There was a ringing in my ears and I knew all too well the familiar sound that I heard constantly when I first started becoming a killer. My eyes drearily opened to see I was back in my room at the apartment rented by my father and me.
The sunlight shined brightly into my room while it seemed the bed tried to swallow me back to sleep. I took off the covers and stood up only....was the door always that tall? The furniture is bigger too. I walked up to the door reaching the handle but instead of my hand, it was a child's hand.
Okay, what's going on? The full body mirror on my closet door reflected me only I was seven years old instead of sixteen. Carefully I opened the door and walked down the hall to the living room to see dad drinking a beer while watching a UFC fight on tv.
He looked at me with a smile making me flinch back, "Come here sunshine. Daddy's going to win some money this time." He held his arm out so I hesitantly took it only he put me on his lap squishing me in a tight hug as he blew raspberries on my throat. I laughed. He made me laugh.
"Once daddy wins, we will go eat some Italian and then we will get you a pair of roller skates," he said setting his head on mine as he continued to watch. I can't remember when he was like this. "Why roller skates?" He picked me up to turn me around so I straddled him, "Your mom wanted you to learn to use them because she said it was like riding the wind with wings on your feet."
I wonder if mom flies around, "Mommy has wings." His hold on me tightened as he brought me in for a bear hug, "Yeah baby, she can fly now."
This felt comfortable and I can't seem to remember what it was I was doing. Tears slowly dripped down my cheek but I couldn't understand why. "Skylar!" Hmm, why is he yelling when I'm right here.
I pulled back from his embrace to ask only to see a hole in his head and a smile on his face. No. No! "Skylar!" I screamed trying to get off him but he held me by my arms screaming at me how I was going to die. My body reverted back with my pregnant belly. Oh god!
"Skylar!" All of a sudden, his right hand plunged into my stomach causing me to stay still in fear as blood poured out. "You are my sunshine. My only sunshine," he gave me a peck on the lips then pulled his hand back holding one of my dead children by the umbilical cord. "You make me happy..."
My eyes opened to see the room in red and black while the feeling of heaviness filled it. "Skylar! Thank god baby! Let's go I have you," Zach filled my line of sight but I couldn't talk. He put his arms under me so he had me bridal style but once he stood up my head spun.
The outfit I wore was torn letting me see I had many cuts on my legs but thankfully only shallow cuts happened on my belly. What happened? I looked up to Zach who was still trying to gather our group together, "A grenade was let loose by the wall causing the room to collapse." Delilah seemed okay as she yanked Izzy to her feet telling her to ditch her heels, "C'mon dead weight let's go!"
Our group ran as fast as possible until Zach stopped at a painting of a little girl looking down a hole in the ground. Delilah moved the painting to the side revealing a small steel door with buttons on the side. Zach pushed the green button activating the doors showing a slide.
What was on the other side, we didn't know but we had no other choice. "I'll go first to make sure the coast is clear once you hear a signal send the rest," Delilah said ripping Izzys' and her dresses so they were shorter. Izzy yet again complained as Dels' body disappeared into the escape route.
Another grenade was heard causing some nearby ceiling to collapse. "I can't wait I'm sorry," Zach surprised Izzy by pushing her through the slide where you could hear her cussing Zach as if it were her last words.
He positioned me at the entrance where he could sit behind me but I heard a shot ring out and then Zach was bleeding from his right shoulder. "Fuck!" From over his body, I could see three men dressed as waiters with rifles running to us. "I'll see you soon. I love you always," he quickly kissed me then pushed me down.
This asshole! I stuck my feet to the sides to stop my body from falling in further even though it hurt like a bitch.
I looked up while he looked down, "So help me Sky I'll throw my shoe at your face! Go now!" Before I could retort he actually threw his shoe towards me before shutting the door.
I could hear two shots being fired at the side of the door meaning he just made the buttons useless. Agh! How dare he!
More shots were fired with the sound of yelling before nothing else could be heard. If anyone is going to kill him, it's going to be me. This is why I binge on pudding. "Skylar!" I heard Izzy yelling my name only it didn't sound like she was okay.
Slowly I lowered my body so I could slide properly down the rabbit hole to the end lit up by the moon. Once down, I stood up feeling the grass under me and my eyes adjusted to see both Delilah and Izzy held down by multiple men.
Damnit! I scrambled to get the daggers from inside the bra but I hadn't noticed there were people behind me too. Once they were in a close range I did a sweep knocking them to the ground but I got a cramp.
Of all the times to get a cramp.....it's now. "Owww!" I couldn't get up and the pain was just BAD omg it hurts!
Izzy gasped taking off her bracelet then whipping it to the person holding her down. The bracelet opened up revealing spikes sharp enough to cut skin. She got up running over to me but got tackled down again, "NO!" "Izzy it's okay just stay calm and don't fight. We got each other," I said outstretching my hand to hold hers.
They held us down as a tall buff man approached us, "I'll never understand the fetish of crossdressing. Turn him over on his right side."
He had short brown hair with matching eyes while he wore all black clothes with a leather jacket. A military dog chain hung around his neck holding five tags.
