Fluke was excited to celebrate his birthday with his husband, Ohm. He thought about a nice dinner, candle lights, roses and wine just like in those romantic movies. Never in his whole life, did he imagine a child would be his 24th birthday gift.
"They're coming! They will hurt me again. I'm scared!" Fluke woke up with a little girl's voice screaming in his head. He looked next to him, checking the time on his night table, 3 AM he read. Fluke looked outside his tall window, that had a wide view of his city. The full moon was still hanging high up in the night sky and he focused. It was too quiet, as if someone was waiting for him behind the door.
He reached underneath his bed, grabbing his Glock 22 and he slowly got up from his bed. With bare feet he walked lightly towards his door, standing with his back against the wall. The doorknob slowly opened, and he tightened his grip around the handgun. A black masked man walked inside, Fluke hit him right behind his head, and he caught him before the man's body collapsed on the floor.
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The leader stepped over the unconscious body and into his hallway, the living space was dark only the big window wall letting in the city lights underneath his loft. Fluke looked left, but the front door was not open. Just when he was about to walk towards the guest room, around the corner, white smoke surrounded him. He immediately covered his mouth and nose. The smoke got thicker and someone landed behind him. Before he could turn around, a punch landed on his stomach, making him cough and inhale the smoke. It began to travel through his throat into his lungs, closing off his airways.
Fluke tried to step away but the smoke entered his lungs for too long, making his head dizzy and his vision blurred. "Get the girl and get out of here," The man who stood behind him ordered the one who punched, "Why is she even here and who are those two guys, sir?" The other said. "Why would I care who these people are? Boss is mad, his best weapon escaped from the lab. So, you better get that girl before I shoot you!" The man finally ran towards the guest room, where Ohm and the girl were sleeping.
Fluke fell on his knees, with his right hand placed on the floor, trying to steady himself. "This little guy won't quit huh," the man said and he crouched down in front of him. The mafia leader tried to catch some air, but everything is getting heavier. A hand grabbed his chin, the face was completely covered except for his eyes, and before Fluke could even protest, his body collapsed on the floor. The man began to laugh and looked down at his right hand.
Fluke noticed what the man was about to do, he tried to grab his gun that fell right next to him, but he was paralysed. The only thing he could do was watch how his wedding ring, got taken away. His eyes widened and heart beating fast, "No, don't take it," that was what he wanted to yell, but nothing came out. "Sir, I got the girl. The other guy already passed out," another man walked towards them, with the small girl carrying over his shoulder. Fluke watched how both men just walked out of the door, with his guards lying lifeless on the floor, and everything went black.
"...-uke! Fluke!" Fluke felt two big hands cupping his face, and he slowly opened his eyes. Ohm was looking with concerned eyes at him, "O-Ohm?" His voice was hoarse, but his husband hugged him closer, "You can't imagine how scared I was. I thought they got you too," the taller's voice trembled. Fluke hugged him back and was glad his husband was alright, "They got her," he said and Ohm broke the hug, "They tased me before I could do anything," he fist his hand and looked down. Fluke placed his hand against his husband's cheek, "They took something important from me," he said and Ohm furrowed his eyebrow, "What is it?"
