Paternal Bonds
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. I keep it simple.
A/N: Thoughts in "Italics" and regular speech in "Regular font." It's only applied if in quotes.
A/N: by the way, everybody is 26 in this story, except Spencer who would be older. I doubt he'll be mentioned much. Please read this regardless of their age. It will all make sense, I promise. They have to be this old in the story.
A/N: By the way, if you haven't read it, I suggest you check out "iLivelaughlove" by LittleMissPriss. It's a very interesting fanfiction!
Chapter 29 (Fatherly Warfare)
"I think they're about to fight!" Sam exclaimed through the phone. "I can see it in Freddie's eyes!"
"What! No! He can't fight Hector!" Henry exclaimed. "Just wait for us, don't let him fight Hector, Mrs. Briggs had enough trouble with him on the wedding day."
"He has our daughter; I don't think he's going to listen."
"That's fine, the warehouse on 34th street, we'll be there soon!" Henry turned to Della and she looked at him with a worried glance. "We're on the move, Della." Sam hung up the phone as Freddie squared off with Hector.
"You bastard, stay away from my daughter," Freddie said with narrow eyes as he glanced over at Angie who was tied up in a chair. Hector laughed and crossed his arms.
"Your daughter, you think she's your daughter? Give it a rest. You're not a father, you never will be a father, and I'd think I'm much more of a father than you'll ever be."
"Who the hell are you kidding?" Freddie chuckled and crossed his arms. "I know one thing; I would never kidnap and rape my own daughter. I would never shatter her trust like that."
"Listen here kid; you don't know crap about anything. Besides I haven't done that to Angie."
"I'm not talking about Angie, you bastard!" Freddie's fists were clenched tightly and his voice was at a dangerous level. "I'm talking about what you did to Sam ten years ago, I'm talking about you taking your own daughter from her mother's eyes and raping her!"
"I admire your concern and all, but seriously…"
"What do you think of your own daughter?" Freddie's voice got low and his eyes narrowed. "A child is a precious living being, a child should be loved and cherished, and a CHILD IS NO OBJECT!" Freddie charged toward Hector and threw a punch toward Hector.
"Freddie, wait!" Sam exclaimed with fear in her eyes. Freddie either didn't hear her or ignored her. Hector glanced at Sam and smirked, she froze and chills were sent down her spine, Freddie growled and glanced over.
"Sam, get Cara and Johnny and get out of this warehouse!"
"I'm not leaving you, Freddie!" Hector laughed and sidestepped Freddie, he then charged toward Sam and once more she froze.
"I don't think so, bastard!" Freddie grabbed Hector's shirt and pulled him back, tossing him into a wall. Freddie stepped in front of Sam and pointed toward the door. "Go, you're not safe in here, Sam. I want you to be safe."
"I want you to be safe also."
"I will be, don't worry." Freddie's eyes were soft and Sam let out a sigh as she ran out of the warehouse with Cara and Johnny. Freddie turned toward Hector and growled. "You're dead you bastard, I'm going to make sure you suffer a death like no other."
"Good luck, I'd personally like to see what you can possibly do to me," Hector said with a laugh. He charged toward Freddie and grabbed his throat, and then he slammed Freddie against a wall and held him there. "You know, I made you what you are today, do you forsake all of that?"
"Ah, I'd still be rich enough without your goddamn help. I don't even care about all the wealth, the important thing is my wife and my daughter."
"You don't have a daughter! You never have and you never will!"
"Yes I do, and I won't let anything happen to her."
"You insolent little bastard, you just don't listen do you. You'll never make a good father, you don't even have a child and you never will now." Hector tossed Freddie to the ground and chuckled vilely. He then walked over to a small table that held two swords on it; he picked them up and glanced at Freddie. "Here is where you die, Freddie Benson. Here is where you die and I take my daughter back."
"…" Freddie clenched his teeth and stood up. "Go ahead and try. Make my day." Freddie charged toward Hector and dodged the swipe of one sword, he managed to kick Hector in the face but he felt a sword slash him in the back. "Damn!"
"Heh, you can't even maneuver, you'll be dead soon enough." Hector lifted the swords up and back some in a horizontal position pointed toward Freddie. He thrust the swords forward and Freddie put up his hands, the swords then cut his arm and cut his sides.
"Damn…" Freddie leapt back and his eyes darted around the room looking for a good weapon to use.
"What? Are you frozen with fear? Is this what the father has come to? I guess you're no true father." Hector slashed Freddie's arms with the swords and Freddie let out a grunt.
