Gender: Male Age: 18 Location: Bronx
|Introduction: A hitman wakes up to a new life...|
This is my first story guys so go easy on me. It starts out a bit strange but I promise all will be explained in later chapters. Just hang in there and enjoy the story. There's underage sex in this one so if that's not your thing, move on. I don't want any stupid comments or unnecessary negative votes. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it...
The lights fluttered around him as Benjamin struggled to get a hold of his senses. From what he could see he was at the hospital, and bleeding badly. The deep gash on the right side of his neck wouldn't stop bleeding even though the nurse applied tremendous amount of pressure on it. He barely had the energy to sit up. The nurse quickly told him to lay back down.
"What happened tonight?" he wondered as the doctor stepped into the room. He made out the blurry shape of a tall blonde man in a lab coat stepping towards him.
"Jesus Christ!" He yelled after seeing Ben's injury. He literary jumped back at the sight on his mauled neck.
"What the hell happened to this kid?!"
"I don't know!" the nurse responded shaking from her nerves. She struggled to find the anesthesia.
"I found him crawling up the steps of the hospital. I thought he would've bled out by now!"
The doctor quickly sterilized his hands and slipped on some gloves before getting near the boy. As he reached for the wound Ben quickly grabbed a hold of his wrist. This kid had a vice grip! The doctor yelled out in pain as he yanked his arm trying to escape.
The nurse placed a cloth with a strong disinfectant that weaken Ben instantly. He was distracted by the pain and released the frightened doctor. Ben winced as the potent chemical did its job of clearing out his wound of any bacteria but it still stung like hell. He was instructed to hold the cloth firmly against his neck, and his did just that, despite the pain.
"Doctor we have to sedate him!" her voice rose with every word.
"I know, he'll pass out soon enough. Pass me the shot!" The nurse quickly handed the doctor the syringe on the table. He made sure to check it on last time before driving into Ben's neck and sending the fluid through his bloodstream. Ben felt a slight sting from the needle but quickly started to lose all feeling in his neck, then his arms, and finally his legs. Just before he went completely numb, Ben slipped into a sweet relaxing sleep.
The next morning...
Ben's eyes shot open as he remembered where he was. But why was he at the hospital? He didn't remember anything that happened last night or anything else really. All he remembered was that his name is Benjamin Rosalia, he's sixteen years old and he was attacked the previous night. He tried to get out of bed but couldn't find the strength. He just laid back down as the tears started to form. The pain in his neck was getting worse and he couldn't hold back his tears any longer. He balled his fists into the bed sheets and tried to calm himself. It was all too much.
Just before he broke out crying he heard the nurse's footsteps approaching the door. He waited for what seemed like hours before she stepped through the doorway with a cart. Why did it take her so long to get there?
"Good morning!" she greeted in a giddy tone. She stepped around the bed to open the blinds and let the sunlight in the room. Ben felt something deep in his gut that told him to stop her. So he reached across his bed and and gently squeezed one of her fleshy ass-cheeks. It was the best he could come up with at the moment.
She turned around with more surprise than anger on her face. Her shocked look was replaced with one of concern as she felt the top of his head and checked his temperature.
"Now mind your manners, young man. We wouldn't want people getting the wrong idea about you," she added in a motherly tone. She grabbed a tray from the cart and placed a plate of pancakes, an apple and a glass of orange juice on Ben's lap. He was suddenly overcomed by hunger but not for the food that was laid out in front of him.
He felt a sudden desire for the nurse. The 5'4" blond with the DD breasts and bubble butt. Her body was incredible but it was her face that caught his attention. She had light green eyes and beautiful eyelashes. Something Ben decided he suddenly liked. Her high cheek bones complemented her tiny nose, both covered by freckles. Her skin was almost flawless besides all the little brown dots that covered her neck and other exposed parts of her body. Ben could see a tiny bit of cleavage from her blouse and saw some freckles sprinkled across her perfect mounds.
She noticed him staring and just have him a smile as she walked out of the room. Ben couldn't help but watch as her ass swayed from side to side with every step. He looked at the food on his lap. It looked good but he really wasn't that hungry. He helped himself to the juice instead. He put the tray back on the cart and laid back on his bed still trying to remember what happened to him.
