It took me some time to start this chapter and it took me even longer to writhe it. It's the longest chap I ever writhen, but I think you won't mind that, enjoy!
Disclaim: Just in case Robert Rodriquez wants to sue me, I don't own anything, only Lizz is mine!
Chapter 29) Strongest man alive.
Sands had no idea what happened after El rushed in. He heard the sound of a stopping car and the girl, how stood next to him, started to scream. He wanted to pull his gun out fell the empty spot and remembered the girly had his gun. He cursed and wanted to yell she had to give his gun back.
But even before he opened his mouth he got dragged to a wall by strong arms. Someone pushed him down on the ground. His arm got twisted on his back and someone held his head down. It scared him more then ever that he couldn't see and didn't knew who was half sitting on him. But he immediately turned his fear into rage and started to kick around and scream that fucked had to let him go.
It took only three seconds for the man on top of him to pull his gun out. Sands felt the cold metal against his temple and tensed.
The someone on top of him bent down and whispered in his ear: "Don't move asshole, else I have to shoot you." Sands bit his lip, not to make a snappy remark, knowing that it wouldn't help him this time. He decided to shut up and listened what was going on.
There where more people inside. He tried to count the running feet's. It where about six men running around but he couldn't be sure. He heard El curs and heard a couple of gun shots. One of the man yelled and fell on the floor, instinctively he started to smirk. He heard another gun shot and this time the great El Mariachi fell on the floor. Sands head jerked to El. 'Is he badly wounded?' He tried to pick up a sound of the man. 'Christ, why did they have to take the eye's!'
A couple of man laughed proudly, cheering they beat 'The'. Sands cursed under his breath. 'Fuck, they know who he is, then they probably knew who I am!'
"Where is the little kid." One of the man said. Sands tensed. 'Fuck!' He totally forgot about her. She was still somewhere in the house! And the fuckers where also after her. If they shot her he would kill all the fuckmooks and let it hurt like the deepest pit of hell! He again started to kick and tried to push the man off of him. In reward his arm got twisted so far on his back he was sure it would brake. He hissed in pain and got reward by a smack on the back of his head.
"If you move again, I will hurt you for real." The man hissed. "Now shut up, asshole!"
He gritted his teeth and made a helpless fist, whishing he could hit the fucker so hard his noise would be on the back of his head.
"Here is the little kid!" One of the standing man yelled furious. The others mumbled some excuses. "Idiots!" The man snapped. "How fucking hard is it to find one little girl!" Again some nasty words came out of the mans mouth. "You three, go looking for her. And if you come back without her you can kiss you're screwing day's goodbye." Again Sands smirked, if the situation would be different he had defiantly bought a drink for the guy.
"And you three." The man continued. "Stay with then. And don't let them escape, they are worth a lot of money."
Sands heard the man leave. The fucker on top of him cursed. He got dragged up, still with his hand on his back and a gun against his temple. "Walk." The man ordered and he got pushed forward. He did what was told. He was smart enough not to make a fuss. He could get wounded and he wanted to know what was going on. He got push forward until the wall. He heard El panting next to him when he got pushed down against the wall.
"You're wounded?" He asked immediate.
"What do you think!" El snapped.
"You two, shut up!" One of the man said.
Sands grinned and looked up. "Ore what!"
The man smirked, he knew it. "Ore we might hurt you're little girlfriend." He felt himself pale and closed his mouth.
Suddenly there was a high scream. It almost made him jump and his heard skipped a beat. 'They got her!' His shoulders dropped. 'Fuck! They got her!'
But it wasn't over yet. There was a loud bang from something heavy and he heard two man yell in surprise. Sands smiled. 'Good girl', he thought, 'Let the fuckers know what you're worth!'
Small and hurried footsteps run throw the house, followed by two large ones. He heard glass brake and to his surprise he heard the two man fell on the ground, followed by a cheerful scream from the girl. The door slammed opened and the footsteps, just like the cheering scream, stopped.
"They got you two already!" She yelled scared.
