Bang!
Another cold body dropped dead on the floor as a gunshot pierced through the eerie silence inside the warehouse. I can only let a silent gasp as I stood frozen behind the crates of guns, watching as they drag my father's dead and bloody body across the floor and out the door leading to God knows where they will throw his lifeless body.
A small man came in to wipe off the blood on the floor, while the rest of the group laughed like they did not just kill an innocent person. The redhead who fired the gun was playing with the rifle he used to kill my father, reenacting how he shot him straight to the head, and between the two eyes. Disgusting, fucking disgusting creatures.
Anger, fear, frustration, grief. My emotions consumed me as the slow breathing turned into silent cries while I curled into a ball on the cold floor. I wanted them dead, but first, I need to get out of here before they kill me too. With shaky legs, I stood up and slowly backed away from the scene, not wanting to create any noise, only to meet a pair of snake eyes looking back at me. His smirk growing larger as I back away from him, trying to run for my life. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me away from the cluster of crates, bringing me to the exact same spot where they killed my father minutes ago.
"Look what we have here, boys!" his voice rang across the room, catching the attention of the others. "Looks like the dirty old rat dragged his little mouse all the way to the Tigers' den!"
The redhead walked towards me, pulling out his rifle and readying his stance to shot me like he did earlier. I could only cower down, knowing that I can't fight five guys in my weak state.
"Not so fast, Mobi," the snake-eyed guy said, gesturing the guy to lower down his gun. "We don't want a speck in the gang's name, but it would be fun to give Boss some toy to play with." his aura growing darker by the passing second. If demons exist, he would surely be one of them.
"Tie her up! We'll be calling our King to come play with us."
They did as their leader said, and tied me up. The ropes were too tight, cutting and scratching my skin until they bled. I tried to scream, squirm out of the ropes, kick them while they tie me up, but it was no use. "Scream all you want, kid. Nobody's gonna hear you anyway."
"Let me go! Let me fcking go!"
"Shut the fuck up! You irritate me!" I felt a hard punch in the gut, making me cough blood. Lots and lots of blood that it irked me to see. The punch was so hard, I think it damaged my internal organs.
"One more word coming out of your goddamn mouth and I'll shoot you like I did with your Daddy. Just because Jiro told me not to kill you means I won't do it." the redhead said.
I spat on his face, riling him up. He grabbed a fistful of my hair before going in for another punch, when a voice stopped him. "I told you not to kill her, didn't I? The Boss won't be too happy to find his plaything in black and blue."
Mobi could only glare at me before lowering his fist and eventually walking out of the room. Snake-eyes turned to me with the same mischievous smirk he wore when he found me behind the crates. He stood there, just smiling at me. His wide smile creeps me out every passing second. His demeanor resembling that of a sadist, but it scares me more that he is calm. Too calm to be believable.
He pulled out a knife from his back pocket and walked towards me, still wearing such sinister smile. My lips trembled and tears threatened to fall. He sat on the floor, and ducked to my face's level. I can smell weed and cigar in his breath from where I am placed.
