Yeah motherfuckers, I'm back with the next chapter. Hey Army Captain, thanks for the fucking tank.
-jumps into the tank and throws Army Captain out of it-
Hey Greed, get your ass in here!
Greed: Alright, who we going to kill now Scarface?
Mr. Scarface: First off, we gon' go fuck up that motherfucker Southside Slider. And secondly, don't call me Scarface no motherfucking more. It's Killa Pat now.
Greed: Ok, 'Killa Pat', let's go fuck up Southside Slider!
-drives tank to Southside Sliders house and blows the shit out of it. And then blows the shit out of it some more. And then blows the shit out of it some more just for kicks-
Killa Pat: You done fucked with the wrong nigga Slider! Die motherfucker!
-hands Greed an AK-47 and pulls out two mac11's and the two unload on Southside Slider. And then after running out of bullets comence to throwing molotov cocktails at him. Then when the body is burned to a crisp, Greed pees on him-
Killa Pat: Yeah! Nobody fucks with Killa Pat and Greed!
Greed: Yeah! Killa Pats my homie!
OK, cut the bullshit. On with the fucking story!
Chapter Ten
Has I walked down the steps of Central I saw an ambulance. And two paramedics loading a stretcher into it. Curious, I walked up to the ambulance and stopped abruptly. The person on the stretcher was Riza!
"What happened to her?", I asked worriedly.
"Got mugged", one of the paramedics said, "somebody came up and clubbed her. She'll live, but we need to get her to a hospital now".
"She had a baby, where is it?", I asked worriedly.
"There wasn't any baby when we got here", the other paramedic said.
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"Is she going to be alright?", Havoc asked once they were at the hospital.
"She'll live, she just had a concussion", I replied. They all knew that whether or not Riza lived was only the second thing on my priority list. My real concern, was my son.
"Don't worry, they'll find the little tyke", Falman said putting a hand on my shoulder.
I had never been so scared in my life. Scared that I would lose my only son. "Who would do this?", I thought to myself, "who would hurt Riza and then take Roy Jr.".
"Don't worry they'll find him", a voice said.
I looked up to see a man in a military uniform, and a generals insignia. I started to stand but he stopped me.
"Don't bother", he said sitting down next to me. "We're here for the same reasons".
"Who are you?", I asked him.
"General John Harding", the man said holding out his hand, "I believe you're the father of my grandson".
We shook hands and I immediately knew where Riza got her personality. She had the same mannerisms has this man.
"I take it Riza told you who the father was?", I said to him.
"Yes, she did tell me. But I respected her wishes and didn't inform you, and now, I wish I had".
We sat in silence for awhile until a nurse came and said we could go see Riza now. We walked into the hospital room where, Havoc, Falman, Breda, and Fuery were already there. Riza was awake, and in a complete disarray.
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When they told me that someone had taken Roy my first thought was Lt. Blake. She was the only one I could think of who would do something like this. And who knew where he was if he was even alive.
"It's not your fault", my Dad said to me. "They'll find him".
I felt a hand squeeze mine and I looked into the eyes of Roy. We were alone in the room except for Dad of course.
"Did you get a look at the guy who did this?", he asked me.
"No", I said to him, "but I know who did do it".
"Who?", Dad and Roy asked at the same time.
Before I could answer the door opened and a nurse stepped in.
"Phone call for Roy Mustang", she said.
Roy got up and walked out of the room but before leaving said, "tell me when I get back".
"Don't worry. When we find the son of a bitch who did this he'll get the full punishment of the law", Dad said reassuringly.
"WHERE THE HELL IS MY SON!", Roy yelled.
A few seconds later Roy stormed back into the room.
"What happened?", Dad asked him.
"Riza, you don't need to tell me who you think did it. She just called the hospital", Roy said plopping down in a chair.
"Well who the hell is she?", Dad asked him.
"Lt. Melissa Blake", I answered for Roy. "After I left she was my replacement. And I guess she didn't like the idea of me and Roy being together".
"Well she sure has hell better not of done anything to my grandson", Dad growled.
"She said she wouldn't harm him", Roy said. "If, I agree to certain conditions".
"What kind of conditions?", I asked him.
"That I agree to never see Riza or Junior again. And that I marry her".
If I wasn't still in this damned hospital bed, I'd get my guns and go find the bitch who took my son. But I knew that if I did that it would only turn out bad for everybody.
"She says if I haven't made up my mind by midnight tonight that she'll", Roy hesitated before continuing, "she'll kill him".
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What the hell was wrong with this woman? "She actually expects me to marry her?", I thought to myself. Even more infuriating was that she hadn't stayed on the phone long enough to get a trace on it. It seemed has if I'd have to agree to Melissa's terms.
Half an hour later Riza was checked out of the hospital. I took her home and sat down with her on the couch.
"Oh Roy", she said, "I'm so scared".
I held her has she cried. Whoever thought that I would give up this woman was crazy. How could I? She was the only woman that I truly loved.
"Don't worry", I said kissing her on top of her head, "we'll find him".
I held Riza until she cried herself to sleep. I looked at the clock, 10:00 P.M., two hours left to decide. I looked at Riza asleep on the couch. I loved her, and if I was going to marry anybody, it would be her. Suddenly the door burst open and in stepped Maes Hughes.
"Maes what the hell are you doing here?", I asked him.
"I meant to tell you at the hospital but they said that you came here", he replied, "I've gotten an anonymous phone call".
I raised an eyebrow, "what was it about?"
"Someone called and said that they heard a baby crying from an abandoned house", Maes answered.
"Let's go".
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"Damn baby, won't shut up", I thought to myself has I eyed the ring on my finger. I had stolen it from Roy in his office. It was an engagement ring, no doubt he had been planning on giving it to her.
"Well that's not going to happen", I giggled to myself, "because Roy will be mine. All mine".
I could envision the wedding already. Everything would be perfect, just perfect. I would have Roy all to myself, and we could have our own children. My thoughts were interrupted by 'it's' screams.
"You want your mommy don't you?", I said to it. "Well guess what, your mommy's a whore! She's just a cheap fuck, and you're the only reason that my Roy keeps your mommy around".
I looked into its face. It was like looking at Roy's face almost, except for the eyes. The eyes belonged to that slut Riza.
"I should've been your mother".
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The house looked like something out of a horror film. The windows were all boarded up, and it should've been taken down years ago.
"You're sure, she's here?", I asked Maes has I stepped out of the car.
My question was answered has the sound of a baby crying for its mother came from the house. They were definitely here.
"I'm going in alone. If I'm not back in fifteen minutes, you know what to do", I said to him.
I turned and walked towards the house.
"Roy", Maes said has I reached for the doorknob. I turned around.
"Good luck".
Dun dun dun. I'll let you in on a little secret: next chapter contains VIOLENCE! GUNS, EXPLOSIONS, FIRE, PEOPLE DYING! OH MY GOD I'M RANTING AGAIN!
-lights crackpipe and takes a long puff-
Greed: Dude, you gotta let me try some of that shit
Killa Pat: Here you go my nigga
Greed: …I'm white
Killa Pat: Nigga shut the fuck up
-Greed snatches away crackpipe and smokes it all-
Greed: OH MY GOD! THIS SHIT IS GREAT! I FEEL LIKE I CAN FUCK 14O WOMEN, ONE FOR EVERY YEAR I WAS IN THAT FUCKING LAB5!
Killa Pat: Yeah, this shit does that to you. But anyway, me and Greed are gonna light up some weed in a minute. In the mean time, review the damn story.
Killa Pat
