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Nightmares in Paradise; (Chichi/Gatz/Bora)
Topic Started: Jan 24 2015, 08:51 PM (2,210 Views)
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"No..Fuck No"

She heard her husband's stiff refusal of her proposal to rescue her father.

"Gatz he is my father. I don't want him to die. Please I beg of you. Please don't let him die. Its me they want and not him." Gatz's mentality changed at the sight of her being upset. His anger was understandable. After his initial no, he changed his mind because he was more concerned with her safety. He didn't want her to go, yet her husband's brawny mentality did no see how determined she was. The man, who was in the picture, was her father. It was what she figured he would say. Before her face was pressed into her husband's chest, she heard Bora's attempt to calm her. Her teared eyes, despite not flowing as of yet, turned to Bora who reassured her that they'd do everything to get her father back.

"We will get your dad back Miss Chi-chi. Not one of those NRRA assholes will be alive when we are done with them, they messed with the wrong family and they will pay."

"This means more to me than you will ever know Bora." There was a sense of motherly warmth that went through her body with his words of comfort. He was willing to help her father. In need of comfort, her husband provided it. Her hands rested along his abdomen. With desire, her soft cheek rubbed against his rugged, bare skin . She pressed her face into his chest. Then, in the meantime while they discussed what was next, she closed her eyes to gather her strength. Gatz, who was the one who normally acted on impulse, wanted to know the picture was real before they did anything which was why he would send Bora to go after the mail man.

"There will be traffic in the city." She murmured towards Bora when Gatz pecked her neck. Her hands pushed into Gatz's abdomen to avoid being rude or smothered when she commented towards Bora. With that assurance of the traffic in the city, she was positive Bora would catch the man too.





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"You should have seen the look on her face Boss. She might have been crying too. I know for a fact that she will take the bait. The Ox Princess will be ours for the taking and the money will rain down on us. I've been wanting to get a new snow cone machine for the Misses at home." The picture bandit sat in the back of a taxi with an arrogant smile on his face. He contacted his boss with a prepaid cell phone. The traffic in the city was immense, but since he was gone from the apartment complex, he didn't see them being able to find him. The more people the better his chance at getting away was.

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Edited by Bel Zephyra, Jan 28 2015, 11:25 AM.
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Gatz swiped the picture from Chi-chi and stared at it intently with his cold harsh eyes. There was no chance in hell the Android terror was going to let his most prized possession give herself up to the NRRA Bastards. Gatz cursed with his disapproval of the idea. Telling from the tenseness in Gatz stance, Bora could tell right a way that the boss was not in the mood to be messed with.

Bora quickly tried to calm Chi-chi with words that where laced with complete truth. Paul seemed to agree giving Bora a heavy slap on the back of his shoulder. A sign of approval, he had learned the biker would often use, albeit painful most times Bora had learned to shrug it off and smirk at the guy despite sometime seeming more intentionally hard then others.

Chi-chi thanked Bora for his words and told him that it meant a lot to her. Bora smiled and gave a gentle smile with a nod of approval.

A strange feeling came over Bora. One of excitement, the same kind of rush he would feel when charging into a battle. His hart rate sped up and blood flowed throughout is body and artificial limb as he patiently awaited an order. One that he knew would come. His entire body remained still as if in stasis.

The Boss man spoke through clenched teeth as he continued to stare at the photo."We got to find out of this picture is real . Could be just some lonely, nerd jerking bitch trying to mess with her head thinking he's got a pair. That freak ain't leaving the city. I forgot to give him the the souvenir of a snapped neck, but first I want to make use of him before tossing him to the trash. "

The blood in the snow haired androids veins continued on at increased rate. His old saiyan instinct knew something that he didn't. Bora watched as Gatz gently pulled his wife into his chest. His eyes seemed more demented than usual. Something was brewing in that crazy mind of his and from the look of his black holes for eyes. He wanted blood...

"The mail man fuck is still in the city. I want him found and brought back here so I can give that stupid mother fucker a warm welcome to Gatz's Haven. Bring that bitch here."

The snow haired androids eyes went from calm to his own form of blood lust. {This NRRA lackey will be willing to talk when I bring him back to Gatz... once he is out of my hands there is no way he will survive the rest of the day.}

"You think Bora can catch him? He's probably halfway across the city." Paul said as he crossed his arms across his chest. Bora turned to Paul with a sadistic smirk. "I'll have him here before lunch.." he said as his entire body tensed up turning back to Gatz. The Android Terror pecked Chi-chi's neck before saying two words which kick started a somewhat dark side to Bora.

"Sick um..."

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The snow haired android's left eye blinked a bright red as his sadistic smirk turned into a grin. A bright white aura surrounded him as he instantly ascended off the ground and shot forward past Gatz and Chi-chi. Taking a quick turn out the door he pushed an invisible force of ki into the open elevator, causing the small hatch in the roof of the lift to pop open. Bora shot into the elevator, spinning as he slinked right through the small hatch and made his way up the elevator shaft. In seconds he was at the ground floor. With a quick tug he pulled the elevator doors open which slammed directly behind him as he flew through the lobby and out the revolving door.

Forcing himself into the air the moment he had reached the outside, he scanned the thousands of cars below. "Let's see where you are...you little bitch. A pink mail man...pansy shouldn't be to difficult to find" he said aloud as he fired through the city streets. {Without a doubt he is already on a one way trip out of town. The best place to look would be at the highway which exits the city.} With that thought in mind he slithered through the dozens of buildings like a bat out of hell. He wanted to find this fucker and give him a piece of his own mind.

