Hey there Readers!
Once again I'm sorry for a late upload, I'm still getting my new house sorted out and I'm pleased to say all's looking great but also got hit with the block, but hopefully this new chapter is worth the wait.
WARNING: Contains some upsetting scenes including strong language and sexual abuse.
Chapter Sixteen
Had Enough
Back in Mutopia Jake was sitting in his room staring at a wall covered in photos as well as newspaper cuttings. He was unaware of what was going on topside.
Before him, all of the photos were related to the activities of Diablo, speaking of the Hate Preacher and his family being attacked, along with the Red Necks, as well as the disappearances of Milo T'Challa and Marcus Flint.
He had wanted to join the Chicago Knights on their nightly missions to aid in their search for Diablo, yet Tyroth had stated that Jake had to do some more training, even though he had proved how strong he was, and his reputation as being the Killer of Hun.
Since Diablo's betrayal and after Mona and the turtles had departed for New York, he put every spare minute he had into his training so he could be an official member of the Chicago Knights, and continued to train with his gun too.
Like Mona, he felt responsible for Mutopia being at risk because Diablo was on the loose, and he was also so torn about his feelings, as he still loved his brother deep within, but he couldn't help but feel so angry about what he had done to him, his sister and Mutopia.
"I know you wanted to follow you're own path brother." he whispered softly "But why did you do what you did? Never in a million years would I think you'd turn on us like this."
He placed a hand on the wall and leaned against it, letting his head drop slightly in exhaustion and frustration, almost as if his very feelings were wearing him down, which they pretty much did most of the time.
He was soon pulled from his thoughts when a knock came at his door.
"Enter!" he barked half in shock and frustration, turning around to see it open and he saw Leona the Fox look in.
"Jake." she said "I'm sorry to bother you, but the Knights have come back, and Sharky's injured!"
Jake's eyes widened.
"What? How?" he asked.
"I don't know." Leona said "I saw Tyroth and Amber run in with Sharky, he was convulsing, like he was having a fit!"
"Oh man!" Jake sighed and he quickly ran to the main area of Mutopia with Leona following him.
No sooner did he arrive, then he saw Tyroth walking in with the other Knights aside from Sharky.
"Jake!" Amber cried in shock.
"Guys!" Jake cried "What happened out there? What happened to Sharky?"
Tyroth growled slightly and Sephie looked worried.
"Jake." Amber said "You may need to sit down for this."
Jake swallowed hard, from the looks on the Chicago Knight's faces, he guessed that whatever they were going to tell him was going to really shake him to the core.
"Jake..." Sephie spoke "We...we got confronted by him..."
"Him?" Jake asked yet deep down he knew the answer "Diablo?"
The Knights nodded and frowned.
"He hurt Shaky!" Jack snarled.
"He lead us all over the city, tormenting us with his tricks!" Percy added angrily.
"And he wasn't alone Jake!" Kate hissed.
"Not alone?" Jake asked going pale "And what did he do to Sharky?"
"He injected him with Crystal Meth!" Heather glared "That Damned Raven!"
"Everyone quiet!" Tyroth barked "You're not helping matters here!"
Sephie sighed and lead a horrified Jake to one of the seats near the canal with Amber whilst Tyroth ordered the Knights to go and get themselves cleaned up then meet in the mess hall for a conference.
"Sephie." Jake said in a low defeated voice as he sat down, "What happened out there?"
Sephie lowered her eyes.
"Through that tip off from Hugh, we went to infiltrate this drugs den, and when we go there, Diablo had gotten in and he was torturing the Drug dealers with their own drugs! We tried to stop him, Sharky managed to grab his leg, but the Raven stabbed him with a syringe filled with meth!"
"Oh God..." Jake placed his hand over his mouth, feeling slightly sick and he felt Amber place a hand on his shoulder.
"It's okay, Sharky's fine, James gave him the well's water and he's recovering in the medical room, though he is a little shaken."
Jake felt tears in his eyes.
"Brother..." he thought "Why?"
"And he wasn't alone?" he asked looking at the Marine Iguana and Gecko "Like Kate said?"
