“Someone, grab that fool as well.” He ordered as he continued to drag the dead woman, talking about the henchman he stabbed up, who was still squirming in pain holding his chest and stomach.
Tanya closed her eyes as she felt a man lift her up. Fighting the urge to kick and scream but after what happened to the other lady that thought quickly left her mind as she was tossed into a van on top of another woman and the van pulled off.
A few minutes later it came to a stop where she felt herself being lifted and carried somewhere else. She opened her eyes to see she was on some man’s shoulders being carried and studied the room she was now in. She was now in a building that smelled at first of soda, then a smell that she was familiar with. The smell of crack she knew well because she was a child of a crack head. She had smelled the thick white smoke more times than she can count as a child from her mother always getting high in front of her or in the next room. The best days of her life was when her mother stopped smoking crack and got help. Tanya’s stomach turned in pain from the smell and fear of what would happen to her. She was dropped hard onto the floor in a large room. She dared not to move as she watched the man with the scar on his face take the ladies body with the crow bar still stuck in her head to a large door. He entered the room and then returned. Then he and all his men left the room.
Tanya cautiously popped up and looked around.
The room was huge and dark and filled with thick crack smoke. Out of the other eight women on the floor only she and the other woman, that told her to be quiet on the boat was up. Tanya crawled over to her.
“Where are we and who were those men?”
Tanya asked.
The woman looked at her with a frightened look on her face.
“We’re in serious trouble, have you ever heard the story of Black Ice?” The woman responded.
Tanya was only nineteen years old, but heard the stories of Black Ice and had seen him on the news, but thought it was all talk.
“Yeah, but I just thought it was all talk or the news trying to get ratings and besides, he was only kidnapping woman from Brooklyn. I live in the Bronx.”
Tanya replied.
“Well it looked like he spread it out because I’m from Harlem and was coming in from work I work nights when they grabbed me. Anyway my name is Lawana, not like it will matter now we’ll be lucky to get out of this situation alive.”
“I’m Tanya, how old are you Lawana? You seem to know so much, how?” Tanya asked.
Lawana smiled a little. “Don’t you know to never ask a woman her age but I’m in my mid-thirty’s, but I look twenty five. I know about Black Ice because I have a sister he kidnapped and then let go. It took her months before she told me what happened to her. She was scared he would come back and get her. She was cracked out and addicted and finally got some help from a center in Brownsville. It was the best thing she could do for her daughter Crystal. Listen Tanya, things are about to get way worse for us before it gets better but we have got to believe we could find a way out of here.”
Lawana said while letting tears fall from her eyes.
They heard noise around them Tanya stood up, so did Lawana. The room they were in was huge they used their hands to fan the thick white smoke and couldn’t believe what they saw. There was more than seventy woman chained to the wall by their ankles.
Some naked and others; only wearing a white t-shirt with glass pipes to their lips smoking crack.
Tanya gasped for air as she covered her mouth and wanting to cry then she heard someone call her name. She turned around to see her friend Pebbles sit up off the floor weakly.
“Tanya what’s going on?” She moaned.
Tanya rushed over to her and hugged her.
“Shhh! You have to be quiet.”
The other eight women on the floor started to come to and wake up. They all had a lost look on their face.
“Where are we one of them asked?”
Tanya quickly found her next friend and they hugged each other.
“Listen, whatever happens please don’t scream and as long as we stay together we will be fine.” Tanya stated.
“What are you talking about?” Her friend LaShondra asked.
Then a woman sitting next to her began to scream as loud as she could.
“Help me! Help me! Where am I? Help! Help!”
“Shhh! be quiet they will come back.” Lawana warned the woman, but it was too late.
The man with the scar on his face entered the room through a large steel door followed by twelve henchmen and a woman. He walked up to the screaming woman and kicked her in the jaw sending her flying backwards and screaming even louder. The man with the scar on his face then grabs her by the neck, choking her and picking her up at the same time. She squirmed and wiggled, and swung her fist punching and kicking him as she dangled in the air by his grip.
“Make the rest of them follow.” He ordered his henchmen.
They pulled out machine guns and aimed it at the other nine women.
“Don’t scream and follow him now!” One yelled.
The scared and nervous women looked at each other and began to cry. They slowly walked behind the man with the scar on his face as he held the wiggling, squirming woman up in the air by the neck like she weighed no more than a six year old child. He led them to the steel door, then he pressed a code and it popped open and then he entered, they all followed. The smell of feces and rotten flesh hit the women’s noses. Tanya held her best friends hand and with her left hand held Lawana’s, because some reason she felt safe with her as if she was a mother figure.
Laughing echoed throughout the room, some sound really tiny and the others large and deep.
“Hahahaha! Hahahaha!”
“What is that?” Pebbles asked in a petrified tone as the woman realized the laughter wasn’t normal or human.