Within minutes Bora stood directly over the highway which was backed up with traffic. Sure the Mail man had managed to get a head start but it would all mean nothing. Bora's eyes glanced at every car below trying his best to spot a mailman truck but not slacking to the point as to search the other cars on the road. Who knows, the NRRA Bastard could have arrived in Gatz haven using a Taxi--

The Snow haired android eyes locked on to a typical yellow cab. A man dressed in a bright pink uniform sat in the back seat. Bora's left eye shone a bright red automatically making the solid car's roof go transparent in his mind. He could see the driver and passenger in there seats. The same sadistic smirk Bora had before leaving the training facility formed on his lips once more. {Found you...} he thought to himself as he slowly descended on to the cabs roof. With a loud thud, Bora's feet set on to the cars roof.

What the hell? You looney! get the hell off my car!" The cab driver said in angered tone

Bora ignored the remark as he thrust his arm straight through the back of the roof causing the cab driver to be completely stunned at the show of strength. "A mailman? without his truck? Now isn't that strange?" with a violent tug he pulled the NRRA Bastard through the roof causing cuts to form all over the mans head. The Snow haired android pulled the traitorous mail man into the air by his throat squeezing the life out of him. Within seconds his gasping for air had passed as he lost consciousness. "Oh no...you don't get to die just yet..Gatz would like to have....a word with you.." He said as he flew back to the training facility venom spit with every word. It had only been an hour and he had completed his objective. The son of a bitch in his clutches was about to experience the worst few hours of his life, right before it ended.When Bora got back to his Boss, hell would break loose.

Minutes later and Bora was back at the apartment building. Slowly he dragged the man through the revolving door and past the staff in the lobby. All of them watched Bora with fear in their eyes. He went straight to the elevator and pushed the button for the training facility. He knew that Gatz would not torture the idiot in his own home...a little to much blood could cause the carpets to look...unpleasant, wouldn't want Miss Chi-chi asking questions.

As he exited the elevator he tossed the man through the training facility doors like the bag of shit he was. "I found him.." Bora said in a "it was no big deal" sort of way when he entered the room, stepping over the mans unconscious body.

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Edited by Bora, Jan 29 2015, 07:10 PM.
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Lifting his head from Chi's neck possessively while Bora went after the mail man fuck that messed with his most prized possession, the terror pulled out a cell phone from his pocket. His sinister glare looked over his girl's shoulder taking in her scent like a drug addict. He was set on terrorizing. His sadistic mind was on causing the mail man freak the worst pain imaginable. It was an eye for two eyes with the tanned killer. Knowing Bora wouldn't fail, the terror got to doing what his twisted mind was thinking. His arm kept around Chi's shoulder keeping her close while he handled business.

Paul stood in the training room and watched Gatz

"We gotta give that mail punk a good beating. Ain't that right boss man?" He punched the palm of his hand with his fist angrily.


The terror wanted to do something far more ruthless. Pressing the phone to his ear, a girl's voice sounded on the other end.

"Emmie you tracing Bora?" He voice sounding emotionless when he asked not waiting for her to reply because he was expecting it to be a yes.

"I want you to capture a photo of the fuck he catches, analyze his face, and identify." The techno droid would give him the information he wanted. Hearing a response he was satisfied with, he clicked the phone off. During the wait, his hand stroked Chi's hair mindlessly keeping her calm,. He had murderous thoughts mind racing in his mind with the merciless agony he was about to inflict on the freak who thought he had the balls to mess with the terror and hs girl.

His phone sounded. He pushed a button and pressed the the phone to his ear.

"Good. Send the blood crows to Hercule City to retrieve his bitch and have her sent here. She don't need a reason either." The terror clicked his phone off expecting what he wanted done. Kissing Chi's forehead, he began preparing the training room for what would be made into a torture room of hell. He was planning on afflicting the worst pain the freak would not survive from. It would be painful, slow, and even his heart would tear at what the killer android was about to do. Knowing how these red ribbon freaks were, the terror was an expert at handling them.

He put a chair in the middle of the room.

Paul listened to his boss man's talk on the phone. While Gatz was handling business, the toughest in the universe focused on Chi.

"See you ain't got to worry about a thing. We got the easy stuff. You take care of that baby. Juss worry about taking care of Anju. Boss man, rookie, and me gonna handle it. I'm going to get you that pudding Chi." Glancing over at boss man, the Judo Master and him had an internal knowing of what was about to take place. The trusted friend of the terror had seen it done before so he already predicted what was going down.


The time the terror took preparing the room was the time it took Bora retrieving the mail fuck that was about to be tossed into the beast's cage. Turning his attention to Chi, he was ready to dive into his primal instincts of terrorizing. There would be no conscience holding him back from doing what he fucking pleased to the

His fingers took hold of the necklace he went to hell to get his girl to smile. Talking lowly, his cruel intentions could be heard and his coldness seen in his soulless eyes. His finger traced down his girl's neck obsessively, tracing her collar, until he took hold of the necklace in his hand. Using his free hand, he clutched her long locks lightly to get her to listen. Glaring down at her and feeling superior as he was doing it, he whispered a snarling request into her ear.

"You remember that promise you made me? You said you wouldn't interfere when it came to freaks like that beach whale that tried to hurt you and our offspring. Need you to follow that." The terror released her pendant and her hair setting his sights on the door.



The Goof Fuck entered into the room.

