Destiny

[jammi]

I slowly came round. I tried to open my eyes but a splitting pain seemed to tear my head open. I could feel blood crusted on my face and back. I tried to move, breaking the gash on my back open bringing me to new levels of agony and bathing me in my own blood. My eyes slowly prised themselves open I was in another room, tied to a chair. Everything was blurry. Blearily I attempted to glare at the person in front of me who was watching to door. All I could manage was a befuddled look of apathy.

The man smiled at me with yellowed teeth, before taking out a communicator. S?nchez, que est? despierto. His spoke gutturally before grinning at me nastily. A few moments later the Corsair from the bar appeared, Sanchez. He gave me a sadistic smile before turning to the guard and talking to him in, Hispanic?

Llegar a la cabina de comando. La tripulaci?n han barricadas en el puente. Matar a todos. The man nodded with a small laugh before standing up, cracking his massive knuckles and striding out. I turned my stare back to Sanchez, before managing to croak feebly.

Why, you doing this? I paid you, time... Speech sent me into a fit of racking coughs as my dry throat was further irritated. The hull suddenly trembled and a shockwave rippled through the floor. My chair was almost knocked to the floor by the lurch, but Sanchez seemed to ride it like a surfer. He flipped out the communicator.

Qu? diablos est?s haciendo? He listened for a moment before snapping the line shut. That would be your friends up in the bridges last moments then. He spat on the floor before continuing. We have you here now, because your familia owes mine a large sum of money and your father died rather too quick for the Patriarchs liking. You will suffer far more young Steven. Firstly because of your bloodlines debts and secondly for betraying your familia so spectacularly. He flicked a knife out and took a step forward.

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