35. Nitro

THIRTY-FIVE

NITRO

Wes has been here for about ten minutes now, but Nyx is still upstairs with Rachel, and we won't talk until he's here. So it's been small talk asking about cases, or if anything else has come up since we've not been meeting up with him.

"Aree still going out for dinner?" I ask Wes. There are three times in the year we go out without fail. No matter what is happening in our lives we never miss those three days. The day the fucker took his girl, Emily's birthday, and the day they would have been married.

"You know you don't have to." Wes looks at the three of us, Tic in his own little world but at the table ready for when we need to talk.

"And you can shut up. We're there," Ares snaps at him letting out the smoke from his nose.

"What's this dinner?" Emily asks, looking up at the stairs, and before I can reply Nyx is coming down to join us. "Is she sleeping?"

"She is." Nyx takes the joint from Ares. "She's in deep enough that if I tell her to do something she'll do it and she's too scared not to listen." Nyx locks eyes with me, he wants to say more but he's not sure if he should in front of Emily. I just give him a little shake of the head. She's already stressed and cried four times in the space of an hour. I don't need to hurt her any more if I don't have to.

"Does she have the tattoo?" Emily's voice is low as she asks.

"Yes."

Emily takes in a long deep breath. "Does she have any other scars?"

"Nothing. Not one mark on her. She's got the tattoo on the back and that's it. They didn't touch her in a physical way. She has perfect skin." Nyx looks at me once more, what the fuck does he want to tell me about Rachel, something about her skin. I know he will tell us soon as we're alone.

At least Rachel doesn't have to live with the nightmares of tha scars. Yet she has to live with the nightmares of those bastards touching her.

"How many kids were there?" Nyx wants to change the subject from Rachel and right now, I don't blame him. There's something going on in his head right now.

"Around six hundred, and we've lost how many?" We all sit in silence knowing they will have moved all the other black holes, and then there's the fact they've lost all those children, and they need to replace them. "So what's the plan?"

"What's the plan?" Nyx asks, all of us. The same question Wes just asked us, literally a second ago.

"We can't take her to a hospital because there's nothing to detox out of her system. She has not been on drugs, the only other thing that we can do is get here far away somewhere they won't have a fucking clue to look for her." Nyx leans back on his chair.

"To the person who took us in," I sigh. I knew this was our main option.

"Who was that?" Emily asks.

"Someone who helped us get our life back to normal. Well, normal as we can be." I stop when my brothers let out a small chuckle thinking we would ever have a normal life.

"I thought Wes did that for you."

"Wes did, if it wasn't for him fuck knows where the four us would be. Gave us somewhere to sleep, food, but we needed more. We needed adrenaline, needed a high, Kit gave us that. "Rachel won't get any of that, she doesn't need it. Over time she'll just be getting back to a normal-ish state." I know what I'm trying to say, the guys know what I mean.

"But-" Emily stops and looks between us all, but locks eyes with me.

"Kit, had an abusive father. His dad was a prick, beating the shit out of him. You name it, Kit had it done to him in any physical abuse kind of way possible. He started his own business and he took in kids from the streets or who were on drugs. One thing or another Kit came to help them. He gave us a job. He has a Circus stunt show. If you've been there, you have a past. No one judges anybody, no one will ask questions to anybody-" I stop talking for a moment to let out what I've just said to her. It's her sister, she has to agree with what we are doing. "He will understand, she has to rebuild herself from the bottom. You give her an order she will listen, to her we are her owners, she will listen to what we have to say, and she won't break one rule. She is not to have sex with anyone, not to kiss anyone, never call anyone sir. She is not to mention anything about the four of us. She is not to mention the organisation or where she came from. We will give her a story. And she will tell that story, and over time, the longer she's there, the more she'll forget about them." I stop because I can see Emily wants to say something, but also knows we hate being cut off.

"She'll start asking for you guys. She'll ask and if she doesn't see you, for a while, she might…" Emily stops talking, so I talk.

