Hi to everyone still faithfully with me on this story, I hope you're enjoying it.
As I get further along in this Fic I'm finding fewer things needing drastic changes so hopefully the chapters will flow quicker just slight changes.
Psycho Steph: Awwww, thank you sweety, your reviews are so wonderfully funny, and yes I can totally see the boys sitting down to enjoy a good ole horror film in delight. And I'm quite pleased you think this Fic is sick and twisted, not enough of them out there if you ask me.
Irene Sharda: Thank you my dear, really glad you like the re-write so far.
And remember, the boys are nasty little shits, what you and I see as terrifying, they see as a ride on the roller coaster, fun, fun, fun.
Sexual misconduct on the SHM's part in this chapter and a bit of physical abuse, actually there is quite a bit of physical abuse. Now that I think about it, that's' all this chapter is about….oh well…..if it's not your thing….BAIL NOW.
VERY OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE, FORCED ORAL SEX, STRONG VIOLENCE AND BLOOD.Don't say you haven't been warned enough about the graphic nature of this Fic.
And remember, no underage readers…..very adult content.
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Jules was terrified, it was the sort of terror that leaves you wondering if the next breath you take, will be the last one you ever take. Never in her own mind could she have ever visualised how violent a rape could be. She had heard about it yes, but to experience it was so drastically different. All her visualisations were of a man simply holding a woman down and forcing himself inside her, there was never hatred, wilful violence and malevolence on the mans behalf. In her mind, he did it because he was attracted to her, not because he despised her, that kind of rape was just beyond her understanding.
What could be going on inside his head….their heads for that matter, to want to cause her so much harm? She knew there was a third member of the gang, but so far, her sole attention had been on the longhaired despicable bastard, with brief glimpses of the smaller asshole.
It still felt like the malicious one was inside her and she throbbed in pain, her whole stomach hurt like hell, a burning feeling that made her wonder if she would feel him there for the fest of her life, however long that was. Jules quickly glanced up at him, had the scratches she left on his face warranted the retaliation he bestowed upon her? Would she have been better off trying to reason with him? The injured girl wished she could go back in time and try a different approach, but then, something told her the ending wouldn't have been much different.
She tentavly watched him as he dressed in silence, no grinning triumphantly or back slaps of congratulations from one another or threats of any kind, just unnerving silence from the both of them.
To have such detachment to some ones suffering, to be so cold and actually want to cause her harm, it was an alien concept to Jules. They had been a threat from the very start, as soon as Tegan challenged their authority and set these events in motion. Their whole manner was that of predators, why didn't she see it before? Maybe because the girls thought and believed they were untouchable, no one would dare lay a hand on them with their ties and standing, obviously now, some one would.
The force of the attack had left her body limp and weakened as she huddled on the floor, shaking uncontrollably at the feet of the smaller one.
Even though he seemed the smallest of the three attackers, he outsized her completely, not that, that was hard, she was flat out reaching 5' 3", short by any ones standards.
Juliette had noticed that the little prick stood a full head higher then her even before she was thrown head first into the car and onto his lap, she could plainly see the well-defined muscles under the leather suit he wore as he deflected every blow she had thrown at him with ease. The asshole had also made it clear that he didn't have any qualms about punching a girl in the stomach either, both of them were outstanding cunts in her opinion.
Jules wished like hell that Tegan would wakeup right now; she desperately needed her friend's reassurance, to let her know she wasn't going through this alone. Maybe they would back off from their attack if the two girls had one another for support. Again, she doubted it; they were like nothing she had encountered before, eerie was an understatement.
This evil bastard, Kadaj is what the other had called him, sat there watching her and she flicked her nervous eyes to his, quickly looking away before retuning her gaze again briefly. Doing her best not to stare at him while trying to gage his mood and intentions. Juliette shuddered; in his face, she could see a thousand promises of intended pain and suffering even though he remained silent.
Finally he spoke, "my turn sweetheart," the asshole sniggered as he forced her roughly around on the floor.
Wondering when the hell this ordeal would end, she tried to slink away but found herself trapped between the front seat and the insidious little bastard.
Jules turned away from him, hoping he wouldn't pursue his intended threat. No such luck! She felt his fingers curling teasingly in her hair, and in a mock display of gentleness, he tugged softly on the strands.
"It's this way sweetheart," he taunted, then apparently no longer feeling like playing nice, the menace pulled her hair painfully in his direction.