"Boss the Blood Crows got your target."[ He walked over to Chi and handed her the pudding.


Glaring at Paul, he held his finger up letting him know he was going.

"Good, I'm heading there now. Bora should be here with the sick fuck any minute now." Turning his sights to Chi before leaving to do his business, he burned her innocence into his brain. Pure hatred consumed him like the demonic beast that he was. His only desire in that instance was to make the mail fuck writhe in agony. Where he was right now mentally there was no going back.

Leaving the training room, the android terror reached the lobby where a black body bag was tossed into the floor. The crows knew what the fuck to do not needing a word to leave after they got their mark. Tilting his head with a twisted glare, the violent terror smirked sinisterly. There was someone inside kicking and screaming. The muffled cries brought a sadistic, pleasurable feeling to him. He unzipped it. Seeing a woman inside, he grabbed her by the hair and brutally tossed her to the unforgiving tile floor. She cried and wiggled to break free from the binds that held her limbs together. Thriving on seeing her beg, he dropped onto his knees and turned his head so that he was eye level with her. She was balling her eyes out when he was glaring right into her eyes. He whiffed the scent of her fear devilishly.

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"You brought this shit onto yourself marrying a wuss. Save your tears bitch for someone who gives a fuck because it ain't me." Chuckling at her misery, he dragged her into a janitor closet for safe keeping. What she would be used for would be seen soon enough. He was finished taking care of her and now all he needed was the mail freak.

The beast terror returned to the training room seeing the mail fuck was unconscious. Glaring at Bora, his eyes flickered a blood red. This was the android killer's way of saying "good job."

"Is this him?" Seeing how his girl was shaken by the man's appearance, it was a done deal.

"Be a good girl. Leave" He was in a dark place sounding demonic when he told her to go. Nudging his head at Chi to the door, she walked out knowing what they talked about and knowing where she had to be.

Seeing her leave the room and sensing her away, he let himself fall into the terror fuckers didn't want seeing.

"Grab him, tie him." He demanded chillingly.

Paul took the unconscious man and lifted the dead weight onto the chair. Having done this before, the toughest in the universe didn't take long in securing the punk into the chair with barbwire The boss man preferred barbwire because once the punk ass woke up it would dig into his skin causing pain. Finishing his job, he stood back with Bora.

"You found him fast. Not bad for a young buck. Shits about to go down." Knowing this would be a first time for Bora, he didn't know how the kid was going to handle it.


The terror tauntingly walked around the chicken wuss tied to a chair like a predator stalking its prey eying every inch he was about to wreck. The freak was knocked out, but not for long. Not putting all his strength because he could kill the fuck with ease if he wanted, he back handed bitch slapped the man awake. The man's lip was busted open by the blow.

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"Rise and shine mother fucker. Welcome to hell." Chuckling unhinged, he wanted to send a sickening, tyrannical terror feeling into his victim just before having fun.

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"Chill out about me baby. I'm not up to trouble. I finished getting in trouble remember? Sure babe. I'll be home by supper time. I'm taking care of business. It looks like you'll be getting that machine you wanted like I promised you." The mail man was having a friendly conversation with his wife. He chatted away without a care in the world. His world was about to tumble.

"What the hell?" He was snatched by the back of the head. instinctively, he began to kick and struggle to break free of the vice grip that had him.

"HELP!" The taxi driver cursed, but did not try to do anything for the mail man. Desperately, the mail man's fingers ripped into the seats in the attempt to save himself from whatever monster had him. His phone was dropped the second he was torn from the vehicle with savagery. He fought with what he had since he was a trained mercenary. Reaching into his pocket, he tried to pull out a gun and shoot the guy who had a hold on him. His plan failed. The second he tried to fire a shot his neck was grabbed and the air to his lungs were cut off.

"Fuck you!" He gargled at the man who snatched his neck. Then everything went dark
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Emmie answered her phone immediately knowing the boss didn't like waiting. Whatever he was calling for, it was usually important because

"Hey Gatz! Yes, I got his coordinates right here boss. What do you need?" She rolled in her spinning, office chair to the numerous computer monitors that were available to her. Her fingers rapidly punched in information to retrieve her boss' request.

"You got it. I'll have it to you as soon as possible." Emmie used the tracking device on Bora's phone and the satellites installed by the human scientists to watch the scene unfold. There were cameras installed at every corner of Gatz's Haven which made the city her playground. Her fingers turned a knob that had tone of the camera's close in on Bora's location.

"Alright Bora let's see what you got." She had a front seat to the spectacle. The white haired wonder landed on top of a taxi cab's rooftop like that batman movie she watches weeks prior. As if she were watching an action film, the techno nerd pressed her face into the screen. It did not take long for Bora to take hold of the target that was apparently in the taxi. She questioned humans intelligence at times. Unfortunately, she had no time to dwell on Bora's athletic theatrics.

"Vicious!...Keep him steady Bora......there." She captured a photo of the man's face that Bora had by the neck. The pink android spent no time admiring Bora's handy work. With her boss' impatience, she could not keep him waiting. She scanned the picture into the computer's hardware and the police stations files of war criminals throughout the globe. The advanced network she had at her disposal made it easy to find out who the man was and who his family members were.

"Bingo! So Den Carter has a mate named Seline Carter. They have no children..hm okay." She wrote the information down on a note pad.

"Now I got to send this to the boss." She called him on the phone to give him the news he expected. Once again, she was given an order and one she carried out without question. The Blood Crows had their target and one she figured would be next on the terror's long list of victims.