Sands was just about to say something like. 'Thanks for you're brilliant observation', but got cut off.
"Get her idiot!" The 'headman', yelled. The girl screamed and kicked around but just like him and El she had no chance. She also got pushed against the wall, next to Sands.
"All clear boss!" The headman yelled. Sands frowned, he wasn't the boss of the operation? But if he wasn't the leader how was…?
Someone stepped in and clapped in his hands. "Good work, Joscho."
Sands felt al the colour disappear from his face. His mouth dropped and he felt a shiver flew throw his body. "Daily?"
The man walked to wards him. "Nice to see you again, old buddy, to bad you can't say the same." The man laughed coldly. "Let's see if the rumours are true." Sands immediately knew what the man was going to do. He tried to back away and jerked his head away. It only made the man in front of him laugh. The man grabbed his shin and pushed his head to him. Fast the man snatched his glasses away and a painful silent followed.
"Tu-tu Sands, you really screwed up this time." Daily sneered. A couple man laughed. Sands couldn't breath. He had never felt so much rage. His whole body was tensed and he promised himself he would kill the man in front of him one day, he would make him cry for dead. He would-
"Stupid ass, give him his glasses back!" Sands turned his head a little to the girly next to him. Her voice was calm but full of rage. He felt very proud of the little girly, standing up for him against six armed man and world biggest fucker.
"Ahh, the brave little kid, I heard a lot of you from my boss." Daily turned to her. "You won't be so brave if where back at you're stepdaddy, honey."
She let out one soft sob full of fear. And that was it. No-one except him was in the position to treat her! He truss his arm loos and jumped on Daily. "Daily shut you're fucking mouth!" With al his force he let his fist connect with the mans face. He heard something brake and smirked, he broke the fuckers noise. Two strong hand dragged him off of Daily and he got slammed against the wall, but not even that could make him stop smirking. Even when he got kicked against the ribs.
"Never mind him." Daily spat, sounding like he got a cold. "He will get what he deserve, just wait and don't wound him more, think about the money. Let the freak have his fun, it will be the last time."
Sands frowned and thought quickly. "And what's that suppose to mean?"
"You'll get soled out to the Cartels, my dear college." Daily said.
One second he thought he would lose it, one second he thought he would lose his whole sanity. Then he remembered who he was, world biggest bastard slash greatest manipulator. He smirked evils. "No fucker, that's not my point. I meant, you're really letting me go! Me, the cold blooded murderer? You know me Daily, you know what I can do."
Daily thought for a moment. "Yes, I knew what you could do, but now you're blind, and that means wordless."
His eyebrows rose. "Am I?" With one quick motion he pulled out the gun from the man who held him, aimed and shot. Three feet before him the headman dropped dead on the floor. The girly gasped, but didn't say anything. Sands was thankful for that. "You where saying?" Again silent filled the room.
Finally Daily dared to say something. "I'm still not convinced Sands."
He shrugged. "What do you want to see more? I got all day, throw me a curve ball."
"Well, Sands, I heard you got soft. Show me you're not and I might get you a job."
He smirked, he was half way throw. "I got soft! You're sure you didn't lose you're eye's" Good Sands, very uncaring! " I fucking shot a man, he's laying right in front of you."
"No Sands, that's not what I mean. I mean, you got a soft spot for the little kid." Daily gestured at Lizz. Slowly she looked up from the dead man and looked with terrified eye's at the man in front of her. He was pretty small and had about forty ponds overweight. He was getting bold and the hair he had left was hanging in dirty black-grey strings for his face. You could see on his face he hade lived his life. His eye's here blue and very dark.
"Why would I do that? Why would I want that?" Sands continued. Slowly she looked up at Sands. His face was numb without any emotion. It scared her to see him so cold, you could never know what he would do next. Then he started to chuckle and pointed at her. "You think that I would care for a lousy little brat like this? She's nothing to me, really, I thought she could get me money. But she's to stupid to get it, I was planning to leave the kid today. To bad you fuckers came early."
