Chapter 6

He was hurt. Scratch that, he was in pain. He was in a lot of a pain.

He couldn't remember much of what had happened. He recalled how they circled him and then, when he tried to talk, they punched him in the mouth and they kept hitting him with sticks and fists. They never hit him in the head.

He remembered how the leader told him of the boss's plan and how they find out about the orphanage.

They were going to burn it down.

He started to fight back and noticed that one of the guys was fighting with him. It was nice that someone in these groups wasn't a complete and total asshole. That thought made him fight harder.

It put a frown on his face when he thought about how they knocked the guy in the head. He watched as he fell and then darkness overcame him as he fell too.

He groaned and shifted. It was no use trying to dwell on what happened. He had to make sure the orphanage was okay. He opened his eyes and noticed that he was in the back seat of a car. There were two guys on either side of him, the driver, and a guy sitting in the front passenger seat. A total of four people he had to get past.

He tightly shut his lips to keep any noise from escaping as pain radiated from his arm as he shifted. He looked out the window and noticed that the area looked familiar. His eyes widened as he realized that they were on their way to the orphanage.

One of the guys next to him noticed that he was awake and quickly told the driver, who turned out to be the leader.

The leader started to laugh, obviously enjoying his pain, as he started to mock the state that he was in.

Ziggy couldn't help but think, 'He was obviously the kid that didn't get the pony he wanted for Christmas.' He chuckled as he kept thinking but it turned into a sound of pain when his arm was grabbed and shaken.

Apparently he hadn't kept the laughter quiet enough and the leader had gotten upset. These people were obviously sadistic. He sighed. Ziggy knew that now wasn't the time for fun and games. He had to be serious or else all of those kids in the orphanage would die.

A serious look settled on his face as he tried to think of a way to escape. He knew that he had at least a broken arm so the idea of punching the guy next to him was out of the question. He tried to move his legs and found that they were tied very well.

The situation was looking worse and worse. He noticed that they were closer to the orphanage. It wouldn't take long before they were there and he was forced to watch the people he truly considered family burn to their death while he could only stand by and watch.

He could feel his heart beating erratically and wondered if he had a heart attack, would they reconsider what they were about to do. He shook his head at the thought. He noticed that the car had stopped all of a sudden. He looked out the window and recognized certain parts of the area but not all of it. He turned his attention to the front of the car and realized that the leader was talking to the driver of another car.

He strained his ears to hear what they were saying, but they were speaking too low. He thinks they may be talking about him since they kept looking towards his position in the back seat but he couldn't know for sure. All of a sudden the drivers said their good byes and the car started moving again.

He didn't like the feeling of helplessness. He normally knew what to do when it came to the Cartels. It mostly involved him running for his life. The fact that that choice was taken from him settled in his stomach the wrong way. It wasn't even that he was in trouble. It was that people he cared for were in trouble.

However, all his thinking stopped when he realized that they were at the orphanage.

His heart dropped.

'No! They couldn't be there already!'

He almost cried when he saw that there were kids playing outside. When the car pulled up to the house, the kids immediately started talking to each other, thinking that it was someone there to adopt one of them.

Memories of when he was their age flooded his mind. Whenever a car would come he would make sure he looked his best and was polite. After a few years he realized it was stupid and that nobody would adopt him.

That's when he ran away and found Fresno Bob. It was the worst mistake of his life and one he wished he could take back with all his being.

One of the men opened the door and when Ziggy was pushed out he was quick to yell "Maria! These men are going to burn the place down! Take the kids and run!" For that, he was punched in the stomach and doubled over.

The kids started screaming when they saw this. Maria ran and was trying to usher the kids away from the building when one of the men quickly pointed the gun at her. Ziggy's eyes widened and he pushed those holding him back and ran towards her.

Ziggy felt that he was going in slow motion. He vaguely remembered the sound of screeching tires and the sound of his name being called. He just didn't focus on it. All he could think of was saving Maria, but then why did she look at him in horror?

When did he fall on the ground?

People were calling his name. They kept asking him if he was okay. Of course he was okay! They should be worrying about the kids and Maria. He tried to open his eyes but realized that they felt heavy. He tried to think of when he had closed them. Nothing came to mind. Finally managing to open his eyes he noticed that Maria was looking down at him with fear in her eyes.

He looked around and noticed that Scott, Flynn, and Dillon were also surrounding him. He tried to open his mouth to say something but ended up coughing instead. That's when he realized that his shirt was soaked in blood. He looked up at Dillon and he noticed that he was saying something.

"You'll be okay Zig. Just hang on."

He didn't understand what they were talking about. What happened to him? His brain decided to let him know exactly what had happened. He screamed as unbearable pain shot up from his center and spread all over his body. It was like someone had poured lava on his skin and it was slowly melting him.

Tears started to fall from his eyes as he tried to hold in the screams. They threatened to fall from his eyes. He noticed that they kept repeating that the ambulance was on its way. Then, darkness took over.