Characters in the story are based off real people. Names have been changed to protect those individuals. Situations and events in the story are fictional, although some real events may be included. Some content may include violence and sexual depictions. Reader discretion is advised.
Naveah Lee, listed as the richest judge in the country, exits out of her ten bedroom mansion, with her own personal security detail standing by and her armored black SUV, limo tinted windows, parked just feet from the main steps. It has been somewhat of a mystery of how Judge Lee became deep into the financial world, but it is definitely not a secret that her parents, and their parents, owned at least two oil companies, which obviously has paid off to their offspring’s. Naveah, one of six kids in the immediate family, and the oldest, benefited the most and definitely took the reins of knowing how to run a very successful company. One of her sisters took hold of the other family company, and although she hasn’t been as successful as her older sibling Naveah, she is still rolling in dough that can surround her house more than ten times. When Naveah gained the financial success she has been striving for, and has been hoping and praying for, people took notice very quick, and with the saying ‘more money, more problems’ actually brought more stress and hatred her way.
In the current mansion that Naveah Lee lives in now, is her second home just outside the Boston suburbs where she thought she would feel safe from the inner city scrutiny and bastard neighbors. She still owns her first house in the city limits of Boston, but only goes there when she needs to, but right now at this point she rents it out to other people who desire to live in her old neighborhood. People that were against her quick success really rallied against her, and outnumbered the great supporters that stood in her corner. Any other time with someone gaining wealth like she did wouldn’t have mattered as much, but with her position in the Judicial system gave some people, in high positions, uneasiness and thought of the potential of her influencing the courts was extremely high. She became one of the most successful judges in the city of Boston, and the state, and held the reputation of not dealing with any bullshit and nonsense from any attorney, victims and suspects. At one point she nearly tossed a case out, along with the state’s attorney, when one of the victims’ witnesses didn’t come to court on time, without a valid reason, and wasn’t dressed appropriately.
Just before her new found fame in the light of the public, she was offered a federal judge position within the state of Massachusetts to oversee some high profile cases and conduct some arraignments. This, however, only brought more fame and pressure, along with new money mixed in with the old money from her parents’ hard work. Naveah’s life has been threatened numerous times, but only a few occasions have their actually been people attempting to snuff her out from existence, and not care who is around her. That type of behavior is the sole reason she is now constantly surrounded by armed guards, and transported in armored vehicles everywhere she goes, especially to and from work or anything judicial related. With her new status in life now, finding potential men to fit that bill of her lifestyle and at the same time having a great personality, has been leading to many heartbreaks and poison love. Somewhere during her climb to the top of the financial-food chain, she met several men that she believed were worthy of her time and love, but only one she repeated to keep giving herself to over and over. Their relationship began very strong, sexually and physically, but once again money kept getting in the way of things and she finally found out his true motives of why he was with her. Needless to say their relationship, which lasted about six months, ended horribly when his body was found dumped in the Hudson River. The body was mutilated with a head, both hands, both feet and sexual organs missing to never being recovered. Although she was questioned and interviewed about the case and their relationship, she was never charged and allowed to continue serving in the judicial bureau since no evidence pointed to her, and she never violated any judicial policies.
On this particular morning, as Naveah Lee arrives at the federal courthouse, she normally saw a crowd just outside the garage entrance while they pulled in. Well, this time it was a crowd, but not as huge as it has been in previous months. It wasn’t that greatly noticeable, but she expected to see certain people there every day, but this morning they weren’t there. Naveah took notice as she looked outside her dark tinted window before they entered the garage and the walls blocking her view from the truck. Once they parked and the scene around her was clear, she was allowed to leave the truck and start walking towards the underground elevator, where two armed security personnel waited for her. Just as she entered through the elevator doors, she heard commotion behind her, which sounded just a inches from her back, but when she turned around to see what was going on, she only saw her security detail rush on the elevator to keep her safe. As the doors closed, and the elevator started to go up, the noise going on in the underground level was quickly deafened by their distance from the scene.
