Fighter for Hire (COMPLETE!)
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Original - Misc › -Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
2,043
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is purely a work of fiction and any relevance to any real persons or events is purely coincidental. The author owns the rights to this story and unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Finishing the job
I’m almost done with this one and I have another in the works to watch out for. I’m glad to finally be at this point in the story and thanks to a random encounter, I found a great way to finish this up. Enjoy and don’t forget to review.
Savannah Lion
Chapter 9: Finishing the job
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Nate’s POV:
“Ugh, what….happened?” I groaned as I picked myself up off the concrete. My head hurt, not so much because of whatever had hit me, but because of the voice that echoed in my mind.
‘Was that real or am I just reflecting before I take my curtain call?’ I thought out, trying to sort through the chaos of everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. Nothing was making sense and I couldn’t help but try and sort it all out. I kept replaying everything over in my mind as I walked back down into the basement, looking up to find the finals had been set. I couldn’t help but smile when I saw that it was the head of TKE, DiRazzi, that I would be facing.
“Well I’m glad this is almost over. I’m getting a bit tired of fighting and I just want to end this.” I thought aloud, but the remnants of the events of the night were still tearing at me. I walked calmly into the cage, shaking off the fans trying to hi-five and touch me. It was great to see that within a few minutes, it would all be said and done.
‘Your biggest mistake would be to not finish the job.’ The words kept playing over and over in my head. Without a doubt it was Em’s voice but I can’t figure out how or why. The message was clear though.
“Kill him” were the last words to escape my mouth before I zoned out and into my typical trance. I waited patiently for the bell to ring, before taking two slow steps straight forward. A right hand connected into my right cheek, causing me to stagger back. I just smiled and looked up at him, completely unfazed.
SMACK, another right cross connected, this time to my jaw, and another step back. I looked him straight in the eyes and a sadistic grin made its way across my face. I was getting hit for the first time and I liked it. All it did was send more adrenaline screaming through my veins and I felt myself getting amped up. He had a look of shock come across his face and he stepped in and struck me square with everything he had. I felt that one and I stumbled back as my head struck a cross beam in the cage. With that impact, I recoiled and collected, feeling nothing but what seemed like lighting course through my body. I stood fully erect and glared right back at him.
“If your going to hit me, HIT ME!” I screamed at him. He charged and another shot rang across my jaw. This time turning back and countering with a massive right cross of my own. The shot echoed and sent him to the ground. He bounced back up and gathered himself.
“I TOLD YOU TO HIT ME DAMN IT! SO HIT ME!” I kept roaring at him, feeling the strength of pure electricity coursing through me. A look of pure terror crossed his face for a moment before he rushed me again. Before he has a chance to strike me this time, my right hand shot and caught him by the throat. Squeezing with all my might I felt his windpipe being crushed in my grip. He was staring me straight in the eyes, his nearly popping out.
“What….are…you?” he choked out. I brought him a mere in from my face, staring daggers.
“I’m the one that’s going to kill you tonight.” I reply as I tightened my grip, crushing his wind pipe. He had been caught in my grasp for long enough that I knew he would never come back around, and as I felt his heart stop beating, I let go and let his body hit the ground. With that I turned and kicked the door to the cage open and left.
“It’s over now” I spoke to myself as I walked out of the building, “now it’s time to put an end to it all.”
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I walked back up into the tattered apartment, pulling a large metal case from the top shelf of the closet in my room. I pulled a recorder from my night stand and set it on the night stand to tape. I took a seat on the bed, and began to record my message.
“My name is Nathanial Rush. My remaining family was murdered yesterday, all 3 of them. All I was living for was revenge on those that had taking every scrap of remaining hope and love in my life. Tonight, my task was accomplished and I have eliminated those who had done me wrong. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a life for a life. In completing my task I have become a murderer, and therefore I have lowered myself to their level.” I said with a trembling in my voice. I had to pause for a minute to regain my breath, after admitting what I had just done. Composing myself, I continued.
“In lowering myself to there level, I feel that it is only proper that I take my own life in reconciliation of my actions. A life for a life as I have just stated. This message is to be left for whoever should find my body, so that my story may be told. A journal of all events is left next to this recording, giving details of all events that have transpired over that last 48 hours. Should Kate be found alive, all of my possessions and assets shall be hers for legal taking.” I was breaking down and almost in tears at this point. “C’mon Nate, finish this up” I said moving the recorder away to compose myself.
“If she is found dead, my assets are to be transferred to my biological sister. This message is here for the purpose of explaining everything that has transpired, and so that my story may be told. My name is Nathanial Rush, and this is my story.”
I turned the recorder off and placed it next to the journal on my nightstand. Wiping the tears from my eyes, I opened the metal case and removed the syringe of clear liquid.
“So it’s supposed to feel like ice water entering in, the heart stops and you go peacefully and quietly. More fitting of an end then I deserve.” I said to myself before removing the tip. I positioned it atop the large vein in my bicep and took a deep breath.
“So this is how it ends, huh? So be it. Everything I love and loved is gone, so I really have nothing left to live for. I hope to see you all soon.”
