Just to remind you guys that I have not forgotten about the series here's a preview of what goes down in the next chapter!
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Tonya’s ride
home was full of discontent. Raymond tried cheering her up the only way he knew
how: being ironically unfunny, but it didn’t work. She kept silent for the
entire ride, her mind lost in deep thought. The situation was getting out of
her control, she didn’t like that. The car came to a complete stop at the
outside of her neighborhood.
She looked up to
a horrible sight. Several large pitch-black pillar of smoke arising through the
sky and heat she could feel through the insulated car. Each and every stark
white house now doused in raging hues of orange, yellow and deep red and they
were torn asunder. Lawns once green and tendered engulfed completely in raging
flames. Even a couple street lamps had fallen over and fire hydrants had burst ironically to no effect.
“My god!” Ray
exclaimed as he hopped out to assess the situation better. Tonya was just
awestruck, she got out beside Ray. Inside that neighborhood was her home, a place
that, throughout years of prejudice for being a Reaver, she could at least be
safe enough to lay her head.
Standing in the
street of the doomed neighborhood was a silhouette of a man in a long trench
coat. His armed were nonchalantly tucked in the pockets and he simply observed
the carnage as Drones ran from their homes helplessly burning to the ground in
screams of agony. The screams nor ear splitting crackle of the inferno didn’t
faze him even a bit. He turned behind as if on cue to face Tonya. Even from a
distance, the look on his face that was easy to read: a smug, evil smile. His
eye gave a red glint that frightened her.
“You seem
surprised.” Rufio’s voice calmly stated from in front of them. He had suddenly
appeared in front of Ray’s car within the blink of an eye. His skin had grown
even paler and his pupils had taken on a deep red hue. And he had two small
horns adorn his forehead like a growing calf. “I told you exactly what would
happen, Tonya. Look at them die, Tonya. All because of you.” He pointed to
dozens of Drones who had no idea today would be their last day on this cruel
Earth as they died writhing in flames.
Raymond pulled
his gun and held it close to Rufio’s head. “You… sick–”
“Bastard?” Rufio
finished his sentence for him. “Honestly, Raymond you’re more predictable than
everyone makes you out to be.”
“Then you know
what’s coming next.” He said confidently.
“The death of
your wife and son.” Rufio replied coldly. He turned to Ray with an intimidating
stare directly to his eyes. “I’ll bleed them both, slowly, as cry out for you
to save them. How does that sound, Raymond? I can make it happen the second you
pull that trigger.”
Ray couldn’t
react and was visibly shaken. He wanted to do nothing more than squeeze the
trigger and put a hot shell in between this cold heartless bastard’s eyes, but
he feared for his family. His hands shook with uncertainty.
“Think that
bullet would kill me? Would you bet Heather and little Tommy’s life on it?”
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