Jules squealed, giving in to the force and turned to face him, she looked at the evil cherub wondering how any guy could look so good, but be so mean. His eyes held a glint of cruelness to them…a coldness even, and his aloof face would bring forth a spiteful smile when required.
Nevertheless, despite the sinful features he was still mesmerising to look at. Their appearance was angelic, but under their façade lurked a ruthlessness she never knew boys were capable of. Their attack on the three left no doubt in her mind that they were bound in any way to normal behaviour or mindset.
The beauty of them did nothing to ease her suffering though, and she warily watched as the striking demons hand roamed over his sizeable leather covered erection.
'Oh for the love of Gaia…..NO!' finally understanding his indication. Her body unconsciously jolted with the realisation and her shoulders slumped in anguish.
The girls head shook slightly in denial and she tried to find any sign of clemency on his face, finding none, Jules tried pleading with him.
"Please" she whispered, "please, let us go."
The silver youth lent forward so his forehead rested against her temple, holding her tightly in place by the strands of hair he still had between his tormenting fingers.
She felt a shockwave of dread course through her body at his touch, cringing inwardly in fear, but staying frozen in place.
"Now why would we do that little mouse?" he whispered against her cheek, his breath felt like a guarantee of harm intended against her skin. By the amused look on his face, he was obviously enjoying the terror that she was experiencing.
He brought his hand up grabbing her spitefully by the jaw and jerked her round to look at him. He locked Jules into that intense gaze and it felt like he could access her very soul with that glare, tainting it forever with his sin.
His finger released their pressure and he leaned in surprising her with a gentle kiss to the lips as she sat there wide-eyed and trembling, too scared to resist him.
"Hmmm… tell me, why would we do that when we are going to have so much fun in sending you and your two friends to meet what ever god you pray to?"
Tears ran down her cheeks; she had never met anyone as scary and sadistic as these two. She searched his eyes, looking deep within the miss-shaped pupils and glowing green irises, trying to convey to him all the terror she felt inside. Feelings that he was obviously relishing, and more then willing to force upon her.
"Please, we won't tell anyone," she cried, "you could just let us out here, and we won't say a thing I promise." she was reaching a new state of desperation and was willing to try anything to be away from these guys.
He slumped back in his seat and gazed over to the alluring tall one, their eyes locked and the evil angels smiled, apparently amused at the idea of letting her go.
"Please don't do this, you wanted me hurt and believe me, I'm hurt," she said with a more pleading tone.
He fondled her cheek, "oh I don't want you hurt little one, I want to see you pushing up daisies," he chuckled sinisterly.
Juliette lowered her head as a wave of panic and tears erupted onto her face.
"Kadaj, scare the shit out of your own toy will ya, leave mine alone," there it was again, the concerned voice of Loz for his pet.
"Oh come on Loz," whined Kadaj, "they're not like rabbits, you can't scare them to death, she's fine see, say hello to Loz little mouse." The youngest grabbed a hold of the girls wrist, raising it up as high as her reach would allow and shook her hand around in a mocking wave for the eldest to see in the rear-view mirror.
"Hello Loz," he imitated a girly voice.
Loz sighed in irritation, "very funny Daj," he sulked, "but if you break her, I'm taking Yazoo's toy, then you can entertain Yaz for the next few days."
Kadaj sat there, silent for a moment as he thought about the outcome of Loz taking Yazoo's toy, absently playing with the mouses hand as certain memories came to mind. He glanced over to Yazoo to see a wicked smile plastered across the middle child's lips as he eyed him back.
"Imagine the fun we could have little brother," smirked his teasing sibling and Kadaj turned back to the front.
"Your pet is safe Loz," he irritably said to the eyes watching him in the rear-view mirror, "I promise I won't make her push up daisies," and he batted his lids innocently at his oldest brother who seemingly content with that, went back to concentrating on the road ahead.
Kadaj sniggered, bending his head forward till his lips touched the girls ear he whispered, "you got me into trouble little mouse," he chuckled, "do it again and I'll blow your fucking head off."
He sat back and all the humour vanished from his face, "now, where were we," he raised his silver brows and waited for her to react some way.
"You were thinking about letting us go," whimpered Jules hopefully and a deep, thoughtful look crossed the boys face. "No, I can't recall thinking that at all," he smirked. "I remember something about it being my turn now," chuckling he glanced over to his brother. "I don't think she likes me Yaz."
