Trappers 2: The truth

Chapter 35

Darren POV

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After all these years I'm finally getting justice, finally getting what I desire most. The end of Parca and everyone that he loved so dearly. He's a monster and deserved to die. Now PGS will die by my hands. I will run everything. "We'll be unstoppable." I turned to the voice of my father. "We'll finally rule everything. We'll be stronger than the Cartel once we take over Kyng's territory. We can kill them all too."

"Why do we have to kill Maria?" I turned to the twelve year old me standing in the corner. Just as innocent as can be. "We love Maria."

"Love?" Fifteen year old me sneered at the kid. "Love is fake you brat. There's nothing real about it. Parca swore he 'loved' everyone he worked with but that bastard got our dad killed! Love is a figment of your stupid imagination."

"Love is real," the kid cried. "What we felt was real. Maria isn't to blame."

"Shut up," I mumbled rubbing my eyes. These guys are giving me a headache. "I have business to conduct so go away." I opened my eyes and they were gone. Having all of them in a room together was tiring. I looked wearily at the pill bottle. It's been years since I stopped taking my medication. I won't ever go back to taking them but there are times where I thought of doing so just for a few moments of peace and quiet. But I won't. Those three are all I have left in the world. Thanks to Parca. "Let's get this over with."

Maria POV

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I felt something get splashed on me. It was water. Freezing cold water. My vision blurred at the first sign of light. I looked around. I was handcuffed to a pole. All around the room was Kyng, Selena, Drew, Tyson, Kiya, Tanisha, and Mama Tonya. What the hell is going on? Everyone was starting to wake up. "I see you all are awake." I looked up and looked directly into the eyes of Darren. They were emotionless, dead. I could see Asiaa hiding in the back.

"What do you want with us?"

"Should be quite obvious. I want you all dead."

"Why? What the fuck did we ever do to your crazy-" I felt someone hit me on the side of my face.

"You son of a-" Someone hit Kyng.

"You've always had a vulgar mouth Maria," he said walking towards me. "I was hoping with time you'd grow out of that. I suggest you watch what you say. I'd hate to kill you just yet. Seeing how we must now wait for the little ones to join us."

"What?" we all said. He's going after our children?

"Oh you don't know? I've got a band together to pick up the kids. They should be joining us in a few hours. You didn't think we'd leave them out of the festivities did you? What's the point of a suffering death without seeing your faces once we torture the kids?"

"You sick fuck!" Kyng yelled. "The fuck did we do to you?"

"You all still don't know? I guess not since the smart one is dead. Do you mind telling me where Chance is? He's someone I absolutely can't leave alive."

"Like we'd ever tell you shit," I spat. "You crazy bastard!"

"Crazy?" He turned and looked to his left. "I'm trying to be nice but she's the one being rude. What should I do?"

"Who the hell is he talking to?" Drew whispered. "Casper?"

"Shut the hell up," I whispered back.

"Maria," he sang coming over to me. What the hell? "Remember when we used to play together? Remember all the fun we had?"

"Um..." I have no idea what's going on.