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“Thank you,” I state, my heart tight with the pain of the loss that was my beautiful sister, but she will now finally find peace once I have banished her killer from this world. I start making my way swiftly towards the farmhouse, keeping to the trees so that they won’t be able to see me from the chopper. Tor is beside me; I know that if for some reason I am not successful, Tor will end it. I sense the others surrounding the house still hidden from sight.
The sound of the chopper is now diminished as they have clearly landed, we are all on high alert making sure that we don’t miss anything, and that today is a success. I squat, placing the palms of my hands flat on the ground, I close my eyes to sense the vibrations of the earth around me. I sense the subtle interference in the vibration of the soil as others approach. The closer they come the denser the vibration becomes.
“They close,” I state quietly for Tor’s benefit.
It is another five minutes or so before we finally see the silhouette of four men approaching. They are making their way cautiously towards the house, the doctor is walking in front with two men with what looks like sniper rifles flanking him. There is another one that is circling them as he turns in all directions trying to find possible threats.
Tor raises his hand to signal Asger and Dag to start to circle behind them. Just as they are a couple of meters away, they stop as the door to the house opens and Tor’s mate steps out. Her dark hair is platted, and she is wearing a light blue pair of jeans and a burnt yellow t-shirt. I feel Tor shift beside me, his eyes intense as he stares at her. Whatever happens we cannot fail here today.
She takes a couple of steps until she is standing at the head of the steps that lead down from the porch. Even though she is clearly blind it is clear that she must be sensing the danger because her body is tense as she looks out. I glance towards the Doctor to see a pleased smile on his face, the asshole must think that he is going to get his grubby hands on another woman to torture, well this time he won’t succeed.
He holds up his hand which has the two men flanking him stop as he continues approaching the porch. When he is just a few feet away I thrust my fingers deep into the earth and push. My push has the earth rise on command like a wave heading between the Doctor and Tor’s mate. The force has the Doctor flying back as he loses his footing. As soon as I make my move the others also attack.
There is shooting but my focus is on the Doctor and not on the men behind him, I know that the others will quickly divest of the fuckers shooting at us. The Doctor starts to stand when I stride towards him and with a flick of my wrist the earth below him moves to make him lose his balance again. I bend down placing my hands around his neck, I lift him off the ground to stand face to face with me.
“Do you know who I am?” There is fear in his eyes, but he smiles at me sarcastically.
“I know who all of you are,” his answer has my vision blurring with fury, “and I know what your weaknesses are.” I can’t help myself; my fingers tighten until his lips start to turn blue and his eyes start to glaze over. Just as I start to feel his life slipping though my fingers, I loosen my grip to let him fall to the ground gasping for breath.
Killing him like this would be too quick and too easy, he needs to suffer. He is bent over, gasping for breath, I place my hand on the back of his head and lift my knee hitting him full on the nose, I hear the crack and gasp as I break it. I will break every bone in his body before I let him die.
The sound of the fighting is coming to a slow stop, I know that the others will be incapacitated, and we will be questioning them before we decided what to do with them. “You can’t kill me!” he screams as he holds his bloody nose.
“Really, and why not?” I ask as I place my face close to his.
“I know too much,” he screeches, the sound irritating to the ears.
“All the more reason to get rid of you.” I say as I take hold of his jacket pulling him close, I shake him until I hear his teeth rattling. “You killed my sister, you will pay.” With those words I pull back my fist and then bring it forward straight under his jaw. His eyes roll back in his head, and he falls unconscious at my feet.
Only when everything starts to quieten do I hear the others shouting. Turning my head, I see Tor holding his mate close to his chest, the side of her yellow t-shirt is tinged red. Fuck, I feel my stomach jolt, even though Tor hasn’t bonded with his mate she is still his. “Let’s take their helicopter, I’ll fly it.” Dag shouts from where he is standing a few feet behind me pointing towards where the men came from.
Tor seems to be ready to burst with rage, everything about him is vibrating with pent up energy. Dag goes ahead as Tor carrying his mate rushes towards the trees where the helicopter is. They will take her to a hospital, and hopefully she pulls through, or we will lose Tor to his own fury.
“Let’s take this motherfucker to the club, when we are there we can decided what to do with the son of a bitch as Draco will want to talk to him too.” Dane states as he leans down to pick the scumbag from the ground.
“How is she?” I ask, I was so engrossed with the Doctor that I didn’t even realize that she had been injured.
“She’s been shot, still breathing, but losing a lot of blood,” Asger updates.
“We should burn these assholes to a crips, I don’t feel like transporting them.” Tal says, “once we have dispersed with them, we can take him back to the club, I have phoned Colborn and asked him to bring the van.”
“Did you tell the others to come and get Tor and Dag’s Harleys?” I ask feeling my rage ebbing.
“Yes, they are on their way.” I grunt in reply as I lift my hands rotating them semi-clockwise so the earth can open beneath the Doctor. I don’t feel like having to keep an eye on him while we are cleaning up any evidence of the fight that just happened. When the son of a bitch is a couple of feet below ground level, I start to turn my hands clockwise which has the earth covering his body until only his head is uncovered. I know that he will freak when he awakens and finds himself buried. I want to hurt him, I want to inflict as much pain on him as he inflicted on all those women that he tortured but I need to be patient, first we will interrogate him and then I will mutilate him.
When the fucker wakes up, he won’t be able to move, he will have to wait for what is to come. He will think that he is being punished, but it is only beginning, because before he dies there will be hell to pay, and when he finally dies I will finally smile as I will know that all those women that he had a hand in hurting will finally find peace.
DRUZA 11
I look into the mirror as I brush my teeth, yesterday was a challenge. The other girls were amazing, but by not being used to ever go out and enjoy myself without supervision I felt that I had to constantly look over my shoulder to make sure that I wasn’t being watched by one of the family. Leaning down I rinse my mouth and smile as I stand again to look at myself.
I want to scream in excitement at my situation, but at the same time I feel guilty at opposing everything I was made to believe in. The others didn’t listen to my complaints and bought a few things that I would never have bought, but that I secretly love.
I turn to make my way into the room, I am excited for Haldor to come home so I can tell him all about my outing, but also to assure him that I will pay him back every cent that was spent. I still don’t know how, but maybe I can carry on with my consultations here at the club like I did in camp, and Haldor can have all the money I make.
The thought of Haldor makes me smile to think that he will soon be here. The others said that the men should be back in the morning, they were also excited about one of the other women from the main chapter coming to visit and how exciting everything is when she’s around. From the things that I have heard she sounds like a rebel that isn’t afraid of anyone or anything. For many years, I have wished that I could be like that, I have rebelled before but I was soon put in my place.
Our outing was cut short when the girls noticed someone taking photos of us. The man followed us around for a while and at one stage I thought he was going to come and talk to us but the prospects dissuaded him of his approach with their mean scowls. I grin when I think about the men’s mean scowls but how gentle they were with us.
