Valhalla

The DEA/ FBI

I was awaken by a loud bang at the cell door. A walkie talkie on the floor with a tape recording next to it, a sticky note on top of the play button stating

"Play me."

I got up and hit the play button before I started listening.

"American. Since you have pleased me from yesturday. I have another task. There is a scapel between your mattress and the DEA agents are outside your cell. I need you to extract some information. The agents are very bad for business. Just get info, report back. Destroy this tape." The voice

Immediately recognizing it, I exhaled before guys in navy blue track running jackets bust in with their guns held at me. I put my hands up before one of them arrest me and drag me outside.

"Please! Help me! I don't know what you want. I just want to escape. My frie-" I said in panic before they put a bag over my head and thrown into a van

The drive was long, it felt like hours. I was laid on my back, breathing heavily before I was picked up again and brought into a pitch black room. The black bag was taken off before I saw five proper authorities.

"We're here to help. We've heard that you made contact with this man." One agent says

I looked at the photo then at the agent.

"Look, I just want to find Bella. And get back home. They were going to kill me!" I said in panic

"Bullshit. We know you work with him. Why else would you blow up a DEA safehouse?" He says

Another agent comes in before slapping a folder in front of him.

"He's clean. This sona- of bitch is from D.C, just a college student on vacation. He was kidnapped from that nightclub." He says

"Shit! We can use him to get to him. Okay, you want your friend back? Help us. Plant this beacon on his phone-wait. We need intel." The other agent says

They grab me by my collar before inserting a chip into mt pocket and then sending me out. They drive me to diffrent location, kick me out into the desert. My mouth was dry, the air was hot. I walked bare foot on hot pavement that burned my feet each time. Scraping the bottom of my foot on the dry dirt, I see three SUV driving in sync before they stop and men come out and drag me inside. Their hands muffled my screams, their strength outstanded my own before I am speeded to another distant location. The same mansion. I got out the car, still in cuffs before I saw Carlos, kneeling with a look of anger.

"Què les dijo èl?" Carlos speaks in spanish

"Nada jefe. Justo como lo planeaste." One of the henchmen responded

"Còmo llegaron estas agentas del gobieren a esta lugar?" Carlos asked his henchmen

"Tenemas una ratas en esta jefe. Quieres que me ocupe de eso?" The henchmen asked him

"No. Porque lo hice!" Carlos said angrily before he got his pen and jammed it into the henchmen

Carlos' hair was messy as he jammed the black pen into the henchmen stomach. Blood covered his hand and splattered on his suit before the saliva came out his mouth, sweat dripping down his forehead. He looked at me before face palming and turning away. He pointed to the now dead henchman as he said

"Que eso sea una lecciòn para todes ustedes."

A elegant woman in a black dress came to him with a napkin before he wiped off his hands and the ring he wore. With a smile, he walked toward me before helping me up.

"Come. Sígueme! I have found you very reliable, but now we have some fast time task. Take this gun." He says as he grabs the M4AI assualt rifle and hands it to me

I grab it before dropping it as it fires a shot. Carlos picks up the gun and shoves it in my hand before grabbing my index finger and putting it on the trigger.

"Now. I want you to aim at that cyrofoam head and shoot it."

Never have handled a weapon, not even a knife. I pull the trigger, but it does not shoot.

"Okay american. Let's try something else. This is the clip. It holds these bullets. Very powerful." Carlos says before taking the bullets out

"Put these bullets back inside the clip." He says

As I do what he says, he laughs.

"El americano. Me ecanto esto. El eschucha, me obedence. Ni sequiera lo estoy amenazando, solo miedo." He says to the others before his lover comes and laughs

I pick up the bullets before Carlos says

"Faster! You stupid perra! Before I make you eat them!" He says before I drop them

He grabs me by my hair before kneeing me in the face, leaving me in the dirt. He signals everybody to leave before I am left here, only two henchmen are left outside. Carlos yells

"Asegúrate de que lo haga bien. Quiero que sea el mejor!"

The henchmen walk up to me before they stand looking. Hours pass by before the sound of crickets fill my ear. My eyes grow drowsy before I fall into the dirt before I feel a rough metal against my ear and a explosion. In turn it was the henchman who shot a bullet right next to my ear. They kept doing that everytime I snooze off. As I kept being motivated, I got faster at reloading, loading and checking the sights. Later I began to understand and practice little by little.