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Crashed

The Truth Is Presented In Horrible Fashion

I awoke the next morning remembering the events of yesterday. I got up from my bed and decided it would be a good time to train a little and get my mind back on track. I went into the bathroom taking some clothes with me and got into the shower to wash off yesterday’s grime. I dried myself off and put on the clothes and placed my dirty ones into a laundry basket and exited my room. I went down the hallway upstairs and knocked on Shadow’s office door.

“Come in.” Shadows said and I opened the door and came in shutting the door behind me.

“I just came in for my insulin.” I said going over to the little fridge across the room and grabbing the bottle before closing the door. I grabbed a needle from the box on top of it and did my daily injection. I put the bottle back into the fridge and threw the needle away.

“Jaylee before you leave we need to talk.”

“What about?” I asked sitting down in the chair.

“The events that happened yesterday.”

“What about it?” I asked again.

“The men who were following you and Jimmy and shot at you were men who work for Jacoby Shadixx, the leader of Papa Roach. They were the ones who killed your mother.”

“Who is he?” I asked curiously.

“He’s a ruthless killer with a gang to match. He’s more sadistic than we are and that’s says something. When he takes someone prisoner, they either die by his hand or kept for long period and given no food or water for days. He shows no mercy to anyone except the members that obey him.”

“Do you know why he killed my mother?” I asked sitting back in my seat.

“He wanted her for information about the business we do. You see your mother was our arms dealer and she got us all kinds of weapons and the money we have today. She was also involved in a few killings we did. He captured her on her way home and since she wouldn’t tell him what our next move was he killed her and made it look like she slit her own wrists and bled to death.”

“And he wants me because he thinks that maybe mom might have told me something about what was going on here?” I asked and he nodded.

“Exactly. That’s why your mother asked me to protect you.” I nodded my head in understanding.

“So what happens now?” I asked looking down.

“You won’t be leaving this house without the escort of at least me and Syn or security. I have instructed Syn to take you down to the basement to see where you are on how you fight and shoot.” I nodded and he went back to doing work on his computer. I got up from my seat and left the office shutting the door.

I went downstairs where Syn was waiting and I followed him down to the basement and into a room where there were several men standing.

“Shads will be watching you fight on the surveillance camera. The men here are for you to fight.” I nodded and Syn put me into the cage and each man stood there.

“First one at a time and then we’ll see how you do on gang attacks. Are you ready?”

“Bring it.” I said getting into a fighting stance.

“Fight!” The first man came charging at me and I easily took him down where he stayed down. I wasn’t going to kill any of these men because they didn’t deserve to die. The second man walked around me and I stood my ground.

He reared back a fist and jabbed at me but missed and I got several shots into his ribs and then one good martial arts crescent kick to the side of his head knocking him out cold. The third man came at me with martial arts kicks and I blocked each of them before taking him down with an arm bar and slamming my leg hard down on his chest. The last man was the biggest and looked the toughest. He came over and towered over me and I looked right up into his smirking face. He quickly picked me up by the throat squeezing me and cutting off my oxygen. I clapped my hands on the side of his head and he dropped me to the floor. I gave him 3 good round house kicks to the skull before he finally stayed down. I looked around with my fists balled up and close to my chest waiting for something to happen.

“Now for something a little harder. A gang attack.”

“Bring it on Syn.” I said calmly. All the men were back to their feet.

“Fight!” Syn yelled and they all came towards me at once. I threw punch after punch at all the men and all but the tall man backed away holding their noses. He grabbed my arms and put them behind my back and held my tightly.

The group of people came back over to me and I jumped up making my head come in contact with the tall man’s jaw making him let me go and I round housed all 3 men making them fall to the ground. The big man was bent over hold his jaw and I gave him a hard right fist to the jaw knocking him out. I backed away from the men that started getting to their feet holding various parts of their bodies. I heard Syn’s clapping.

“Good job Jay. Your certainly are a good fighter. Now let’s see how you can handle a firearm.” He said opening the cage door and I walked out and followed him into another room. He took several weapons from the wall and set them down on a table and loading them. He handed me a 9MM Beretta.

“Take aim and then pull the trigger and make sure to empty the clip.” I nodded and put on some ear protection and protective glasses before taking aim and shooting each round until the clip was empty. Syn pushed a button making the target I had shot at come towards us. He pulled the sheet of paper off of the clip and looked at the smiley face I had shot into the chest of the figure on the paper.

