"Fuck!" Dengerberd knew he had no other choice. He could no longer gamble with his own life. The girls kept closing in on him, moving with weird and creepy antics. Each one of them looked lustful for blood and death, and with the number of lives that they had each taken already, there was nothing stopping them from adding his sorry self to the long list if the need would arise."You want this? Take it!" He yelled at them as they approached, raising above his head the bag of treasures, slightly open and threatening to spill away its contents.Shaking his hand violenty in the air, Mark seemed to be threatening to throw the bag somewhere in the large room, leaving them all to battle it out by themselves."Krrrng!!!" A bullet barely missed him, tearing through the bag in his hand and creating a hole in it. This was when Dengerberd knew that his life was in true danger."You ungrateful witches!!!" He yelled for the last time and threw the bag far into their midst. Right then, chaos erupt
Purple did not waste time to make an effort. It was the perfect time to make true her plans. Everyone of the remaining girls as well as the men who were still on their feet among Swiss's boys was focused on kicking each other's asses while staying safe themselves. Even Molina was no longer beside the master planner, Mark Dengerberd. She was absorbed in her own little fight, pushing forward among the rest of her fellow whores and shooting down the men who used them for pleasure.This left Dengerberd all alone and unprotected. And in his immaculate wisdom or perhaps in his self dangerous greed, he did not bother to hoard along a weapon while he clung so dearly to the bag of stolen items. In a flash of a few steps, Purple sneaked up quietly behind the unaware Mark, holding in the clutches of her left fingers a huge metal weapon. Sneakily, she was soon up behind Dengerberd who was still busy trying to evade the sight of Swiss's men. They were looking for him so badly, Howard Swiss had
The situation had boomed into a massive explosion back at the den in Crescent. Half naked girls took over the entire rows of ember lighted passages that led away from the hell they have endured for most if not the entirety of their adolescent lives. If no one stopped them as quick as possible, they would soon take over the entire streets of fire.The strong men could not stop them. Street trained, heavily posed and hefty men but unready for this one task at hand. The men whom Swiss and his first rank men had left behind in care of the den were not a bit capable when it came to holding down the ferociousness of this feminine mob. The girls were unstoppable in all ways even as they were being shot down with bullet fire, ready to lose everything for the exchange of their freedom.And through each wall they broke past, in yells and screams, echoing a popular chant into the air. For so long they have been used as sex slaves, with very little to gain from it. For so long, they have had thei
Sniff called out to the ladies once again. "Come on in and be my guests, there is nothing to be worried for."His voice went through to bring forth no response. When a reply would not come, and neither could he see a sign of movement from the ladies, the detective let out a sigh and pushed past the door into his home. Of course, he left the door open incase they finally found new spirit within their terrified hearts to make the brave visit into his friendly den and be his guests As he disappeared into the dark shadows of the small house, perhaps searching for his closest light switch to illuminate the interior, Sniff told Mark. "Don't you always brag you have a special connection with ladies? Then go boy, go do your thing."As Sniff's voice disappeared further into the depth of the house, Mark strolled back towards the car in an attempt to convince the ladies that all was good."You guys should really come in now. Staying out here is more dangerous, it is not morning yet". He said, s
The police van pulled up on the left side of the not too busy street. Sniff pulled out of the vehicle and headed towards the entrance of a house which stood alone a few distance away, just before the downhills which spread downwards into the green forests.When it remained a few steps that would take him to the doorway, he let out a long sigh and turned around. "Won't you all come out? It is my home, and I say you are welcome."His voice ranged past the cold windy air to meet the ears of the other passengers of the car who, before he said anything, did really keep a close keent tab on his moves right from the moment he took his first step out of that car.The second front door opened and his assistant, Mark was soon out as well. He proceeded towards Sniff who was now at the doorway but soon has to turn around as well when he noticed that there was no footsteps behind him."I think they are scared?" Mark told Sniff, who sniffed the air in anger."They have nothing to be scared of. Tho
The bullet almost did not miss. Dan was only lucky that Dengerberd was not such a good handler of guns, and that he had bent his knee right before Dengerberd pulled the trigger. But the grumpy businessman was not done yet."Drop the bag!" He commanded, hoping to take advantage of the fact that he was the one with a gun. But Dan was for sure not a man who listened to threatens.Dengerberd made to take a second shot. But before he could shoot again, Dan had made a rolling move on the floor, picking up the little bag with himself and sliding away from the doorstep back into the dark passage, while leaving bullets wasted behind on his trail."Fuck!" Hermes pulled himself to his feet and made after his old friend in an effort to bring him down.It was a race against time and against death. From all indications, Swiss and the rest of his men would have heard the gunshots, and they would be on their way in to see what had happened. Hermes needed to find a way out of the situation but first,
The shadow moved in the third room, the big room where Swiss had kept some of his fortunes and where the evidence of Twillightoria's biggest crimes had stayed for years. Dan quickly had his attention shifted away from the room that used to belong to Lyanna. He was not sure if anyone would be there anyway, but it was clear that someone was in the big room. And the fellow probably already had his eyes on Dan, thus making it hard for him to ignore it in the least possible way.He soon trampled past the first two doors towards the big room, the shadow had now disappeared into hiding, but Dan could still feel the person's presence."I know you are behind this door, man". He said, kicking the door with his leg. "You know I don't fight fair. Before you can suprise me, your head is rolling".As soon as the door was kicked, Dan could hear uncomfortable movements behind it. It wad exactly as he thought. His targets were right behind that piece of barrier. Also, the hiding shadow soon appeared
"Dengerberd is the mole just like you suspected." Dan broke the news to Swiss who was still in the car and recieving the feedback, the king of the street gritted his teeth in anger."Traitor..." He growled lowly. "What is the situation in there?" Swiss asked into the earphone."They are still here", Dan replied, pushing Molina to her knees in front of him. "Though I can't see Hermes or Dengerberd yet. It seems they are still inside the room, I could say they fell for the trap.""Sure they would. Not so smart to realize that it was too easy to infiltrate my most treasured personal store of goods." Swiss said. "But sir, is this worth it? Now, he will find whatever it is you didn't want him to"."Let him find whatever he can find. It is high time he knew all those, he is not walking out of here alive anyway." Swiss replied in a dark slow tone. "Knowing that I am family is the biggest secret for me, and now that he has that, I don't care what else he knows. I can't leave him for much lon