She felt tears run over her cheek. 'The bastard, how could he! After everything she did for him! Now he was begging for a job at her stepdad.' She swallowed and rubbed her eye's.
"You mean you know we would come?" Daily asked in surprise.
"Course I did, where do you take me for?" Sands pointed at him. "I know you longer that today, Daily, you shit, you always come back."
"But… I saw you driving away from the bar, why did you run then? You could have handed me the kid right then."
'Fuck, don't started about that, fucker!' Sands looked away from the little girl. "I got a little occupied."
Lizz eye's narrowed. "You mean you knew he was working for my stepdad!" Sands didn't say anything. "How could you!" She started to sob. "I told you what that guy did to me and you where going to hand me to him! Bastard! That, after all I did for you! I hate you! I hate you so much!"
This time he did look at her. Still his face was without any emotion. "I don't give a shit girly, never had. Sorry for breaking you're sweet little heart like this. But, c'mon wake up, this is the real world."
She didn't know what to say ore how to react. She looked away from the man she had trusted and bit her lip so she wouldn't cry. She looked over at El, how was still bleeding from the wound in his left arm. His eye's where dark and looked deadly at Sands.
"Still." Daily broke the silent. "I'm not convinced enough."
"What prove do you need, 'college'?" Sands clicked the gun. "You name it, I'll do it."
Lizz saw Daily think. After a couple of seconds his dark eye's started to sparkle. She didn't like it and moved a little to El for protection, knowing he couldn't do any more than she could. Suddenly Daily reached out to her and pulled her close by her shoulder. She gave a scream looked furious at the man and tried to kick him. He simply pushed his gun against her neck and she went quiet.
"You told me you don't have a weak spot for the kid, show it." The man pushed her hard to Sands. She got smacked against him and fast backed up a couple of steps. She looked desperately at him. ' Please do something.' She noticed he didn't look that cold anymore, he looked kind of stressed. But it disappeared very fast and got replaced by his trademark smirk. He grabbed her by the arm and pulled her near him.
Sands felt like shit, no fucked up, screwed over, fucking fucked! He felt sick, he couldn't hurt her, he owned her that. "What's this Daily?" He heard himself asked very cool.
Daily laughed. "Hit her."
His mouth dropped and he knew he lost the last bit of his colour. "What!"
"You heard me, hit her. Hit her as hard as you hit me." The man sighted and walked up to him. "Don't tell me the great agent Sands can't do this simple mission!"
"Off course I can!" He snapped, insulted by the mans words.
"Why aren't you hitting her then Shel?" The voice said very soft. "And why are you feeling so low right now! You should be happy, you just got a job offered and a way out! Just hit the little girl and you're free to go, rich and fortune are laying in front of you, Shel!"
'I know that, fuckwit!' He swallowed. 'Just give me a fucking minute.' His grip around the girl's wrist tightened and he pulled her close. He heard her breathing fastened and he felt her tremble. He knew she was scared. She was scared of him, terrified. And he hated it, and that pissed him off. Normally he felt so fucking good if he scared someone shitless… but now… she had trusted him without a doubt, she had helped him, took care of him and tried to be nice to him even when he made that so hard. She was the first person he ever told about his past, about how fucked up he was, about the bad evil man. She had listened and didn't judge him. Not even when he told her about how much he hated the bad evil man and how good he felt when he killed the man. Now he was the bad evil man, she was dead scared of him and he was about to hurt her.
"So what Shel! Remember what I told you, take what you can and give nothing back! You don't need her Shel, you don't need anyone! You're to strong for that and you have to prove it now. So show them you're independent, do what Daily says and you'll be rich and powerful before you know it."
He swallowed and started to sweat. He knew everyone in the room was looking him, waiting for his move. Even he was waiting for his next move. What should he do? He knew what he was suppose to do and about a year ago he would have done it, no doubt. Well, maybe he had thought about it in the back of his head, but he wouldn't feel guilty ore regret.
