"Thats odd"
I could not help but talk to myself when I saw Nicole getting snatched by a taxi while Ocho who was with her earlier just watched from afar. I really thought at first that he was in cahoots with the kidnappers, but then that would've been really odd since he could've just asked Nicole for money because of the bet they made instead of kidnapping her for ransom.
That is, if his goal was something more cruel than just extorting money. Which would be more believable since there are other better and easier target if he really was aiming for money.
Not that it matters to me.
I had been following him since he left the classroom with Nicole. It was back when I stood up for him and talked back to Nicole about Darren's unrealistic score, that I first realized that Ocho is not what he actually seems to be. And that he's something more than a pauper from the slums.
He utilized Darren's predicament to better his own chances of winning the bet with Nicole. He had already foreseen how Nicole would act after their scores was revealed.
So I'm fairly confident that this man had either planned or predicted this situation regarding Nicole, based only on his reactions.
With the help of Joseph and his surveillance equipments, I have been watching and observing Ocho for the past 3 days and had even started to think that he would just be an easy target. But never in my dreams have I seen someone as brutal as him.
I reckoned that his victim earlier would not be the only life he'd be claiming today.
I ordered my men to start the car and follow Ocho when he started his bike and intended to finally follow Nicole and the taxi.
The thought of learning more about my target and what the expressions of the kidnappers would be later, made me feel ecstatic.
I had targeted and read the moves of my many past kills, but Ocho was the only one who made me feel like this.
I am thrilled
'Don't judge a book by its author, not the stereotypical cover.'
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'Where am I?'
"Ugh. Godfuckingdamnit...my head is killing me.."
"Ohoho she's finally awake bruh!"
"Yow check this out man! Get the camera, the camera bro!"
I woke up with a hazy vision and what I assume to be a severe migraine.
My muscles are still very weak and limpy so I couldn't move anything else but my eyes and mouth.
When my vision started clearing up a bit, I saw 4 men with masks covering half of their faces. None of them had a familiar voice except for one.
'Aryan?! Isn't he that bastard I rejected? What the hell is happening here?!'
I still cannot talk due to weakness and could only grunt and moan because of the pain I'm feeling.
I could see Aryan and his boys laughing while setting up a filming camera.
I wasn't stupid. I realized soon what they wanted to do with me. They must've been observing my patterns and learned my past schedules. I had been really careless of my actions lately.
I started feeling nervous when one of them stripped off.
Anxious when the camera rolled and pointed at me.
And finally got terrified when the naked man approached me with anticipation in his eyes.
At this point, my adrenaline kicked in and I finally started feeling my body again, then my muscles.
The man restrained my arms while the others laughed from the back.
I struggled with all my measly strength and gave him a hard time taking off my school coat, but it was still useless as he soon started unbottoning my long sleeved uniform next.
He was about to take off my bra too, so I screamed really loud and finally got my voice back.
"No! Please stop!Ocho!"
After my loud shout, the man mounting me got annoyed and covered my mouth.
Then the door was suddenly kicked open by someone from the outside.
Everyone inside the small room got startled out of their wits including me.
When I saw who the supposed rescuer was, I bit the hand of the man that was covering my mouth and shouted with tears in my eyes.
"Save me, Ocho!"
Ocho looked at me and smiled cinfidently before nodding once. That little action of him even slightly calmed my emotions.
He was holding a metal pipe, he started swinging it around at the men who are all now surrounding him.
He ran towards me and helped me up, while pointing the metal pipe at the men and threatening them that he will smash them if they took a closer step.
We slowly got to the door while I leaned on him, but then he suddenly looked at me and apologized.
"I'm really sorry about earlier..."
That one small mistake, wherein he took off his eyes on Aryan and his men, resulted to another problem.
As soon as Ocho redirected his focus on me, Aryan tackled him from 6 feet away and kicked the pipe out of Ocho's hands.
The other three acted too and started ganging up on Ocho.
"Run Nicole! Run!"
Was the last words that I heard from Ocho before escaping alone.
