The Killers Freedom

Chapter Twenty Six: She Was Cold

Joseph's POV

I was standing outside the door listening to them talk. The entire estate was cleared, half of Stryker's men killed and the other half taken in for interrogation.

Lee's family had gotten away untouched with a note Bugs wrote them in hand explaining everything that was going on around them and where she would meet him once this was all over.

Stryker had a firm grip on her and I was about to barge in when I heard those words, "I'm going to need you to kill Joseph for me and then we can talk about your mother."

I stood frozen in place watching it all unravel. He's given her an ultimatum that she won't be able to refuse, I don't mean anything compared to her mother. She has enough training under her belt that she has taken out some of the toughest people worldwide and if she comes after me I will be forced to fight back.

But would I actually be able to kill her? She wouldn't hesitate to take my life if he was being serious and she believed him.

My body and mind were at war debating if I should take my chance now to kill him and save her or to stand and see what she does.

And as if the world was listening to me in one swift movement she ripped his arm off of her face and pinned it behind his back. Bringing the gun she had in her hand she brought it to his leg and shot him, making him scream out in pain and drop limp to the ground.

He demanded she listen to him and to stop her nonsense because once he gets his hands on her she will kill him. But the woman staring at him was not the same woman who I have seen these past weeks, it was the woman who showed up at my house with a severed ear and punched Roman in the face.

She was cold, heartless and her eyes carried no emotions.

She demanded respect and boomed with authority that I had never seen before.

The way she stood over him and demanded his attention caused me to hold my breath for fear she would hear me breathing, standing in the doorway. Power radiated off of her like nothing I have ever seen before, this was the killer he raised. This was the killer who would soon take his life.

She pulled him up to sit in the chair she was just in and she sat on the edge of the desk facing him, the coldness still creating a blank look in her eyes.

"I'm going to kill you, Stryker. With my bare hands I am going to take your life away from you, as you have taken mine away from me time and time again. I want you to suffer and to beg me to stop. To plead that you'll do better and you're sorry. I want you to feel every single ounce of pain you have ever instilled upon me my entire life.

I was just a child! A small child who didn't even stand a chance against you and you knew it. My fathers debt had nothing to do with me but you always wanted a perfect killing machine. Now look at me, your little puppet is all grown up.

I wish you would have killed me all those years ago, Stryker. I wish you would have let me bleed out so I could have died in my own pool of blood. I wish you would have taken my life the hundreds of times you had me beaten and bruised because I didn't follow a simple order of yours."

She was gripping the desk so tight her finger tips were bleeding but she didn't notice. She kept her eyes locked on him and her voice was low. He had his hands covering the bullet hole in his leg that was losing a lot of blood from what I could see.

"Want to know when you actually killed me, when you broke me for good? It was the day you chained me to that hospital bed. That was the day you took the last bit of sanity I had left in me. The pain I endured mentally far superseded everything you ever put me through before that and everything you put me through after that. You broke me by taking my choice to create a life and all you did was smile and call me a whore.

Since that very day, Stryker, I have been dreaming about how I want to kill you. Will it be by a bullet? Because you know I love my Ruger. How about a blade? We both know I sharpen mine everyday to make sure they are ready to slice through a heart if they have to. What about that beautiful poison you've concocted over the years?

Nothing was ever good enough for you because I wanted you to suffer. It always came down to my hands, these two beautiful hands that you taught me were my most prized possessions. You really weren't wrong, they hold so much power behind them.

From that day on, you taught me how to kill you. I listened to you and endured the pain, burning to memory everything you said. I became your best killer and you glorified me from afar never thinking I could turn on you. Now look at us."

She leaned closer to him and wrapped her right hand around his throat squeezing down. Her other hand made its way to the bullet hole in his leg and she inserted her finger in the wound, causing him to belt out in pain. He was so weak from the loss of blood that he couldn't fight back, everything she did was with a strategy behind it.

"My father died and I didn't even get to know him or say goodbye!" She screamed at his face.

"My mother wrote me letters that you kept from me and sent to Roman!" Another jab into his wounded leg, tears now streaming down her cheeks.

"I can't have children because you ripped that from me you fucking bastard!" Her grip grew tighter causing him to gasp for air.

"I hate myself for not being able to love another human because you took my emotions away, bled me dry!" she squeezed tighter, he was on the brink of death and just before he took his last breath he whispered to her,

"and your mother is dead too."

With that she dropped him to the floor and shot him in the head over and over until her gun was empty. She stood above him, staring at him as though she couldn't believe it. Her breathing was heavy and her eyes void of any emotions that I could make out.

"How much of that did you hear?" She questioned me as her bloodshot eyes slowly made their way to mine.

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She finally got her revenge, but to what cost?

This was such an interesting chapter to write because I really had to get into such a mindset of someone who wanted revenge.

Hope you all enjoyed it!

-H