A Child of a CRACKHEAD II (25 page)

“God please bring us out of this safe. Let your hands and love protect us out of this safely.

And forgive us for any sins we may make along the way. Amen,” Envy said then Michael phone rang.

He answered it, “Yeah, who is this?”

“It’s me; Junior and you’re heading the wrong way boy. I don’t want you to go to the warehouse. Get on the FDR and head upstate,”

Black Ice stated.

“But, how you know which way I’m going?” Michael asked.

“Boy, I’m always watching you in some ways,” Black Ice said and the phone went dead.

“He’s watching us somehow, Envy. He said to drive upstate.”

“But Michael, what about the cops you have waiting at the warehouse? They can’t help us if they’re still watching it,” Envy replied.

“You right, but now we need to move and do what he says for now,” Michael replied as he started to back up the car and pulled off. He dialed Detective Roy’s number.

“What the fuck is taking you so long, Michael? The SWAT team and I are ready to go.”

“Detective Roy stop yelling and there’s been a change of plans. Black Ice isn’t in that warehouse. He knew we’d be coming. I think it’s a trap and he told me to drive upstate. So, that’s what I’m doing, but going to need back up,” Michael replied.

“You’re fucking lying. You’re trying to protect that piece of shit of a father of yours. We’re going in even if you’re not here,” Detective Roy shouted into the phone and hung up then shouted in the radio, “Move in, move in now.”

The SWAT team jumped out of the truck and vans and rushed into the warehouse. “No one is keeping me away from Black Ice,” Detective Roy said as he jumped out of his car and followed the SWAT team with his gun drawn. There were more than forty members of the SWAT team now in the warehouse. The first door they kicked open to find nothing in it. The next door, they found twenty women chained to a wall. “Unchain these women and get them out of here,” Detective Roy ordered as he left the room. He could see four men dressed in black place something on the floor and run upstairs.

“We have movement. Four suspects going up the stairs all teams move in,” he yelled into the radio and followed the henchmen with the SWAT team by his side. When he got to the second floor, a henchman noticed him and the SWAT team and turned around and fired.

“Oh shit, the cops are here,” a bullet crashed into one of the SWAT team members as Detective Roy dove to the ground and fired. Bullets ripped through the henchman’s chest. The other four henchmen didn’t have time to fire as fifteen SWAT

members opened up with machine guns sending a hail of bullets ripping through their bodies. “Check the rest of the floors and keep your eyes open.

There’s got to be more of them here and Black Ice,”

Detective Roy said as he walked over to the four dead henchmen. “Hmm, I wonder what they were doing?” he said out loud to himself as he bent over and looked into a bag one of the henchmen was carrying and opened it. Detective Roy’s eyes grew wide as he looked in and seen thirty digital clock bombs. “Oh shit, that’s what they were doing?” he said as he realized the henchmen were setting bombs through the whole warehouse. He looked around and could see the small bombs in every corner then he looked back. The clock on them that was counting down from ten, “The place is going to blow. There’s bombs everywhere,” he yelled as he stood up and seen the SWAT team run for the stairs.

“I’m not going to make it,” Detective Roy yelled as he looked at the digital clock one more time that was counting down from two now. He seen a window and ran through it as the warehouse exploded. He fell from the second floor on top of a car as the building came down killing all of the SWAT team and women still inside. Detective Roy looked at the building go up in flames before he passed out from pain.

Michael did what Black Ice told him to and drove to a small town called, Rochester, upstate. It took him an hour and a half to get there. They pulled up in front of a house in the middle of nowhere to see Black Ice standing at the front door with a shotgun in his hand and five henchmen by his side. “Envy, Tiffany, are you two ready for this?” Michael asked.

“Yeah,” Envy replied.

“No, not really, but it have to be done. I’m scared as hell,” Tiffany replied.

“Don’t worry, I swear, I won’t leave this place until my father’s dead. I want you and Envy to stay by the car if things go bad the two of you take off and don’t worry about me and remember the plan. When we’re about to make the trade that’s when we attack,” Michael stated.

“Okay, but I’m not staying by no damn car.

I’m going to be by your side like a real woman, Michael,” Envy replied.

“I don’t have time to fight with you, Envy.”

“Good then don’t,” Envy said as she jumped out of the car and Michael shook his head and did the same. Tiffany was the last one out. She stood by the car with the Mp5 9 mm machine gun in her hand shaking as Envy and Michael walked towards Black Ice and his men.

