Hi again. Ok Im just going to say this now, THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY BAD. Like I feel so terrible writing it. But it had to be done. Yes the rating is now M. Be warned. Remember Adam Foster? The boys lawyer way back a few chapters ago? This is about him and his family.

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Hardy Boys. I suppose I own Louis and Snake but I'm not claiming them just in case.

WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: LANGUAGE, MURDER, RAPE

Chapter 12: Ready to Kill

(Frank is 17. Joe is 16)

It was family night at the Foster house, and everyone was in the best of spirits. Adam Foster and his wife, Amanda had taken a day off to spend with their family. They even told the housekeeper, and the children's nanny to take a night off. The couple had two daughters, twins named Amelia and Andrea, Amy, and Annie for short. Today was the twins' tenth birthday, and they had chosen to spend the night with their parents, as opposed to having a sleepover with their friends. Pink and purple balloons, and streamers decorated the inside of the large Victorian Style house as well as the mailbox, and porch.

Currently, the family of four were playing Candyland, Amy was winning while Annie wasn't too far behind. They were all laughing and having a great time, no one was fighting, or crying and that's always a good sign. They weren't a perfect family, but Adam felt blessed to have them.

For their birthday, the twins got clothes, nail polish, kites, sports equipment and fuzzy blankets. A pink one for Amy, and purple for Annie.

Both the girls were very involved with their school and community. Amy was a dancer, and Annie was on the soccer team. They loved animals, and wanted to volunteer at the animal shelter when they got to be teenagers and were set on being veterinarians and opening up their own practice together as adults. The girls were family oriented but also had a lot of close friends. They were caring, down to earth and nice to everyone. No one ever had a bad word to say about them.

The twins inherited their mother's long, slightly wavy, dark auburn hair and her slender figure. However, they got their father's sparkling blue eyes and his loving personality

Adam leaned over the couch to move a piece of her dark hair and kissed his wife on the cheek. "Great party." He whispered in her ear while the twins took their turn at the game.

It had been a few weeks since Adam had been home, being a lawyer demanded travel, and extra hours. He had just returned from a three week murder trial in California. He had gotten the murderer out on a technicality, he was one of the best lawyers in the country, hell he hadn't lost a case in six years.

Amanda was an accountant. She worked five days a week, all the way across town but always picked up her children from school everyday. On Fridays, she took a half day to take her kids for ice cream when the weather was warm, and hot chocolate when it wasn't. They took that time to catch up and share their weekly excursions. In a way, Amanda felt bad that Adam wasn't home all the time to see the girls, but the extra money helped them pay the bills, and afford daily luxuries.

"Alrighty then." Adam said when the game ended. "Who wants cake?"

"Me!" Chorused the two young ladies.

For dinner, Amanda had made the twins' favorites: macaroni and cheese, salmon, and sweet potatoes. In addition to dinner, Amanda had made the chocolate cake with vanilla frosting and chocolate chips layering the top. It had ten brightly lit candles placed in a circle. The girls gasped when the cake was brought out, delightful smiles lit up their faces.

"Happy Birthday to You

Happy Birthday to You

Happy Birthday Dear Amy and Annie

Happy Birthday to You." The parents sang to their children as they watched with heavy hearts as the candles were blown out. Soon their daughters would want to spend their birthdays with their friends, then college, and then they wouldn't be kids anymore. A sad thought to any parent.

The twins were snuggled in between their parents while they are their cake in front of the television, a rarity. The twins' favorite movie was playing, The Fox and the Hound.

"This is the best cake ever, mommy." Annie quipped happily.

"Thank you, love." Amanda replied, stroking Annie's hair.

Amy poked a finger into the icing a wiped it on Annie's cheek, Annie gasped playfully and took a handful of her cake and shoved it into the face of her twin, giggling. Adam and Amanda took part also by dabbing each other's noses with frosting. Soon, they were all laughing madly, cake everywhere, on the hardwood floor, oriental rug, and the leather couch.

The doorbell rang. And this is why we don't eat on the couch. Adam chuckled as he got up to answer the door, stopping at the kitchen to grab a towel and clean his face up first.

He opened the door with a smile on his face that quickly melted into a look of shock, his eyes bulging. The balloons on the porch fluttered to the ground, popped and lifeless.