"What she said was true Jake." Sephie said squeezing Jake's hand "He had two other mutants with him!"
"Mutants?" Jake asked.
Amber nodded in agreement.
"Remember, he stole some of the Well's Water before he fled here, and he must have used it to mutate them, there was a black panther and a brown and black Doberman."
Jake sighed and placed his head in his hands.
"He's following his own dark path and taking others with him!" he lamented to which Sephie and Amber placed their hands on his back in an act of comfort "Why brother? Why?"
"I'm so sorry Jake." Sephie comforted "We tried to bring them in, but Diablo used tricks, and the other mutants were adamant to remain at his side."
Jake looked up at Sephie.
"What exactly happened?" he asked.
"Come with me Jake." Jake looked behind him and he saw Tyroth beckoning to him "Follow me to the Mess hall, we're having a conference, I've also called in Hugh, he should be joining us via Skype."
Jake nodded and stood up to follow the dragon, Sephie and Amber following close behind, both worried about Jake hearing the full story of what happened topside.
Meanwhile, back in Chicago above, Sophie wasn't sure how long she had been sitting crying into her dead mother's lap, but she knew she had to pull herself together and report her death.
She felt so low, she wasn't sure if she even had the strength to stand but she knew she had to.
"At least you're with daddy now." she sobbed softly looking up at her mother's face, "Dad would have been waiting for you, and you're no longer in pain...you're no longer suffering."
gathering her courage she stood up and cupped her mother's cold face.
"I love you so much mummy!" she wept, fresh tears falling "I love you so much! I'll miss you..." She kissed her mother's face and stroked her hair.
"Sleep tight mummy..." she whispered then slowly let go before turning to look for the phone, she knew she would have to report her mother's death and sort out the funeral arrangements, maybe once an investigation was given, she may get some closure.
Her heart was shattering as she walked like a zombie to the phone, and the tears continued to fall heavily.
Sophie reached for the phone but no sooner did she grab it than a hand appeared and stopped her making her squeal in fear!
She looked up and saw Dale standing before her, a look in his eyes that terrified her.
"Dale?" she cried "What...Wh..." she was so alarmed she couldn't speak.
"Hello Sophie." Dale drawled.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, "When did you get in here?"
Dale stepped towards Sophie.
"I came to get what I came for." he said "After all we have an agreement don't we?"
Sophie felt furious as well as disgusted as Dale stood over her, demanding from her, when just moment ago she had stumbled upon her dead mother.
"Dale." she said "Mum's dead, please, I have to report her death."
"I can see that." Dale said in emotionless voice "Such a pity."
"She was everything to me!" Sophie almost screamed "She was suffering and I had to be there for her! Why do you torment me so? Why do you do this!?"
Dale glared and got hold of Sophie by the arms before shoving her into the wall.
"You know why you little cunt!" he said "And now you're mother is gone, I can pass myself off as your other relative, one who will take control of the assets!"
"No!" Sophie said "I refuse!"
Dale glared and squeezed his hands tightly around Sophie's arms.
"You refuse hmmm?" he asked "Well, if you refuse, I'll just tell them the unthinkable."
Sophie's heart pounded and she closed her eyes in disgust and fear as she felt Dale move his face closer to Sophie's and she could smell the beer as well as cigarettes on his breath and it made her want to retch.
"You know what I'll say you little bitch?" he asked "Do you?"
Sophie shook her head, still trying to move away from Dale as he began to lick her neck and cheek then he began to move his knee up between her legs as she tried to squeeze them, trying to stop him from going any further.
"I could tell the authorities that you killed your mother, that you smothered her, so you could have full control of everything."
Sophie's eyes widened in shock.
"No..." she looked across to Dale "No! You! You wouldn't!"
"Wouldn't I?" Dale asked, his voice hoarse as he whispered in her ear.
"There's no evidence!" Sophie protested as she squirmed "She died from her illness!"
Dale chuckled then pulled away to look into Sophie's eyes, and Sophie's eyes widened as she began to realise what he was implying.
"No..." she shook her head, "No! Oh fuck no!"
