A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD III (26 page)

“Ugghh!” Black Ice groans as bullets filled him unexpectedly.

Envy held her son close to her breast and covers his ears the best she could as she fires stepping deeper into the dark room. Black Ice’s body violently shakes, jerking and twisting as bullets hits pierce through his liver and lungs.

Lawana stood next to Envy and closed her eyes and fires as well. The bullets slammed all over into his body, then he hurls forward by a shotgun blast to his back, by Rachel, who limps over to his body along with Michael, Mike and Envy.

Soon everybody surrounded him. He was still moving even though he was filled with holes and a pool of blood pouring out of him.

“You wanted your whole family together so now you got it, you bastard!” Michael shouted.

“You can’t kill me, not even my own family can stop me. No one can kill the devil.”

Before he finishes his sentence Michael had picked up his machete and swung.

“Ewwww!” The women scream and close their eyes as half of Black Ice’s neck splits open.

Michael chops four hard times until Black Ice’s head was completely detached from Black Ice’s body.

He grabs Black Ice’s shirt off the floor and wraps his head in it then passes it to Mike.

“Come on, we got to get out of here now!”

Michael yelled as he picked up his mother into his arms then they all look back at the hyenas eating Death’s dead body, but left Black Ice’s body alone.

All of them ran down the hallway as fast as they could, passing the hyenas and the ones outside. Michael turns his head to see Sergeant Justin running beside them in the woods, holding a sixteen year old Caucasian girl.

Hyenas were chasing them.

“Hurry to the boats!”

They reached the boats. Michael started the engine and pulls off, with the boat Tiwan and his men had come in, filled with women. With one woman driving the other boat they came in, following them.

“Wait! Wait! What about my daughter?” Tiffany asks as she sits bleeding on the floor.

“She wasn’t in there Tiffany I’m sorry.” Envy replied.

“Nooo! We can’t leave without her we have to go back for my baby.” Tiffany said as she stood up on her good leg.

‘Boom!’ ‘Boom!’

The Coca Cola factory exploded three times.

The blast rocks the boats and sent Tiffany and a few other women flying to the floor.

“Nooo! Nooo! Not my baby!” She screams and cried.

The sound of police boats and fire boats could be heard coming.

“Tiffany your baby wasn’t in there, but we will find her.” Michael said reinsuring her.

She just held Star's daughter and continues to cry.

“So Sergeant Justin did you find what you was looking for? Michael asks while driving the boat.

“No I didn’t find the machine, but I found the coast guards daughter. How did you make out?”

Sergeant Justin replied.

“Well, my father won’t be a problem for you or anyone else in the world, no more.” Michael said.

“Thank you Jesus the devil has fallen.” Rachel begins to pray.

“Yes it’s finally over.” Michael thought to himself as he stares at the shirt in Mike’s arm that had Black Ice’s head in it.

A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD IV

Coast guard Bill Orell looks at his daughter sleep in the hospital bed. Standing next to him was Sergeant Justin.

“I’d like to thank you for bringing my daughter back to me, she is my world. The doctor said she's pregnant and have five STD’s. She looks so skinny.

There’s no telling what that monster did to her.”

“Don't thank me sir, it was Michael Jr. who found the island that Black Ice was hiding on and he killed him. We found traces of Black Ice’s D.N.A. in the explosion.” Sergeant Justin replied.

“Do you trust him and believe he killed that monster, his own father. He could be just like him.” Bill replied.

“I trust him, if you saw what his family and loved ones went through you would know he's nothing like his father, and yes I seen Black Ice’s head for myself.”

“Okay Sergeant Justin I believe you, but just between us, what was the machine that Black Ice stole?”

Bill asks.

“Okay I’ll bear with you but you can never speak of this. The USA government always fears we will run out of ways to feed the USA population. So for years we’ve been cloning animals for meat. The whole world eats cloned meat and don't know it. It’s perfectly safe but the world doesn't know or is blind to the fact just like the Government wants it to be. The small military research lab Black Ice broke into, main job was to experiment on growing and cloning fully grown healthy animals in the matter of a short time. We couldn't have that machine and equipment in the hands of a psychopath, even knowing he only had enough equipment to only make the machine work once.” Sergeant Justin said.

“Wow so what a psycho like Black Ice could do with that?” Bill asks then an idea came to his mind.

“Can this machine also clone humans?”

Sergeant Justin stood still in a daze, before speaking.

“Yes it can be done, but never has been done that I know of, and besides it will take months to pull that off. He probably killed the two scientists he kidnapped a long time ago, and he's dead now.” Sergeant Justin stated.

Bill Orell looks at him as a sick feeling came in his stomach.

Chapter 2

In an old building in the Bronx, owned by Black Ice he had put in one of his crack-heads name, Tanya rubs her stomach while holding Tiffany’s baby. Months have passed since Black Ice had moved her into this new place and still kept her cut off from the world. She looks at the two scientists, just like Black Ice had ordered her to do.

Three months ago;

“Tanya it’s time.” Dr. Raym said as they pressed a button, releasing all the water out of a clear tank.

Tanya stood up out her chair and walks over to them and smiles as they stared at a naked man with tubes in his body and a scar on his face. His body was pure muscles. He opens his eyes and laughs.

“Hahahaha!” His laughter sent chills down the two scientist spines.

“Lord what have we done?” Dr. Raym mumbled.

Tanya got wet from the fear she felt and couldn't wait to have the man inside her. She looked at Tiffany’s baby in her arms.

“Daddy’s home” She said with a Kool-Aid smile on her face.

Chapter 3

Lawana finally felt safe in her new home in Los Angeles. Michael had helped her get as far away as she wanted from New York City. The farther she got the better she felt. She lay in her bed, in her room rubbing her stomach with the lights on. She was scared to sleep with the lights off. She closed her eyes for a second and dozed off. When she reopened them all of the lights were off. Her room door was opened, when she remembered closing it. She jumped up as she saw a pair of eyes staring at her from her doorway. She reached under her pillow for her gun.

“I miss you my beautiful bitch.” She heard a voice whisper.

Her eyes widened as her body trembled in fear.

She fired into the darkness at the eyes that were watching her.

“It can't be! You're dead! You're dead! We killed you!” She screamed at the top of her lungs as she heard a clicking sound letting her know that her gun had

been emptied.

“Ahhhh! God no! Ahhhh!” She screamed as a strong pair of hands grabbed her ankles and pulled her off of the bed and into the darkness.

“We killed you! You're dead! It can't be!

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BORNBangers

The Pleasure of Pain II

For The Love of My Sisters