"Good evening Mr. Foster. Having a party I see?" A voice growled, a sharp butchers knife gleaming in the moonlight.

Adam snapped out of his shock, and attempted to slam the door in the face of the intruder. However, Louis and his cronies shoved hard, gaining entry to the home.

"Amanda!" Adam yelled into the living room, "Call the police!" Adam grabbed a table lamp and held it in front of him defensively.

"There's no need, you'll all be dead by then." Snake hissed, and advanced on Adam.

Adam swung the lamp, hitting Snake in the head. A loud crack ensured and glass scattered the floor. But the lamp didn't even effect Snake as the man snarled and kept coming, brass knuckles glinting dangerously.

Adam dropped the lamp, and threw a hard punch, hitting Snake in the nose, his only thought, protect his family.

Snake's head snapped back, but he recovered quickly holding his nose and swiped his knife, cutting Adam's shirt, barley grazing his skin. Louis grinned and moved in on the lawyer, holding him by the neck while Snake punched him in the face and stomach. Adam fought back courageously landing a few punches on his assailants, but it was a loosing battle. There was a crack, and a terrible pain in the man's ribs, he sank to the floor moaning.

"I be'n lookin' forward to dis for a long time, Mr. Foster." Louis drawled, bending down to whisper in the man's ear. "Ev'r since ya sent me ta jail!" He rasped, relishing in Adam's quiver.

Adam was a mess, blood dripping from his face, chest and sides aching, it hurt to breathe. He spat out a bloody tooth and glared at Louis and Snake. "Get the hell out of my house!" He tried to yell, but coughed up blood.

Louis kicked him onto his back and Adam groaned, leaning his head back into the blood splattered floor.

"You'll regret messin' wit me, Foster, cause I'm gonna gut ya like I gutted ma kids!" Louis yelled, and plunged the butchers knife into Adam's stomach. The lawyer let out an anguished scream.

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Amanda heard her husbands yell and the struggle taking place in the foyer, she grabbed her frightened daughters hands and ran upstairs into the master bedroom, locking the door and told the girls to crawl under the bed. She picked up the phone to call the police, but the line was dead. "Fuck." She whispered, setting the phone back on the cradle and crawled under the bed with her crying girls. The bedroom was on the third story, there was no way the girls would survive the fall.

"Mommy, what's going on?" Amy whispered, tears running down her face.

"I don't know, honey." Amanda replied, not sure what to say to her frightened daughters. "Mommy needs you to be strong. Can you do that?"

"Where's Daddy? Is he okay?" Annie asked.

"Yes, of course he is, baby." Amanda closed her eyes and prayed she was right.

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Downstairs, Louis and Snake were still beating and cutting Adam, he had passed out a few minutes ago. The larger men got up and began ransacking the house, taking anything and everything of value. Louis came across one of many family photos, he picked it up and stepped back into the foyer, where Adam was beginning to stir.

"Dis your family?" Louis asked, shoving the photo in Adam's face. The man didn't say anything. Louis growled and slapped Adam hard. "Where are they!"

"Not here." Adam replied weakly.

"Really? So you watch Disney movies, eat cake and hang balloons by yourself?" Snake chimed in, stepping into the room cracking his knuckles.

"We'll find 'em, Foster. We'll find 'em and rip 'em to pieces like ya ripped ma family apart!" Louis laughed maliciously. "Ya have a beautiful wife. Can't wait ta cut 'er up like ma boys did to mine."

Adam's eyes widened, "No," he gurgled. "Don't touch them."

"And these girls, they your daughters?" Snake asked. "Wonder how loud they'll scream when I drive into them." The vile man grinned evilly and thrusted his hips.

"You sick bastard, I'll, I'll kill you!" Adam sputtered, blood flaking his lips, paling considerably.

"No Foster, ya got it backwards." Louis sneered. "It will be us killin' ya." He drove the knife hilt deep into Adam's chest. The father's eyes rolled back into his head as his body relaxed.

Protect the family

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Louis and Snake climbed the stairs, due not finding anyone on the first floor. They entered the first bedroom a girls room, decorated in pink. Finding no one, they moved on to the second bedroom, purple with stuffed animals on the bed. Finally, they forcefully entered the last bedroom.