"Damn you, I'm looking for something you bastard!" Freddie dodged another sword swipe and circled around to Hector's back; he then lifted his leg and kicked Hector. Hector started to turn but Freddie grabbed his shirt and tossed him overhead and slammed him into the floor.
"Crap!" Hector released one sword and Freddie quickly dashed toward it grabbed the sword and circled around to point it toward Hector who was already standing up. "Not bad, you managed to steal it right out from under me."
"Don't think I'm finished with you, I'm nowhere near dead and until I'm dead, I'm not going to stop fighting." Hector laughed and lifted his sword up to point it at Freddie, he pushed it forward and Freddie brought his sword up to deflect Hector's blade.
"It's a noble effort on your part, but still not a very good effort." Hector slashed at Freddie but once more the swords clashed together. Freddie then brought his sword and slashed it across Hector's chest from his shoulder to his waist. Freddie then thrust the sword forward and through Hector's abdomen.
"You were saying?"
"Damn you, you little punk!" Hector brought his sword down and hit Freddie's leg.
"Ah!" Hector then slashed at Freddie's side and thrust the blade toward Freddie's head. Freddie moved his head to the side and avoided the blade, he growled and shot his blade into Hector's side and sliced outward. Hector groaned and slammed Freddie against the wall.
"You think you're going to win? You think you're the better man? I've been around a lot longer than you, I know more than you because I have more experience!" Hector thrust the blade into Freddie's chest and smirked as he slowly cut toward the heart.
"Then take someone of equal experience!" A voice exclaimed. Hector stopped and looked back to see Henry standing behind him with a gun pointed forward. "Get your hands off my son, you are no father. My son is by far a better man than you will ever be."
"Henry Benson, why should I concern myself with you?" Hector laughed lightly and shook his head. "Neither one of you make a good father."
"I can understand why you'd think I'd make a poor father, but my son makes a great father. You Hector, don't make a good father whatsoever. The reason is simple; a father would never and should never hurt their child in any way!" Henry fired a gunshot into Hector's arm and Hector let out a growl.
"I'll kill both of you!" Hector pulled the sword from Freddie's chest and dashed toward Henry, he brought his sword down and slashed across Henry's arm.
"Don't mess with my dad, either," Freddie said with a growl. Freddie rubbed his arm slightly and hurried over to Hector. He brought his sword down but Hector brought it back in a horizontal position and Freddie's sword hit that.
"Keep trying brat." Hector circled around and pierced Freddie through the back.
"Damn it!" Freddie closed his eyes and groaned, he heard Angie shout and whine.
"Hey, you leave my daddy alone!" Angie exclaimed. "He never did anything to you! Leave my daddy alone and leave my grandpa alone too! Stop hurting them!" Hector wasn't listening, he quickly slashed Henry's side with the sword and began laughing.
"I'll take my daughters with me to where I need to go, there will be no problems with that, I'm sure. If you have any complaints, you may die."
"Leave them alone! Stop hurting my daddy!" Hector growled and turned around, he started walking toward Angie.
"You will shut up you little bitch, or I'll shut you myself!" Freddie's eyes shot open and though he was near collapsing, he found new strength in himself.
"You will not go near my daughter!" Freddie shouted as he charged toward Hector and pierced him through the back. Hector groaned and clenched his teeth.
"Damn you, I hate you so much, punk…" Hector's hands were down diagonally from his body, his hand loosened and he fell to his knees. Freddie pulled out the sword as Hector's body fell to the ground, he was still alive and breathing, but he knew he lost the fight. At that, several police officers charged into the place and handcuffed Hector, Freddie fell to his knees and then fell backwards.
"Freddie!" Henry exclaimed. "Freddie, hold on!"
"No, Daddy!" Angie exclaimed with bitter tears in her eyes. Sam rushed in the room and gasped; she ran toward Freddie and knelt beside him.
"Freddie, Freddie Benson you talk to me right now!" Sam shook Freddie as he slowly lost consciousness. "Fredward Benson you will answer me this instant!" Sam lowered her head to Freddie's chest and cried as Henry checked Freddie's pulse and rubbed Sam's back.
"He'll be just fine," Henry said quietly. "He's alive, his pulse is normal, we just need to hurry and get him to the hospital." It was at that moment the paramedics rushed in along with Della Benson and Amy Puckett.
Well that was a big fight, Hector's not dead though so you know the story isn't over yet. All the important dads seemed to show up, well there was a reason it was called the fight of the fathers...hope you liked the chapter! Don't worry, Freddie won't die, I'm not that cruel.