《Their Shattered Angel》Monstrous creation
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~ Jace Reed~
I splash some ice cold water on my face and lift my head up to meet my own exhausted gaze in the mirror of the bathroom. The under eye circles I have had for the past three days have been getting worse and have been painting my face with darkness. It reflects the same darkness that has been weighing on my inner self since the day Magnolia was send in the hands of the Italians. And in the hands of the traitor, Elijah for the matter of fact too.
Three days.
I close my eyes for a second as I take some deep breaths in, and immediately the images that we got from a beaten Magnolia minutes ago flash in front of my eyes.
With a tight grip I hold unto the edge of the sink, making my knuckles turn white to stop myself from thinking about her. But it has no use.
A second later my fist collides with the mirror as I let out an angered yell. It shatters in a thousand of pieces, making a chaotic noise. I don't even feel the sharp pieces of glass cutting my hand open, only my inner pain seems to suffocate me.
"Jace ?" I hear the voice of one the brothers, on the other side of the door and I close my eyes once again to take a deep breath in to at least have some control, as I answer back.
"What !" I snap back, harsher than I would have wanted. With my bloody hand I open the door to come face to face with a blank Leo.
"Thanks for destroying our mirror." Is the only thing he says as he eyes the broken pieces, before turning around to head back to the living room. Thanks for the sarcasm fucker. With a small nod he indicates me to follow him.
When we enter the room, a heavy silence weights in it and the only thing I want to do is to break things. Get my mind off of the horrific events that keep repeating in my mind. The silence breaks when a phone rings on the other end of the room, which makes us all turn our heads towards Blake, who looks at his phone, rage painted on his traits.
He answers it within a second and I feel Leo tense next to me.
"Who is it ?" I force the words out of my mouth and ask the second eldest brother, who's chest rises up and down at a quick pace while he watches his brothers intensely.
"Elijah."
I feel like a bomb has just dropped in my chest. That fucking bastard ! He is the whole reason that this is happening and he DARES to speak to us. To Blake.
"He wants to help."
"HELP ?!" the words burst out of my mouth, before I could even contain them, which earns me a furious glare of all the Knight siblings that dislike the fact I disturbed this call. "Are you all fucking around with me ?" I spit out the words with venom, as I try to contain my anger, making my chest rise up and down faster than it should.
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Damon shakes his head from side to side and let's out a breath, before standing up from the couch to walk towards me with a firm pace. I walk up to him at the same time, until we face each other. He puts his hands on my shoulders and that's when I realise that my whole body is trembling out of anger. I break away from his grip, unable to handle his burning touch on me.
I just need her. Her touch. Her soft hands holding mine. Nothing else.
"He is trying to find a way to help her get out of here. Elijah send us a text while you were destroying our bathroom to tell us that he wants to help and explain his actions." Damon explains in a cold tone while facing Blake to look at his posture to see if he could understand what is going on on the phone.
"We can't fucking trust him." I mutter under my breath.
"It's the only chance we have right now, we need information and you know it, so calm the fuck down Reed." Leo says with rage boiling in his veins, but it his rage ins't turned towards me, only to this situation. I nod my head, knowing he is right and run a head through my messed up hair to try and ease this unsettling feeling in my soul.
I walk closer to Blake, seeing his hard expression, and motion for him to put the call on speaker, so we could all hear what the bastard has to say.
"...figuring it out. Tonight I will get Zaya out and then I can give you the information you need. She needs to be safe first I am sorry, Blake. I need to get her out of there you have to understand." Elijah's voice rings through the speaker and I clench my jaw at the few words he utters.
I had to know. How could I have been so blind to understand that he was trying to save his sister. It was right in front of my nose the whole time. She was kidnapped years ago from the Italian mafia and not a single word was heard from her about that. But Elijah never gave up looking for her.
He is saving his family, while we try to save ours, but one has to pay for it first and it happened to be us.
"Make sure she gets some treatment Elijah, I am begging you to help her. We got pictures send and she was just-" Blake's voice breaks half sentence as he reminds himself of the warning pictures we got send from Magnolia earlier on. I have never seen him this broken."We are leaving America right now to head to Italy with our jet. We get there as soon as we can." Blake utters trying to control his voice, as best as he can.