"We'll go see her. We'll go visit. You'll go visit. You'll tell her stories about your past. What you used to do together? One day everything will click. Get her into a normal job around normal people. Eventually she will just forget the past and she'll remember you, and your parents. It might not be fully back to normal, but it will be one day at a time. Emily, if you've got any ideas, let us know, but she can't stay here."

Emily's staring at each of us. She knows she can't stay here. I've told her why she can't stay here.

"If you want to go with her, stay with her for a while, stay there. We will be there every single day. We'll come at night just to see how she's doing. Make sure she's okay. We will see each other. So you stay there for as long as you want." I'm not sure what Emily wants me to say to her, this is the only thing we can think of.

"Emily, it's our best chance of giving her some type of freedom from the organisation. They will never look there and if they do we'll talk to Kit, and we will get there straight away." Ares joins in on the conversation, because she doesn't seem to be listening. I know it's killing her not being able to be with her sister.

"Okay, if you four believe he will look after her." Emily turns to me, and pulls her chair closer to me.

"He will. For a while he might just keep her as a fake secretary. So you can watch over her, to see how she is adjusting to life."

"Now we know where she is going, there is something else." We all look at Wes. "You need to tell him who you are."

The four of us start laughing. "There are three people in this world who know who we are and they're sitting at this table right now," Nyx tells him.

"I know. But you find me kids and I send them to him. He's going to start asking questions, especially with this one. He will ask why you four are always there. He's going to want to know where you found her. He's asking questions already. To be honest, he might even be relieved he knows where the kids are coming from. But I think you should tell him. You tell him and you tell him everything about Rachel. He will protect her to the fullest-"

"Won't he protect her if they don't tell him who they are?" Emily asks in a panic.

"He will, there's no way in hell he will let anyone near her. No man, no boy, no one." I reassure her, because I can hear the worry in her voice.

"You treat me like family. I took you in, but so did he." Wes throws in the big blow, and tells us what we needed to hear.

The four of us look between each other trying to work out whether we tell Kit who we are or not.

"We get rid of the commissioner today. I'm not dragging this out. We will report it, do not come." I look over at Wes, so he knows he can not get involved in the reporting. "We will dump his body about two hours away on his way to the airport to join his wife on holiday. You know nothing about it. Understood?" I ask him, Wes wants them all dead, and he won't stop until they are all dead.

"Understood."

"Where is Kit?" Ares asks.

"Spoke to him yesterday, he's in London. He's leaving tomorrow night to start a show in Manchester."

"Perfect timing. Once we grt rid of the commissioner we will ring you, meet us to talk to Kit. We have no idea what we are going to say. But the look on his face is going to be a picture," Ares laughs. We've known Kit for as long as we've know Wes, so this is going to be interesting.

"See you guys tonight, well early in the morning. Make sure nothing's left. No trace." Wesley gets up from the table, and walks towards the door.

"Yeah, yeah. Dad. It's not like it's the first time," Ares shouts at him making us all laugh, and Wes shouts back.

"Fuck off, you'll be the death of me."

"You love us," I shout at him., I hear him laughing as he leaves the house. "So we're telling Kit?" I light up a joint, and lean back in my seat to bring Emily closer to me.

She's quiet, tensed up, and the only thing I can do is let her know I'm here for her.

"We are, and I take it we're not getting any sleep tonight?" Ares asks, and I look at my watch, almost two in the morning. "Lucky for me I don't have to work until the afternoon."

"Fuck you," I snap at him, as he know I have a client in at ten. Fucking hell this is going to be a long ass day.

"Go in the car to get rid of the commissioner, then you two go with Rachel in the car, and we'll follow on the bike." Nyx gets up and grabs his jacket, before he walks away.

"You know we have to tell her what's happening," I say looking at Nyx, and he knows why I'm looking at him.

"Once we get back I'll talk to her, now let's get rid of one more family." He walks away from us, and I look over at Ares watching Nyx walking away from us. We'll be in the car together and alone, he will tell us what is happening.

I turn to Emily, as Tic and Ares walk away from us too. "You want to stay with your sister, you stay. Think about what you want to do. We leave as soon as Nyx talks to her."

"I don't want to leave you." I lean in to give her a kiss.