Amanda heard the door open, and wrapped hands around her daughters mouths to keep them from whimpering. She herself was terrified. If they got up here, then something must've happened to Adam.

"Come out, come out little piggies." Snake jeered into the room. "Maybe you're in the closet!" The closet was flung open and clothes were thrown out. "No? Not in the closet, huh piggies?"

Louis scanned the room, the only other hiding place was under the four post king sized bed. He pointed to Snake and told him to go to the other side. The men slowly walked to opposite sides of the bed. Underneath the girls were practically shaking in fright. They watched the two sets of black shoes slowly circling the bed, like sharks.

"Hello piggies!" Snake exclaimed happily, yanking Amy out by her ankle, she let out a shrill scream before Snake clamped a hand over her mouth.

Louis drug Annie and Amanda out, Amanda's arms were wrapped protectively around her daughter. Louis separated them, Amanda fought viciously, punching, kicking, biting and clawing her way out of the mans grasp. A strong punch sent her reeling, her head hit the nightstand and she was out cold. Louis duct taped the twins' wrists behind their back while they cried.

"Do ya know who we are?" He asked them quietly.

The girls shook their heads in fear.

"We're your worst nightmare." Snake finished, flexing his arm muscles. "See, yer Daddy sent me to prison, but we escaped." The twins shrieked when Louis took out his already bloodied knife. Annie kicked out at the man with all her strength surprised when it landed. Louis grunted, holding his jaw.

"You little shit." He growled and began slapping and punching her.

"Annie!" Amy cried out. "Leave my sister alone!" She tried to shove the man off of her twin but to no avail. Snake grabbed her and began to tape her ankles together, a snarl plastered on his face.

"Feisty. Just the way I like 'em." Snake whispered in Annie's ear before placing a strip of tape over her mouth.

"Go get Foster, if he's still alive. I want 'im to see dis." Louis commanded Snake who obliged, running out of the room, stairs creaking as he dragged a semiconscious Adam up and into the bedroom, leaving a thick trail of blood in his wake.

"You fuck with my family, I fuck yours." Louis growled, and licked Annie's cheek. "Vanilla, my favorite."

Adam was slumped against the bed, he watched in horror as Louis took off his pants and flipped Annie onto her stomach. He felt so groggy, like in a nightmare he couldn't wake up from. On the other side of his vision he could see Snake nibbling at Amy's ear.

Adam couldn't take it anymore, he rose shakily to his feet in order to defend his daughters. He slowly snuck into the closet where a hidden gun was placed, only he knew about it and now was the time to use it. Adam suddenly felt weak and leaned against the wall, gun in hand, and blood soaking his shirt. He heard muffled screams from the bedroom and put his ailments aside. He reentered the room to a horrid sight, the two intruders were raping his precious gemstones.

Adam felt faint, this could not be happening. His mind was quickly overtaken by anger, a red haze clouded his vision. Adam raised his pistol and fired, hitting Snake in what he hoped was the chest. The burly man fell back, and lay still.

Adam leveled his gun and pointed it toward Louis, but the man was gone. The room was spinning around him, and Adam collapsed next to his daughters, their blood everywhere. Adam reached out towards his broken girls and held them awkwardly as to not upset his wounds or theirs. He gently placed their heads on his shoulders. The trio were laying on the hardwood floor on their backs, Adam's arms stretched out cradling his children. They looked terrible, eyes glazed over, still bound and gagged, Annie had cuts and bruises all over her pretty face. His eyes fell on Amanda, who seemed to only be unconscious. Thank god he could see the steady rise and fall of her chest. He turned his head to try to find the men that did this, neither were there. Not the one he shot or Louis Callaway.

"Oh, baby they were so fucking tight." Snake laughed, stepping out of the shadows and into Adam's hazy vision. He didn't even have a scratch. Adam's eyes widened as he held his daughters impossibly closer as their bodies went rigid.

"No. No. But how?" Adam slurred, consciousness fading fast.

"Bulletproof vests, Foster." The man smirked.

"Do ya want to watch yer wife die first? Or yer daughters?" Louis asked, drawing his knife.

Adam didn't say anything, the thought was too much to bear.

"We'll choose for you." Snake whispered and pointed Fosters gun at Amanda.

"No!" Foster hoarsely whispered.

