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"Of course he did..."
Viggo's words were spoken softly as he knew this would happen. The second he had been informed that only one survivor had come out of the crew assigned to kill Nathan Nolan, with a direct message to Viggo himself. From what Viggo had heard, the survivor was frantic, babbiling on about how Nolan was superhuman, a monster. Well, that was part of his fearsome reputation so Viggo wasn't surprised but when the survivor described him wearing some kind of suit and a cape, that befuddled the Russian crime lord.
Was Nathan dressing up like Batman and Superman now?
Clearly he was taking this revenge thing a little too far if he was going that route.
"Put Iosef in the Red Circle and wait." Viggo ordered Avi.
Avi was confused as he asked. "For what?"
"For Nathan Nolan of course."
More and more memories returned to Spawn as he returned to New York City, and with those memories came his knowledge of the inner workings regarding the Tarasov family, namely the time he worked for Viggo. As such, he knew the location of safehouses, clubs, penthouses, all of which gave him a wide range of locations to find his target. However, he did recall one club being a popular visit for Viggo. One that the crime lord had mentioned his son frequented a lot.
Red Circle.
it would stand to reason that Iosef still visited this club, and perhaps was at this club with a lot of security for protection.
But would he be there tonight? Well, either way, he'd take some pleasure in defacing something Iosef values, just as the little bastard took what Nathan valued the most.
As such, the Hellspawn was perched atop a rooftop overlooking the club, looking at the line of people looking to get into the club. However, his attention shifted as a black car pulled up and a group of men got out. His eyes narrowed as he recognised one of the men, Victor. He was one who took part in the attack, one of the ones responsible for putting a bullet in his kids' heads. Spawn's hands clenched into fists as he recalled that night, recalled seeing his baby girl looking at him with terror in her eyes before the life was extinguished by a bullet to the head.
"Now this is going to be a party to be remembered." The Clown giggled manically as he walked up next to the Hellspawn, who just ignored his presence. "Now, is this gonna be like back at your house or are you going to spice it up? I mean, yeah sure, you got some pretty good skills as a soldier but try and at least be a little more creative with what you've got now."
"Fuck off." Was all Spawn said before he stood and left to find a way into the club without being spotted.
The Clown sighed. "Rookies." He muttered. "They never accept the help at first."
Victor came out of the bathhouse, now dressed in a stark white robe that glowed with the fluorescent lights that gave the club a futuristic charm. He fumbled through his bag of toiletries while humming to himself, the sound of the door opening and closing catching his attention but saw no one when he looked up. Back to the matter at hand. Success! He found his floss and started to wiggle it between his teeth. He flashed the mirror a smile and began to wash his mouth out with tap water, unaware of the silent murder happening behind him.
Spawn showed up behind one of the unsuspecting guards and wrapped an arm around his head, hand covering the mouth, and twisted the head right around. The Hellspawn then stepped back into the darkness when Victor looked up just in time to see the body of his friend in the mirror. He turned around, only to get a hard punch to the face by Spawn, sending him against the sink.
"Where's Iosef?" Spawn demanded with rage in his voice.
Victor spat out the blood that dripped from his nose into his mouth. "Fuck you, motherfucker!" He made a swing at the Hellspawn but he moved his head to the side and locked his arm up, slamming his head down into the counter. Victor wailed in pain as blood began to pour from the gash in his forehead.
A chain shot up, much to Spawn's surprise, and wrapped around Victor's neck to begin choking him but not tightly enough to kill him in seconds. Putting this surprising development to the side for now, Spawn demanded once more. "Where's Iosef?"
He finally gave him and choked out his answer with blood pouring from his nose and forehead. "Bathhouse...downstairs!"
Spawn ripped the front of the mask apart so Victor could see his face, and he took delight in the wide-eyed, horrified expression on the man when he saw the face of a man he thought dead.
