Two-Faced RevengeA Chapter by Death Stalker
A double-sider takes a toll on the enemy he's spying for
“So that said as done, we will board a train, and be on our way to Chinatown in New York City.” A man named Li, the leader of Triads, announced to the entire gang. I smiled and walk to the alley for my shift, the guard smiled and went inside, I’m all alone now.
“Is it safe?” My phone whispered. I picked it up to see one of the leaders for FBI.
“Yes, I heard that we will all board a train tomorrow at 8:20, so make your stop at Chinatown, we will stop there.” I smiled.
“Alright, thanks.” I hang up and do my “duty” so they can continuing to trust me. After a while the darkness overcome my visions.
I woke up, dazed and the pain engulf the back area of my head. A loud whistle alerted me. I look around and I noticed that I was on the back of the train. I tried to move, but cannot, I look at my legs and arms, they were tied. Another rope continues on top of the cab I was on. I look down and realized that I was hanging just above the train tracks.
“Double-siding me to the FBI huh?” A voice behind me said. I realized it was Li. The rope holding me up lowers slightly; I’m so low that I can feel the gravel flinging on my feet. “Answer me before I drop you!” Li growled.
“How?” I managed to get out
“The guard that you took the shift for stayed outside to smoke and heard you talking to the dude on the FBI.” Li growled. He said something in Chinese that I didn’t get. The rope quickly drops. It drops enough that my feet is literally on the ground. Loud agonizing screaming only moments afterwards that I realized it was coming from me. I opened my eyes and saw red path from the train tracks, but they aren’t red, they’re my blood. Li said something in Chinese and the rope was pulled up, just enough where the pain drops down slightly. But it was hysterically bleeding. “Good luck bleeding to death!” Li growled happily before walking away.
“Ready?” A creepy voice growled out.
“No!” I screamed.
“Oh, but you will!” The voice growled happily. I look up, I saw the guard and a hooded figure next to him, holding a scythe. The guard doesn’t seem to be noticing that he had company. The hooded figure, very popular, is right there. Ready to take my soul for I am going to die.
I realized that the light, heaven, hell, all of that, it’s just fake. It’s all the Grim Reaper that eats your soul to empower it…
The pain stop, the Reaper grabbed me and stuffed me into his mouth. I got a glimpse of my limp body, bleeding. The guard shot off the ropes and my body dropped and rolled on the tracks. Darkness engulf me… forever, with no end.
© 2011 Death Stalker
Added on November 22, 2011
Last Updated on November 22, 2011
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