POV Jack
"Please Lord, the Almighty in Heaven. I know that I abandoned you when I felt that you turned your back at me. Truly I'm sorry for that. Now I humbly ask that you stop my heart being ripped as I reach up to you again. If you're listening, please, just please keep my wife and child safe until I get to them. Do anything in your power to hold them safe because I'm just simple and not as Great as you. You can move mountains so keeping couple of your creations well isn't that hard? Just please," I prayed quietly as I ran out of my house.I couldn't think, I couldn't rationalize. All that I managed to do was to act, my body knew what to do. I had grabbed my helmet before storming out from the door. Tooth's voice called after me but I couldn't really hear what she was saying. My eyes were locked into my motorbike, parked in the yard and probably being the fastest way. My way to my family.
I'm driving towards the city area, leaning the bike down sharply whenever I'm driving between two cars. It's like skiing when you go between two sticks, slaloming down the slope. Only that my sticks are real moving cars and my slope is the busy road.
An accident would be devastating. Not because of me being hurt but because then I couldn't get to her. She needs me right now. I tried to concentrate to my max as I hit the accelerator, it made the bike lift to it's back tire.
I speed as fast as I can, towards a ramp leading out from motorway. I barely managed to drive past a red car which was driving fast. It had a lightning mark on the side.
My heart is beating like it might explode trough my ribcage. It's painful, painful to realize that even though I try my hardest. I might fail.
The scenery turns into familiar one. I did know the abandoned house where they had taken her. It was a small apartment house, I played with Emma there when she was a child. Before the accident. Every child loved to go there, until it was strictly forbidden due to it being close to crumble down.
The bike fell down when I parked in hurry. My helmet flew somewhere behind me as I quickly took it off. Then I run, towards the entrance. She's in the cellar. Without me, alone. I promised to keep her safe. And I'm going to do it, with bare hands if I have to. And I truly have to. I didn't concentrate enough to take a gun with me when I hurried my way here.
My hand grabs an shovel from the ground. It's growing mold and it's one old rusty shovel but I don't care.
Once I was on the first step I hear gunshots, people running towards the exit. Quickly I back up, soon being eye to eye with the demon itself. It's Pitch Black followed by his men.
"I came to claim what's mine and not yours to take!" I roared. A hint of surprise appeared on his eyes but then he started laughing. Pulling out a shining gun which he then aimed at me while grinning.
"You and your friends are too late!" He shouted, firing the shot towards me.
Friends?
I dodged the bullet by jumping to my right, he used the opportunity to pass me. While I got up I saw all five of them running away. Then I heard a groan and once I turn around a villain jumps towards me. He had come from the house, stood in the porch and tried to attack. I used the shovel to stop him from punching me.
I grit my teeth together as I use the shovel to hit him and then to dodge with it again. Then I put my strength into one good swift and he got knocked down. He had a gun on his hand which I quickly took.
"PITCH!" I yelled as I turn to his direction again. I'm running as fast as I can, throwing the shovel to ground right next to the misfortunate villain whose nose is broken.
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