"You killed my wife." Nathan growled and slammed the man's head off the sink before bringing him back up. "And you killed my kids." He slammed the head down once more onto the sink with a little more force, resulting in Victor's face being caved in. The Hellspawn blinked and slowly released the now dead man, watching the body fall to the floor. He looked at his hand, surprised at the strength, but focused once more as he spotted Victor's phone before taking it.
The bathhouse smelled of soap mixed with fine wine. The dim glow of cold blue and flashing red provided great cover for Spawn to walk around in but, of course, guards lined every corner there was.
"Has he showed up yet?" The head of security looked at the CCTV screens that lined the inside of the Red Circle.
"No, nothing."
They stood still and waited in silence with anxiety starting to bubble up in their chests. They knew that it was only a matter of time before the Grim Reaper showed up to put Iosef down like a dog without the slightest bit of hesitation or remorse for the poor and clueless kid.
A body flung up against the glass-paned wall and spread blood all over when the body crumbled to the floor. Spawn calmly strolled around the glass corner with his right hand dripping with blood. His eyes glowed in the cold blue lights and gave him this dreadful appearance of a demon that came out to kill tonight. All was good so far and it seemed like they hadn't suspected his infiltration yet. They didn't have cameras all over the place but filled their blind spots with men to keep an eye on Iosef.
Spawn paused as he heard a guard confirm something on his earpiece then walk around to where he was. However, the Hellspawn was on him in a second, shoving him against the wall with a hand covering his mouth while his free hand gripped the guard's throat and ripped it out with a yank, sending blood everywhere. The guard choked as he stared into the cold, expressionless green eyes of Spawn who never broke eye contact as he slowly lowered him to the ground, and only then did he remove his hand and move on, uncaring of the blood covering his body.
He made his way over to the two-way towel rack and peered through the holes to see if he could see Iosef. Surprisingly, he could easily pick him out in the pool crowd and was sure it was him. He was laying in the bath surrounded by women and with wine up to his chest, almost totally sloshed by this point.
"Kid really doesn't have any sense of security..." He mumbled. He looked over his shoulder just in time to see a guard walk around the corner and quickly acted.
The man tried to make a pull for his sidearm but Spawn was faster than him. He tackled the man straight through the towel rack and into the open where everyone could see.
The guards looking at the CCTV cams caught Spawn on film while he wrestled with the security and locked him in place with an armbar.
"He's here!" He cocked his gun and prepared to go out to the bathhouse to get Iosef out of there.
Keeping his prey pinned with an armbar, Spawn brought his knee down into his head repeatedly until he felt no struggle anymore. His head snapped to the left where he saw another guard coming out of the pool, but quickly snapped out his GLOCK 34 to aim and fired two shots, one through the heart and the other through the head.
Iosef snapped out of his woozy and intoxicated state when the bright flashes of light discombobulated him for a second. He grabbed his towel and the gun laying underneath it and looked up, finally meeting Spawn's gaze. The Hellspawn's eyes turned cold when they locked on to the kid who stood still with paralyzing fear coursing through his veins. All of a sudden the warm water felt like an ice bath to him because the shaking just would not stop.
Reaching up, Spawn ripped the skintight fabric that felt like his face, revealing the actual face of the man underneath and he revelled in the shock on Iosef's face, seeing the man he killed returned from the dead, the man whose family was killed at the hands of this little prick.
Without even breaking eye contact, Nathan turned his gun onto the slowly stirring man underneath him and put a bullet in his skull, making sure he was staring directly into Iosef's eyes when he did so.
And suddenly, Iosef felt like he was staring into the Devil's eyes.
Getting to his feet, Spawn took a step forward and had just started aiming his gun when this behemoth of a man rose up from the pool like Godzilla from the ocean and tried to grab at him. Grappling with the man, Spawn stomped on the man's foot hard enough to break it, causing the behemoth to yell in pain before a bullet through the skull silenced him with his body falling body into the water.
