Gothmaster
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(OOC, this will be a closed story and i need a female to join me in this. If any are interrested please pm me.)
PROLOGUE
Vince Romano did not look so tough only wearing his underwear. He did not feel very dangerous as well. He was the youngest brother of Anthony Romano. The Romano's was one of the biggest crime syndicate's in New York and Vince was second in command to his older brother.
The reason hw stood dressed only in underwear and holding a 44 magnum revolver was the sound he heard through the door. It was an unnerving sound. It was the sound of Jake. A Jake that was in pain. Vince felt fear. He was not used to the feeling. A man in his position had no reason being scared. He was untouchable. The sound coming from his bodyguard really touched a nerve in Vince. Jake was a tough guy. A guy that kept his cool in all situations. Hearing his voice begging for his life just outside the door to Vince's bedroom made the crime boss sweat.
After several minutes of hearing Jake beg and scream it was silent. The silence was even worse. Vince moved closer to the door. His grip on the gun felt wet of his sweat.
"Jake?" The words came out as a whisper. Vince cleared his throat. there was no saliva in his mouth and he felt the need of wetting his lips.
He flinched back from the door, almost falling over when he heard the scratching on the other side of the door. He rushed to the bathroom door and went inside, closing and locking it behind him. He sat down on the toliet seat and pointed his big gun at the door. A curse came through his lips as he realised that his cell phone was on the bed table outside. A scratching coming from the wall behind him made all thoughts go away. Everything except fear. Something dropped down on his shoulder and he felt a sharp pain in his chin and cheek. Vince screamed and rushed forward to the door. In his panic he failed to open the door he had locked. The pain was getting worse and now was accompanied with simular pain in his feet and inner thigh.
Vince looks down and faces something only seen in nightmares. He fires his gun six times in panic before he feels the pain in his arms as well. The agony is unbearable and forces him down to his knees. His screams continue for awhile but they are soon replaced by begging and crying. In a couple of minutes all that remains in the bathroom is silence.
PROLOGUE
Vince Romano did not look so tough only wearing his underwear. He did not feel very dangerous as well. He was the youngest brother of Anthony Romano. The Romano's was one of the biggest crime syndicate's in New York and Vince was second in command to his older brother.
The reason hw stood dressed only in underwear and holding a 44 magnum revolver was the sound he heard through the door. It was an unnerving sound. It was the sound of Jake. A Jake that was in pain. Vince felt fear. He was not used to the feeling. A man in his position had no reason being scared. He was untouchable. The sound coming from his bodyguard really touched a nerve in Vince. Jake was a tough guy. A guy that kept his cool in all situations. Hearing his voice begging for his life just outside the door to Vince's bedroom made the crime boss sweat.
After several minutes of hearing Jake beg and scream it was silent. The silence was even worse. Vince moved closer to the door. His grip on the gun felt wet of his sweat.
"Jake?" The words came out as a whisper. Vince cleared his throat. there was no saliva in his mouth and he felt the need of wetting his lips.
He flinched back from the door, almost falling over when he heard the scratching on the other side of the door. He rushed to the bathroom door and went inside, closing and locking it behind him. He sat down on the toliet seat and pointed his big gun at the door. A curse came through his lips as he realised that his cell phone was on the bed table outside. A scratching coming from the wall behind him made all thoughts go away. Everything except fear. Something dropped down on his shoulder and he felt a sharp pain in his chin and cheek. Vince screamed and rushed forward to the door. In his panic he failed to open the door he had locked. The pain was getting worse and now was accompanied with simular pain in his feet and inner thigh.
Vince looks down and faces something only seen in nightmares. He fires his gun six times in panic before he feels the pain in his arms as well. The agony is unbearable and forces him down to his knees. His screams continue for awhile but they are soon replaced by begging and crying. In a couple of minutes all that remains in the bathroom is silence.