Yazoo raised his eyebrows in surprise, "can't imagine why Kadaj," he sarcastically replied, "out of all of us, I considered you the most likeable."
"Yeah I thought so to," laughed the youngest and his attention returned to the frightened girl.
"So, do you want to just jump on top and ride me, or suck my dick," he teased her.
"Please, just let us go, I promise I won't say a damn word, I wanna go home, please, let me go home," Juliette broke fully, it was all too much for her, tears soaked her cheeks and her breathes came out in racked sobbing.
The menacing boy just sat there oblivious to her shed tears, a mirthless smirk graced his beautiful, ageless face and Jules came to the definite conclusion that Hell indeed had its own angels. She quickly glanced at the tall one to see if he was listening to her pleas, he sat motionless looking through her it seemed, lost in his own thoughts but taking in the entire conversation.
Looking back to the wanting demon, she resigned herself to disgrace if need be to escape them. His fingers played lightly with her wavy strands, watching her in anticipation as he tugged her lightly again in his direction. She took hold of his calves with shaky hands and dropped her head to his knees in a totally subservient gesture.
"Please let us go."
Jules suddenly cried out in pain, the boy had obviously lost patience with her evasive tactics and pleas as he seized a agonizing fist full of hair, forcing her face down into his groin.
"Be a good girl then and I'll think about it," he slowly released his hold and sat there motionless, again just watching her intently.
She knew what he was expecting, and she knew he wanted her to do it on her own volition by way of pain if she refused. It was one thing to be forced into an act unable to resist, but to make her consent willingly into a forced act…how could someone accomplish that?
However, the evil little fuck was achieving it, she was already relinquishing to his demands.
This silver haired youth was by far the more malevolent of the two; he was fucking with her mind as well as her body.
The corners of young ones lips curved slightly up as Jules raised trembling fingers to the buckle of his pants, timidly unfastening the latch holding it in place. Glancing up to see any reaction and taking in the almost expressionless look on his face, was making her unsure of whether this was what he actually wanted.
He answered Jules questioning look by pushing his pelvis seductively up into her hands, encouraging further action. His eyes never left her face, it was nerve racking knowing he was watching every move she made closely with that eerie evaluating look.
Her gaze dropped back down to the boys leather pants, bottom lip quivering as she mulled over the next move. 'The smug scary little fucker.' she thought. 'How can I rip his fucking dick off and get away with it?' Actually how would they get away at all, did the evil angels even know who they had? Was this just some brutal kidnapping or did they not give a shit and really meant them harm?
As the zipper slowly opened revealing the boys rock hard cock, she inadvertently groaned in dismay at the sight of it.
This was a nightmare, for his age, which she guessed at around late teens early twenties he was big, and she looked up when she heard him chuckle.
Kadaj knew his size always shocked mortals. Pleased at the girl's look of dread as his baby was released from its confinement, he couldn't contain his amusement.
He thought affectionately down to his engorged little pet 'OK my sweet, time to play.'
The girl reached out to touch him but he brushed her hands away.
"No Hands….just your mouth." he ordered. She sent him another mortified look, hesitantly re-adjusting her position to kneel between his legs and closed her eyes trying to block out the sight in front of her.
He could see that the girl's body still shook from his brothers loving touch and the obvious confliction going on inside her head.
'Let me guess.' he thought. 'Should she voluntarily do what he wants, or fight him every step of the way and suffer the pain that would go with it.' He was getting a kick out of at her plight. 'Decisions…decisions.'
It was all part of his game, his amusement. To study the lesser beings and anticipate their next action. To be able to guess what they would do, before they themselves know they will do it.
He took hold of his stiff prick lightly at the base and angled the tip towards her mouth, she sat frozen in place. Impatiently he reached forward grabbing her around the back of the head and yanked hard. As the frightened girls lips were formally introduced to the head of his cock, she squealed out but kept her mouth closed tightly. Kadaj grinned at the temporary knock-back she was giving him and smacked her full pretty lips repeatedly with the bell shaped knob of his thick throbbing prick.
"This isn't how we like to play." he sneered.
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Loz was getting pretty annoyed while driving home. The sun was just starting to lighten the horizon and the dark haired girl slumped in the front seat never so much as twitched. What made matters worse was the noises of his brothers having 'special time' with his girl in the back.
