Chapter 47 Send Them To Hell

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Kenny's POV

I kick open the door to the wearhouse I was trapped in not so long ago. In the far off distance, I can see the chair I was tied to being faintly illuminated by an overhead light, but as I make my way to it, I can see that this place is abandoned.

I stand in front of the chair. Dried blood covers the floor. My blood. I growl, I don't have fucking time to stand around! I run out and think about things (Name) told me about the "organization".

Around the Time (Name) Joined C&F

(Name) leans against the wall as we all sit at the table. "So, what do you want to know?" She asks, once again, twirling her dagger around in her hand. "Anything and everything," Human Kite says, "Any information can help." She closes her eyes and nods. She begins to explain how she was recruited, what weapons they used, etc. "So, where did you guys meet?" Coon asks. "This place near the docks. I guess you could call it a wearhouse . . . "

I burst through the door of the wearhouse. I hear a gasp from the distance. I look ahead while sprinting. There she is - tied to a chair with her arms behind her back and her head down. So. Much. Blood. "I'M COMING, (NAME)!" I shout, but she doesn't even respond. Someone grabs me from behind and puts me in a chokehold. I flip them over and put my foot on their chest. Darkness. I stare blankly at this girl as she struggles to get up. Fear strikes her face as I raise my knife. "No mercy." Before I can strike, I'm pinned to the ground from behind. A knife pierces my arm. I don't react. I overpower the person who pinned me down and swiftly get on top of him. I kick the girl away and stab Destruction over and over. No emotion. Nothing. These people hurt her. Send them to hell. I get up, covered in blood as the girl scrambles to the mangled corpse, begging him to get up. "Please!" She begs, "Don't leave me all alone." She still pleads as I lift her up and slit her throat. I walk over (Name), every step I make leaves a bloody foot print. I step behind her and release her wrists and the rest of her bindings. She doesn't respond. She's on the brink of death. She's missing her tongue and her eye. I stab her. I stab myself. I wake up in my old bed and run to her house.

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