With every second that past, the Ox Princess feared more for her father's well being. She panted softly against her husband's chest to keep her heart from overworking. She was in Gatz's arms while they waited for Bora to return with the mail man that gave her the envelope of bad news. In the meantime, her thoughts were on the mail man. Who was he? Why did he gave her the envelope? It had to be deliberate. With need for comfort, her cheek brushed against her husband's chest and arm. There was more at stake than her father's life, but the lives of her people too. At the moment, they were dependent on Bora. Bora was on a wild goose chase in a city that was both large and crowded with people. The mail man, despite being vindictive, was like most of the people on Earth. He didn't stick out so she wondered if Bora was capable of finding him. She was hopeful that he could.

[Please hurry Bora!} She thought to herself. Her husband spoke on the phone. With who, she did not know or ask. He seemed busy with his arrangements. A part of her wanted to ask what he planned to do. She was deep in thought, therefore, she paid little attention to his words until the focus was once again on her.

"See you ain't got to worry about a thing. We got the easy stuff. You take care of that baby. Juss worry about taking care of Anju. Boss man, rookie, and me gonna handle it. I'm going to get you that pudding Chi.

"Thank you Paul, but I might have to pass. I don't have an appetite right now." She was nervous and in desperate need to see her father. Her stomach turned with the thought that he was hurt because of her and those delinquents that were after her. The bearded friend did not acknowledge her lack of appetite because he was quick to leave. She did not try to stop him. When he left, she was alone with Gatz. Her fist pressed against her mouth as she studied what he was doing.

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He grabbed a chair and placed it in the middle of the room. She had no knowledge of what torture was. Observantly, she watched what he did and how he did it. Her mind could not wrap around what went on his mind, yet internally it was best she did not find out. Once she heard her husband's voice, she glanced at him with yearning. Her large eyes glimmered with both sadness and anger that this happened.

"You remember that promise you made me? You said you wouldn't interfere when it came to freaks like that beach whale that tried to hurt you and our offspring. Need you to follow that."

He reminded her of the promise she made to him back when she was attacked by that big behind Benny. She looked away for a second when he told her that he wanted her to abide by it. Her stubbornness wanted to come through.

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Her husband's husky tone sounded harsh and creepily dangerous. His rough, cold exterior meant someone would get hurt. Before she could ask him what it was that he planned, Paul entered into the room with news that got her attention. What exactly did Paul mean by target? Was he talking about the mail man? No, Bora hadn't returned and so whatever Paul spoke of was different.

Gatz left the room and Paul approached her with pudding.

"Thank you..." She whispered weakly because she heard someone outside the training room. Shortly, after Gatz had gone, Bora entered and tossed the mail man to the ground. The mail man, who delivered her the ransom letter, lay on the floor unconscious. She gasped at the sight of the man because she was surprised that Bora found him. He found him so quickly.

"I found him.."

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"Bora that is incredible. How did you find him so quickly?" She was stunned by Bora's new talents. Gatz returned and immediately asked her if the man Bora recovered was the mail man that she saw earlier that morning. She did not have to say a word because her timid expression said it all. Instantly, he found out that it was indeed who they were after.

"Is this him? "Be a good girl. Leave"

She was hesitant at first to leave the room, but her husband's heartless demeanor had her pause. Her supple expression fell on the unconscious man who was behind her troubled heart at the moment. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind. Her hand wanted to slap him for the torment he put her through. There was a slight kick to her abdomen and her mind felt faint from the stress. The dizzy spell that grew stronger was if her baby urged her to relax. She took a step towards the mail man as if she wanted to hurt him, yet she refrained from doing it. Since this was about her father's life and she was desperate to know if the photo was real, she walked out of the room. The fate of the man was entirely up to the men in the room.

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Bora managed to find the NRRA bastard in a hour tops. He surprised himself in the matter but he would have to give Emmie some of the credit due to her installing the rather handy mechanical eye. As he walked through the doors of the training facility he announced his return after tossing the unconscious man to the training rooms floor. Chi-chi was there and was somewhat amazed at the speed at which Bora had found the mail man impostor.

"Bora that is incredible. How did you find him so quickly?"

Bora smirked. "A little street smarts and thanks to this.." he pointed to his eye. "It was not that difficult to find the bastard....I've got to give it to Emmie she really does know what she is doing when it comes to putting a person back together. This eye has helped on occasions more than once." he spoke in a passive tone not once taking into account the state of the man he had brought there.

Gatz entered the room spotting the mail man bastard. He glanced at the snow haired android , his eyes flashing a dark crimson. Bora understood this as a way Gatz would say good job. The android terror was not one to use words when it came to giving a complement or congratulate someone. There was subtle ways he would do certain things, that would show his own way of complementing. Wither it be a flash of the eyes a subtle nod or blatantly insulting the person, that was his way.

Chi-chi took her leave after Gatz asked her to. It was a good thing she did as Bora knew that whatever was about to happened was not going to be something any sane person would enjoy watching. Gatz ordered that the man be tied up. Paul quickly went to work, the unconscious idiot was tied to a chair within minutes.

"You found him fast. Not bad for a young buck. Shits about to go down."

"The son of a bitch didn't take his role serious enough. A pink mail man outfit, sitting in a bright yellow cab, even the most oblivious tool could have spotted something suspicious about it. Should have taken it further and made sure he looked the part with a mail trunk...fuckin idiot. And as for an interrogation...I'm not new to it...I've seen my fair share of em and well...lets just say I've seen an interrogation turn into a full blown execution....This fucker is gona get what he deserves. Idiot should have thought about the consequences of the job before signing up." he said with no care of the mans life.