He closed his eyes, but all he saw was himself climbing up the steps to the entrance covered in blood. If it wasn't for the nurse on her smoke break, he would've bled to death on those steps. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember anything about himself. Just his name and age was all that came up.
He finally gave up after twenty minutes of hard thinking and decided to watch TV instead. This wasn't much help, he had no idea what was happening on all those shows. As he flipped through the channels, he passed a news cast with his face on the screen. He quickly clicked back to the channel and turned up the volume.
"Police are still looking for this teenager. Benjamin Rosalia or sometimes referred to as 'The Iceman'. Be warned that despite his youthful appearance this teen is an armed, and dangerous killer who will not hesitate to take your life. A known international assassin, an expert in several types of martial arts and weaponry. Rosalia is known for his infamous killing of the Miklos Oil Company CEO, Vladimir Miklos. Authorities ask that if you see this young man, do not approach him. Contact police right away."
Holy Shit! His heart started to pound like crazy in his chest. Why did the news lady call him an assassin? Why was the police looking for him? And why was he considered armed and dangerous? Did he really kill some CEO of an Oil Company? He shut the TV off and knew he had to get out of the hospital as soon as possible. He had no idea where to go but he felt the drive to avoid the police at all costs.
Just as he began to stand back up the nurse stepped into the room.
"Don't move! Sit back down!" she commanded. Ben looked up to see that she was holding a taser and had it pointed at him.
"Why are police looking for you? Who are you?"
"I don't know! I can't remember! Please, you have to help me get out of the hospital." he spoke for the first time in two days. It was the first time he heard his own voice, it was deep and demanding.
The nurse looked at him from head to toe before she started to shake her head in desperation. She stepped closer and tried to fire the gun but Ben swiftly took it from her hand and had it pointed at her. He grabbed her, pulling her close to him and placed the taser to her neck. Her breathing started to get heavier and heavier until she started to sob.
"Please don't kill me..." she begged between hushed cries. He wouldn't dream of hurting the woman that saved his life, but he couldn't risk getting captured by police either. He let go of her and handed the taser back. She wiped the tears from her reddened cheeks and put the taser into the pocket of her coat.
"You have to help me, please! I don't know why the police are after me." It was his turn to beg. She looked into his big brown eyes and decided she would help this teen in distress. She hated being a nurse. While she took pleasure from helping people, her pay was ridiculously low and the benefits weren't worth the long hours. He dream was to become a model but she never went through with it. The lack of support from her family and friends persuaded her to attend community collage instead.
"Come on, my car is parked outside," she took a hold of his hand and dragged him into the hallway. Just around the corner, he spotted three armed men coming his way. They surely weren't police but meant trouble for him either way. She led him down a staircase that seemed to go on forever. By the time they reached the third floor, he heard the door open and the unmistakeable sound of a rifle being cocked. Shit! Now he really had to make a run for it. They bolted into the parking lot and desperately tried to find her car.
After a moments of searching between isles, she found her blue Camry and took no time in boarding the vehicle. Ben quickly seated himself in the passenger seat. As the nurse reached for her keys, the men kicked down the parking lot door and opened fire on the car. As the bullets rained down on the hood and windshield, the nurse fell out of her seat and into the fetal position. She crawled to the back seat, where she laid down completely on the floor. Ben recovered her keys and started the car. He rapidly backed out of the spot and floored it into drive, driving out of the lot like a maniac.
Ben swerved past all the other cars on the road and headed towards the other end of of town and as far away from the hospital as possible. He had no idea how he knew how to drive but he knew and he was a damn good driver at that. He ignored all the stop signs and surprisingly didn't get pulled over the police in his driving frenzy. He drove as fast as he could and as far as he could to distance himself front those three men.
He completely forgot about the nurse who was probably shitting her pants by now. He pulled over by the train tracks to check up on her. She was still laying on the floor with her eyes closed as she silently prayed for all of this to be over. Ben had to laugh at that, as if god could stop those men from killing both of them.