"You're not leaving, and I'm not leaving either. I'll still always be there for us. Stay there a few days, see how it is, then decide what you want to do." I stand up, grabbing my jacket from the back of my chair. "But remember, I'm always here for you little Tiger."

Now time to get rid of the bastard who hurt so many children. I'm going to enjoy smelling his flesh burning off him, and hearing him scream in pain.

Nyx drives the car out of the drive, and I look at Ares sitting next to me, as we wait for him to say something. But nothing.

"What did she say?" I ask, and I'm returned with silence. "Nyx?" my voice is a little louder, and he punches the steering wheel.

"She thanked me for the shower, and asked if she could thank me, and when I said no she started crying-" Nyx shakes his head, I know he didn't let her thank him, but he's pissed off. "-She asked, if she can't thank me would I lie next to her while she goes to sleep. She cried while I told her that no one would hurt her again. And she said-" I look at his face in the rearview mirror, and you can see it's hit him hard, her words. "She said, no matter who I'm with they always hurt me, then they will hurt me. Even though you're not touching me, they are hurting me, you're hurting me." Nyx shakes his head, and I smoke on my cigarette, leaning back on the seat.

"No matter what we do, we're hurting her. We touch her, we're hurting her, don't touch her, we're hurting her." Ares turns to me, and takes the lighter off me.

"They've fucked her up enough, no matter what she will always be punished one way or the other." Nyx's pissed off, we've got her, but at the same time we don't.

I look over at Tic who's been quiet, he never spoke when we got her in the car, nor when we got home, he didn't jump in when we talked about telling Kit about us, and even now, nothing. Silence. For now I think leaving him alone is best, he always goes to ao dark quiet place when things like this happen. Nyx and Ares will be keeping an eye on him tonight.

"But what else happened?" I ask Nyx, I know him well enough to know something else pissed him off.

"She kept trying to thank me, and I kept telling her she didn't need to, but she wasn't listening, and I lost it. I snapped, and she cried herself to sleep saying she is a bad girl, and she will make it better. I fucking felt like shit." Yeah that would make anyone feel like shit, not getting raped was a fucking punishment? What a cruel world she's been in.

"You thinking fucking her would have made you feel better?" Ares asks, and I look in the mirror to see Nyx shake his head. "No matter what you did in bed, to her it was a punishment. Don't feel shit about it." Ares pats his shoulder, but we know for now there is nothing we can say to make him feel better.

The quicker we get her out of here, the better. Otherwise she's only going to get worse.

"Now lets go kill this bastard," I tell my brothers.

All of them agree, I think tonight we all need to let off some steam.

This is the day we've been waiting for. The day we can kill another family who are part of the organisation.

It's a feeling which makes my body feel full, because they might have hurt so many people, but we're about to save so many other lives. We know until we kill them all we won't sleep, even once all this is over, we might not sleep with the demons we hold inside us, but tonight I will.

"If you're going to kill us, just kill us," the commissioner yells as his son gets beat up behind me.

"Oh, we will kill you. But first I have a question which you will answer." There has been one question I've been wanting to know and he will tell me.

"Can't tell you anything about them-"

"We want to know one thing. You have the black holes and you keep people there, but we want to know where the children or adults or the people you kidnapped are, the ones you burn, the ones you cut, the ones you auction and then are brought back to you to torture some more. Where are they?" The commissioner stares at me, a blank stare he has nothing left in him. He's been listening to his son screaming for two hours, he's zoning out on us.

"We always have a place where we have...I'm dead either way."

"Exactly. We can play games, we let you go, and they will kill your whole family, or you tell us we let your wife and daughter live." Now that's got the commissioner's attention when his eyes widen. He knows I'm right, he tells us only two of his family will die.

"We always take children, always, and then we'll find one that's just special, something about them which makes us want to play, they're more desirable. Ones we never want to get rid of because we have so much fun with them…" he stops and takes in a few deep breaths.

God, I want to punch him in goddamn face. But I keep quiet. Nyx's behind us beating the Commissioner's son. I think he needs to let out some anger after what happened today. Tic is with him, and Ares stands next to me.