“It took you long enough, boy, and I see you brought my bitch and yours as well,” Black Ice said with a smirk on his face.

Michael stared. It was the first time he laid eyes on his father in years. Flashbacks of him beating his mother and him almost till death ran through his mind wildly. “I’m not scared of you and I never was and I see you’re not a skinny ass crack head,” Michael shouted back.

Black Ice laughed, “HA HA HA HA, you should know better Junior, you’re my son. I’ve been waiting for you and getting myself ready for this day. It’s either you be like me and help me take over everything we can get our hands on or you’ll die.”

“I’ll never be like you,” Michael shouted back as he squeezed the grip on his Mp5 9 mm tighter.

“Boy, who are you fooling? I know more about you than you do. Your first killing was that kid Razor. Who you think set that up? He works for me and was ordered to give your mother free crack. I wanted to see if you had it in you and you did and the world may not know about your little collections of body parts, but I do. Did you forget who gave you that house? There’s always a way for me to get into it. Yes, my son you’re just like me.

So, turn over the bitch and let us cause pain to this fucking weak world together.”

“I’m not like you and never will be. I’m better and where’s Mike?” Michael shouted back.

“Okay, have it your way boy. There’s always another to replace you. Bring the boy out,”

Black Ice ordered to one of the men. The man returned with Mike by his side. Mike looked confused as he looked at Michael and Envy then Black Ice. He wanted to ask what was going on, but knew better than that. Black Ice would smack him. “Let’s make the trade and get this shit over with. Bring me Tiffany,” Black Ice yelled.

“No, we have them walk to us at the same time,” Michael replied.

“But, I don’t want to go,” Mike said as he looked up at Black Ice.

“Boy, just walk and do as I say. You’re not weak are you?”

Mike shook his head no and began to walk and Tiffany did the same the whole time praying in her head. Michael looked at Black Ice with hate in his eyes then looked at Envy from the corner of his eyes. Mike was now close enough for her to grab.

The only problem Tiffany was just as close to Black Ice’s men.

“Now,” Michael screamed as he squeezed the trigger aiming at Black Ice. A hail of bullets went flying out of the machine guns. Black Ice jumped out of the way and pumped the shotgun sending bullets flying. Michael ran across the front yard while shooting. A hail of bullets ripped through one of the henchmen’s face. Envy grabbed Mike by the arm and pushed him to the ground as she aimed and fired at the two henchmen running towards her. Bullets slammed into their thighs and knees making them fall face first as she aimed for their head making it explode and send brain tissue and bone fragments flying everywhere. Tiffany had pulled the gun out from behind her back when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her neck. She tried to break free as another henchman ran towards her.

She squeezed the trigger sending bullets flying wild.

Bullets filled the henchman’s lungs and tossed him back, “Get off of me,” she yelled as she still tried to break free of the man’s choke hold, but had no luck.

She passed out from the loss of oxygen and her body went limp.

Michael looked to see a henchman dragging Tiffany’s body and aimed at his back then fired. A spray of bullets hit the henchmen in the back of his neck instantly severing his spinal cord killing him.

Michael ducked behind a tree as bullets wisped pass his head.

“Evil, have you gone soft? Let’s put the guns down and fight like men, boy. I know you have a machete on you, HA HA HA, you’re just like me,” Black Ice yelled as he ducked and continued to send shots at Michael.

“Come on Mike, we have to get Tiffany and get to the car,” Envy said while trying to pull Mike and noticed all Black Ice’s henchmen were dead.

“No, I don’t want to go Envy. I want to stay,” Mike replied while pulling away from her.

“Boy, have you lost your mind? We don’t have time for this. Let’s go!”

“No, I’m not going. I’m staying with my father,” Envy’s jaw dropped. ‘Shit, he knew Black Ice is his father, but how and do he know everything. Did he know that Black Ice killed his mother?’ She was about to say something when she noticed Michael dropped his gun and ripped off his shirt. Then pulled out his machete from its holster and Black Ice did the same. Both men stood there with tank tops on and machetes in their hands. You could clearly see they were related. Their muscles popping out their arms and their bodies glistened in sweat.

“Michael, don’t fight him. Shoot his ass.

What are you doing?” Envy yelled.