A loud shot rang out, then another, then another. Annie and Amy pressed their battered bodies into their fathers.

"Nooo!" Adam moaned, rolling his head back to look at his wife. She was dead, that he knew. One bullet to the stomach, one to the chest, and one to the head.

"Amanda.." Adam groaned, anguish seeping into his voice.

Mommy? Amy thought, the gunshots barley registering in her foggy mind. She tried to peak over her dad's shoulder but he held her back.

"No baby, don't don't look." Adam whispered into Amy's hair.

"Now is yer daughters turns." Louis replied, hate in his eyes, vengeance in his heart. He knelt down and into Adam's face said, "Ya should've defended me better, Foster. If ya had defended me right, then we wouldn't be in dis situation now woulda we?"

Adam sobbed, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Please not my daughters!" He begged. "They're so young, they have their whole lives ahead of them. Spare them Louis, please!"

Louis smirked. "Spare them like you spared me?"

He held his butchers knife in front of Adam's face, letting him see the fresh blood gleam on the sharp metal.

"Doncha worry, Mr. Foster, I'll make sure it's a slow, painful death. Jus' like mah wife." Louis slurred.

With that, Louis bent down and ran the knife along Annie's cheek, cutting slightly, she watched him with wide, fearful eyes, tears staining her cheeks. Louis began to cut, he slashed her arms, her legs, and her face while she squirmed, wiggled and made muffled cries into her gag. Adam was drifting in and out of consciousness, with only a minute sense of reality. His head lolled to the other side and saw Snake cut into Amy's chest.

Finally it was over, both men stopped, leaving their victims bruised, bloody and wishing for death, their bodies still pressed against their father's. Adam was miraculously hanging on, but just barley.

Adam's eyes fluttered open, his eyes resting on Amy, Snake saw this and took out the gun. He placed the gun on Amy's forehead, right between her eyes. She whimpered and tried to shrink into the floor. Snake casually glanced over at Adam, making sure he was watching, and pulled the trigger.

NOOOOOO! Adam's mind screamed.

The sound was deafening, Adam squeezed his eyes shut he couldn't bear to see it. He felt Amy's body go slack. Beside him, Annie let out a horrified scream. Adam's eyes snapped open and he immediately regretted it. Amy's small head was horribly disfigured, her face turned towards Adam, eyes glazed over and staring forever into oblivion a hole in the center of her forehead, blood was dribbling down the side of her pale face.

Adam squeezed his eyes shut, let the tears fall and held the only daughter he had left, he pressed her head further into his shoulder to comfort them both. Unfortunately, Amy's head was still on Adam's chest, and that pained him greatly.

"It'll be over soon, sweetheart." Snake said with mock sympathy.

Louis reached down to grab the girl's chin and forced her to look at him. He took his blade letting it drift across her vision slowly. The defeated look in her eyes showed her suffering. Even if Louis let her live, she'd never be the same.

"Don't touch her!" Adam whispered.

Louis paid no attention as he swiftly slit Annie's throat. There was a gurgling sound and blood pooled out of her mouth and onto Adam's shirt before the girl lay still.

Adam let an anguished cry escape his lips. His whole family was dead, he had one job and he failed. He could feel himself growing weaker, whether it be shock, or loss of blood he didn't know.

Louis leaned over him, "Ya deserve this, Foster. Did ya enjoy watching yer family die?" The man sneered. "I sure enjoyed it. Taking their virginity, beating them, killing them." He signed. "It's a shame it has to come to an end." He twirled the knife between his fingers and licked the blood off. "See you on the other side, Foster." Louis plunged the knife through Adam's right eye, feeling it go through the back of his skull and into the floorboards below.

Snake and Louis admired their handiwork for a few moments. "We have to leave soon if we want to get it New York in an hour." Snake said quietly.

Louis' eyes never left his victims. "It felt good didn't it. It's be' too long."

Snake nodded, "I'll be in the car." He left the room.

Louis stayed behind and pulled another knife out of his jacket. He knelt down towards Foster and cut deeply into his chest to take a souvenir.

Now who really hates Louis? I do! Please let me know if anyone is interested in being a beta for this story. And check out my poll on my profile. Please leave me a review. Even if it's to tell me I'm a bad person for killing that family. Have a good rest of your day!