“That’s very funny.” Syn said shaking his head and laughing. I smirked and just shrugged my shoulders. He went back over and grabbed a rifle with a scope on it and loaded it.

“Do you know what weapon this is?”

“It is a .22 Caliber Sniper Rifle.” I said as he handed it to me.

“You know guns?”

“Yeah my dad taught me a little bit about guns.” I said shrugging again.

“Take aim and then fire.” I placed the butt of the gun against my shoulder. I aimed my sights on the head of my target and squeezed the trigger. I did that until all 10 rounds were gone. Syn took my weapon and pressed the button once again and the sheet came towards us. He plucked it off the clip and seen the 10 rounds I put into the head.

“Nice shooting. Now let’s see what you do with our most powerful weapon.” I nodded and he laid the weapon down before taking us outside. Shadows was standing beside the table putting a round into the gun that sat on the table.

“Shads what are you doing out here man? I thought you had some business calls to make.”

“I was watching her on camera and seen how great of a shot she was and I thought I would come out here and see it in person.” Shadows said smiling.

“Since you know a lot about guns what it this one?” I picked up one of the rounds and looked over it.

“It’s a .50 Caliber BMG based on a World War 1 anti-tank cartridge. This bullet is custom cast with solid bronze.” I said placing the bullet back down on the table in front of me.

“I’m impressed. Now your target is 100 yards away. It’s the same car that followed you yesterday. Take your position and blow that son of a bitch up.” Shadows said stepping away and putting in some ear plugs. I did the same and sat down on the chair making sure my feet were planted firmly to the ground and picking it the weapon and taking aim at were the gas tank is.

I squeezed the trigger and the force of the shot moved me back but my aim was dead on. I watched as the car exploded and burst into flames. I laid the gun back on the table taking the plugs out of ears and seeing the amazement on both Syn and Shadows’ faces as they looked at each other.

“My father wasn’t kidding when he said I had sniper like abilities.” I said standing to my feet.

“I must say I am very impressed by your marksmanship and knowledge of weaponry. Let’s get back in the house and have a nice and quiet day. I’ll be in my office if anyone needs me.” Shadows said before going back into the mansion. Syn and I followed right behind and I could smell food being cooked and it made me hungry. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a soda from the fridge.

“What’s for dinner?” I asked Rylyn as I stood beside her.

“Vengeance wanted something Italian tonight so I’m fixing a pasta dish.”

“It smells delicious.” I complemented.

“Thank you.” I left the kitchen and went into the living room where Jimmy was watching TV. I sat down beside him and watched the baseball game he had on. Today wasn’t as stressful as I thought it would be but at least Shadows told me the truth about what happened to my mom and who was responsible for her death. I swear on my mother’s grave that I will make sure this Jacoby person gets exactly what he deserves.

Notes

Comments=more updates...

first of all I would like my readers to know that I don't like harsh comments on ANY of my stories and I don't appreciate people who do...If you read a story of mine and you THINK it's similar to another fucking story I don't want to hear it from ANYONE!! I do not steal anyone's ideas on their stories!! So keep your harsh comments to your damn self...This is one reason I came here to posts stories! People on mibba left me comments tell me about similarities and thats the reason I fucking left....

Comments

@ReaperDreams

I read the first chapter and i thought the same, this sounds exactly like 23. I'm not reading the rest. Anyone that wants to read the original should look up 23 and the sequel 24. Can't tell me they don't sound similar.
Deeks27 Deeks27
7/25/13
@I'm Your Apocalypse
I'm not going to get out of this "writing game" as u call it just becuz a few people don't like the way I write. I put that on all my stories for the common respect people on here should have for others writing. I know people who get their stories published get bashed and have criticism all the time but this is a creative writing place for people who want others to see their abilities to write, whether they are good or not.
On that last note, I actually love this story.
If you can not take harsh criticism then you need to get out of the writing game. It is a part of life and you need to take it.
Im sure this isa great story, but I made it to chapter 4 and could not read anymore. I love Jacoby and Papa Roach more than I love A7x, so I had to stop. Sorry. And not to be rude, but its spelled Shaddix not Shadixx.