Gatz stepped up to the NRRA bastard and swung a violent backhand across his face causing a cut to form in the mans lip, he did it to wake the the unconscious idiot up.

"Rise and shine mother fucker. Welcome to hell."

Bora crossed his arms over his chest and watched with a blank expression as he knew that a small cut on the mans lip was nothing compared to what he would be enduring for the next few hours.

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"Damn dumbass. He shoulda known he couldn't get away from us. This is the last time this summabitch will be delivering any mail to anyone. Boss man will make sure of it. Just seeing his face makes me want to bash it in." The Toughest in the Universe stood next to Bora and waited for Gatz to take care of business.

There were voices that talked in the room while he was in a state of darkness.

BAM!


Den jolted in the chair when he felt a solid object strike his face. A pinch sensation woke him up. His lip was busted open. Awakening abruptly, he looked around the room until his blurred vision regained focus The room he was in was white with padded walls. He tried to free his arms and legs. His limbs were restrained. Hearing a man say something about being in hell, he set his sights on him. The man was psychotic, but nothing the Red Ribbon hired mercenary couldn't handle. He came to the conclusion that he was about to get tortured or interrogated. This was everyday business for him. He was trained for it.

There were two other men in the room. He immediately recognized one of them as the crazy bastard that caught up to him. He didn't now how the white haired bastard did it. He had a half an hour head start to get out of the city, but the silver haired guy got to him .


"W-what the fuck is this?" He was at first shocked at where he was. Noticing that he was tied up and there were three dudes in the room, it looked like the pregnant bitch got him captured. He began chuckling.

"So she talked huh? Didn't take her long to go running to big daddy did it?" Mocking condescendingly, he smiled. He didn't care what they would do to him.


The terror back handed the freak a second time to get him to shut up especially when the piece of shit was about to talk about his girl. Restraining himself, he could have snapped the fucker's neck off with a back hand, but that would be letting the freak go too easy.

"Shut the fuck up! Did I say you could talk? No, you don't get to talk mother fucker! The only time you talk is when I ask you a question freak." Like the dominant beast he was, he took control of the situation. His demonic eyes resting on his victim. He grabbed a spare chair and slid it in front of the mail man freak he was about to torture both physically and emotionally. He turned the chair so that the back rest of the chair facing the freak.

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Being arrogant, he sat on the chair with his legs apart and his forearms rested on the chair. He wore a devilish smirk upon his face making sure this son of a bitch knew he was dealing with a sadistic psychopath.

Acting tough, Den took another hit. He didn't realize the man in front of him was holding back. He began chuckling because he was conditioned to take torture and not talk.

The android terror chilling glare settled on the freak who thought he had the upper hand right now. He knew all about the red ribbon bastards and how they were trained to withstand torture for themselves. The main problem was the android terror wasn't planning on torturing the bitch fuck in front of him. Wanting to have his fun by seeing the freak writhe in agony, the terror went straight to the point.

"You got two options mother fucker. Talk and die...OR don't talk, I force you to talk, then suffer the worst pain in your life, and then die." Lowering his voice, he pulled the picture from his pocket and stuffed into the fuck's face.

"My girl tells me you gave her this picture. You know anything about who is behind this? " He already knew the freak was going to choose the second option. He was waiting for it.

Den sneered at the guy's attempt to get him to talk.

"You ain't going to get me to rat. Maybe this silver haired bitch might, but not me. You're wasting you breath." He kept his smirk.


Keeping an eerie calmness, the terror asked another question.

"How much they payin?" He had a reason for asking it, but the fuck didn't see it coming as to why.

Den continued smiling.

"One hundred million Zeni. Gonna buy myself a snow cone machine with that." He laughed because he felt like he was already on top even if he was strapped to a chair.

"Your girl is a gold mine" He rubbed it in further.


The terror chuckled maniacally and sarcastically because the freak had no idea what was coming.

"A gold mine? You don't fucking say?" He was pretending that he was liking the response.

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He rubbed his chin as he laughed. His hand ran through his hair slicking it upward. Those who knew him could see he was in a sick, deranged place mentally. Stopping his laughter, he smirked wickedly.

"I wonder if your bitch is worth that much." The terror commented loudly.

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Den stopped laughing immediately when he heard what the mad man said.

"What you say?" He didn't think he heard it right.


Paul repeated what his boss man said.

"He was asking if your girl is worth as much. Dun you hear good?" He elbowed Bora in the ribcage to mess with the punk.

"This summabitch don't hear good." He told Bora.


Den's amusement became dread.

"Don't you dare harm a hair on her head you sick bastard! " He didn't know whether or not the mad man was bluffing, but he couldn't control himself.

The terror stood from the chair backing away because he didn't want the greasy fingered freak touching him. He began mocking him too laughing in the man's face because he wasn't laughing anymore. He kicked the chair to the side.

"Where's your laughter? Did I say something that wasn't funny? " Gatz rubbed it in having a field day.

Paul commented with his boss playing around.

"I thought it was damn funny boss man." He added going along with it making the summabitch feel worse.


The android terror's smirk faded and he leaned over until his cold glare was an inch from the freak's face. Lowering his tone, he sounded emotionless and cruel because he was.