“Stay out of this, Envy. This is between me and him just get out of here,” Michael shouted back as Black Ice stood one foot in front of him.

“Yeah bitch, stay out of this. This is between me and Evil here. Right boy? I know you’d fight if I called you out. I know every move you’re going to make. You think I didn’t know that cops would be at my warehouse in the morning?”

Black Ice said then smirked. “I had my men relocate and set the place to blow. So, now every police officer that went in there is dead with about twenty crack head bitches,” Black Ice said.

“Shut up,” Michael yelled and swung his machete at Black Ice’s head.

Black Ice blocked it with his then swung back. “You hit like your mother, boy. Show me why they call you Evil,” Black Ice screamed as he swung the machete at Michael’s stomach.

Michael jumped back just in time and flashbacks of his mother crying played in his head and he began to swing the machete faster and wilder. “Good boy, show me the demon in you,”

Black Ice said while blocking every hit. Michael spun around in a full circle and the blade cut a large piece of Black Ice’s arm. Michael stopped as he seen the blood gush out. Black Ice held his arm and his face balled up with anger. “I see I need to stop playing with your ass.” He kicked Michael in the stomach and began to swing the machete with all his might. Michael slumped backwards from blocking the powerful blows. “You’re just like your mother weak.” Michael sent an open strive and he bent low and sliced Black Ice’s thigh. Black Ice hopped backwards.

“If my mother was so weak, how you get that long ass scar on your face? I’m better than you in every way, a better man and killer,” Michael shouted and swung again, but missed.

Black Ice punched him in the nose making him close his eyes for a second. When he opened them, he felt the blade rip through his shoulder and stick out from the back of it. Black Ice pulled the blade out and Michael howled in pain. “You can never be a better killer than me boy,” Black Ice said then swung again.

Envy watched in horror as Black Ice and Michael went blow for blow stabbing and cutting each other and didn’t know what to do. She looked over at Tiffany who was still passed out and Mike who was stuck looking at the fight like her.

Michael saw another opening to strike while he was blocking Black Ice blows. He screamed and in one swift moved stuck the blade into Black Ice’s stomach pushing the blade all the way through coming out of his back. Michael stood face to face with Black Ice. “I got you motherfucker.”

Black Ice smiled as blood dripped out of the side of his mouth. “I got you too, boy.”

Michael’s eyebrows rose as he looked down and could see that Black Ice had stuck him in the stomach as well and was still pushing the blade deeper in. Michael and Black Ice pulled away and stumbled backwards. Michael fell to the ground holding his stomach.

Black Ice smiled and stood over him raising the machete high. “Bye my son, you were too fucking weak.”

“No bye, asshole,” Michael shouted as he pulled out a luger 9 mm from the back of his waistband and fired two bullets that crashed into Black Ice’s chest making his body jerk and drop the machete in his hand. The next bullet slammed into his stomach and came out of his back sending him flying to the ground. Michael stood up and with one hand covering the wound on his stomach. He limped over to Black Ice and aimed the gun to his head. “I told you dad. I’m the better killer,”

Michael said then smiled.

“Finish it punk, no matter what you do.

You’ll always be like me and won’t be able to run from it,” Black Ice said and coughed up blood.

“I’ll make sure you stay dead this time,”

Michael said and started to squeeze the trigger then a loud boom sound went off. A bullet tore through Michael’s head causing him to drop the gun. He tried to turn around to see where it came from when a bullet hit him in the shoulder, then in his rib cage, piercing his lung. He fell a few feet from Black Ice holding his rib and stomach as Mike stood over him pointing a smoking sub nose 3.8 revolver.

“I won’t let you kill my father, Michael.

He’s all I have,” Mike said pointing the gun at Michael’s head.

Black Ice rolled over and smiled as blood oozed out of his wounds. “Shoot him, kill him boy, and show me you’re not weak,” Black Ice said as he coughed up more blood.

“I’m your bro…” Michael said, but was unable to talk and breathe at the same time.

Envy couldn’t believe her eyes. Then she remembered Michael’s mother’s words saying how Mike would bring them great pain and he was more like his father. “No, I got to stop this,” she said to herself and pulled out a baby 9 mm and stood a few feet from Mike, Michael, and Black Ice. “Mike, what are you doing? We’re family. Michael loves you. I love you. Put the gun down,” Envy said.