"Fine. The Italians want the password before tonight, Blake. You need to hurry, before they do any more harm to Magnolia." Elijah explains, but suddenly a gun shot is heard on his side of the phone and we all tense at this sound. Not a single noice is heard for a few seconds as we all hold our breaths.
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Fuck if he just got shot at...
"Elijah." Blake asks in a firm voice, but I can see the concern in his traits, as his breathing quickens from second to second. A second shot is heard and I can only hope that nothing happened to Elijah, because at the moment he is the only person that can give us more information, so we could advance the Italian Mafia. Not that I care about that bastard.
Seconds pass.
Nothing.
Until...
we hear some ruffling on the other side of the phone. Blake doesn't say a single word, because if it's the enemy and they figure out about this call from Elijah with us, Magnolia is already dead. I can affirm that.
"Fuck."
Blake lets out a deep breath, as he unclenches his first that was turning white. Elijah quick breathing can be heard through the phone and I can only imagine that he was shot.
"One guy followed me to this fucking village and intended to listen to my call with this burner phone. Sorry for this little interruption, I had to put a bullet through his fucking head." Elijah mutters about his little encounter.
"You got shot ?" Blake asks with indifference.
"Meh, just a small graze on the shoulder nothing much."
The call ends minutes later when he gives us more information, but he needs to head back to the warehouse, it's too dangerous at the moment for him to continue to talk to us. His betrayal can't be found out. Not now. He quickly tells us about the warehouse they are hiding in.
It's underground and a huge maze which gives less opportunities to attack, but I manage to hack into one of their systems thanks to Elijah to have a plan of the underground surface. So while we are on the Knight jet, everyone studies the plan to perfection and I take advantage to call some of my allies gang, The Devil's Sons and the Whispers of Death to ask them for help for this mission, which they gladly accept. They are two gangs that powers in some parts of Italy and have the same common enemy as we do; The Italians.
I instruct them to head to the location of the vault, which Damon gave me, so they could guard it and make sure no one trespasses the grounds that the Knight Family owns. It is just some extra protection, because Damon and I already have men there.
During the flight, Leo and Ethan haven't stopped analysing the situation and possibilities of what could happen, keeping their voice low. It has been driving me mad. So many things can go wrong... she could die, one of her brothers could too... the list just goes on and on.
I don't know what is in the vault, but I can for sure assure that it is nothing good. It's a deadly weapon that can exterminate the whole world... but this secret is dangerous. The Italians want it and I already have my theory of what this weapon is....
I did some research about their parents. They were good people.
Megan, their mother came from an impoverished family, fighting her way up in the social rangs. She worked hard as a nurse at first, but came quickly reputed and was known throughout the country for her skills. Her whole life changed, when one night at the hospital she met the famous Set Knight, a well known boss from a gang known under the name of Reapers of Death.
Set was shot one night, bleeding out and tumbled into the hospital pointing his gun at the first person he saw, threatening them to stitch him up, before he bled out on the hospital tiles.
The person happened to be no other than Megan. She was not terrified of him or his gang. And he, the well known criminal seemed to take interest in her.
Years later they got married.
Set gave up his gang to transform it into a world wide weapon company that makes and sells them to the biggest Mafia's and gangs in the world. Enemies were made as the couple only grew with power.
And one special Mafia caught my attention.
It was small, but the Knight couple came across them and took very big interest in their doings. Since their encounter, everything vanished about the small Mafia.
I dug into thousands and thousands of files that could lead me on any trace of what could be the origin of this vault and secret. Which lead me to some small information.
The Mafia was composed of a few chemical searchers, along with their psychotic boss, and they owned a few big labs in some parts of Italy. All of the people that were part of this mafia had some mental illness background, hating on the world as much as they could. And they happened to creat one of the biggest weapons on this planet, one that is now safely guarded in the hands of the Knight Family, hidden in a vault in the original country of the monstrous creation.
A weapon the Italian's seemed to want so bad that they would sacrifice everything in They possession to get it.
But the Knight family and I will follow the steps of their parents and protect whatever is hidden in that vault at all cost.
We will fight.
god damn, quite some information about this weapon was unleashed in this chapter.
Any idea of what could be this creation of the small mafia ?
once it's released it kills everyone that comes in contact with it.
Hope you enjoy this story so far and I want to excuse myself from missing all the updates. Please forgive me.
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