"Are you okay?" he asked the trembling girl. She peeked up and took a good look around before sitting on the back seat. Before Ben could speak again he was met with a vicious slap across his face. She was red now, not from fear but from anger.
"What kinda deep shit are you in?!" she hissed. Just before he answered, she slapped him again, this time a lot harder.
"You know what? I don't care. You have no right to drag me into it. I'm just a fucking nurse! I didn't ask for any of this... What are we goin-" she was interrupted by an abrupt kiss from Ben. It wasn't just a regular kiss on the lips but a kiss full of passion. A deep, steamy kiss that the young nurse had never had the pleasure of experiencing. She tried to push him off but was not nearly any match from his otherworldly strength. He kissed her deeper and deeper as he pulled her closer to his body. She eventually gave in and started to kiss him back, sharing in the carnal pleasure Ben was having.
Ben had never felt lips softer and plumper that hers, it's like they were hand-made. He sucked on her bottom lip and made sure to nibble on it a bit before finally backing up for air. She didn't want him to stop, her hungry mouth craved more. Ben rewarded her with his tongue probing her warm mouth and exploring her cheeks. She added her own tongue into the kiss then began to lick and suck at Ben's.
They kissed more what seemed like hours before they both reluctantly released themselves from each others grasp. The kissing soon turned into caressing and sucking of her neck. Ben noticed a bright hickey on the left side of her succulent flesh. He fought the urge to kiss her again, he just kissed and licked from her neck, down to her cleavage before taking a soft bite out of her left breast.
She yelped in delight and encouraged him to continue by sticking her chest out to his face. Ben knew this had to wait. He gave her a quick peck on the lips before focusing on the task at hand.
"Please ... You have to tell me where you live," he whispered still a bit out of breath. Her cheeks were bright red and her nipples visibly erect through the thin material of her blouse. She bit her lip as she nodded and moved into the passenger seat.
"Let's switch, I'll drive," she suggested. He knew it was best if he wasn't seen driving after his earlier "struggle". He noticed the windshield had been shattered and cracked to the point it obstructed the driver's vision. With one forceful kick, he ripped the windshield from the front of the car and sent it flying to the tracks nearby.
The drive to the nurse's house was quiet. She actually followed traffic regulations so they didn't attract much attention. The discarded windshield did get them funny looks from people, though. They couldn't help but steal glances at each other. Ben noticed her cheeks were still flushed and her nipples seemed to harden even more. She was caught looking down at the bulge in his shorts but he just gave her a knowing smile before she turned away with embarrassment.
The arrived to the apartment complex forty five minutes later. It seemed like a quiet neighborhood and a bit isolated from the city. Whatever city he was in.
They wasted no time in bolting up the stairs into her apartment. She locked the door behind them and headed straight into her room. Ben took the time to turn off all the lights and lower the shades that covered her flashy windows. He suddenly realized how massive this apartment was, it even had a second floor. There's no way she could pay for this on a nurse's salary. The kitchen was way too modern and the fridge looked extremely futuristic. Not to mention she had leather couches and a giant flat screen TV hung on her wall and hooked up to a bluray sound system.
Ben sat in the big sofa facing the TV and waited for the nurse to clean herself up. He really needed to know her name, it's not like he would be calling her "nurse" the whole time he's there. He took another look around and admired her taste in furniture and how the light-brown paint seemed to put the room together. He laid down on the massive leather couch and unwillingly passed out from exhaustion.
Ben woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon. He sprung up from the couch to see the beautiful nurse with his back to him and enthusiastically frying up some dinner. He took advantage of the situation, as she didn't notice he had woken up. He silently tip-toed his way behind her and took her by surprised, taking one of her massive breasts in each hand. She let out a involuntary moan as he squeezed her soft mounds.
She turned to face him with a huge grin on her face. They locked lips with the same lust and passion they shared in the car. He instinctively grabbed her plump ass and he picked her up then placed her on the counter. Ben continued his onslaught on her lips, neck and the exposed top of her breasts. He couldn't wait to see what she had under that robe.