"Do you know who the hell I am? I'm the android terror. You fucked with what's mine and now I'm going to do it back, but the main difference is that I'm a professional. I do it a hell of a lot better than you freak. Got a special delivery for you. I got one hour shipping on it too and didn't even have to ask a pink, bitch fruity freak disguise to get it delivered either. It's called the android terror express. I'mma show you." The terror nudged his head at Bora giving him the go ahead to give the mother fucker a beating.

Den wasn't backing down.

"Fuck you! You're bluffing!" He shouted to convince himself of it.


The android terror smirked because the freak should have known that the ultimate beast didn't bluff. What he said was always what came to pass.

"Take care of this bitch. Make him feel welcomed." Leaving the room, he went to go retrieve the special delivery package while Bora and Paul got to get have their fun.

Den wiggled around in the chair because he didn't like where this was going.

"What he is talking about?" He wanted an answer.


The Toughest in the Universe grabbed the man by his hair and kneed him in the gut as soon as Gatz was out of the room. He didn't like him talking.

"Gonna have to wait to find out. I bet it will be good." He responded with diversion.


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TWC: 6,218
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Chi-chi reached the apartment were it was silent and isolated. She walked to the master bedroom where she was instructed to be when her husband handled business. Quietly, she sat on the edge of the bed. Her hand grasped the purple heart pendant that belonged to her mother. When she did, her long stands of silky, black hair fell along her shoulders. The pendent glowed a light purple when she touched it. It seemed to radiate when she was under stress. At the moment, she was in a nightmare. She worried about her father who was left defenseless and forced to do the worst because of her. A wave of guilt washed over her. If it were not for her or the men after her, then her father would not need to endure the pain he currently was in.

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While she played with her necklace, her eyes closed and she focused on her father's ki. She could not feel it. Try as she may, she could not detect it. The picture was the only proof she had that he was alive. She knew in her heart that he was. It was a feeling that she could not describe. If he were dead, she would have sensed it. Was Torn behind this attack? Did he finally want to make her nightmare reality? Regardless, she felt helpless, but at the same time angry that this happened.

"I'm sorry papa that they did this to you. I don't know why they are after me. I'm not afraid of them going after me, but why must they attack you too? You had nothing to do with this. It's unfair. I will rescue you dad. I will hurt those troublemakers. I'll save you no matter what." Her hand rested on her abdomen. Despite being six months pregnant and the exhaustion apparent from how she breathed, she was still determined. Her determination and ox-like temper fueled her strength. It was a strength that was more than enough to take down a military if need be. In eagerness, she waited for her husband, Bora, and Paul to finish what it was they were doing.

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Bora's blank stare was set on the mail man faker. A loud clap sounded throughout the room as Gatz backhanded the man across the face. A cut immediately opened on his lip, causing him to wake up from his unconscious state.
He had a look of shock on his face as his eyes registered their surroundings when he suddenly started chuckling. The sound of his voice annoyed Bora to the bone. He wanted nothing more than to punch the guys teeth out right then and there.

The prisoner made a comment about Chi-chi running off to Gatz for help. The smile on his ugly face was wiped instantly as Gatz hand went across his face once more. The android Terror took control of the situation by putting the NRRA fucker in his place.

"Shut the fuck up! Did I say you could talk? No, you don't get to talk mother fucker! The only time you talk is when I ask you a question freak."

Bora remained motionless in the background next to Paul as Gatz grabbed a chair and sat across from the NRRA Bastard like a typical villain would. In this case a Villain that would win either way, one that was not to be messed with. Despite this, the punk continued chuckle. It seemed like he had gone under some sort of training for an occasion like this. It did not matter..there was always a way to make a man cave in.

The android terror put the choices in place. Either talk and die or get forced to talk before experiencing the worst pain he could imagine and then die. {Pick wisely you son of a bitch.} Bora thought to himself as Gatz pulled the picture from his pocket and shoved it in the mans face.

"You ain't going to get me to rat. Maybe this silver haired bitch might, but not me. You're wasting you breath."

Bora arms dropped to his sides as he popped is knuckles at hearing the man insult him. {Oooh I am going to have fun getting you to to talk....just you wait.} The android thought to himself as his left eye flashed a bright red at hearing the man insult him.

Gatz continued on to ask another question of how much the guy was making for doing this particular job. One hundred million Zeni was the sum of cash he was to gain from causing Miss Chi-chi sadness. The bastard went so far as to rub it in even more. He still thought that he had the upper hand and laughed in there faces once more.

"I wonder if your bitch is worth that much." Gats said aloud.

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The sound of the NRRA bastards laughing came to an abrupt stop. He immediately asked what Gatz had said as if he did not hear him correctly. Bora smiled sadistically at the mans reaction, knowing Gatz there was no way he would do a half job, he had already found the mans girl. Hell she was probably already in the building.

Paul elbowed Bora in the rib cage as he repeated what Gatz said to the punk, trying to mess with him. Bora decided to mess with him a little as well. " Oh I think he heard correct. So what is it? is she one of those cheap hussies that hang around on the corners? I bet she is isn't she?" He said in a cocky tone trying to piss the guy off.

"Don't you dare harm a hair on her head you sick bastard! "

The android terror kicked the chair to the side causing it to grind across the floor as he laughed in the mans face like a maniac.

"Where's your laughter? Did I say something that wasn't funny? "

"I thought it was damn funny boss man." Paul responded to the bosses comment. Bora chuckled "Oh come now where did all that spunk go?" he commented on the shocked expression on the mans face.

