Kidnapped III: Offspring//Mike Vitar Fanfic COMPLETED

Chapter Ten

Mike's POV

Next thing I knew I was in my truck driving, I don't remember actually going outside and getting in and taking off. I was raped that night, I could just throw up right now. Because I wasn't there in time to save her from that. She often tells me I can't save everyone and I can't save her all the time. I don't care, I still feel like shit for letting that happen to her. My mind was so boggled I didn't even have the slightest clue as to what I was doing. I was driving around but I almost forgot why...that's how hard the news hit me. Focus Mike! Your nine year old daughter has been kidnapped by some sadistic psychopath! And who knows where their whereabouts are!? I slapped myself in the face repeatedly as hard as I possibly could, "Come on Mike pull it together!" I say out loud to myself. Then a light bulb came on in my mind...I always made sure Elise carried a little tracking device on her in case she ever got lost. Lori and I gave one to James too, I started laughing, "I fucking forgot about those things!" I yelled out loud. The devices are like bluetooth sort of, the device itself looks like a tiny little action figure as a disguise so others don't suspect it's a tracking device. That's how Lori and I wanted it, and we told the kids never to tell anyone. I pulled my phone out and turned on the device's location. Searching...searching
..searching...I began tapping my foot on the floor impatiently, finally...Location Found! I laughed again almost in an evil tone along with that same face expression to match it, "I got you you son of a bitch!" I said aloud again as I put my foot to the pedal and sped off. This freak had my little girl in a house...it was way on the other side of town...the ghetto side of town where all the homeless people and sex offenders and murderers live. I hated that part of town, no one was ever safe down there, but my baby is down there and I'll get her back if it's the last fucking thing I do.

Lori's POV

I just sat on the couch, frozen. My entire body felt so numb...he didn't say anything when he left...he walked slowly out the door and left. Does he even know what he's doing!? He looked so fucked up when he left! I began to panic a little and worry even more about Elise. He isn't gonna find her he probably doesn't even know what he's doing! I think as I stand up and grab my car keys, James comes back out into the living room and stares at me, "Mom? Where are you going?" He asks. I sigh, "Honey, I have to go find your dad and sister! I will explain everything when I come back" I say, James throws his arms up and then let's them flop back down to his sides, "You're going to leave me here!? Alone!?" He yells. I sigh again and start shaking impatiently, "Oh honey, let's see if the neighbor girl will stay with you for a few hours, you like her she's watched you two before! Just tell her what's happening and keep the doors and windows locked okay!" I say making sure I'm being perfectly clear. James nods and I plant a long kiss on his head, "Everything is going to be fine! I love you so so much!" I say as I give him the biggest hug I've ever given him. James starts crying again, "It'll be okay I promise! Go get the neighbor girl or stay over there and I will let you know when this is over! I promise this will end! We're gonna win James!" I say reassuringly. James nods again, and I turn to go get in the car and take off.

Mike's POV

I finally made it to hell...I grabbed a thick crowbar from the back seat and took a deep breath. I was right outside the location where the tracking device is...where my little girl is. I thought about Lori getting raped again...and my daughter being kidnapped and my son hysterical. I got angry...real angry, I felt my face burning and my hands shaking. I got out of the truck and snuck around to the back of the house, this felt exactly like how it did twenty years ago. There was even a basement window with some light coming through, My heart was racing...the rage faded. It's like I'm dreaming! It's almost the exact same way it was twenty years ago! I shook my head of the thoughts and kept moving. I got right next to the basement window and looked in...I didn't see anyone. I stood back up, I looked around, there were two stories in this house so I looked up. There were lights on upstairs, I went to turn to go to the back door but I felt something whack me in the back of the head...I blacked out.

Two Hours Later

When I woke up...I was tied to a bed with ropes...lots of them, I looked around the room as I kept flickering my eyes open. I couldn't move my mouth, there was duct tape wrapped all the way around my mouth to the back of my neck. I growl and pull violently on the ropes, the growl turned into a muffled scream of rage. Once again here I am helpless while my family is in danger! Fuck I'm pathetic! I thought. Then I heard a deep voice that nearly repeated what I was thinking, "Fuck bro you're a bit pathetic!" A big buff man walks into the room, bald, bushy beard, looks like he's in his mid thirties. I struggled more against the ropes while screaming angrily at the man. Although the screaming wouldn't do any good since it was so muffled. The man starts to turn and walk back out of the room, "You're daughter is such a little cutie! Don't worry Mikey, she's been a good little angel" he says softly with a sinister smile. I shake my head slowly at the man and watch him as he leaves the room. I struggle some more against the ropes that hold me down on the bed, my hands above my head and ropes to the railing of the bed and my legs roped together tightly. Fuck Mike! You really fucked this one up! I thought...then I thought back to twenty years ago when I was chained to that thick metal pole in the crack house basement. I had found a little thin metal pin to unlock the chains. What I needed to do now was look around in my reach for something that could cut these ropes. Not a fucking thing! I thought while looking close to me. I don't think I was getting out of this one.