The mood inside the courthouse was much different, and peaceful where she could think properly. Almost immediately, after entering her chambers, one of the court bailiffs approaches her with the day’s arraignments and cases. Naveah looks it over and agrees to the scheduling and sees that she only has a few minutes before getting ready for the first arraignment call. Several minutes later, one of the court officers see Naveah coming down the hall from her chambers towards the courtroom, opens the door and yells to everyone to rise. Judge Lee was introduced and ordered everyone to sit down once she reached her chair. Judge Lee jumps right into it and begins to tackle the first arraignment case on the docket. After hearing both sides of the case, Judge Lee gave her disposition, which required the defendant to spend another three months in jail before being released on parole. She calls in for the next arraignment case, which caused the court officers to open up the double doors and bring the next defendant. The defendant was not spotted immediately by Judge Lee, but just as he got to the table, she raised her head and removed her glasses to get a better look.
Obviously, the defendant is not wanting to be there all chained up, so he has barely noticed the judge staring at him with luscious eyes. All Judge Lee could see was a tall black male, bald, not very muscular, but well-built and carried himself with great confidence, almost an arrogance. Her eyes and mind could only imagine what his body appeared to look like underneath his jumpsuit, but just from what she could see nearly had her tranced. Naveah was so fixated on the defendant, that she didn’t hear the court officer trying to get her attention until he touched her hand. This feeling got her out of the fixation she was in and back down to business to dispose of the case. Like before, once she heard both sides of the case, she did something that she didn’t do very often to suspects charged with money laundering, attempted murder of his accomplice in a bank robbery and several bank robbery charges. Jamal Butter, was released on house arrest and was to remain there until the start of the trial, where he would then be transported to the county jail until the conclusion of the case. Her disposition of the case definitely surprised both councils, who knew not to question her judgement on this case, except bring up their concerns through a legal form she proposed for all attorney’s to follow several weeks prior.
When both parties accepted the terms of the disposition, they started to walk out the courtroom, but Naveah’s eyes were staring directly at Butter’s ass. Watching his cheeks change proportions with each step just got under her skin a little bit, and for that quick minute her mind wandered to having her hands wrapped around that ass; to just squeeze them when their situation would hit climax. She broke her gaze or her gaze was disturbed when a third defendant was brought in to be arraigned, and it was a middle aged mother, who abused her children and violated her parole. Needless to say Judge Lee’s concentration and business mind came back with a quickness. Unless you was in the courtroom, once those double doors were closed behind the parolee, you never knew what occurred and what made the mother walk out several minutes later in complete tears. It was very apparent that Naveah was being somewhat of a bitch this day, but her mood lightened up a bit when she heard that Khalid X. Cure was being extradited back to Massachusetts for the warrant she authorized on him several years prior. Hearing this made her day, along with thinking about the house inmate, Jamal Butter, which in her mind made her want to be his jelly, or better yet become his bread for the spread.
Vincent lies in his hospital bed, still attached to machines and tubes, but his condition is starting come around for the better. Although he may show no love or show any in love emotions towards his wife, Dawn, his fight shows her that he is still somewhat of the same man she married years prior. Dawn stands at the foot of the bed, playing with her wedding ring and glancing down at it, and begins to think whether she still wants to leave or give him another chance. Most women in her friendship circle would probably kill her for thinking something like that, but most of them have never been in her shoes. With her thoughts swaying back and forth, she needs to make sure that her feelings are not of her feeling bad for him, even though Vincent brought this upon himself, indirectly. Till this moment Dawn is still unaware that Shelly is the reason for the critical condition of her husband, but what she does know, and is aware of, is that the deputy that she spoke to a couple of days ago has just gotten under her nerves.
DAWN PERRY: Her concentration deep into her thoughts is broken with her cell phone ringing. Hello?
SHELLY SUMMERS: Hi, Dawn? You have a minute?
DAWN PERRY: Yes, Shelly. What’s going on?
SHELLY SUMMERS: I thought you should know that I just got a call from a Deputy Roxie Blue? Who the hell is that?
DAWN PERRY: Some deputy sheriff with the Allegheny County Sheriff’s Office. Here outside of Pittsburgh. Why?
SHELLY SUMMERS: She was asking me questions about Vincent, you and the relationship between you two.
DAWN PERRY: Wait! Why was she asking you that? What do you have to do with this?
SHELLY SUMMERS: Well…apparently they got a search warrant for your phone records, and saw that I was the last person you spoke to before he was found in the house, and got a call from her that night.
