When will it end part 4

We made our way through the electric fences and gates, he definitely had this place locked down tight. I followed obediently watching his actions, mentally noting his course of action to take our prey. Preferably, I do not want to hurt any more people than needed. I wanted to save more lives to make up for the ones being lost. Once the security system was done I realised it actually lasted a mile, a mile of nothing but security gates and the buzz of electric. I hopped in the truck next to him and took in the interior, this guy knew how to clean I will give him that, it practically squeaks. "should we really be doing this during daylight?" I asked puzzled, "yes this one will be coming to us" he replied coolly. The truck was brought to life, surprisingly quiet and smooth on the roads. I concentrated my thoughts preparing myself for the possible outcomes of the next 24 hours.

This guy was a very intelligent and calculated, its like he has every step covered, the system is flawless well nearly anyway. I recognised no surroundings as we hit a town, we parked opposite a school and my stomach churned. I turned to look at the smile on his face as he focused on the doors, "our target is a child?" I stammered. This I did not prepare for, I assumed it was an adult we would be taking back with us. He snorted, as if my question was amusing "Yes a child, that is why we are here in day light". I stared at the doors praying for some miracle that no children will be coming out, my original plan was based on an adult. So much for planning for every outcome, a child, there was no end to his sick mind it just spurred me on more to end him. I gripped the edges of my seat not caring if I ripped them, my mind raced as the nausea grew. I could not hold it, I ripped the door open and slumped over the side to allow it all out. I felt him stir beside me and growl "what is wrong with you, remember we do not leave DNA". I did not care, my body heaved without hesitation. I began to choke when he gripped my neck and yanked me back into the truck.

A punch t was delivered to my cheek and cleared my airways, I almost fell out the truck from the force. I steadied myself flinging myself back into my seat trying to gain composer. I coughed up the blood that leaked out my mouth and let it run down my top. I felt the anger of his eyes burn into me, I was to afraid to look so I kept my gaze ahead. "well this is a disappointment, you just ruined our plan" he hissed at me. I tried to apologise but before even getting out a hint of a sound he hit me again. This time I was grateful for the well cushioned seats as it broke some of the impact. "Well you cannot go in there now looking like that, you will have to snatch her instead" he spoke with more control this time. I blinked back my tears from the pain soring across my face and wiped away some blood with my sleeve. I leaned over to close the door before he decided to chuck me out of it. I finally mustered up the strength to ask "how?", which was met me with an evil glare "You open the door and grab her, quickly!".

I took a deep breath trying to think through the pain, suddenly we heard the school bell break out across the lot. I let out a cry, that poor child that now I had to grab because I could not hold it together. I closed my eyes tight wishing it all to disappear wondering if it was better to just risk him killing me now before I take revenge. He started the truck once more and rolled slowly towards the entrance. "Do not mess this up!" he spat at me, I began to feel sick again as we neared the curve. There she was, pig tails and a pink dress with white laced shoes and a hello kitty back pack. The final seconds approached 5 . 4 . 3 . 2 . 1, I opened the door and wrapped my arms round her tightly like he showed me and pulled her into a big hug. He pulled away with such haste the door swung shut itself and I did not let go until we were long out of sight. She squirmed furiously in my arms trying to scream, the hunts man drove with his foot full on the gas. I held tighter and tighter afraid she may fall from the sudden turns, I wished I could tell her that there is no need to worry as I do not intend to harm her.

It was nothing but speeding and muffled cries all the way back to the bunker and the cries were not just from her. The truck came to a stop and I felt her flinch in my arms, he commanded me to get her out but keep her mouth covered. I tried my best knowing that if he did it she would come to harm, as he went to open the first gate I bend my head low to her. "shush and I will help you just got to play along" I whispered as low as I could praying she heard. I hurried to catch him up worried I would raise suspicion, he grunted every time we passed him not sure if it was still annoyance or approval. He led me to a cage into a room I never noticed before. I looked at him with questioning eyes "well stick her in then, no use her screaming in here its sound proof" he snapped. I obeyed with regret still hoping she heard before and she will play along so she will experience no harm. She was frantic once I let her go and shook the cage with her might but did not scream, her frightened eyes beamed I could almost hear a scream from them. I wanted to comfort her so much my body ached. But that was way out of the question when he snatched my hair and dragged me out.

I wanted to beg for her safety but he took me to an electric chair and told me once my punishment was over I would prepare this for her. Before I even registered the order his foot drove into my stomach, disabling my body so it hit the ground. Blow after blow caused more blood to splatter, eventually the pain became numbed and I no longer felt a thing. I stayed on the floor unable to get up, he repeated his request on the chair before leaving me there to wither. I just laid there with no fight in me and the view of the chair standing in front of me awaiting its prep. With no other idea on how to rescue the little girl, I scraped myself across the stone floor and reached for the wires and straps. After laying on the floor working with the contraptions fixings, I started to feel use of my legs again. I clawed my up using the chair as support to get into a reasonable stance. Behind me the hunts man entered checking my work and humming with delight, "yes" he repeated over and over adding more excitement each time.

He stood straight and proud and congratulated me on my senses coming back to me. "Now go get our charlotte her throne awaits" he beamed and clapped his hands together adding a satisfying rub. Dropping my head I made my way to charlottes cage, with a master plan in place.