The room was pitch black they could only see what was in front of them. Lawana and Tanya noticed the crow bar that was stuck in the woman’s head that was on the boat covered in blood and her clothes ripped to shreds in a puddle of blood then seeing the black outfit that the henchman had on that got stabbed up by the man with the scar on his face. The clothes was ripped to tiny pieces like some kind of animal tour it and him apart. Lawana wondered where the bodies had gone and her heart raced as she was about to get her answer.
In the darkness in front of them were thousands of red glowing eyes more than they can count in a direction of the laughter.
“Hahahaha!” The man with the scar on his face bust out laughing and the room got silent. Even the laughter from the direction of the red eyes seized completely. His laughter was evil everyone around felt it even his own henchmen.
“Listen the fuck up, because I will only say this once, I am whoever you say I am or think I am the devil, a monster, a bastard, but Black Ice for short. If you follow my rules you might live long enough to enjoy your piece of shit lives. The first time you don’t, this is your face!” He yelled while the woman he held by the neck swung and kicked, hitting him, but her blows did nothing at all.
Then he tossed her a few feet away.
“Ahhh!” She groaned in pain. “Let me go let me go you fucking asshole, set me free.” “Ahhh!” She screamed at the top of her lungs on the floor.
Black Ice just grinned then the sound of little footsteps could be heard running toward her direction. In a matter of seconds she was covered by what looked like little puppies but wasn’t.
“Ahhh!” The woman screamed as a hundred little teeth bit into her and ripped away her flesh.
One bit her on the forehead, another ate her eyelid.
“Ahhh!” She screamed as she kicked wiggled and punched knocking a few of them away across the room.
They stumbled on the floor and ran back over to her one managed to bite her eyeball and rip it out of her socket and try to sneak away with it until another baby hyena came and snatched it from him. They fought over it until both of them swallowed half the eyeball each, and ran b
ack over to the screaming woman.
The other nine women screamed and watched in horror as the baby hyena no bigger than the size of a man’s hand ripped and tore her apart. A few of the woman turned around to run out the room to only be faced with machine guns at their head by the henchmen dressed in black.
“This is the best part just wait and watch.” Black Ice yelled while grinning, as hyena’s the size of dogs came out the darkness and fought over the screaming woman’s body.
One grabbed her leg and ripped it straight off and ran back into the darkness.
“I love this shit they can eat everything even bones and clothes. I couldn’t ask for a better pet, but wait you still haven’t seen the best part.” Black Ice said.
The hyena opened his long jaw mouth and locked on the screaming woman’s skull and crushed it and swallowed half her face. Soon her body was just a pile of meat being devoured.
Tanya tried to cover her eyes then opened them and saw something in the darkness. Giant red eyes, then something stepped out.
“Ahhh!” All of the women began to scream as they now see a hyena as tall as five feet six inches and looking to weigh two hundred and twenty pounds.
Black Ice smirked with his evil grin. “He’s my favorite one of a kind. I named him Death because that’s all you see when he comes out pure death.”
The monster large hyena ran over to where the others were feasting and locked his jaws onto another hyena this size of a normal dog and shook it and dropped it onto the ground. The wounded hyena cried out in pain from his bones being cracked.
Then the giant hyena opened his mouth and chopped half of the wounded hyena off and chewed and swallowed it, then picked up the other half of the now dead hyena’s body and ran into the darkness. His laughter echoed throughout the room causing the other hyena’s to laugh as well.
“What the fuck was that, what the hell?” Pebbles screamed in horror while jumping up and down.
“Shut the fuck up!” Black Ice yelled and turned around and looked at the women.
“I have no problem feeding every last one of you to my pets. Do you fucking understand me?” His voice boom causing even the hyena’s to be quiet.
“Now go into the next room.” He ordered.
The nine women were led back into the room where other women were chained to the wall smoking.
They were given clear glass pipes and a plate filled with crack cocaine.
“Now smoke.” Black Ice ordered.
The women cried and nervously did what they were told. After smoking crack for three hours straight all the women’s heads were spinning. The urge of smoking more and more had took over them. Black Ice walked down the line studying the new woman and stopped at Lawana. Her head was nodding off from her high. He looked at her up and down she was far from skinny. One look at her he could tell she weighed one hundred and ninety pounds, but it was hard to tell because most of the weight was in her thighs and ass.
She had a dark brown skin complexion with weave that came to her neck and a beautiful face making it hard for him to guess her true age. But he knew she was in her thirty’s.
“She comes with me.” Black Ice ordered and a woman dressed in black got behind her and pushed her forward.
Black Ice turned his head to see Tanya looking at him with her eyes wide opened from the crack she had just been smoking. She was the complete opposite of Lawana with her high bright light skin complexion and slim body looking like she only weighed one hundred and twenty pounds. But her Chinese eyes called out to him.
“Bring her ass too.” He ordered. The woman dressed in all black pushed Tanya and Lawana out the room.
Tanya’s two friends LaShondra and Pebbles were so high they didn’t notice her leave. Fifteen henchmen entered the large room filled with women.
“I get the fresh meat first.” One of them shouted as he grabbed one of the new women and began to rip off her clothes and force himself inside of her.