"They're the kids that we want to have fun wit-"

"And where do you keep them?" I cut him off, I don't want the whole fucking story, I want a location.

"Everywhere. Every city in England, Great Britain. We have them in Wales and Scotland. In every city there's a group, it can be a group of four different ones, a group of two, there can be a group of ten or even twenty. They're the ones that fight, the ones that will tell us to fuck off, and we enjoy punishing them for it. They're the ones who no matter how much we give them, they will always fight back and it excites me, us. I like the ones who fight, it's also the ones I love to hear scream. You want to find those places? I don't know where they are. I could probably tell you one or two places in London, the ones I know about and the ones I've looked after. But I cannot tell you anything outside of those two." He stops again, and cracks his neck a little. Has the bastard got excited thinking about these places?

"Why only two if there's so many in London?" Ares asks him.

"Like the black holes, I can't take more than two. I'm the commissioner, I need to show my face, I can't hide in the black holes and underground and play all day."

The arrogant bastard's starting to get his confidence even though he's dying by just talking about everything. Fucker. I sit there in silence for a moment just letting him wonder what I'm going to do or what I'm going to say. He wants to play games, I can play games. The room echoes with his son's screams and his son's begging us to stop. With the mood Nyx's in, he's not stopping for anybody right now.

I let the commissioner listen to his son for a while. The guys never asked me how I wanted to play this out tonight. And a part of me didn't know how I wanted to play this out. I was like I'll just go there, see how much he pisses me off, all I know is in the next thirty minutes this is all over.

I look up at Ares, giving him a nod to let him know what I'm about to do, this was the one thing I told them. I remove my contact lenses and look straight in the commissioner's eyes. Nothing. He will never know who I am with the amount of kids he has messed with, and he has no idea who I am.

"I want you to look at the man who is about to kill you-" I remove my mask and he's really studying my face. There are parts of my facial features which resemble him. Even I can admit that. "I want you to know that the man who's killed you is your son." And before he can say anything Ares slides the paper in front of his face blocking his view to see me and he reads it.

"Have you found your sister?" Is the only question he asks. Bastard doesn't ask how I survived. All he cares about is my sister.

"Don't care who she is," I reply.

"I honestly didn't think she would have been picked. Honestly, I thought she would have stayed. We told her to stay. We told her we would never touch her kids, as long as she did what I wanted. I would never have touched either one of you, and no one else would either. I even made a promise that as soon as you two turned eighteen you could both leave as long as she stayed. There was just something so special about her. She was this sweet-"

"Shut up." He starts laughing.

"I don't know if you hate me because of all the horrible things that happened to you. Or the fact that you hate her, now knowing she could have stayed and protected you, but no she left you to hurt."

Ares punches him in the jaw to stop him from talking and I stay quiet for a moment just to get everything, all those feelings as far down as possible.

Am I pissed off that she left? Yes. She could have stayed and protected me but she fucking didn't. She left. She left a newborn baby in a hellhole. So she could protect herself. No mom should ever do that. Moms should always protect their kids.

Ares makes the commissioner stand up.

"Strip."

"What?"

"I didn't stutter, take off your fucking clothes." He looks between us and Nyx brings his son over and tells him to do the same thing, but they both don't do it, and I laugh.

"I don't think your wife and mother would like you to be in little pieces now would she? Because if you don't take your clothes off in the next five seconds, that is what is happening." With shaky fingers, they both start undressing.

"You know you'll never get away with this, they'll find you sooner or later."

"Looking forward to it," Ares answers him.

Once they're stood in front of us naked I don't take my eyes off the commissioner. I want to see the pain in his fucking eyes. I put my hand up for Ares to pass me the fire torch and I switch it on which makes him jump.

"Isn't this the game you used to play? With me? Or were you not that sick to hurt your own son?" I taut him.

"No I wasn't. But I was sick enough to auction you off a few times." I don't reply, I quickly move the fire over his chest. Hearing him scream, smelling that sweet smell of skin burning.

This is what I wanted, to have his skin burning scent registered in my nose. Every time I feel that pain I'm going to smell his skin burning, hoping it might ease some of my own demons.

