut the door I catch a faint smell of gun oil
I trace it to a bag on the floor of the car
I take it out, and open it up
There they are
Two MAC-10's
Silencers
Only question now
Where is the other murderer?
I toss the bag onto the front seat
I get into the car and start it
Drive into the back
Through the entrance to the 'yard
The dumb kid hasn't even locked it up yet
I drive towards the back of the yard
There we go
A car crusher
A nice one that crusher downwards
All one needs to do is drive the car onto the platform and pull a lever
I drive right up onto the platform
Position it just right
I get out of the car and drag the kid out
Then sit him in the driver's seat
I yank out some wires from the stereo
I tie his wrists to the steering wheel
I fish through his jacket pocket and find the operator keys
I take the bag from the car and take the gun out
I walk over to the control panel
Slip the key in and turn
He is starting to wake up
Good timing
He comes to and begins to look around
Seeing his situation he panics and yells
I pull the lever
The crusher begins to lower
The thick metal sheet getting close to the roof of the car
He screams louder
I throw the level back
"Listen."
Kid stops screaming
But he is afraid
Very afraid
Breathing heavily
I take hold up one of the guns
"Last night you murdered a girl."
Kid starts saying he doesn't know what I am talking about
I pull the lever again
The crusher starts up again
Kid starts to freak out again
Frantically tells me he'll talk
I throw the lever back
"I'm listening."
He starts talking fast
Some shit about him and some friends
A gang they formed
Seems the girl used to date his friend
"You're friend, was he the other one who shot her?"
Kids tell me yes
Said his name was Brian
He was holding onto both their guns
His was the one with a green symbol
His friend's had the red one
I look at the symbol on both guns
It's the symbol for a woman
'Cept the symbol is drawn, broken in half
"What does the symbol mean?"
He tells me it's the gang's symbol
They all have something in common
They all been dumped by their girlfriends
He says they track down their exes and…
"Kill them?"
Kid is starting to cry now
These jack-offs kill their ex-girlfriends…
I am starting to see red
"How many of you assholes are in this gang?"
Kids sobbing now
The pressure is getting to him
I pull the lever
"TALK OR YOU'LL DIE YOU LITTLE SHIT!"
Kid blubbers out that there are about thirteen of them
I stop the machine again
"Where do you guys meet? Gangs have meeting places."
An old bottling factory
Abandoned
Near the end of town
Think I know which one
Kid is crying more
He is really scared
He tells me he'll confess everything to the police
"Police? We won't be involving the police."
Kid looks at me
I can see that he lost all hope
I pull the lever
The crusher begins to lower again
Like a giant jaw
The kid begins to jerk and tug at the restraints
He thinks he can escape
The opposing platform begins to push down on the hood of the car
I can hear the metal creak as it bends
The windshield cracks
I can hear plastics snap
The car shrinks a few inches
The windshield shatters
Some of the glass cuts into the kids face
I can smell his blood
I can smell the saltines of his tears
The axel breaks under pressure
The kid begins to slouch as far back as he can
Trying to buy himself a few minutes
Seconds
Only delaying the inevitable
A tire pops
The metal is bending more
Kid is screaming and sobbing that he is sorry
The car is getting smaller
The plastics on the dashboard crack
I can see the kid is out of room
Out of time
The force of the platform and hood begin to push against his body
I can hear his bones creak a little
Then they snap
Strong scent of blood in the air
Kids screaming like crazy now
I can hear his collar bone
Shoulder blades
Thigh
Then finally his neck
All snap
His bones break and fill my ears with sounds
Like a xylophone
Playing a song
It's relaxing me
In a twisted way
The jaws of the crusher just keep on going
Till finally it automatically shuts off
I can't hear the kid's heart
I look at the wreckage
Twisted metal
Broken glass
Shatter plastics
Crushed bones
All covered in blood
It's dripping from the platform
I toss his gun onto the ground
I keep his friends'
I walk back to my bike
Smell of blood still in my nose
His screams still in my mind
I walk back to the front of the 'yard
Toss the other gun into the saddlebags
Mount my bike
Kick her to life
And drive off
Next stop
An abandoned bottling factory
