Page 122 of Sadistic Retribution

“You little bastard! Who the fuck do you think you are?” he roars, coming up fast. “Just where the hell do you think you’re going?”

I steel my features, bracing myself. “Away from you, you sick fuck! I know everything, Father! You... you OWN this place! You're behind everything that’s done here! The experiments... the torture...”

He stops dead, breathing hard. “You know nothing, punk!”

I laugh hollowly. “I have proof, motherfucker. There's nothing you can do about it!”

He bellows, rushing towards me, his second glued to his side. They both have their guns out.

“I’m going to kill you!”

Phoenyxx

I've lost my ability to breathe. I look frantically at Synn.

“Do something!” I yell to him. He moves, planting himself in front of Purge.

A battle cry sounds out from the road, and I see 9 streak right past us, still naked. He goes straight for Purge’s father and his entourage of guards.

The headlights that are coming towards us fast almost blind me. I frown when they start to slow down. Maybe they think we need help?

They slow further, almost to a crawl. In the blink of an eye, my world upends itself. Loud popping sounds come from the car, and I squint, seeing several men inside. One of them has a gun in his hand, shooting at us! He looks familiar, somehow...

Before I can draw a breath to warn the others, a shrill scream sounds out.

“No!” Cynthia wails. “No! I just got you back!”

My eyes snap to her and Hunter, watching helplessly as he turns white as a ghost; sliding down the car he’s leaned against.

My eyes blow wide when I see the blood. His midsection blooms with red fast.

“Hunter! No!” I scream at the top of my lungs. I move to go to him, but... I can’t move, at all. My body won’t work. What the hell?

“Malishka!” Ghost cries, terror in his voice I’ve never heard before. He rushes me, catching me when my legs collapse.

“I don’t... I don’t understand...” I try to say, but the oxygen feels like it’s being sucked from my lungs. My mouth dries up, my breathing becoming choppy.

Ghost yells to the others, extreme panic in his voice. “Help! She's been shot in the back! HELP!”

“Wait, I... forgive you, all of you. I... love you Ghost. Take care of 3… please, promise me...”

“No! Don't say that, Malishka—you can’t leave me! Please!”

“Promise me...” My eyes plead with him.

“I promise,” Ghost chokes out on a loud sob, his shoulders shaking with fear and grief.

There's a flurry of movement as the others come, including Valley, Bryan, and 3. A guttural sound explodes from 3’s throat.

He tries to speak. “N... N... o...!”

I can’t reach for him. The strength is leaching fast. My vision dims. I fight, but it’s useless. The last thing I see before the darkness takes me is my guys, openly crying. My loves… I hope they will be okay.

I hope...

Anthony

My excitement grows when I see that bastard Volkov running towards the group of people on the road. I nod to my guards. “Slow down once you get to that car. I’m finishing this asshole, once and for all.”