"What's your name?" he asked between kisses. He heard a soft giggle as he gently bit the sensitive skin of her neck.
"It's Rose," she responded. What a beautiful name. He thought it fit her nicely.
"I'm Ben," he whispered as he undid the strands of her robe. She lustfully dragged her nails across his back as she felt the cool breeze of the night on her warm flesh.
"I know..." was all she managed to say before he undid the last knot and dropped her robe to the ground. There she sat, completely naked, exposed to his hungry eyes. He was right about her freckles. They traveled down to her stomach but seemed to fade out as they reached her pierced navel. He opened her legs slightly to get his first view of her forbidden treasure.
She was shaven clean, just the way he liked it. Not a hair on sight, she was set and ready to devoured by his hungry tongue. Her slightly swollen lips glistened with her anticipation. Her hard little clit poked out from her puffy lips, begging to be sucked and licked. Ben had never seen anything sexier in his life, as far as he can remember. He clearly had to have had another sexual experiences. Where else was all this knowledge coming from?
Ben couldn't believe the sight before him. Her huge DD breasts hung high and mighty waiting to be fondled. The freckles sprinkled across them only added to Ben's desire. Her dollar sized areolas looked edible as she teasingly ran a finger round them. She had a visible vain under her left breast, no surprise there, these things needed all the blood they could get.
Ben slowly began to rub both her nipples between his fingers, drawing some moans from her slightly parted lips. She closed her eyes as he proceeded to cup both breasts in his hands and then take her left nipple into his mouth. She viciously ran her hand through his short brown hair as she felt his warm, wet tongue on her sensitive nipple.
Ben kissed down between her breasts to her stomach and gave her flat tummy another wet kiss before moving down to his goal. He opened her legs even wider and revealed her magnificent pussy lips. They were completely swollen by now but her outer labia was still tucked in, she had one of those youthful looking cunts where the lips didn't didn't just hang loosely. Ben was fascinated by this woman more and more as he got to explore her body. He flicked his tongue over the hood of her clit and sent jolts of pleasure throughout her body. She trembled at his touch.
She wrapped his legs around his head and literary started to fuck his face. Ben responded by licking and sucking faster on her yummy lips and her hard little clit. He eased his tongue inside her for the first time, causing her to jump at the gesture. Ben lapped up all her juices as she pinched and tweaked her sweet little nubs.
He could tell she was close. It only took a few moments of sensuous licking and sucking to drive Rose closer to her orgasm. Ben slipped his tongue from her sweet hole and started to lather her clit with saliva as he inserted to fingers in her drenched slit.
He licked faster and faster, increasing the speed of his finger fucking. Rose never felt so much pleasure at once. Her body ached for release and Ben would be the one to help her do it. Her loud moans and whimpers filled the room, alerting some of her neighbors of her "activities".
She didn't care. She was getting the best head of her life and couldn't stop squirming. Ben withdrew his fingers and sucked then clean before placing both hands on her thighs and focusing on her clit. He licked faster and faster and finally took it into his mouth and have it a good, long suck.
Rose couldn't hold it in anymore. She buckled her hips forward and pushed Ben closer to her crotch as she violently came in his mouth. Ben willingly lapped her nectar as Rose's massive orgasm subsided. After a few twist and turns, Rose was spent. She just came the hardest she's ever had, in her life. Something was different about this boy...
Ben stood to admire his handy work. Rose couldn't find the strength to pick herself up off the counter, she laid there with glossy eyes and flushed cheeks. She couldn't look Ben in the eyes, she was actually embarrassed about cumming in the teen's mouth. He didn't seem to have a problem with it, but she still felt awkward about the whole thing.
Ben eased her feelings a bit with a peck on on the lips before turning to the burnt eggs in the stove. Rose picked up her robe and quickly covered her exposed flesh as Ben threw two more eggs to fry in the pan. She fastened the lash around her waist and looked at Ben's back with astonishment.
"What the hell does he eat?" she thought to herself. Ben's muscular back looked like something out of a fitness magazine, along with the rest of his body. Rose couldn't wait to tear his shirt off and feel his shredded physique.