Turning back towards the kid, Spawn saw Iosef try and make a break for the exit and fired at him. The bullets struck the glass panes and missed him about an inch before he ran for cover behind a sturdy stone wall. The shooting became more frequent and the loud ringing in the former soldier's ears made every shot sound hollow in the tight quarters. Spawn was forced to drop for cover on one side of the bathhouse and was caught between a shootout with Iosef escaping to the main club room.
Spawn shot at one guard, then spotted Iosef running up the stairs to where the main part of the club was. Growling, Spawn took off in pursuit, killing any guard that got in between him.
Iosef ran out of the bathhouse and into the crowded dancefloor that was made up of flashing neon lights and intense claustrophobia. All the faces looked the same to him and the music was upsetting his stomach. He shoved everyone aside and continuously looked over his shoulder in search of the Grim Reaper while flashing his gun sideways at every person that startled him.
Spawn walked out into the main club room and easily noticed the petrified boy fumbling his way through the crowded mess of oblivious people. He scoffed and began to calmly walk down the stairs.
Iosef could just feel the dread of death building up behind him. He suddenly shoved his men into the crowd after the man who was almost upon him, reaching his arm out like he was ready to collect his soul. Spotting the guards coming, Spawn growled before drawing his pistol and fired, sending the crowd into a frenzy as Spawn met the guards and quickly dispatched them with quick shots to the vital areas of the body that would kill a man.
Barely glancing at their corpses, Spawn continued on after his prey.
Iosef ran past everyone in a mad dash for safety. "Move! Move! He's here!" He ran into the head of security. His face was as white as a sheet and it looked like he had just seen a ghost. Which was pretty accurate considering he just saw a man he killed five years ago. "He's fucking here! He's coming!" He sputtered out his words and ran out to leave the security to deal with Nolan.
Spawn strode into the room like a man on a mission, gun pointed forward with both hands around the grip. He quickly saw a guard coming at him and blocked his right arm, gave him two shots to the chest that dropped him. Spotting a second, he shot him straight through the head, then sensed a third coming up behind him and turned, shooting him in the chest then in the head, all without stopping his momentum, his pace, not even giving himself time for a break. It was done in seconds after killing each target.
Bodies fell, blood splattered on the walls and smoking bullet casings dispersed across the floor every time the slide on the gun pulled back.
Dealing with another guard, Spawn went to shoot him but was met with the click that signalled an empty magazine. He ejected it with a flick and loaded before the guard in front of him could even get his gun loaded, and shot him in the head. He whirled around, crouched, and shot another man in the throat twice, then spun to do the same to a third man, this time through the head.
The next room was the lounge area right above the dance floor. Spawn's eyes honed on Iosef in seconds and saw him making a break for the exit. He was almost out of the club. Spawn hurried ahead after the kid when he suddenly felt a hard push on his chest and was sent sliding back against the floor. He gasped from the impact and looks up, seeing the head of security walking over to him, cocking his weapon. Spawn's eyes narrowed as he started getting to his feet, only to grunt as he took three bullets to the chest that sent him back down onto his back.
He groaned in pain before looking down, surprised to see the bullet holes leaking green... blood? Also, they were healing! Soon enough, they healed up and it looked like he hadn't been shot at all. He looked at the head of security who looked just as shocked, and the Hellspawn was quick to snap out of his as he shot the man through the legs, then a third shot to the skull killed his opponent.
Spawn got to a knee and touched his chest, still surprised. "Damn." He muttered before refocusing on the task at hand. He got to his feet, grabbing his gun, and walked in the direction Iosef ran off in.
Back in the safety of his car, Iosef dialled on his phone and held it up to his ear. "Victor, where the fuck are you?" He said in Russian.
"Victor's dead." The voice of the man he killed said on the other line, making his blood go cold as he heard the anger, the rage, the promise of death. "Everything has a price, kid. Be seeing you."
Once the Grim Reapter hung up, a cold and intense pit formed in Iosef's stomach that forced him to throw up.
And that's it for this chapter. Let me know what you think in the reviews, please.
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