Dale smirked again.
"That stupid cow does nothing but moan about how painful her illness is!" he growled as he leaned into Sophie pinning her against the wall "She did nothing but whinge, so in the end, I did the most caring thing I could, and put her out of her misery!"
Sophie felt a lump in her throat, and she wanted to throw up and scream at the same time. She knew Dale was a pervert and a manipulative rapist, but a murderer?
"You're lying!" she hissed "You're fucking lying!"
But Dale still smirked and grabbed Sophie's throat.
"You selfish little cunt!" he said "You were determined to keep her alive didn't you? So you could keep me away from what I wanted!"
"You don't deserve any of it!" Sophie spat "You never did! You're nothing but a monster!"
Seeing Dale's cold callus eyes, Sophie could feel something boiling within her and she screamed loudly then using all her strength she kicked Dale hard in the leg close to his groin making him shout in pain and loosen his grip on her giving her a chance to escape!
Sobbing in grief as well as anger, she ran into the kitchen, she then heard Dale recover then follow her into the kitchen.
"You murderer..." Sophie breathed, her grief turning into rage that Dale had murdered her mother out of spite and she saw the kitchen knives on the magnetic rack before her.
"You little cunt!" she heard Dale growl "I'll have you under my thumb!"
"Never!" Sophie spat as she grabbed one of the knives and held it out before him "Come any closer and I'll hack your dick off!"
Dale stepped towards Sophie again.
"You think you can take me bitch?" he asked "I'll have you taken down and under my control! If you want to save yourself jail time for murder!"
Sophie sucked in a breath as she felt her anger as well as devastation hit boiling point.
"You bastard!" she said in a shaking voice still holding up the knife "You fucking bastard!"
She stepped towards Dale and tried to stab him, but Dale grabbed her hand and turned her around before slamming her face into the kitchen counter knocking her senseless.
Laying on the counter, Sophie felt a trickle of blood from her nose and she felt a tooth feeling loose from where she had been knocked down, but worse of all she felt Dale's hands on her hips and him pressing his crotch against her backside.
"Hmmm, I've always fantasised taking you from behind." Dale smirked as she ran his hands over her lower body.
Sophie felt the tears come again and she looked around trying to find something to fight Dale with, and she soon saw the kettle within her reach.
Taking a deep breath, Sophie waited for the right moment and grabbed the kettle then swung it behind her hard.
She soon felt it hit Dale's jaw and he recoiled in shock, and Sophie, with new found strength as well as fury and want to vengeance, she began to hit Dale with the kettle over and over, pounding the appliance into his face and his nose.
As each blow was rained down on Dale, Sophie felt every bit of anger for her mother's illness and death and her hatred of Dale come out and she felt his blood splatter up at her until he soon fell to the ground and didn't move.
Seeing her tormentor fall to the ground, blood pooling around his head, Sophie felt a wave of reality wash over her and she dropped the kettle before falling back against the counter and stared at what she believed was Dale, beaten to death.
"Oh God..." she stammered as she looked at the bloody mess before her then looked at her hands and clothes also with blood splatters on them "Oh God...what have I done?"
She sat there for several moments staring at Dale's body, tears falling as she realised what she had done.
She had avenged her mother, yet she was now too a murderer, a sinner of the worst kind, even though she had killed a man who was hurting her and her mother, she had done the unthinkable.
"No..." she stood up and began to edge out of the kitchen "No...oh God..." then with a purple haze filling her mind, she closed her eyes and turned to run out of the kitchen, out of the apartment and into the street, as if by some miracle her crime wouldn't follow her, she just wanted to get away from what had happened.
Yet as she felt the kitchen, Dale's fingers began to twitch slightly...indicating that he was still alive...
"Little...Cunt..."
So Jake's realised that the Chicago Knights found Diablo, but that he escaped them, I wonder what he'll find out in the conference in the Mess Hall.
Meanwhile topside, the unthinkable has happened and Sophie has beaten up her tormentor and fled the scene, yet she didn't kill him, what's going to be the outcome of this?
Keep checking back to find out!