Ben turned around to fetch the butter but instead was met with Rose's soft lips. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him closer into her embrace. Ben set the spatula down and started to kiss her back with passion. He couldn't believe she was still so horny after having that huge orgasm. Her hands lowered to find his sculpted ass. She couldn't keep herself from groping and squeezing his tight cheeks. Ben jumped at the sensation, it was the first time a woman grabbed his butt. Or was it?
Rose reluctantly broke off the kiss and looked her teen lover in the eyes.
"Do you want me to do you now?" she asked in a hushed tone. Ben's expression said it all. He had no idea what she meant. She sighed before looking at the bulge in his shorts to make her point. Ben just smiled and nodded his head in denial.
Never had Rose ever met the man that has denied a blowjob, especially from her. Maybe she did something wrong. She had been a bit selfish during their brief intimate relations. Maybe she discouraged Ben by neglecting him.
"It's not what you think. Go sit down, I'll finish up soon," he pointed towards the couch.
"Are you sure? I don't mind sucking your co-" Ben cut her off with another kiss and sent her off to the couch with a hard slap on the ass. Rose felt bad about not returning the favor. Maybe she could surprise him later.
Ben took his time in preparing the eggs and bacon into a tasty afternoon meal. It was a bit late for breakfast but they already began to devour the well prepared dish. Ben didn't know he could cook, he didn't know how he could take all the grease out of the eggs and bacon by simply using a napkin. He still had a lot of things to discover about himself.
They spent the rest of the day, snuggling on the couch watching some reality shows on TV. It's not like Ben could focus with Rose fondling his member through his shorts. She messaged him the entire time they watched TV. Even took the time to cup his balls during commercials.
Ben responded by caressing and smelling her hair. It seemed a bit creepy but it something that felt right. Ben couldn't get enough of her intoxicating perfume as he ran his rough hands through her soft blond hair. Rose found comfort in Ben's massaging and added effort into her own.
Just before he thought he would explode, Rose abruptly stopped stroking him and claimed she was feeling sleepy. Ben admitted he could use some rest despite the time being only 8:30. She grabbed a hold off his hand and dragged him upstairs into her bedroom.
This is were Ben drew the line. He refused to sleep in her sleek, well furnished room. He didn't have the heart to kick her out of her bed. He stopped her at the door and suggested he take the couch instead. She laughed at his attempt at chivalry.
"I have a queen sized bed. There's plenty of room," she informed him and opened the doors to her own personal heaven. The room looked even better than the living room. It had the same pain but it was decorated in beige. Every single thing in her room was a creamy light brown. Her massive bed was filled with pillows and cushions that she tossed aside to make room for Ben.
They slipped under the smooth silk covers and went into a spooning position automatically. Ben cradled Rose in his arms as the tiny nurse was nuzzled in his muscular chest. Every thing seemed perfect at that moment. The silence of the house, the faint sound of the air conditioning keeping the room cool. Rose's breathing was what really set Ben off. He felt himself getting harder and harder at the sound of her soft inhaling and exhaling.
"Ben, I want you to know that I'm not some kind of whore. I don't sleep with guys I've just met but I feel really comfortable with you. I'm sorry if I'm being a little forward but I can't hold back my desire for you," she whispered. Ben felt the same way. He's not one to have a one night stand, but something about this hot young nurse got his attention. Just after a few hours with her he was ready to give her the world.
"Rose, I know you're not that type of person and neither am I. Honestly, If I would've seen even an ounce of that in you, I wouldn't be here right now. I want to get to know you better. I know you probably heard horrible things about me but I'm not that person anymore. I hope that you feel the same way about me that I feel about you," he responded honestly. This girl drove him crazy and she knew it. She flashed him a shy smile before laying her head back down to his chest. Ben have her a kiss on the forehead and wished her sweet dreams.
Ben started to slip into his coma-like sleep. A sleep that unlike before revealed his cloudy past. Ben saw flashes of his previous life. He remembered brief moments in his old apartment which he had turned into an armory. Ben stashed all kinds of weapons in his spare room, along with the basement being stacked with money and other resources.