DAWN PERRY: What the hell?! You were nowhere near the area! You telling me she’s fishing for information from my friends! I got the suspicion she thinks that I did this or know who did! What did you tell her?
SHELLY SUMMERS: I told her what I knew about the marriage and that I knew it was coming to an end very soon. She tried to get me to go deeper into your character and personality traits. I know she was looking for something to hang over your head, to question you about. I don’t believe I gave her anything to use against you.
DAWN PERRY: Starts walking towards the ER exit doors, rubbing her hair and making noises that represents her annoyance. I can’t believe this shit! I’m gonna call her back and speak to her myself about this nonsense. This is utter bullshit! I’ll talk to you later Shelly. I’m gonna handle this with her myself. Without warning to Shelly, she hangs up the phone. Leaving Shelly hanging on the other line wondering what the hell just happened. However, just before Dawn could get her phone call with Deputy Blue, she receives another call almost immediately after speaking to Shelly.
DAWN PERRY: Answers the phone to speak to her mother. Hi mom!
DAWN’S MOTHER: Hi, honey. I’m calling to let you know that Troy (her youngest son) has fallen ill. I’m going to go to the school to pick him up now, and take him to the doctor’s office.
DAWN PERRY: What’s wrong with him, mom?
DAWN’S MOTHER: Apparently he’s been vomiting very violently, scarring other children and some of the staff. With all the diseases going around lately, I told them I would come and pick him up, after they called and told me what happened.
DAWN PERRY: Oh my God. Okay, you go to the school and pick him up. I’ll meet you at the doctor’s office when I get there. I just have to take care of something real quick. Don’t leave until I get there, okay?
DAWN’S MOTHER: Okay. How are things there?
DAWN PERRY: Vincent is doing okay. He’s getting better, it seems, and should be able to release within the next few days. Of course, it all depends on what he shows and how he does.
DAWN’S MOTHER: What are you thinking, dear? You know exactly what I mean, too.
DAWN PERRY: Takes a long pause and sighs out loud. I don’t know exactly, mom. It’s hard enough to think about what to do here, and think about what the kids will see and feel about this whole thing.
DAWN’S MOTHER: You need to remember dear that he brought this upon himself. I’m not at all wishing illness or anything like that for him, even though I can’t stand the guy, but he needs to live with his actions. Don’t start feeling sorry for him and what happened. Make a decision on what is right, not what you feel and afraid of.
DAWN PERRY: Mom has spoken, I see. Chuckles. Well, you take care of that and I will see you two later. Okay? Love you mom!
DAWN’S MOTHER: Love you dear! See you in a little bit.
As Dawn steps outside of the hospital, towards the parking lot, she begins to dial Deputy Blue’s phone number. Looking to leave her a voice message, it kind of surprises Dawn that Roxie picks up the phone to answer.
ROXIE BLUE: Good morning/afternoon. This is Deputy Roxie Blue of the Allegheny County Sheriff’s Office. How can I help you?
DAWN PERRY: Begins speaking on the phone with an angry tone of voice. Why are you calling my friends about something they have nothing to do with?
ROXIE BLUE: Shocked at how the conversation started, she responds in kind. Listen, I don’t know who the hell this is on the phone, but you called me. Not the other way around. If you could give me your name and state your business, maybe I can help you.
DAWN PERRY: It’s Dawn Perry! My husband is Vincent. He’s laid up in the hospital right now recovering from these mysterious injuries. You should know because you found him.
ROXIE BLUE: Ohh, yeah I know who this now. Mighty rude of you to just call me at the station and start the conversation off with anger tones.
DAWN PERRY: Listen, just leave my friends out of this. They don’t know who did this, what happened or anything about my marriage, okay?
ROXIE BLUE: Well, Mrs. Perry, I’m just investigating of what happened to your husband. We subpoenaed your phone records, as part of our investigation, and saw the Shelly Summers was the last person you spoke to before your husband was found, near dead in the master bedroom.
DAWN PERRY: You need to call anyone else?
ROXIE BLUE: Right now we have reasons to believe that you and your husband were having serious enough issues to think that you may know who did this to him.
DAWN PERRY: Am I a suspect in this case?! With a very shocking respond.
ROXIE BLUE: You are definitely a person of interest, however, we have no evidence or reasons of that nature to say you are a suspect in this case. I would ask you to stay in the area until this investigation is solved or stopped cold.