Her moaning and groaning didn't make things any easier for him. When they finally turned into the deserted old road that led up to their newly confiscated house, he let out an audible sigh.
The youngest was in his final throws with the girl, and Loz watched fascinated in the rear view mirror at Kadaj's cum faced grimace. His head flew backwards with teeth clenched tightly, trying to subdue the cries of orgasm that usually tore out of his chest. He could just see his brothers hands on the top of the girls head, forcing her down lower onto his cock as he came deep in her throat. It was now Yazoo decided to get involved with his young brothers orgasm, reaching over to grab a fistful of her hair and help force the girls head up and down on Kadaj's cock, leaving Daj free from forcing her to perform.
His back arched up off the seat as one hand gripped the window and the other Yazoo's shoulder. The cry he had been holding in suddenly found an escape route, he yelled out long and loud as muscles contorted tight before collapsing back down onto the seat. Then came the sudden explosive sound of his pet desperately sucking in a lungful of air as Yazoo released her from the suffocating embrace.
The middle sibling with one hand fisting in the back of her hair, clamped the other over her cum filled mouth, threatening the gagging, shrieking girl to swallow it all, smiling all the while as she fought to breath and swallow the milky white fluid.
Things quickly settled down after the boys had finished with her leaving Loz to his thoughts. He was going to have to wash her real good when he finally got her home.
The big guys head tilted questioningly to the side. "Hey Yazoo, what do you mean by Kadaj is the most likable, you saying no one likes me?" both silver boys in the back seat grinned, had Loz only now caught on to the comment? …..apparently.
"I like you more then Yazoo Loz," said Kadaj, chuckling in amusement, "Yaz is a bastard."
When the car pulled up Yazoo was the first out, he opened the front door and grabbed hold of the still unconscious brunette; throwing her over his shoulder, he quickly carried her into the house.
Kadaj looked down at the wreak still blubbering in the car; girls were so sensitive to forced love.
"You better come grab your mouse Loz." he said, "I don't think her legs are working at the moment."
"You didn't break her did ya Daj?" whined Loz as he hurried around to check on his new pet.
Kadaj shook his head in denial as visions of Loz getting Yazoo's toy entered his mind. "No brother, she's just a little….. overwhelmed…..she's had a big day you know." He laughed and patted Loz on the back.
"Do you want a hand getting her out?" asked Kadaj as he studied the eldest thoughtful face.
"Just watch her for a sec would you, I'll be back in a minute?" mulled Loz.
"Sure can," with his brow wrinkling slightly in confusion at what his brother might be up to, he watched the broad, muscle bound shoulders clad in black leather disappear into the house.
Kadaj turned his attention back to the naked girl cowering on the floor of the car.
"Come on out little mouse." he patted her on the back with the tips of his fingers.
She jumped at the touch and tried to retreat further into the car away from him, crying out as he grabbed hold of her arm preventing her attempt.
"Oh come on, what's a little deep throat between friends," he teased.
"I've heard it's good for clearing out the airways." Seeing his humour was going unacknowledged, he gave up and dragged her roughly from the vehicle. She made it out only to fall at his feet whimpering.
"Please, I did what you wanted, just let us go."
Kadaj smiled at her, "oh little one…did you think that was it…..oh no, no, no, we're just getting started."
He gave a small wink and grabbed hold of the girl's hair, dragging her up to face him. "Must suck to be you right now," he sadistically teased.
"Please, why are you doing this?" she sobbed, in all honesty, Juliette was wondering if death was a better alternative then spending another moment with these vile creatures.
"Because your bitch of a girlfriend has a very….. interesting mouth, one that my brother would like to explore and you're along for the ride."
He leered down at her menacingly, bringing his fingers to her lips and stroked them lightly.
"Not that your mouth hasn't proved interesting, it just doesn't have the calibre of your offensive little friend."
Loz came quickly out of the house with a blanket and wrapped it around the shaky form of the girl in his brother's hold; he picked her up and without a word, carried her off into the house.
"Yeah no worries Loz, anytime." came Kadaj's snide reply to his brothers receding back.
He stood there a moment contemplating on how he wanted to play out his next move.
"OK you little shit, that just leaves you and me." he chuckled. "Let's see if you're going to behave yourself."
He reached into the front of the car and popped the button and walked cautiously to the rear, he raised the trunk up slightly and glanced in. The kid wasn't strong but he was unpredictable and rebellious, just the type Kadaj liked.