Gatz stared into the man eyes with his own crazed black holes for eyes as he spoke of how he did not require a piece of shit, pink fruity pebble mail man to get a job done right. He did things professionally and from what Bora could tell, it seemed that they would have another visitor joining them soon. The snow haired android eyes narrowed on to the NRRA bastard as Gatz gave him the go ahead to give him a beating.

"Take care of this bitch. Make him feel welcomed."

The NRRA bitch tried to get an answer to what Gatz had said. Paul simply replied by saying that he would have to wait and see, whatever it was it would be good, he said after kneeing him in the stomach.

"You should have thought about the consequences when getting into a job like this..." Bora spoke as he steeped forward clicking his neck. He cocked his left fist back and threw it into the mans stomach with enough force to break a rib.

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The snow haired android stopped and gazed at the man before slowly walking behind him. "Alright...Imma take this time to address what you called me...What was it? A silver haired bitch?...How may letters are there in the word bitch?" Bora didn't really give a shit for the mans answer, ignored the mans response and immediately grabbed onto the mans middle finger. With a violent tug Bora snapped it sideways. "Lets count it out. That was one..." he then snapped his thumb "Two." then his index finger "Three." he paused for a few seconds before snapping his pinky "four...and- what do we have here? is this a wedding ring?" Bora asked with venom in his voice as he looked at the mans ring finger. He was trying his best to mess with the mans head so that he would be slightly more cooperative with Gatz when he came back.

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TWC: 4,663
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"You think you tough, but you ain't. I eat ..." He was smashed in the gut by a vicious knee blow that the bearded man had given him. It knocked the wind out of him, but instead of giving into the pain he chuckled. He wasn't giving these two the satisfaction of seeing him in pain. Thinking whatever the demonic bastard was doing was all a bluff, the red ribbon mercenary didn't give into the pain. He was going to make both of them want to bash his skull in because the end of the day he knew they needed him to talk.

"He don't know where my girl's at. For all he knows, I could be single and ready to fucking mingle with that bitch of his. If she wasn't worth ten million zeni that is. He's bluffin. He's full of shit just like you two." He was acting like a typical bad ass even while tied to a chair. He had no advantage other then the information they wanted from.

The Toughest in the Universe slugged the punk after he insulted Chi. Cracking his knuckles, he let Bora get some hits on him. They were softening him up for the boss' return.

There was another collection added to the cuts that were already on Den's face. He welcomed them. Having been trained in worse conditions than this, using him like a punching bag was nothing. He then came to face with the one who captured him. The one who he insulted right in front of the "boss" man as the bearded bastard liked to talk about.

"Is that all you got? My grammy hits harder than you." He coughed after he was stuck by Paul a second time.

"Got something to say? Don't lecture me. I don't listen to wusses." Den locked eyes with the white haired dude who immediately made his mark. Cringing a the sensation of a crack ribbed, he coughed up blood from the blow. He wasn't going down without giving the silver haired

"It's true. You are a bitch. You gotta hit me while I'm strapped to this chair cuz you know if I wasn't the both of you would get destroyed." He had blood drip out of his mouth and meanwhile the silver haired man walked around the chair with something planned. Feeling his finger get grabbed, he squirmed in his chair. He wasn't ready when his fingers were snapped one by one with each break causing him unbelievable pain.

"You son of AAAAAAAAAAAGH" Den's anguished yells echoed throughout the hallways and the vents. The sound was like a slaughter house of baby pigs being massacred all at once.

"Fuck you..all of you!" He groaned and sucked in air like he was in need of oxygen. The pain going through his body he was taking it, but it was brutal. They weren't going to get him to talk. Having been through worse, he was still sitting in the chair unaware that these men were toying with him.

"I told you I ain't gonna talk." He spat out blood. He was already a mess and the torture had just begun. Looking down at the ground, he tried to get a breather and remembered his training. The pain going through his body was temporary.


Paul looked on smugly.

"I think yer package is here. Wonder what it could be?" The Toughest in the Universe turned and saw the boss man return with a body bag that was dragged across the ground in a careless manner. One couldn't tell that there was a human person inside of it with how rough the terror handled it. He heard muffled screams inside of it.

Gatz returned and this time he wasn't alone.

"Music to my fucking ears.." The terror laughed chillingly when he entered into the room with a body bag that had the mail freak's girl inside.

Peering up, Den heard muffled yells in the body bag. He didn't know what was going on, but he kept silent.

The muffled sounds were giving the terror chills of pleasure.

"Shut the hell up!" The terror kicked the body bag with the girl inside causing a louder, more distorted shriek to sound from it. Keeping a smirk while looking down at the body bag and then up at the piece of garbage sitting in the chair, the killer android gave the fuck one last chance.

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"Ready to talk?" His intense glare keeping on the mail fuck and waiting for an answer.

Den was still trying to be the tough guy.

"Kicking a damn bag doesn't scare me." He was still not giving him.


Not liking the answer, the terror unzipped the bag, yanked the girl by the hair, and tossed her barbarically into the floor in front of the freak's feet. He stepped onto her lower back in a dominant way letting the fuck know that he would end her life. He was a heartless, cold, and ruthless killer that nobody messed with.

"I'll snap her fucking neck, and I'll do it with a big smile on my face." He snarled wickedly.

Den's world shook apart. How did they find her? She was supposed to be well protected by the RRA. His eyes were already beginning to tear, but he shouted at them all like they were the blame for this.

"SELINE! YOU SON OF A BITCH! CURSE YOU ALL! He bellowed when he saw the psychopath toss his wife out of the body bag and onto the floor in front of the chair. Her nostrils were already bloodied from how hard the crazed bastard kicked the bag. She kicked and screamed. Having her mouth taped, she wasn't able to communicate.