It took three people to hold me down and if I wasn't pregnant I'd be prepared to take them all on. A woman turned me over then pushed my hair back placing her weight on my shoulders.
The man came closer holding a pair of scissors close to my face. "Leave him alone!" Izzy yelled out trying to wiggle her way out again but the man-made a motion.
Another person stepped up to her with a needle sticking it in her neck as we both yelled for them to stop, "Put her in the truck with the little girl." Delilah. They got her too.
"This might hurt but I'm sure losing some skin would be something insignificant to anything else that's happened to you. I eyed the scissors as they got closer but then felt the cold metal touch my right ear by the helix.
Oh no. If he cuts it off.....I'll be lost. "I hear the leader wears this piercing as proof of identity and since you'll be someone else's bitch I don't think you'll need this anymore, right?
Ah, by the way, the names Killshot. I use to be top three for assassins so my grudge against you has been weighing me down. Don't worry though. Boss told me I could have fun with you in exchange to be under them.
It'll only hurt a bit." My eyes widened as I tried my hardest to get out of their grasp, "ZACH PLEASE!"
A cloth was placed in my mouth with tape over it and that's when I felt it. My skin tearing off. The blood dripping down. My senses were too heightened and my thoughts were flooded with nothing but Zach and my children.
I screamed through the cloth as the last of my skin connecting the helix to my ear was ripped off.
Tears rolled down and the thought of how pathetic I looked in front of all these people was boiling in my chest.
At my age, it should be okay to look weak and pathetic at times but now wasn't the time nor did I want it shown to strangers. It hurt me. Killshot tsked showing the part of my ear he cut off with the piercing that could have tracked me down.
"I'm sure that boyfriend of yours would appreciate this gift though I gave my opinion to boss for us to deliver these babies wrapped cold and blue in a pretty box. Too bad they said no."
He turned around when someone stood next to him then turned back to me showing the same needle that was placed into Izzy. No no! He stopped midway giving it back to the other person.
"I forgot I'm supposed to deliver you in your birthday suit," he pulled out a knife starting from my neckline slowly cutting my clothes. Snapping the bra off and cutting my boxers letting the edge of the knife try to touch me sensually.
His smile brightened as each fabric fell off till I was bare, "What pretty skin you have. If I wasn't told of your gender I would have mistaken you for a girl."
He traced his fingers over my body to my nipples giving them a hard pinch at the same time making me gasp. The liquid flowed out from the pinch, "Wow you're even lactating!"
I wanna go home! The sounds of gunshots and grenades going off made everyone alert. Killshot pulled out a black fabric tying it around my head to cover my eyes. I freaked out trying my best to scream.
I can't see! I can't see! My hands were tied together to my back with thick rope then I was hoisted up bridal style by Killshot as he shouted commands.
The sound of a vehicle was getting near and all I wanted was to at least see what was happening but he used his face to keep mine in his neck.
He sat us down in the vehicle only he made it so that I straddled him. It's disgusting. The drive was long and all through it, he violated me touching and sucking wherever he pleased while rubbing his erection beneath me.
Anytime the vehicle jolted I waited and waited for Zach to grab me so I could cry on his shoulder as he told me soothing words.
It never happened.
We just kept getting further and further.
Something was placed over my head covering my ears and a few seconds later I had Frank Sinatra music loudly playing in my ear. So headphones were placed on me to prevent me from hearing my surroundings.
Again, I was carried bridal style then softly placed on what feels like a bed. The earphones were removed then the blindfold causing me to squint from the bright light.
Killshot stepped back whistling at me, "You look even better on a bed hell I wish I saw you without the big belly. I see why others called you an Angel."
I glared at him as if looks could kill and I wanted to chop his fingers off and feed him his own cock. "What a beauty glaring daggers at me I can only imagine ramming into you as you beg me for more. For now, I'll wait till those little bastards are cut out of you," he said tying my ankles together with tape before walking out promising to visit again.
Eww. My eyes roamed the room and it wasn't bad looking but that didn't mean I didn't want to be here any less.
The room itself was a white and gold theme of what I guess is their version of heaven or something. The details of the room were amazing but now isn't the time. It took me over fifteen minutes to get my legs through my arms and it honestly depleted my energy.
Oh god, why didn't I go exercise as I use to when I wasn't pregnant. After a few breathers, I took off the cloth taking the proper breathes then removed the tape from my ankles.
Once removed I got a lamp removing the shade and unscrewing the light bulb out. I wrapped a blanket from the bed around it to muffle the sound and prevent cuts then broke it. I took the biggest piece earning a small cut then proceeded to cut a portion of the rope.
The rope finally snapped after what seemed like forever and the first thing I had to do was rub my belly. Mommy is sorry. I had been feeling their kicks throughout the night but didn't want to bring attention to them.
At first, I wanted to smash a window open with a chair then throw myself out but I don't know where I am or what floor.
To no surprise, the windows were sealed by iron doors with not even a crack of moonlight able to sneak in. The door itself was made to be sealed tightly to the point where not even a sheet of paper could be slipped through.
Fuck
Fuckity fuck
Ugh, why why why!