"What happened with you Shel? C'mon don't act like you care. This isn't you. You're not suppose to care about anyone besides yourself. Why would you now! You know how people work, then use you as long as they need and then stab you in the back or just go away. You saw it happen and you felt it, think about you're eye's. If you hadn't trust her you would be rich and free! Think about that, Shel!"
'I know that, you don't have to let me remember all that, I was there...' He slightly shook his head. 'But still, she's just a kid, just like I was…'
"Is there a problem, Sands?" The voice of Daily sounded annoyed and bitter. The man how had hold him pushed him forwards. He slowly dragged her along in the process. She gasped when he dragged her close. He opened his mouth to say something to her not sure that it would be something comforting or something nasty. Slowly he closed it again when he couldn't choose between the two options.
'Fuck this, I'm in the middle of the room and everyone is staring at me.' He glared around, hoping it would make the doubtful whispering stop.
"Shel, now you have to stop! If you don't hit her now, I'll make the bad evil man come back, you don't want that to happened, now do you?"
He tensed and felt sick. "No!" His breathing started to speed up instantly. "No, don't do that!" His voice was nothing more than a soft cry.
"Good boy, I knew you would listened to me… Now, do what you're nice college says and hit the pain in the ass."
He felt his right and turn into a fist and with his left hand felt the girl tense. He bit his lip, god way am I so fucking weak! He shook his head. I can't do this. He let his shoulders drop.
Daily sighted. "Sands what is this about? Don't tell me you don't want that so well pay job…"
"Yes, Shel, what's you're fucking problem!" He never heard the voice so angry before, but that was because he always did what the voice told him to do. "Get you're fucking ass together and just hit her! HIT HER! If you don't hit her right now I'll go get the bad evil man and he will make you pay!"
His stomach turned around. 'No, please don't do that.' He tried to get his breath under control again. This was it, he was freaking out.
Then slowly the girl moved towards him, not much but just enough to hear her clear. "Just do it Sands, you want that job so badly knock yourself out. I'm tiered of this…this fight you always try to win, just do it I don't care anymore." Her voice was so cold and so uncaring, he tensed. He knew that voice, it was his, the one without any hope.
"I'm sorry." Slowly Lizz looked up and stared into the dark glasses. Her eye's narrowed. "What?"
"I'm sorry." His voice seemed to soften and he looked a little frightened. Slowly he smiled and rose his fist.
"No!" She backed off and held her hands protective for her face. She pressed her eye's shut and waited for the blow in the face.
But that blow didn't come. Instead he grabbed her around the waist and pressed her close. With his free hand he searched for the gun and pulled it from between her belt. For a second she was brain-dead and didn't know what he was doing and what she was suppose to do. That was until she saw him holding the gun. Her eye's shoot throw the room and she saw one of the man come out of his trance. "Tall man, three o'clock!" She yelled.
Sands reacted immediately, aimed at the shocked man and pulled the trigger. Gasping for air the man fell forward and everyone in the room watched the man fall on the floor. A soft gasp escapes her mouth as she stairs at the unmoving body. 'I'll never get use to that.'
Click-click, Echoed throw the room and she jumped up. Six guns pointed at her and Sands. "How many?" Sands hissed.
"Six." She answered.
"Fuck!" He grabbed her by the shoulder and pushed her behind hem. "Stay." She nodded slightly and looked terrified to Daily who pointed his gun directly on her.
"This is the most stupid thing you ever did Sheldon." He almost spit Sands first name in the face. Lizz slowly looked at Sands. He stood for her like a statue, his back to wards her. He still didn't had his glasses back so it wasn't hard to figure out how his face expression was.
"No the stupidest thing was not handing you to the police when I found out you liked kiddie porn." His voice was dark and he pointed his gun a little up, now aiming at Daily chest. "And the most stupid think you could do, you just did. Now I know exactly where you're standing." He clicked his gun. "And my ammo is almost full, not that I need that of course…"
Daily started to laugh. "Sands, for the case you forgot, my man are right in front of you, you can't kill me without killing yourself."