I'm starting to panic right now. I did not know how to act.
I hated Ocho, but not to the point of death.
'Should I help him?! W-wait but he said he got it right?! No! I need to call some help!'
I took out my phone and dialed the police hotline with my shaking hands.
'Shit! He was bleeding! I saw him get hit when I looked back!'
"Hello! Hello! Is this the police?! Hello?! Damn! There's no signal..."
I started crying and weeping. I could not do anything but feel helpless.
"I'm sorry Ocho! Please don't die!"
The place I was taken to was a cabin in the woods. Everywhere I looked there was only either trees or bushes.
I started losing hope and just walked with tears on my eyes.
But then. I heard something nearby.
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~Moments before Nicole woke up~
'How long is he going to follow me....and how far?!'
After I saw Nicole getting kidnapped by the taxi, I used my ESP and searched if anyone suspiscious was tailing me before following Nicole and the taxi.
That's when I found Kyle's presence nearby, whom I have already felt since leaving the school.
I thought at first that it was just a coincidence that we took the same way home. But then even after Nicole finished her order, Kyle's car was still nearby.
Thats when I realized that he was following me. And now I don't know if I should be proud that I stood correct, or irritated at the watchful eyes that I'm being subjected to.
After I parked the bike somewhere near the cabin and started walking towards the cabin, where Nicole was being held at. I also felt Kyle leaving his car and walking in the same direction.
When he got closer to the cabin, I slowly approached him in the back and called out to him in a low voice.
"What are you doing here, Kyle?"
"He slowly turned his back on me, and I would swear on my soul that I caught a glimpse of a predator's eyes before it turned back into an innocent one and looked at me.
"O-ocho?! Well, I thought I saw Nicole getting kidnapped so I followed them. I-I hope shes alright."
I got closer to him, tapped him in the shoulder and said
"Don't worry. I'll handle this. Just stay here and try calling the police."
He nodded at me with relief in his eyes.
I slowly approached the front door of the cabin while still analyzing the situation by listening to the noise inside.
Nicole had already woke up a few minutes ago and was now being restrained in the arms.
I was waiting for the perfect time to enter.
I wanted her to know what despair is, and to see me as his only hope.
I will gift her a delusion of knight in shining armor that she could lean on in times of need.
I know that my way of doing things are despicable. But I've never stuck to any normal values.
I was trained to prioritize efficiency more than anything.
'Not yet.'
I was listening closely. She was already whimpering and struggling to break free. But I still haven't acted yet.
I was still holding the metal pipe though. I picked it up earlier at the back of the convenience store I waited on.
Then I finally heard the right words.
"No! Please! Ocho!"
I kicked the door open and looked at Nicole's eyes.
I need to assure him that everything is fine so I smiled at her and nodded.
Then I acted weak and untrained as I swung the metal pipe around.
The men surrounded me but they couldn't get closer.
I slowly approached Nicole and helped her up. Then we walked towards the door while I threaten the men and pointed the pipe at them.
When we got to a safe distance where I estimate Nicole to successfully escape.
I took my eyes off the men to say some nonsense at Nicole.
Then I got kicked violently to the ground. I expected it so it did not deal much damage to me. I wanted to look like a hero who sacrificed himself.
This punches couldn't do shit to me. So I let go of the pipe and told Nicole to ran immediately.
She seemed hesitant at first but still started running away.
At this point, someone else had already grabbed the pipe and was preparing to hit me in the head.
But before I got hit, I called out to Nicole to get her attention.
"Run Nicole! Run!"
She looked back when I shouted her name and witnessed me getting hit in the head with a blunt weapon.
I wanted her to feel the guilt of not being able to do anything to help her saviour.
My goal was for her to look at me with gratitude the next time we meet.
And from that scratch, I will slowly dig my way into her heart.
A little scrabble of this degree is nothing compared to my gratitude to Ozzy. If it means giving hom a peaceful death, then I'll even gladly trade my eyes.
I let this things to come this far. All for her dying father.