He never did trust any banks. He kept his payments in safes, every time he took someone out, they paid him in cash. Just as Ben started to recall the events before his attack two days before, he started to toss and turn.
Rose woke up to find him covered in sweat and mumbling something about someone named "Nina". Ben continued to toss and turn before waking with a blood-curling scream. He looked around to see he was still safe in Rose's house and laid back down trying not to wake the girl. It was a bit too late, Rose already started to move closer to him.
"Ben! Are you okay?" she whispered wrapping her arms round his waist. She felt him trembling and still sweating uncontrollably. Ben turned to face her and gave her a weak smile before shutting his eyes again. If only she knew the things he had seen in his short life, most people would go insane.
A few moments passed and Ben felt himself staring to relax and fall asleep. He suddenly started to feel a wet and warm sensation between his legs. He opened his eyes to find Rose's face buried between his massive thighs. He felt the unmistakeable feeling of a pair of soft lips wrapped around his cock.
He sat up to get a better look as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. Rose was blowing him! He couldn't find the strength to stop her. His nightmares drained him completely, he laid there and accepted the unwanted pleasure.
The nineteen-year old was a professional. She licked from base to tip before taking his man-meat deep into her mouth. She knew the right to places to lick and the right times to suck, it wasn't some amateur sloppy blowjob one would get from their drunk girlfriend. Rose knew what she was doing, and she took pleasure in pleasing the man who took her to new heights. The person she had met that same day now laid in her bed with his cock free and her lips around it.
With a loud slurp she eased Ben out of her mouth and continued to stroke him with her saliva covered hand. He knew what she was trying to do, it was working to a certain extend but nothing could help him at this point. He was lost to this world, had no idea who he was. No blowjob could get the police off his back, no handjob would clear his criminal record.
"How ya feeling?" she asked innocently and her strokes got faster and her grip tighter. Ben couldn't even open his mouth to answer. He was lost in the pure pleasure of having her tiny hands milked his starved cock. She spit on the tip and made sure to use her tongue to rub it all over the head as her other hand jerked him faster. She even took the time to massage his balls.
Ben knew he was close, even Rose could feel it in his pulse. His throbbing cock was aching for release. She gave it a few more strokes then hungrily shoved his cock down her throat and started to use those tight muscles to milk his rod.
Ben couldn't hold it in any longer. Just the sight of this tiny blond bobbing her head up and down as she took him further and further into her throat drove him mad. Ben came, very hard. He shot three hot streams of cum down Rose's throat, which she happily accepted.
She started to pull him out when he ejaculated again, covering her neck and breasts in his silky cream. Rose did something straight out of a porno, she gathered up all the his cum from her face and licked her hand clean. She sucked all her fingers clean and flashed him a sexy smile.
Ben was about to pass out. That was the hottest thing he had ever seen. All those girls his age looked like little girls compared to Rose. She was only three years older than him but she had so much more experience. She took him by surprise again and went back to his deflating cock as if nothing had happened.
She continued to suck and lick until Ben was at full attention again. She took him whole into her mouth then slowly released him, covered in a long string of saliva. She gave the head one final slurp and tucked his cock back into his boxers. She pulled up his shorts and laid next to him like it was nothing at all.
"Feeling better?" she asked running her spit-covered hand over his chest. Ben just nodded, what else could he say. He buried his fingers in her beautiful blond hair, feeling it's smoothness. He slowed his pace as sleep took over. He gave her a quick peck on the lips and turned over to get some much needed rest...
The next morning...
Ben awoke the next morning feeling strangely relaxed. He had gotten the best blowjob of his life the night before, maybe that helped him get some sleep. He reached out to Rose but found he was alone in the bed. Ben slid under the covers to discover he was completely naked, even his shoes were missing.
He hurried into the bathroom and wrapped himself in a towel. Ben took the time to look at himself in the mirror. He noticed some scars of his chest that he hadn't seen at the hospital. Ben found a spare toothbrush in the medicine cabinet and made sure to brush his teeth. He quickly rinsed all the toothpaste out of his mouth and gave his face a quick wash.