Sands smirked. "Yeah, I figured that out." Slowly he pushed the girl forward. "Good thing I always think of a plan B." He pointed with his free hand to the girl. "I know you came for her and I know you need her to get the money. You can't harm her therefore."
Daily glared at her and Sands. "Don't be a fool, it's six against one."
"Make that five against two, bastard!" Everyone turned around. El jumped out, pulled out the gun of the man in front of him and shot him throw the chest, giving Sands the time to react. He thankfully took that time and when the man El killed dropped on the floor he shoot the next. Panic started to fill the room. El kicked a man against the jaw and Sands in the meantime shot someone in the face.
Lizz stood there in the middle of the room, surrounded by fighting man and bullets flew around her head. 'At some point this is very flattering,' she thought. 'There all fighting because of me…'
She got kicked out of her though by Sands furious voice. "You're still standing!" He didn't even gave her time to react. "Fucking kid, there shooting, get you're ass down!" He gave her a hard push and she fell backwards on her ass, like usual. "AUW!" She yelled. No-one reacted. 'Great! What am I suppose to do now!'
One man noticed her and scamper up to her. Lizz gave a loud scream and scrawled on her stomach under the sofa. She heard the man above the sofa laugh cruel. Her eye's shot fire. 'You think you won, don't ya? Well I'll show you what girl-power is!" She looked around and saw a old mousetrap. She grinned so wicked it could be Sands'.
Suddenly a very load scream filled the room. Sands stopped for one moment with killing everything that cam on his path. "Why is that fucker screaming!" Then he heard the high giggle of the girl and shook his head. "I don't even want to know…" After that he grinned and shot the idiot how thought he could sneak upon him.
After a couple of minutes everything that was suppose to be the bad guy's, killed. Very proud of himself he pulled his gun back between the belt. Right away he knew he made one very big mistake.
"Bigger than not listening to me? Cause don't think I'm done with you yet Shel! You'll see!"
He smacked himself on the forehead. 'Not now!' He slowly turned around and tried to pick up some sounds. 'Where did everybody go, where is the kiddo and El Idiotico?' He smiled, maybe I 'expediently' shot the fuck…' He felt himself glow and was about to do a happydance. 'But wait, he would defiantly have yelled at me ore at leased killed me back…'
Suddenly he heard someone movie behind him. In reflex he pulled his gun and aimed at the person behind him. He heard a very dark laugh. "Daily!" He clicked his gun. "Got any last words?"
"Not so fast, college, I got something of you." There was a little bit of moving and a small whispered. "Speak, ore I'll have to hurt you."
"More then you're already doing! God, take a mint jerk, you stink!" Sands head jerk to the voice.
He growled. "Fucking Lizz! I told you to stay down!"
"Just throw you're gun Sands." Daily ordered. "Else she might get hurt and you don't want that now do you, dear Sheldon."
It took him so much self-control to not shoot the man right now. His teeth gritted and slowly he throw his gun to the man, hoping it would hit his feet at least.
"Weak shit!" The voice yelled. "Look what caring about the little bitch cost you! Can't you see it! You're weak, weaker then ever! I swear you're daddy is laughing in his grave right now!" The voice snored. "Just wait till he gets here!"
Sands shook his head. 'Go away!'
"Good boy, you, pick it up and hand it to me." Daily continued.
He heard the girl mutter and there was a small movement. "Good girl." He heard his own gun click. "Sands, stupid ass, I gave you one small mission and you fucked it up. You could have become a rich man, instead you played the wrong carts, now you lose…"
Lizz saw him aiming the gun at Sands chest. Her eye's widened. "NO!" Alarmed Sands let him drop on his knees. Just in time, Daily shot and missed Sands by a inch. Lizz bit her lip and tried to get lose. "Watch out Sands, he wants to kill you!"
"No, really!" Sands snapped back trying to find a safe place.
'Don't be so god damn annoying!' She though, glaring at him. Suddenly she saw Daily was reloading the gun and didn't pay attention on her. If she only could get her hands free. The jerk had bond her wrist so tight she had the feeling her whole blood circulation was cut off.