I'm hungry. Now of all times for me to be hungry, they choose now.
I grabbed the flat sheet wrapping it around my body because, for stupid ass reason, they wanted me naked. Don't these guys know how insecure I am about my body? Cookies. Oreos with milk. Fuck! Out of rage, I threw the nearest lamp at the door, "I want cookies!"
I could be home right now watching horror movies with Zach while I covered Leah's eyes when a scary part was about to happen. With nothing to do, I reluctantly sat on the bed waiting for anything to happen.
Izzy should be doing fine I'm sure with her needy ass they will either kill her or toss her out. Still, I guess I should worry since we will be family. Delilah can take care of herself but she still is a child so it's best to find an escape route.
As my feet were about to touch the ground, a hissing sound came from the vents around the room. Oh shit! My body wasn't fast enough because....I...fell.....
The sound of a monitor beeping slowly next to my mother's body was the only thing you heard in that hospital room. Her body grew pale with every passing day and I understood later on that she was killed due to my father's negligence. He caused it. She knew what he did and supported him, only for him to go against her advice resulting in her casket.
Even after she took her last breath through the machine, that damn monitor kept beeping as if her body still held life.
Beep
Beep
Beep
That incessant noise. Make it stop. Make it stop. STOP!
Cold water touching my face made me jump up but I was held back. "Good, you're okay to move," Izzy said as she undid the straps holding my body down to the hospital bed.
As annoying as she is, I'm happy to see her. She bent down putting some type of soft boots on me which I'm assuming was made that way to prevent shoes to be a weapon since the sole was missing.
"Stop being in a daze and please help me, I was only trained to escape and shield since I was supposed to be a civilian but I guess you can't run from the family business."
She said it trying to laugh it out and all I could do was stare at her as she got me ready. My body just didn't want to do anything. Not a single finger. Not even to rub my belly.
Move.
Move.
MOVE OR YOU'LL DIE!
The frustration caused tears to come out that Izzy saw after sitting me up herself. She was worried, "What do I do!" Next to the bed were items used for surgery. A Caesarean section to be exact.
Please understand me.
I looked at her dead in the eye then at the scalpel. Back at her then the scalpel. I did it once more until she got up grabbing the tool looking at me once more for instructions. Cut me. Cut me deep.
She followed my eyes to my arm then shook her head no. This bitch if I could do it myself I would but I need to get cut to wake up my nerves. Agh useless!
I felt my eyebrow twitch but not enough to show I was pissed at her incompetence. "There's gotta be a shot or something else we can do to wake you up," she said walking back and forth.
An alarm went off possibly telling everyone Izzy had escaped. I looked at her again trying my hardest to curse her and any future kin for getting me killed all because she couldn't do it.
"I can't do it!" As she yelled, gunshots were heard causing her to scream and drop the tool. Great. With my body unable to hold itself upright, I fell to the floor knocking the tray of tools down.
Out of all the tools, it had to be the scariest looking one that I wasn't familiar with, to stab me in the shoulder as it fell with me. Of course, it wasn't the only one to pierce through my skin. Izzy gasped loudly trying to help me sit up as one by one my limbs began to tingle out of consciousness. An ugly feeling.
A drug was used on me that puts your body to sleep until pain ignited it triggering the senses. It's usually helpful to keep a subject in place while you cause a riot for them to endure while still keeping the intent to harm. In my case, it was just to keep me at bay.
"Are you crazy," Izzy yelled out trying to pull the tools out of my shoulder. I slapped the shit out of her as soon as I felt I could move my hand. She looked at me shocked and terrified, "You risked our safety for your feelings. A mistake you will not make again or so help me I will end you myself related or not."
She looked away as I pulled out the last scalpel from my back shoulder, "We better go find Delilah. Do you like your top half or bottom half?" Izzy looked at me weirdly, "I think my bottom, why?"
She did not like my idea but I wasn't about to run around in a paper dress ready to tear any moment.
"Why are you wearing a Hello Kitty bra," I asked her as we ran through the hallways following a map they printed on every floor. An audible hmph sounded behind me, " it's not like I planned on us getting kidnapped and you taking my shirt I mean I could ask why you're wearing such a lewd jockstrap I can practically see your asshole."
I looked back at her as she bumped into me from suddenly stopping, "Maybe I was planning on your brother to fuck me till my body gave out. Now focus on having my back." It wasn't my choice to wear this underwear though it's comfortable. "Eww!" Ok, just another turn and there should be a staircase leading down the containment area. My ears caught the sound of people running up the stairs so I dragged Izzy to the side hiding behind a couple of empty wheelchairs.
They kept running towards the direction we just came from thankfully without noticing us since I don't think I can protect the four of us right now. I need Delilah with me to ensure we all get out of here alive.
I know she's an assassin but she is still a child. Maybe once the situation is over, I'll ask Zach about having another member to our family. Will she like it? Ducky and the boys can have an older sibling to love.
Yeah, I'll ask her to be my daughter.
I had a smile on my face as we ran down the stairs with thoughts of my family growing bigger. Once the doors to the containment room opened my smile dropped. What?!