Once he settles down from the pain, I know I am going to enjoy giving this bastard some torture like they did to me.

His son tries to find Nyx, but he continues to punch him. Nyx asked if he could do anything he wanted to the son, and we all laughed and said he could, but not to fuck up his face too much.

The commissioner falls to the floor and Tic picks him up. He's ticking like crazy tonight. What the hell is going on in his head?

I can't be thinking about him right now. I bring the torch just below his chin and swipe it across quickly. I could hold it there for a while but then he'll die a lot quicker. Little shots like this give him more pain. More pleasure for me.

Stopping for a moment, he pants to get some air.

His son is screaming as Nyx burns his chest. I mean, we're going to absolutely make sure their bodies are completely burnt.

The little bastard tries to crawl away but Nyx just follows him with a torch, hitting the fire on his skin wherever we can get it, and I let the commissioner just watch it.

He enjoyed watching it so much you can watch it happen to his fucking son.

"Please, please just leave him alone."

"I'm pretty sure those are the same pleas that everyone used to use with you. Did you stop when they begged?"

"Please, he's my son-"

"And I don't care," I shout at him, as I burn his arm.

Letting them both scream, I can see the tears coming down his face as the pain takes over his body.

The pain, I can feel it. I can feel it and my skin is itching for the flame to hit it.

He falls to the floor because his body can't hold it in any longer.

"Please leave him alone." I laugh as Nyx is going crazy with burning his son.

These bastards think it's so much fun torturing little children, but these kinds of people can't last five minutes when they have to go through it.

I know we can't fuck up his face too much because then it's not going to look like a accident.

So I can burn him as much as I can.

"Get the car," Ares tells Tic and he walks out and I leave them both on the floor panting. They've barely got anything left in them. I'm satisfied with the torture I've given, if I had the an hour or two left I could continue but I have somewhere else to be tonight.

"It's here," Ares tells me.

I look over towards the gate where Tic has bought the car. Nyx burns them a little bit more, and I laugh when they scream. We need them to be completely and utterly weak. I mean his son can barely move at the moment. Is he even breathing? Yes, he is. Just can't see it with all the bubbling on his skin at the minute.

Getting them into the back of the car, I join Nyx in the front, Ares and Tic drive our car. It's a fifteen minute drive to where we plan on setting the car on fire. We got the warehouse close to the place, but if we did it close to where we live it's easier to get caught. Go somewhere where no one knows us.

The car revs, and Nyx asks if I'm ready, because what's about to happen is going to fucking hurt. Alot.

"Let's hope we don't die," I joke with him. No fucking way I'm dying with these two fuckers.

Nyx slams the brakes, the tires skidding, making the car screech, turning the car a few times. Hope we leave some tyre marks.

Driving straight into the lamppost, as the car slams into the post, the airbags pop out, the hard sting of the airbag hits my face. Fucking hell, that hurts.

My head hurts, and I try to look over at Nyx but my vision is fucked.

"Nitro," I hear Ares, as he pulls me out of the car. "You good?" He slaps my face a few times. "Hey?"

"Yeah, Good. Nyx?" I ask.

"Tic?" Ares shouts.

"Go...good." Ares leaves me, and gets to the car, and starts putting the commissioner in the front seat, as Tic gets the son. Giving Nyx and I a moment to get ourselves sorted.

Standing up, I rub my face, and walk over to Nyx. "You good?"

"Going to have a fucking bitch of a headache." He jokes, and we both laugh.

Ares pours some gasoline on the floor, and a little in the car. We can't pour too much because then it looks like someone did all this. Tic is under the hood to fuck up the braking system. We thought of everything we could to make sure this would go down as an accident.

"Here." Ares hands me the match box, and I light the match and throw it towards the car watching it go up in flames. We stand there for a few minutes watching it flame up, until we are happy they are dead, which will only take a moment.

I hear Ares on the phone telling them they've just seen a car crash into the lamppost, then hangs up.

"Let's go." Nyx taps my back, and walks to the car, and I watch the car for a minute longer.

Two families down, two more to go.

They better watch out, we're coming.