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Mother Superior felt on her knees begging God to bring them safely. Her eyes cried out with dispair, She had to do something... The police? Should she call the police? She barged in and slammed her office open, leaning to the phone.
From upstairs, someone came screaming for her. They've found a note...
His eyes met with her's. All his feeling for her, rose upon his mind. All the dreams, all the laughs, all the tears. The feeling engolfed him like a hug. From the hug he acquired wings. His light shined upon every corner, searching only for the women of his dreams.
The perfection of her deep and beautifull eyes were breathtaking for him. Every wall disappeared, around them nothing was heard, nothing was bad, everything was perfect like her. Perfection? No, something was blurrying the light. The pure atmosfere on the room was tainted.
With her there was that tainted man.
Man - Your friends, Madeline?
The man smirked. Disgusting pig. How could he even breathe the same air as her?
Jake - Let her go!
The man laughed once again.
Man - Why should I? What will you do, infant?
That's right. He was an infant! What could he do? A sweat of fear felt from his hair.
Mike - We will bring her home!
His voice served as a wake up call. Jake held even tightly the pipe. His eyes were deaddly serious again.
Man - Dont be stupid. Go away now, before something really bad happens to you.
He turned his back to them and approachd his finger to Maddie's chin. His heart couldn't take it anymore and in a rush of mind, he ran to the man and slammed his pipe downwards.
The man turned around quickly, grabbed the pipe and punched him on the stomach. Jake was sent flying, spilling blood from his mouth.
The man rised. His face was terrorizing.
Man - You stupid, stupid child. You will die here. Despicable orphan. No one will know your existence. No one will care, you will just die alone. Die now, by my hands, knowing your efforts were useless like you. I'll make you wish you were never born. None of you.
Mike felt with fear. Jake was paralized on the ground. Their fear prevented them from moving. Maddie was unconscious, tied on the corner. There was still the man in front of her. There would be no saviors that night.
Man - And after I'm done with you, little Madeline. I'll let you join your worthless friends in Hell. You'll give me only headaches if I let you breath.
Mike broke through his spell and rushed to the man's feet, smashing his own weapon on his caps. The man felt in pain. He turned around and smashed his huge hand on Mike's throat, lifting him from the ground. Mike tried to scream, but no sound came out, and no air came in. Just as his weapon felt, also his foot felt. Felt on the man's rib, sending a wave of pain that weaken his grip. Mike was released but before he could do anything, a gigantic foot crushed his sternum and sent him injured to a wall. He slammed his head with the wall and felt unconscious.
Jake - Mike!
He looked around the room. There was no light anymore. There was no wings. There was only a coward. Maddie was out, Mike was out. He decided to come here, why should Mike be the one to pay for that? Why should he be hurt and not him?
The man looked to him once again. Again a terrible paralizing fear filled his leg and wiped out his strength. Get it over with, rise! Fight! Free your friends!!
The man came stumbling to him, with his hand over his broken ribs.
Man - You annoying piece of garbagge! DIE!
Jake supported his weight with his hands on the ground, and released it with a kick with both feet. The man shouted with pain, and as his legs broke, he felt. Jake stood up and swinged the pipe on the man's head. But he wouldn't be defeated that easily. He puched the pipe away and then puched Jake's face. He stood against the puch and kneed him on the stomach and striked the man's temple with his elbow. This is a fight I won't loose.
The man puched Jake again, breaking his nose. Jake countered the huge punch with a blow of his weapon on the man's sternum. With heavy breathing, Jake swong the pipe again, and stroke the man on the jaws. The man's arm felt like steal on Jake's jaw, as he received another blow. He kneel in front of the man, but before he was hit, Jake slammed his head on the man stomach. The man spilled some blood and jake uppercuted his chin with the pipe.
Just like in slow motion, the man felt bacwards, unconscient...
Did I won? I defeated him...?
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