The Black Hood

Chapter 2: Death

The next day I awoke to the smell of scrambled eggs and pancakes knowing that it's the weekend since my mother only makes breakfast like this on the weekend I walked downstairs looking at my family, my dad scarfing down his food as always, my sister, Jocy, taking her time with her food unlike my dad, and my mother still standing over the stove and making more. I take my seat to where my plate is as I feel someone clawing me under the table, not needing to look down I already know it's my dog, I look around to make sure no one is watching me as take a piece of my pancake and feed it to my dog. My dad looks over at me "So what are you planning on doing today?" my dad asks me, "I was planning on visiting Talia again today but if you have other plans I'm all ears" I say as I eat my scrambled eggs. "Well I could use some help working on your sisters car" he says to me but before I can answer there's a loud knock on the door. My mom goes to answer the door and what I hear next sends chills down my spine. "Hello Mrs. Molina, may we come in?" A voice says as I hear the click of a gun and my mom backing up looking really pale, two others walk in armed with shotguns and carrying small gas tanks, they are wearing red bandannas, black jeans, white shirts, leather jackets, and have the LB tattooed on them. All three of them walk in and grab me and my family putting all of us on our knees, my family are in front of me as all three if the men are standing behind them, everyone is facing me. A tall tanned big man walks up to me, unlike the others he's wearing a black shirt, leather jacket, has a scar going over his eye, a shiny bald head, and has a really deep voice that sends chills everytime he speaks. "Hello John, how are you this fine day?" he asks me with a smirk on his face. I glare at him "Who are you?" I growl, he begins to walk around me "Someone who you've been causing a lot of trouble to, I've been nice to you, John, I gave you an offer numerous times, you're special we all know that everyone in the LB knows that, I even risked coming out in daylight to recruit you, So now save us all some trouble and just accept the offer" he says now standing behind my family. "Over my cold dead body" I growl at him. "No John, not yours, theirs" he says as I hear a loud gunshot, my sisters body laying down on the floor lifeless as the barrel of the mans gun is smoking and I hear my mothers screams, tears streaming down her face, my father is yelling and cursing at them, he stands up but they kick him back down to his knees. "I was nice to you John, I gave you an undeniable offer and yet you decline it still, it's like you just spit in my face, well I'm done being nice!" he says as another loud gunshot is heard and a splash of warm red liquid splashes onto my face as I look at my mother's dead body on the ground, tears begin streaming down my face, anger boils in my veins. "Stop this you sick son of a bitch!" I yell at him but before he can answer my dad tackles one of his goons, "Run John! Run!" He yells as I stumble to my feet and run towards the door but then get stopped by the other goon. I hear my father yell and then another gunshot, the goon smiles and goes to grab me but is stopped by my dog who jumps and bites his arm, the goon falls back in pain. I run out the door and the last thing I hear is a yelp from my dog, a gunshot, and the a given order from the man, "Torch the place and then go after the little shit!" He yells at his goons. I keep running, I don't know where I'm going, right now rage and adrenaline are guiding me until a thought crosses my mind, Talia. I run as fast as I can to the hospital, my lungs are burning, my legs feel like they are about to give out but I keep going, for her. I run into the hospital not bothering to talk to anyone, I take the stairs and quickly run up to the fifth floor and run to the door of her room panting and trying to catch my breath. Once I catch my breath I open the door to her room and what I see is unbearable, my heart sinks, it feels like there's a void there, my eyes begin to tear up as I fall to my knees a yell at the sky and cry. Talia passed away this morning, she didn't tell me how serious her cancer has gotten, she didn't want me to worry and now the cancer killed her. I stay on the floor crying until I feel a hand on my shoulder, I look over and find him, I shrug his shoulder off and step away from him. "Who the hell are you?!" I yell. "You're not so bright, I'm the leader of the Latino Blood, you may call me El Chapo" he says with a grin. It all makes sense now, "We came here for her but looks like her condition got her first than us, what a shame, I was looking forward to hearing her screams, maybe she would sound like your mother" he says with a smirk. "Shut up!" I yell as I advance towards him until he knees me in the stomach. "You may be a good boxer but you will never be better than me" he says with a smirk. "You son of a bitch! I'll kill you!" I yell. At that moment he ties me up puts a bag over my head, I get thrown in a van. I don't know where I'm going, I'm blind and lost now.