The SACRIFICE

Revenge

"You can't fucken do this okay"

"Get the fuck out of my way Shotgun!"

"You are fucken drunk and not thinking straight your full of anger, I understand that we betrayed you and you have every right to feel like this but you can't be swinging guns at people while your drunk"

"You are not the boss of me I will not hear from you okay, I won't shoot her I just want to know why she lied to me I gave her my heart and this is how she thanks me"

"That won't help when your drunk and have a gun on you, you want to expose yourself to her and what after that get arrested and join our brother in prison worse defamate the good dignity you have huh"

"Fine if I am not going to the hospital you bet your arse that I am definitely going for the Russians for disrespecting my territory"

"I am going with you I will inform the gang" Shotgun said while making a call

It didn't take long until my entire team made their presence felt at my house, they all looked more than prepared to avenge their boss and the goal was clear to kill every Russian we come across. And then I will pay a little visit to my precious girl in the hospital.

Everyone was geared up as we got into the roaring cars that seemed to be also ready to face battle, I hadn't informed my uncle in Italy about this I knew he was going to punish me for that but now I was just too livid to talk.

The cars raced as if their live depended on it, the bikes roared even more as it showered a presidential escort next to my car, a whole entourage of darkness, more than ever I was prepared for anything.

Although this was an ambush I knew how smart and resilient the Russians were they would not let us just attack without fighting back, The cars stopped two houses away from the actual attack spot, I wore a mask that only covered my eyes while the rest of my face was revealed.

The gang took up their spots while my bodyguards and Shotgun shielded me, first to be hit where the guards at the gate all of them silently decapitated, I stood there as they all fell one by one like trees that were being chopped off.

Bullets went flying as I stepped inside the house, glasses flew in the air and feathers joined the dance as holes were being crafted into the precious artifacts and the leathered white couch decorated with the blood of my enemies, a few tried to run but they were no match for the lion I was no one was to get away alive without feeling my wrath.

"Who sent you to my club the other day" I asked a half dead Russian I decided to save

"What are you talking about, I don't know what you are talking about!" I he said trying to breath

I shot him in the leg "Ahhh motherfucker!" He shouted

"I am going to ask you again, who sent you to kill the Crow?"

"Haaa haaa haaa, you are the Crow all this time we were threatened by a woman" he laughed idiotically bringing my blood to a boil

"A woman with balls two times your size" I smirked and shot him in the knee

He screamed from pain which made me feel powerful.

"I am going to ask you the last time, who sent you?"

"Fuck you I would rather die than to tell you shit!" He said with that said the bear in me was unleashed

I turned him into a punching bag as I landed fists all over his body, I released all of my anger at that point on him and damn it felt good.

With each fist I weakened him down but like a crazy hyena he kept on laughing, to spit him I placed my knee right on his crotch and enjoyed how he screamed as I kept on applying pressure on them until I felt something pop and wetness sipped through my pants.