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“I should have suffocated you when you were an infant,” he yells, swinging at me with both knives. I dodge him, pulling out my own. “Killing your father was easy enough. A baby would’ve been so much easier!”
The fog I’ve learned to welcome settles in. All my senses are alert.
My rage blinds me. I charge him, and he swings his right arm at my face. I lean back, avoiding it, and when I come back up, I’m able to swipe his arm. This takes him off guard, and I’m able to land a kick to his face. He recovers immediately and charges at me full force. I duck and kick him in the stomach. But he throws himself forward and lands one of his knives into my left shoulder blade.
“AHH! Fuck!” I cry out.
“Anya, what happened? Babe, fuck. Talk to me!”Nico is still yelling. I have no idea how long he’s been going off for.
“Bastard stabbed me,”I get out through gritted teeth.
Nico lets out a string of curses.
“Shit, the security protocols have been activated! There are bombs set to self destruct. You guys need to hurry and get the fuck out of there!” Uncle Ricky yells into my ear.
I’m furious this bastard was able to stab me. I see red, charging him putting all my strength behind me. He was able to block me at first, but I can tell he’s getting tired. I’m not even close to being done. He tries to use his forearms to cover himself, but I slice both wrists and his forearms with my blades. Not enough to kill him, but if I weaken his arms, I get the advantage.
I don’t stop. I keep charging him. I’m punching him and kicking him. He backs up and trips over the platform, so he’s now on his back. I must’ve gotten his face a couple of times. I’m just now noticing it’s sliced up, and his eyes are starting to swell.
I punch him one more time, and as I’m about to swipe my knife across his neck, an explosion knocks me off my balance, and I hear Dom cry out. I look over to find he’s stuck underneath some rubble.
“You better be getting the fuck out of there!” I hear Nico cry out.
Next thing I know, legs are swiping under me, and I’m looking at the ceiling. Before I can get up, my uncle stands over me and puts his boot on my neck. He presses down, and I can’t breathe.Fuck,this is it.I try to pry his leg off with my hands, but I can’t.
I look around, but everyone is fighting someone. Bash notices and tries to make his way over, but a Triad soldier wraps a wire around his neck. Dom is screaming. I try to reach for a knife, but it’s just out of my reach. I’m starting to see spots. Another bang throws Andrew several feet back.
I inhale, coughing and choking. Is this what a crushed windpipe feels like? I don’t know, but I can’t seem to get enough oxygen. I look over to the source of the explosion and see—
“MING?” I try to scream out, but my body fights for air. He somehow hears me, though, and looks over, smiling. He starts shooting, and behind him are some of the men we fought earlier.Fuck,Ming is Triad?He rushes straight for me, and just when I think he’s about to kill me, he pulls me in for a hug. I look at him in confusion when he releases me.
“I’ll explain it all later. Now, go kill that son of a bitch,” Ming says.
I look around and find a machete.That’ll do.I crawl over and grab it. I stand slowly and look around for Andrew. He’s just gaining consciousness and trying to get up.
Enough is enough.
Andrew looks up at me, then looks over at Ming. Fury takes over his face.
“Traitor!” Andrew yells, struggling to get up.
“You’re the traitor,” Ming replies back calmly.
I don’t waste anymore time. I walk over to the two-faced, backstabbing, greedy asshole, and swing the machete back. He’s on his knees now. Perfect.
I’m able to find my voice. “Go to hell.” I swing my arms across his torso, disemboweling him.
His eyes grow wide for a moment as he gazes down, watching himself pour from the inside out, before he convulses for a moment. He looks back up at me in disbelief and rage before he falls forward on his face. The fighting ceases almost immediately when they notice Andrew is nothing but a pile of organs on the floor.
“We have to get out of here before the building self-destructs!” Ming yells.
Everyone starts moving to get out, and I look over, and Dom is still stuck. I rush over to him and remove the rubble pile. A couple of soldiers run to help, and we’re able to get it off, but his leg is crushed.
“We have to carry him!” I yell to two soldiers.
“You have to go!” Dom yells back, swinging his arms, gesturing for me to leave.
“Don’t be ridiculous!” I look over at the two men. “Grab him. We have to carry him out.” The two soldiers lift him up, but he cries out in pain.
