Dangerous Woman

Chapter 2

*Still Lemmy's POV*

They approached the car. I could see their shadows in front of the flames. My hatred raged but I knew that I wouldn't harm them, not even the slightest. So why try?

I couldn't quite explain to you how much I wanted to hurt them. I knew it was them at the time. The McCann gang, they had found us. They had found me.

They surveyed the car and laughed.. Laughed! They were contacting someone saying that "the target had been eliminated". If only those idiots knew.

They took photos of the wreck. I felt angered at this. Could these people possibly be so heartless? So brutal? What did we even do to them? Why us? Why me?

I felt my eyes sting with what could only mean tears. I hated myself at that instant how could I cry and let them go on with this.

I just hoped they wouldn't find me, so I stayed hidden in the ditch. The dumbasses being so pathetic and stupid made no attempt to survey the rest of the area to make sure I was still alive.

I tried to take in slow and quiet breaths. My entire body ached. I was losing my conscious and could barely keep my eyes open, when I saw him.

Well his shadow. He approached them stealthy, cautious of every step he took. Looking graceful with every movement.

He took out his gun and fired.

I was afraid and grateful at that instant. Afraid because he could find me and kill me as well. Grateful because he had killed one of them.

I saw as the other gang member stood in shock at what had happened to his partner but was too late to react and was shot instantly. Both of them dead. I smiled.

My mothers murderers had been killed although I wish I could have done the job myself. He walked over to the bodies and checked if they were alive. Dead.

I could only guess when he stepped away from them.
He turned to the car and kneeled. I reacted at this maybe he didn't mean any harm. I watched as he prayed right next to the wreck. Next to my mother... Was this the friend she was talking about?

I feared he wasn't but what other reason would someone know we were here. I called out "help". He stood at the sound of my voice.

"Who's out there?" He held out his gun. I tried to sit up but failed. "Here please I mean no harm, just please help me" I pleaded as he trotted over to me. "Oh my god are you Lemmy?" He asked as he kneeled next to me. I nodded.

He lean over to pick me up carefully. Ouch! I winced slightly concealing my pain. "It's okay I promise I wont hurt you im here to take care of you and prepare you." Thats all I heard he was saying something else but I couldn't quite make out what he was trying to say. I was coming in and out of consciousness.

Everything that happened in that rapid moment crowded my mind. I replayed it over and over again. I would never forget this. Even if I tried to it would haunt me and I knew it would.

I lost the only family I ever had... that I would ever have.
I made myself a promise that night that I would avenge my mother's murder and I would not stop until they got the justice that they deserved.

Until they were all gone. Until every last one of them were dead. I would prepare myself in the coming years. I would be independent and I would become stronger.

I kept that thought in my mind until the darkness had overcome me.