Predator's Desire

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Lorenzo felt his neck snap back along with his head as he was dealt another punch in the jaw.

Two men held him up as a third attempted to beat the living shit out of him.

Ren felt like laughing at this whole situation, he felt the corners of his mouth turn up but they disappeared as the bastard in front of him pounded his gut in.

Ren grunted taking the fist easily, the bully in front of him doing worse then he.

Sweat dripped down Drago's body, pouring from his face in puddles, he had been at this for 3 strait hours already, unfortunately the bolder of a man before him seemed to have no nerves in his body. Drago almost wanted to applaud in appreciation at this mans resistance to Drago's brutal force, Lorenzo didn't look like he had been beaten for hours on end at all.

"What the fuck are you made of?" Drago gave a dry laugh his breathing a gasping pant.

"Balls. What never heard of them Drago? Check your pants i think there missing." Lorenzo joked his voice a verbal slap to the face for Drago.

"Bastard, I'm not finished with you yet." Drago sneered drawing back his leg ready to kick Lorenzo where the sun don't shine.

"Look don't take the lack of your testicles out on mine!" Lorenzo breathed in a laugh.

Drago growled and let his foot fly to the zipper of Ren's pants. Ren took the opportunity as an opening, he spun his body to the right into the unprepared minions chest knocking him off balance.

The guard to the left who had still been holding Lorenzo's other arm was knocked of balance and stumbled to where Ren had just been standing getting a full fledged kick to his gut courtesy of Drago who couldn't stop his momentum meant for Lorenzo.

The guard gave a strangled grunt before going down, passed out on the cold hard cobble stone.

Ren spun again twisting in the flailing guards hands. They went down, Ren's landing cushioned by the large beefy body of his captor. The guard gasped as the impact of the fall shocked his core. Ren's knee dug soundly into the guards stomach made the guy double over, Ren punched the guy with a solid blow to the face. A sound crack of a broken jaw and a quite moan told Ren the guard was passed out in pain.

Drago recovering from his initial shock and launched himself into motion hurling his body at Ren knocking him into the cobble stones and rolling their bodies over the stone street.

Ren felt small pieces of stone grit cut into his face as he rolled with Drago. He rolled so he was straddling Drago and pummeled Drago without mercy.

Drago tried to cover his face but gave up and decided instead to tackled Lorenzo with a short burst of energy gaining the upper hand. Drago was on top now and he quickly returned the punches Ren had given him with interest. Ren kneed Drago soundly in the Netherlands region and Drago went down with a thud.

Ren stood up and brushed the dust off his jeans casually. A small crowd had gathered in the mouth of the alley way drawn by the sounds of a rumble. Someone pushed passed everyone else and came running into the alley.

"You faccia di merda! (bastard in polite usage translation) I've been looking for you for hours! You were supposed to be- who the fuck are these sorry punks?" Ciro asked cutting off his own rant.

Ciro kicked one of the passed out guards body with a careful boot as if he were touching trash not a poor sucker.

"Don't start with me Ciro today is not turning out the way i had imagined it to." Lorenzo warned his brother. He took out a little silver box from his back pocket and pulled a cigarette from it. Ren placed it in his mouth before searching for a lighter. Ciro leaned over a single match burning in front of Ren's face. Ren bent over the flame gratefully and took a drag of his freshly lit smoke, he sent a puff up into the air and watched it dissolve into nothing in no time.