I cringed as I pushed the sharp tip into my arm and injected the liquid.
“It’s not….cold” I managed to get out as I slipped away into a deep sleep, resting peacefully on the bed.
Savannah Lion
Chapter 9: Finishing the job
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Nate’s POV:
“Ugh, what….happened?” I groaned as I picked myself up off the concrete. My head hurt, not so much because of whatever had hit me, but because of the voice that echoed in my mind.
‘Was that real or am I just reflecting before I take my curtain call?’ I thought out, trying to sort through the chaos of everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. Nothing was making sense and I couldn’t help but try and sort it all out. I kept replaying everything over in my mind as I walked back down into the basement, looking up to find the finals had been set. I couldn’t help but smile when I saw that it was the head of TKE, DiRazzi, that I would be facing.
“Well I’m glad this is almost over. I’m getting a bit tired of fighting and I just want to end this.” I thought aloud, but the remnants of the events of the night were still tearing at me. I walked calmly into the cage, shaking off the fans trying to hi-five and touch me. It was great to see that within a few minutes, it would all be said and done.
‘Your biggest mistake would be to not finish the job.’ The words kept playing over and over in my head. Without a doubt it was Em’s voice but I can’t figure out how or why. The message was clear though.
“Kill him” were the last words to escape my mouth before I zoned out and into my typical trance. I waited patiently for the bell to ring, before taking two slow steps straight forward. A right hand connected into my right cheek, causing me to stagger back. I just smiled and looked up at him, completely unfazed.
SMACK, another right cross connected, this time to my jaw, and another step back. I looked him straight in the eyes and a sadistic grin made its way across my face. I was getting hit for the first time and I liked it. All it did was send more adrenaline screaming through my veins and I felt myself getting amped up. He had a look of shock come across his face and he stepped in and struck me square with everything he had. I felt that one and I stumbled back as my head struck a cross beam in the cage. With that impact, I recoiled and collected, feeling nothing but what seemed like lighting course through my body. I stood fully erect and glared right back at him.
“If your going to hit me, HIT ME!” I screamed at him. He charged and another shot rang across my jaw. This time turning back and countering with a massive right cross of my own. The shot echoed and sent him to the ground. He bounced back up and gathered himself.
“I TOLD YOU TO HIT ME DAMN IT! SO HIT ME!” I kept roaring at him, feeling the strength of pure electricity coursing through me. A look of pure terror crossed his face for a moment before he rushed me again. Before he has a chance to strike me this time, my right hand shot and caught him by the throat. Squeezing with all my might I felt his windpipe being crushed in my grip. He was staring me straight in the eyes, his nearly popping out.
“What….are…you?” he choked out. I brought him a mere in from my face, staring daggers.
“I’m the one that’s going to kill you tonight.” I reply as I tightened my grip, crushing his wind pipe. He had been caught in my grasp for long enough that I knew he would never come back around, and as I felt his heart stop beating, I let go and let his body hit the ground. With that I turned and kicked the door to the cage open and left.
“It’s over now” I spoke to myself as I walked out of the building, “now it’s time to put an end to it all.”
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I walked back up into the tattered apartment, pulling a large metal case from the top shelf of the closet in my room. I pulled a recorder from my night stand and set it on the night stand to tape. I took a seat on the bed, and began to record my message.
“My name is Nathanial Rush. My remaining family was murdered yesterday, all 3 of them. All I was living for was revenge on those that had taking every scrap of remaining hope and love in my life. Tonight, my task was accomplished and I have eliminated those who had done me wrong. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a life for a life. In completing my task I have become a murderer, and therefore I have lowered myself to their level.” I said with a trembling in my voice. I had to pause for a minute to regain my breath, after admitting what I had just done. Composing myself, I continued.
“In lowering myself to there level, I feel that it is only proper that I take my own life in reconciliation of my actions. A life for a life as I have just stated. This message is to be left for whoever should find my body, so that my story may be told. A journal of all events is left next to this recording, giving details of all events that have transpired over that last 48 hours. Should Kate be found alive, all of my possessions and assets shall be hers for legal taking.” I was breaking down and almost in tears at this point. “C’mon Nate, finish this up” I said moving the recorder away to compose myself.
“If she is found dead, my assets are to be transferred to my biological sister. This message is here for the purpose of explaining everything that has transpired, and so that my story may be told. My name is Nathanial Rush, and this is my story.”
I turned the recorder off and placed it next to the journal on my nightstand. Wiping the tears from my eyes, I opened the metal case and removed the syringe of clear liquid.
“So it’s supposed to feel like ice water entering in, the heart stops and you go peacefully and quietly. More fitting of an end then I deserve.” I said to myself before removing the tip. I positioned it atop the large vein in my bicep and took a deep breath.
“So this is how it ends, huh? So be it. Everything I love and loved is gone, so I really have nothing left to live for. I hope to see you all soon.”
I cringed as I pushed the sharp tip into my arm and injected the liquid.
“It’s not….cold” I managed to get out as I slipped away into a deep sleep, resting peacefully on the bed.