Age of zombies

[24] Miracle

The leader of the biker gang, the one with the scar running down his face, grinned wickedly as he pulled a knife from his belt, its blade gleaming in the dull light of the gas station. He twisted it in his hand, stepping closer to Yabe, who was still struggling in the grip of one of the bikers. Her eyes were wide with fear, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

"Drop your weapon," he growled, the edge of his knife glinting dangerously. "Or I carve up your little girlfriend right here."

I froze, my mind racing. Yabe looked at me, her eyes pleading, tears brimming. I had no choice. I couldn't let her get hurt. Slowly, I lowered my katana, the weight of defeat settling in my chest as it hit the ground with a soft clink.

Ethan did the same, his face twisted with anger but his hands trembling as he dropped his weapon too. We were trapped. Helpless.

The leader grinned, clearly enjoying the power he had over us. He moved closer to Yabe, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. "Good boys," he sneered. "Now, let's see how much fun we can have before I kill you all."

With a quick motion, he grabbed Yabe by the hair, yanking her head back as she let out a pained gasp. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to move forward, but before I could take a step, two of his men rushed over and slammed me and Ethan to the ground. Their knees pressed hard into our backs, pinning us down with brutal force.

"Stay down, you piece of shit," one of the bikers snarled, his breath hot on my neck.

I struggled against him, rage boiling in my veins, but it was no use. His weight pressed me into the cold, dirty floor, and I could barely move. I could hear Ethan groaning in pain beside me, both of us trapped and powerless.

The leader laughed as he twisted the knife in his hand, his attention now fully on Yabe. His other hand slid up under her shirt, groping her breast with disgusting satisfaction.

Yabe whimpered, her face twisting in pain and humiliation as he fondled her, his touch rough and invasive. She squeezed her eyes shut, her body trembling.

"You're gonna wish you never came here," the leader said with a laugh, his hand still under her shirt. "We're gonna have a real good time with you, sweetheart. And then, when we're done..." He paused, looking back at me and Ethan with a sinister grin. "I'll cut off your dick and feed it to the dogs."

Rage surged through me, hotter and more intense than I'd ever felt before. I tried to push myself up, to fight back, but the biker holding me down slammed his knee harder into my spine, making me gasp in pain.

"Get off her!" I shouted, my voice hoarse with fury. "You mofo, let her go!"

The leader just laughed, clearly enjoying the helplessness on my face. He leaned down close to Yabe's ear, his voice low and menacing. "Oh, don't worry. You'll get your turn. After we're done having fun with her."

Tears slid down Yabe's cheeks, and she bit her lip, trying to hold back the sobs threatening to break free. Her eyes met mine, and in them, I saw fear, desperation—but also something else. She was trying to stay strong, trying not to give him the satisfaction of seeing her completely break.

"Please," Yabe whispered, her voice trembling. "Please, Senpai..."

I felt sick. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to do something, to fight back, but I was pinned, powerless, forced to watch as this monster violated her.

"Leave her alone," Ethan growled, his face pressed into the concrete as the other biker held him down. "You fking piece of shit, leave her alone!"

The leader grinned again, clearly enjoying the suffering he was causing. "Oh, we're just getting started. You don't tell me what to do, kid."