"You still alive in there or what little man?" he taunted and with a flick of his wrist he opened the trunk fully.
Kadaj looked down on the fuming boy who returned a look that could melt steel.
"We're not going to have a problem are we?" queried Kadaj, he just loved taunting his playthings; it gave him such a kick.
"Where are the girls you bastard?" the blond yelled at him.
"Ohhhh…. we are going to have a problem then." Kadaj smiled, he much preferred it when they had a bit of bite to them.
He took a few steps back giving the kid room to climb out of the trunk and stood ready for what ever would come.
The fact that the kid had zapped his ass and kicked him in the face still riled Kadaj, so he was in a mood to show the little shit he was in well over his head. The youth clambered out and stood facing Kadaj but made no move against him.
'Disappointing'thought Kadaj.
Now that he could safely get a close up of the blond he could see why he was so attracted to him, the youth was a lot like Yazoo. Tall, slim and very striking with his androgynous looks. Long blond hair and the blue/grey eyes were about the only difference and now the youngest finally understood the need to cause this one pain. It was the next best thing to actually taking some well-earned revenge on his middle brother.
"Where's Tegan and Jules." The boy yelled again, bringing Kadaj back from his scheming.
"Tegan and Jules is it, Hmmm… so which one is which?" queried Kadaj as he started circling, giving the boy his most alluring smile while slowly moving in closer.
The kid didn't reply, he was watching cautiously, every step Kadaj was taking and the young leader had no doubt the youth would swing again if he went within the boys range.
The cute blonde looked around nervously, whether searching for an escape route or the girls, Kadaj couldn't tell, he wondered if the boy would abandon them if given the choice.
Those blue eyes finally fixed themselves back to Kadaj, "Jules has brown hair," he finally blurted out.
A look of understanding lit up the silver boys face.
"Ahhhhh! So Jules is the one that we fucked the entire way home then?" Kadaj smiled derisively.
A look of fury came over the boys face and he immediately lunged.
The silver pivoted, doing a complete 360, bringing his clenched fist around in a wide arch and back knuckled the kid to the jaw with full force, sending him sprawling face first into the dirt. He rose slowly, on shaky legs, his busted lips bleeding profusely again but the fury had not been knocked out of him yet. Those pretty eyes held great hatred and Kadaj wanted to see that wonderful hate turned into fear at his every touch.
"Please…don't make me mess up that pretty face of yours any more," he mocked the boy, "I have plans for those lips you know."
The boy's legs shook under the strain of trying to hold up his own weight in his injured, weakened condition. "Go to hell you prick, you think I'm gunna let you touch me, I'll fucking kill you if you try," he growled out and tried to wipe the blood away with the back of his hand.
Kadaj laughed, he raised his arms up in mock surrender.
"Oh please…..I'm so scared." he baited the boy, reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the little stun-stick the boy had used against him.
"And how exactly, will you do that now that you don't have this you little fuck?" and his face settled into a menacing glare. "You know what? I think you're getting your ambitions mixed up with your abilities there, but by all means, please try," he said as he re-pocketed the devise.
Kadaj lowering his outstretched hands to the side, giving the suggestion of leaving himself wide open for the boy to strike, a clear invitation to try his luck.
The youth slowly took a few steps towards him, Kadaj was elated that the kid was willing to fight still. This one had guts and stamina, how wonderful. He stopped just outside of arms reach from Kadaj presuming he was at a safe distance.
"Who the hell are you?" queried the bewildered boy.
"Well this week, I'm your worst nightmare." smiled Kadaj.
He quickly snap-kicked the kid in the stomach sending him flying backwards to the ground again, the boy struggled up to his hands and knees. His body heaved as it fought to get oxygen back into his lungs, but even in his suffering state, he still watched the silver intently from between his long blond strands.
Blood smeared hands came up trying to defend himself as Kadaj closed in on him, leaving his already tender ribs exposed. The young leader didn't hesitate, grabbing those hands and driving his knee into the unprotected side, slamming the blonde back to the ground wheezing in agony. Dirt stuck to his bloodied cheek and lips as he rolled to his side searching for his attacker.
Kadaj stood for a while hovering over his prey…..gloating, then slowly lowered himself down on one knee. The boy now lay on his back gasping and shaking, clearly beaten for now. Fear finally etched across his face as he awaited the next hit, if and more then likely when it came.
