The injured man woke up, he has been locked in the back of a car and shaken violently. He found himself in a dark red room. He was striped to his underpants, his wrists and ankles were bound to a chair by duct tape, the chair seemed to be nailed to the floor. His right leg swollen red and throbbing with massive pain.
As his vision adapted to the darkness, he realized the room wasn't red, there were white fluorescent light coming from the outside, but were filtered red through the plastic curtains around him, curtains that stained in red and black.
He was startled by a drilling sound behind him. He looked back and saw a figure moving behind the blood splattered curtains.
"Hey! Let me out!" he yelled. There was no response. He yelled again, struggled from side to side, until the figure finally came through the stained curtains.
The man was in his fifties, has messy dark hair and a full grown beard. He has a cigarette at the corner of his mouth. He wore nothing but rubber gloves and an apron covering his front.
"What?" the bearded man removed his earpiece and asked. "Sorry I thought you said something."
"Get me out of here! You have no right keeping me here!" the injured man yelled and struggled.
The bearded man didn't respond, laid a tray next to the injured man, picking up surgical tools and placing them on the table in an orderly fashion. Finally he picked up a big marker and turned to the man on the chair.
"Do you know how much a healthy male kidney worth?" The bearded man drew a red line just under his ribcage.
"W...what??"
"And your liver, and your bone marrow, your cornea." with each he circled the spots, speaking in a slow and calm fashion. "Your heart doesn't worth as much, I'm afraid. You should really watch what you eat."
"What the fuck are you talking about? LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!" the injured man screamed frantically.
"Where did you find this guy?" Kalani watching the monitor, behind her the girls were having sodas and popcorn.
"THAT!" Paige shoved a mouthful of popcorn. "was our bodyguard!"
"Was?"
"He quitted. Couldn't stand the high risking lifestyle we have, chickened away!" Brooke chuckled.
"He taught me how to drive." Kendall smiled.
"Taught me how to shoot!" Brooke said.
"Blow things up!" Paige made an explosion sound, spilling popcorn from her mouth.
"He taught us how to protect ourselves, so we can protect others." Chloe said from her heart. "He was my mentor."
"He looks nothing of such!" Kalani looked at the scruffy butcher from the monitor, who was giving an OK signal to the camera.
Moments later Morris pushed through the door, torn away his apron, fetched a cloth to wipe off the blood from his body.
"Next time get fresh blood! These stinks!" he complained, hurried lighting up a new cigarette, as if it could drive the smell away.
"We bought all the blood from the meat stores around. Do you know how hard it is to buy pig's blood at our age?" Paige protested. "'We should have just go with gasoline!"
"Where's the fun in that?" Morris puffed out a smoke. "Did you get all that?"
"We've got it!" Chloe and Vicky nodded, replaying the recording.
It was a Dutch competitor, trying to kidnap the princess, use her as a bargaining chip in exchange for all her family's clients.
"Well princess, looks like your family is facing a reverse of fortune." Morris copied the file into a flash drive. "Kidnapping a royal member is a serious crime. In medieval time they would beheaded, but not before they get cut open and turn their guts inside out for public display."
"That's sick!" Kendall felt a chill up her spin.
"It was called entertainment back then, until they invented cable TV." Morris said, handing the flash drive to Vicky.
"I don't want it. I just want it to be over." the young princess shook her head.
They all walked out of the horror house in an abandoned amusement park, staring back at the old building.
"Did they really build this for children? No wonder it went out of business!" Morris extinguished the cigarette under his shoe.
"Are you kidding me? It was the hottest place for boys and girls to go on a date!" Brooke said.
"I am very old!" Morris shook his head.
"What about the guy? Should we just leave him in there?" Kendall asked in concern.
"He'll make it out eventually, if he was trained for his job. If you girls have no problem getting out of sticky situations. I can't see why a grown man cannot!"
"Because he wasn't taught by you!" the tall girl walked up to him offering a handshake. "I'm Kalani. It seems that I can learn a lot from you!"
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Dance Moms Bodyguard (5) Protectee
ActionWhat happens when a protector becomes a protectee? Chloe tangled in duty and friendship as she was caught between the person protecting her, and the person she has to protect.