"Let her go!" His face turned pale seeing the psychopath's foot on his wife's spine. He was already beginning to tear. Fighting against the straps, he couldn't break free to save her.


Gatz chuckled sadistically and mockingly at the man's agony.

"YOU KNOW ! " He turned to Paul and Bora who he was including in the action while he had his foot on the girl's lower spine. She was squirming and begging not to die.

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"The Red Ribbon freaks trained you to get your ass kicked and beaten like a worthless tool, but did they do the same to her? I want to find out. I want to see how easy I can break her bones. Since you don't want to talk, maybe I should get it out of her. She might give me some answers after she finds out that you're a piece of trash, but I got to say she is just as bad for mating with a cockroach wuss bitch." He ripped the tape off her face. She howled causing the terror to laugh louder. His sinister laughter showing the truth of his distorted personality when he didn't have a conscience keeping it at bay.

Den paid no attention to what the bastard lunatic was saying. He was trying to keep his wife from suffering. Being in a defenseless position, the man was at his breaking point.

"Seline it will all be okay! Don't give that bad bastard anything!" He instructed her trying to keep her from stressing further.

The android terror tilted his head removing his foot on the girl's spine. He crouched to her eye level as the freak was doing his best to keep her crying. He was only making it worse. The more fear the girl gave off the more the terror wanted to pick her apart like vulture tearing flesh off its victims.

"I'm as bad as they fucking come. Your piece of shit messed with the ultimate beast today, and you're going to pay for it. It's what that love shit is all about." Sounding reassuring in a sick way, he smirked at Bora and Paul. He was having too much fun.

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TWC: 7,608
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"Oh my goodness...what was that sound? It almost sounded like someone was in trouble or very hurt. Ugh, I hate this." The Ox Princess stood from the bed when she heard a faint, chilling shriek sound from the vent. Her hand covered her mouth at the noise because it was one that longed for salvation. She struggled with her promise that he kept to Gatz about interfering in business moments such as these. Closing her eyes, she whispered to herself that what went on below was for her dad.

{I have to stay here or else we might not find any information about my father. I know Gatz will get through to the mail man. I have to have faith. He knows how to deal with delinquents like these.} Her thoughts were to keep her righteousness from getting in the way of what had to be done. If she stepped in to save the mail man, he would in a heart beat turn on her and risk her father's safety. For the first time, the Ox Princess did not let her good heart cloud her judgement. With her hand on her abdomen, she sat back on the bed and grabbed an mp3 player that her husband purchased for her in moments like these.

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{Your dad will take care of him. Bora and Paul will help him too. Right Anju?} She thought positive to keep her infectious nervousness from spreading to her baby too. For now, she was forced to wait and be the strong woman she was.




Seline's world broke apart with every passing second. In an instant, wife was ripped from her home, tossed in a body bag like a road killed animal, and thrown around like she meant nothing. Her only purpose was to be used as a bargaining chip. She had a feeling that her husband was in trouble the second the mad gang broke into her apartment. This was what she feared would happen. Unfortunately, she was neither strong enough or able enough to leave the man who had put her in this situation.

Her mouth was covered. Her attempts to cry and call for help were drowned by the blockade that kept her mouth shut. The man's eyes that looked down upon her were those of a feral beast. She was afraid, yet there was no one who tried to help her. As she was tossed into the floor in the lobby, the workers turned a blind eye to her suffering. Who was the man that glared down at her? What did he want from her? With her mouth taped, she could not beg him to let her go. Instead, she was at the mercy of his calling.

There was a moment she was in total darkness. She kicked, wiggled, shook, and squirmed to break free from the shackles that kept her limbs together. Try as she may, she could not break free. She was abused and hit with a solid object that felt more like steel than a man's foot. Her nose was broken the second she was struck. Being in the bag, she only saw darkness and could on await her fate. Eventually, the only light that she saw was the one of her husband strapped into a chair and two other men were as frightening as the one who had his foot on her lower back.

She cringed when the savage man tore the tape off her lips, and then lowered himself to her. It was those eyes again. The eyes of a sinister demon that wanted to suck the life out of her. There were more tears that streamed down her face. Was she going to die?

"W-what did you do Den?" This was her first response to the tied man who promised her he would not cause trouble anymore. He tried keep her calm, but she was hysterical. There was nothing to be relaxed about.

"WHAT DID YOU DO DEN? I thought you said you were done with this life!" She yelled with vigor because she wanted an answer. If these men were violent enough to hurt her, he must have done something that was stupid and reckless. Sadly, her request to know what he had done would not be from her husband's lips. She was silenced again when the loon demon lowered his face to her's. He mocked her tears. He was cold. His monotonic voice caused her hairs on her body to stick on end. If she were to beg for mercy, it would not be from the man in front of her. In desperation, she looked to the other two who were frightening, but their vibes were warmer.

"P-please! T-there has to be a mistake! He said he was done with this life. Whatever he did, he didn't mean it. " Her teary eyes met with the silver haired man's and then with the bearded one. She begged through her teeth. Sobbing with hope that they would listen, she didn't know how far all of them were willing to go to make sure her husband got the lesson learned. Despite the man's shortcomings, she loved her husband. It was why she hadn't left him even with his tendency to do bad. She blinded herself to it.

"Please...I'll take him home with me and you'll never see us again." She beckoned for them to reconsider what they were about to do.


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