Kadaj reached out touching the flinching youths face gently.
"Do you understand your ability to kill me now boy?" He queried.
"You have to sleep sometime you fucker." the blond bravely warned.
"You won't last that long my pretty." the silver stated, then sharply palm heeled the kid's forehead, not hard enough to knock him out but just enough to stun him. And grabbing a handful of bleached blond hair, he skull dragged the kicking and cursing boy into the house.
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Tegan awoke to total darkness, attempting to move caused the whole world to start rolling over on her. A terrible feeling of being restrained worked it's way into her foggy mind, trying to register why it was that she couldn't move proved too much at the moment. Her mind was trying to decipher the condition of her body, but her body was being very evasive in answering.
Concentrating hard she lifted her head, but it felt like it weighed a ton and dropped back to the hard floor on its own accord with a thud that reverberated throughout her skull. If she wasn't feeling so damned numb, she was sure it would have hurt like a bitch. Why wasn't her body doing what she wanted it to? Tegan tried her hands, starting to get the feeling of them and becoming frightfully aware what the problem was.
'Dear Minerva they're tied behind my back, no, not good, not good at all,' came her nervous thoughts, and her legs? They moved freely but slow and shaky. 'Fuck Tegan, where the hell are you?' she lay there trying to gather herself together. 'Ok, get your ass up girl.' taking a deep breath she tried to sit up, wave after wave of dizziness struck until she finally gave up and slumped to the floor again.
The darkness had a totally disorientating effect to her already confused condition, and her face hurt terribly.
'Where the hell am I, and what had happened?'
Thinking back… 'leaving the bar, Jules, Andrew, conversations, traffic lights?'
"Dam it!" Nothing after that, nothing at all.
Scenarios started playing through her mind, a kidnapping… someone playing a joke on her.
Then it hit her, and the debate with herself began.
"Rufus!" Surely he wouldn't.
'And why not, you know he's capable of it, even worse….much, much worse.'
"He wouldn't dare."
'Oh hell yes he would.'
"What would he gain from this?"
'Um…all your money, the company, power to do what he wanted to again my dear.'
"That prick, I wouldn't sign it over."
'He has ways to make you insist he take it.'
"If I did, would he let me go?"
'Probably not, Rufus never cared for you, it was always the money.'
"He wouldn't….kill me would he?"
It was then that her debate with herself ended.
Panic seized her, she had been more then insulting to him in his efforts to re-activate their marriage deal. Her breathing reducing to short gasps as she thought about the type of revenge he inflicted on people who were stupid enough to do him wrong.
'Oh fuck, do I have enough influence to talk him out of it?'Tegan wasn't so sure. She tried to sit up again putting in a harder effort and ignoring the waves of dizziness that washed over her. Finally managing to right herself, even though it took all her collected strength to remain that way. He had her, she just knew it.
Tegan tried to focus, there was nothing to give her any clues as to her whereabouts, nothing? She moved her legs around in the pitch blackness trying to feel something, anything. Slowly turning herself around in a circle and reaching out with her feet for some familiar thing, again nothing. This total feeling of desolation and nothingness was leaving her in state of despair like she had never known before.
"Daddy...please come find me."
It was 4am when a sleepy and confused Max Hamilton got the call. All he heard was Tegan…..missing…car…..abandoned…..no clues…
He tried replaying the conversation after he had hung up but fear was clouding his memory.
No one had called for a ransom, what were they waiting for? He would sell everything he owned to get his daughter back; there was nothing he wouldn't sacrifice for her.
He had money, power and knew the most influential people on this planet, but right now, he felt very alone. Some bastard had his daughter. He coughed loudly, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth, disturbed at the sight of the black smudges on his wrists. He would have to tell her sooner or later about this, about how he, Max Hamilton, was afflicted with this loathsome disease. When did he see her last? Yesterday, she seemed fine, she seemed happy. He had to get her back, she was all he had in this world and the prognosis was that he was not long for it, he had to find her and he needed his best man on it.
He picked up the phone and with a shaky hand dialled, a second later the Wutain man answered, his voice sounding oddly pained but Max never bothered with it. "Tseng, I need you here right now."
The dark haired Wutain man had been with Max since his former employer had disappeared over two years ago and had proved himself invaluable to this company. He was the one man that got results when no one else could and Max would need him desperately on this one.
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