He notice the blood-soaked cloth still taped to his neck. The pain had faded after he left the hospital, maybe it was some type of medication. He knew he shouldn't, but he did anyways. Ben slowed tore off the tape holding the gauss to his neck and revealed that his wound had completely healed!
He placed his hand were the gash used to be and it was completely gone! No scar, no scab. Absolutely no trace that he had ever been wounded. Something was definitely wrong with him. People don't heal injuries over night! Why was he any different?
He focused back on Rose. He decided to look for her downstairs. Maybe she was making breakfast. He held on tight to his towel as he stepped down the cold granite steps leading to the first floor.
He filled his mind his false hope, Rose was no where to be found. He felt he shouldn't worry so much. Maybe she went out to do groceries or run a few errands. Ben still couldn't get the feeling out of his system. He knew that he had been alone for a long time, even though he didn't remember, he felt the loneliness. Having Rose there made him feel like he wasn't so alone, or that he wasn't some kind of freak.
He sat down on the huge leather couch, still warm from the previous night's "cuddling". He turned on the TV and mindlessly flipped through some channels before stopping at the news.
"Police still haven't found Benjamin Rosalia, who was hospitalized for severe neck injuries. He spent the night at the local hospital under the alias of "John Doe" and was said to be seen leaving with a nurse. Police believe he's being pursued by the Russian Mafia who were caught on tape firing at Rosalia's get-away car. The city is now offering a reward of $500,000 to anyone that has information on Rosalia's whereabouts. Police want to remind you not engage the young man and contact authorities right away."
Ben couldn't believe his luck. Now the Russian mafia wants him dead, along with the police hot on his trail. It was only a matter of time before they track the license plate number back to Rose's address. He had to get out of that house, now!
Just as he went began to stand, Ben heard the sound of shattered wood as he turned to see the front door had be rammed down. Ben instinctively flipped the couch over and used it for cover. He slid the heavy sofa towards the kitchen hoping to get near some knives.
Ben could hear footsteps as he approached the granite isle. There was more that one person there, maybe three. He rolled away from the couch and took cover behind counter as he patiently waited for their next move.
He stayed with his back pressed against the wood for what seemed like days before reaching up and grabbing a large steak knife. He tighten his grip on the knife's handle and poked his head out from cover. He saw two armed men, tearing the living room apart. They seemed to be looking for something but he wasn't about to give them the chance to find it. Ben leaped out and subdued one of the distracted mobsters.
He wrapped his forearm around the man's neck and pressed the knife hard against his jugular vein. The man knew that once false move meant all his blood spilled on the floor. He quickly dropped his weapon and cleared his throat alerting his partner of his capture.
The other masked man turned around aiming the rifle at Ben's head. Ben gently slid the knife across his victim's neck for emphasis. He was shaking in Ben's arms.
"What a pussy," Ben thought.
The other man spoke to him but Ben couldn't understand a word he said. Must've been speaking in Russian. Before Ben could open his mouth to answer, he was struck with pistol to back of his head. He dropped to the floor in pain. The bastard must've cracked his head open. Ben could feel his warm blood running through his fingers.
All three men stood over Ben, rifles pointed at the teen in agony. The largest man pulled a pistol from it's holster and shot Ben square in the cheek. Ben felt a sharp sting and quickly pulled out the dart that pierced his cheek. He was grateful it wasn't a bullet.
His head started spinning, his vision was starting to blur. The men spoke but Ben could barely hear them. He was overcome by the strong tranquilizer, and fell unconscious. The dose seemed to be a bit lower than usual, Ben could see that one of the men had picked him up and was now carrying him outside.
Ben could make out the shape of a black van and saw the large side door open and felt himself being tossed into the vehicle. They tied up his hands and feet before putting a bag over his face. It's not like he could see anything anyway.
As the car started to move, the tranquilizer took over. Ben wasn't able to fight it anymore. He wanted to stay awake and fight the mobsters , and find Rose. He struggled to keep his eyes open before his body finally gave into the welcoming sleep.
He had no idea where he was going, no idea of the hell he was about to face...
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