“Ahhh!” She screamed and tried to fight to only have another man hold her hands and another hold her feet.
Soon the other henchmen were ripping the clothes off the other women. Pebbles and LaShondra fought back but only got punched in their face and head repeatedly and then was forced to bend over with their ass in the air while different henchmen taking turns having their way with them.
“Ahhh!” Stop! Please stop!” LaShondra cried as her womb became sore and the tenth man had entered her over an hour and half.
Chapter 5
Michael knew he couldn’t keep three pregnant women in the house for long because they would go crazy with boredom and take it out on him. So he came up with a plan to keep them busy and make them feel important at the same time by helping others. Since Tiffany and Star was able to fight the addiction of being on crack cocaine Michael knew they would counsel and help other woman in the center.
Michael couldn’t believe how packed his center was there were more woman and children coming in every day. Some from being abused by their men or their children’s father and needed a place to get away and be safe. And others from being addicted to crack cocaine and wanted so badly to quit and fix their life.
Michael looked at Mike run into the gym to play with some of the other children as he walks with his head counselor Tone.
“Michael there’s more woman and children here than we can house and help we need more room. To tell you the truth boss I’m shocked we still have woman turning to us for help. After Black Ice came here two months ago and you know.”
Tone said not wanting to mention the murders Black Ice did to the innocent people in the center and feeling blessed that he wasn’t one of the victims.
“What you mean where running out of room to house them, this is a three story school I rebuilt, there should be more than enough room and let’s not bring up the Black Ice incident. I upgraded the security we now have armed security guards and metal detectors around the clock. The woman and children are safe here. They come here to get the help they need the help no one else in this world wants to give them for free.” Michael said through clenched teeth as he started to feel some kind of way.
The center was his life and everything after being through what he has, witnessing his mother getting physically and mentally abused, then smoking crack he promised his self to be the hand to help any child or woman that needed it by any means necessary. To the point every thug and drug dealer in the neighborhood had nicknamed him Evil. They all had seen his rage with their own eyes. If anyone was foolish enough to sell drugs anywhere near Blake and Rockaway Avenues will wind up with their heads missing and if he saw a woman getting abused by a man the man would lose his hand and feet and head making Evil a deadly force to deal with in his hood.
Tone passed Michael the input sheet of the count of all the woman and children that they were housing.
And it reached well over 400 together. Michael knew right away that he had a problem with more and more coming in every day and not counting the children that come there to get out the street and play and eat for the day then go home.
“Michael, soon we’re going to have to put a stop to that.
We’re going to have to set up beds in the gym, movie room and the game room.” Tone stated.
The more Tone talked the angrier Michael became.
“We can’t house them in the gym, the movie room, or the game room. Without the activity room where are the children and teenagers going to play?
Without the activity rooms the ones that come in just for the day will be running the streets getting into trouble and hanging with the drug dealers. No I will find another solution for this problem.” Michael responded as he entered his office and shut the door as he tried to think of ways to help those that needed it more.
Envy sat on the carpet floor with her legs crossed Indian style surrounded by children of all different ages and races between the ages of five to eighteen. Most if not all of them were children of a crack head.
“You all know I’m
Envy and I feel I just want to talk to you, those of you who are willing to listen. I don’t want any of you to think because of your circumstances or the environment in your life that you can’t make something out of yourself. Even if you saw your mothers get abused by a man, to never put your hands on a woman. Be the woman not to take nothing less than the best for yourselves and never let any man put his hands on you.” Envy said as she turns her head and looked at every child in the room.
“That’s easy for you to say, my life is hard there’s nothing out here in this world for me. My mother smokes crack all the time. My father drinks and hit me then beat her. I come here just to get away.” A young boy who looked only to be fifteen said, as he fought back his tears.
“Yeah you have a rich boyfriend Michael, there’s no way I’ll ever get out of my neighborhood. I will be stuck in this hood forever and only have drug dealer men to look forward to. Because when there’s no food in my house because my mother used all the food stamps to buy crack, who’s going to feed me but some man trying to get my goodies?” A young girl that was seventeen said with tears streaming down her face.
“First of all you have each other because all of you know what it means not to have anything to be hungry with no food to eat. To watch your parents get taken over by the crack academic. Lean on each other be there for each other because no one knows your pain like someone who’s been through it or going through it. Now everyone, hug the person next to you.” Envy said.
And all the children and teenagers hugged each other. Envy hugged a few of them as well and took the seventeen year old girl that just had spoken into her arms and held her tight as she sat Indian style on the floor.
“My boyfriend isn’t rich, I wish, Michael is just like every one of you in this room. He’s a man with a dream and goals. He lives paycheck to paycheck. He took all the hurt and pain he felt in his life and tried to make something better out of it and help others. All his money goes into this center right here and he still goes to school just like me. I study fashion design to learn how to start my own clothing line. Hard work and education is the key to success. The world can take everything from you but never take your education.” Envy stated.
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