'But Sands can kill every man he wants without his eye's, so I should technically be able to at leased distract this idiot.' She looked around. 'But how…' Here eye's focused on a gun, a very big gun. Without thinking she ducked forward and grabbed the gun then turned around and pointed the gun at Daily.
"Not so cool now huh!" She smiled, then she noticed the gun was out of ammo. 'God must really hate me…' She now noticed Daily as well as Sands where looking at her. 'Great, he thinks I'm in control of the situation, fabulous!'
"C'mon, girly smoke the fuck!" He yelled furious. "Send him straight to fucking Broadway!"
She rolled her eye's. "Well, Sands, there is a small problem." 'Okay, I just hope the man can't speak Spanish…' "El señala dos fusiles en mí y yo soy fuera de balas"
"Owh." Was the answer. "That sucks..."
"Us Spanish, idiot!" She yelled back. "Jeez!" She looked back ad Daily and even he understood there was something wrong.
"What's going on!" He snapped, now pointing one gun at Sands and the other at her.
Lizz smiled innocent. "Nothing."
But he wasn't convinced. He grumbled something and took a couple of steps to her. "If you don't spit it out, kid, I'll shoot him." He gestured at Sands. She swallowed. 'Owh, damn, shit, fuck, hell!'
Daily narrowed his eye's and shot. Sands jumped and she gave scream. The man had nearly missed Sands. "Spit it out, kid, right now!" He lowered his gun a little and was now aiming at her feet. "Else you'll never walk again."
"I Wouldn't do that is I where you." Daily and she turned to the voice. Daily cursed and she smiled. It was El. Slowly he walked into the room, with one hand pressed against his wound and in the other holding a shotgun. "I give you five seconds to get out of this house and never to come back again."
Daily paled and opened his mouth to say something, then closed it. Slowly not lowering his gun he walked backwards to the front door, not loosing the gun out of his sight. In the doorframe he stopped. "Ill get you for this Sands, I'll get you all!" Then he smack the door shut and within a couple of seconds there was the screeching sounds of a driving car.
Lizz sighted in relieved and let the gun drop. Right that second El collapsed on the kitchen floor. She gasped, jumped up and run to El. She kneeled down. "El! EL! Say something!"
The man slowly opened his eye's. "I think, I need to see a doctor…" The he fainted again.
Lizz shook El, but there was no reaction. "Owh, fuck! SANDS!" hurried she looked around and saw the man sitting on the floor, seeming very depressed. "Sands! Don't sit there like that! Help me!"
"For what, I screwed up, I let him get away." The man sighted. "I'm so fucking weak!"
Lizz stood up, grabbed Sands by his wrist and pushed him up. "No time for self-pity, we have to get El to a doctor!"
He shrugged. "Then you go, I'm staying here."
"No you're not!" She sounded so determent. "You're coming with me, I'm not letting you behind. If that jerk comes back he will kill you and I don't want that. So get you're ass together and help me get El in the car!"
"But…"
"No fucking but, Sands, get up and help me!"
"I can't." He whispered, dropping back on his knees again.
She sighted in frustration "Why not?"
"Cause I'm weak." His voice was low and almost not to hear. "It's back, it's not talking yet, but I know it. He's coming back and I won't be able to stop him." He started to sob. "Can't you see it? I lost, I fucking lost! I'm weak."
She felt a shiver run throw her body. "Sands, don't talk like that." Slowly she sat next to him. "You're not weak. If you where you would have hit me and joint my stepdad. But you didn't do that. You saved me again." She placed her arm around his shoulder. " And that's makes you the strongest man alive."
Awww, isn't that sweet! Didn't think Sands had that in him did ya! He can be a very sweet guy if he wants. IF he wants, so you won't get to see this nice side of him very much, maybe never again:P
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Translation:
El señala dos fusiles en mí y yo soy fuera de balas: He's pointing two guns at me and I'm out of bullets.