Chapter 15

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Hey guys! Read on, readers, read on.

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Ken POV:

The man I despise most in the world walks in with the man whose wound I tended for Cry, and ties him to a chair. I stare at the man who killed my girlfriend, the man who killed his own wife, the man who wants to kill Cry, the man who's probably going to kill us, then before I know it I'm being repeatedly punched in the stomach, then he starts to laugh. I almost throw up then and there, and can only focus on the pain radiating from the stomach, I almost black out when I hear a strangled voice.

"You sick fuck. Let us go! I don't know why you're doing this, but it's a mistake!" I see Cry's father smirk and walk over to Minx, who looks frightened, and just as he reaches a certain point, she screams at him.

"DON'T YOU COME NEAR ME! I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE, BUT YOU WILL NOT COME NEAR ME!" I think shes done, but then she spits on him. I see Cry's father grow still, and he starts to turn red in anger. (not like a cartoon red, but a red whenever you get mad.) My enemy walks over to a medical table and rummages around, looking for something, making as much noise as possible, no doubt. The man turns around, facing Minx and walks over to her, holding a knife firmly in his grasp. Cry's father paces the knife against Minx's cheek. I start to panic, thinking of something to do, but am beat to it.

"Hey! Why hurt her? She looks useless. You might as well deal with me now, or else, WHEN, not if, but when I get out of this chair you're going to wish you had done something." I pop my head in the gunshot man's direction and see he's staring straight past me and obviously at our captor. My enemy straightens and walks towards the new hostage with the knife still in his hand. I am too slow to do anything, for my vision is fading to black. I fight to keep myself awake as I hear Cry's father say.

"For a small, skinny thing you have a lot of courage to talk to me like that... Boy."

I fight harder to keep my eyes open, but can't I feel myself fall into nothing, but am pulled out by a loud, spine tingling sound, followed by a scream and footsteps. I force my eyes open to see a knife sticking out of the already wounded man's side.

"Why?! Why would you DO that?!" I hear a short, loud laugh and smell blood coming from the fresh wound on the already wounded man. I struggle to get out of my ropes, when my enemy walks towards me, leans close to my ear and whispers.

"You'll watch him die, just like you watched her die."

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Sorry for the teaser things. But I'm leading up to the most amazing thing, anyway. I got to go to bed, enjoy!

Also, sorry for any errors... I dozed off a few times while trying to post, dang I need sleep.. Night guys!

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