DAWN PERRY: Such bullshit! You can think of me whatever you want, but I tell you now that none of my friends are capable of this! I’ve been cooperative so far with your investigation! Don’t start smearing my name through the mud just for your pleasure.
ROXIE BLUE: Mrs. Perry….hears a dial tone in her ear. Roxie sits there trying to figure out what the hell just happened. The other detective working on the case with her, notices her demeanor and checks on her. When Roxie repeats the conversation to him, in summary form, he shows a weird, confused expression as to think of Dawn’s malfunction and defense of Shelly. It was then that looking deeper in Shelly’s and Dawn’s background was authorized for more clues and possible information to be used later.
This day has been a very long day for Shelly, but being a trooper that she is, she was able to push through it. She couldn’t wait until the end of the day though, and the sight of the shadow figure was still fresh in her mind. Although she is thankful no one saw the mysterious figure, she was still disturbed that the DUI suspect was readmitted into the ER and is now clinging to life. When walked out of the hospital doors to proceed to her car, she grabbed her keys out of her purse, unlocked the car and sat in the driver seat. Shelly immediately took in a deep breath and slowly let it flow out of her lungs through her nose. This point she put the key into the ignition and attempted to turn it on, but nothing happened. Attempted a second time to turn the car on and still nothing happened, but she also noticed no lights on her instrument panel shined too. Of course, this started to frustrate her and she began to feel her blood boil inside as she attempted a third and fourth time with no success. She closed her eyes and took in another deep breath to calm her nerves so she could think of what to do next. As she sat there and went to reach for the door handle to step out of the car, the door seemed jammed. A shocking sensation started to fill her veins and then immediately after it turned to her starting feel scared since she couldn’t get out of the car.
Several attempts to unlock her car door and get out was wearing her down, as she started to scream out to anyone to help her, but no one was around. Shelly really started to freak out and began banging on her car window in almost an attempt to break it. Tears began to run down her face as she thought she was trapped in her own car, and the inside temperature began to rise to uncomfortable levels. The next thing she knew as she reached for the tissue box on her passenger seat and wiped her eyes, and blew her nose, she looked at the used tissue and saw bright red blood. Shelly just froze in place as her eyes got big, not believing in what she is seeing, but once she looked in the rear view mirror, and her horror was true to her sight. She could see blood stains on her face, and blood covered tears flowing from her eyes as she frantically used more and more tissues to clean her face. Trying to stay calm became an impossible task as she began to frantically cry and scream inside the car for this day to end. With her eyes closed, she leaned her head forward, while gripping the steering wheel, and felt herself hyperventilating, which she knew would activate her asthma if she didn’t get things under control.
Shelly raised her head back up and glanced back in her rear view mirror, and was absolutely scared to death when she saw a figure in her backseat, with glaring red eyes and blacker than black hair. Her scream just filled the car as the windows began to fog up from the interior temperature continuing to rise, which started to activate her asthma in the very worse way. Screaming out, “LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME??!” as she turned around to face the mysterious figure, which immediately disappeared not to be seen back there. Taking in a deep breath once again from the shock of how quickly the figure disappeared, she quickly turned around and saw that her windows were no longer fogged up and the temperature inside the car quickly dissipated. Her reaction was to jump out of the car, which was very successful when the driver’s side door opened up. After she flung the door open and jumped out, backing away from the car, she started to wipe her face and saw no more blood; just plain watery tears as they should be. Glancing around her to make sure that no one was seeing this situation unfold, and seeing the mysterious figure, she began to slowly relax and calm herself down completely.
One visitor that was parked next to her, came up behind her to see if she was okay, touched her on the shoulder, which made her flinch and almost jump out of her skin. Her reaction scared the visitor, who also jumped back with his hands up to protect himself, and show her that he meant no harm to her. When she was able to see what he was trying to do, she quickly apologized and told the visitor that she is going to be okay, and quickly thanked him for his concern. As the visitor walked away to his car, she slowly walked back towards her car as if she was expecting for something else to happen. Shelly cautiously got back in her car, checked her rearview mirror and snapped her head towards the backseat quickly to make sure nothing was back there, and saw no one or anything. Feeling somewhat relieved, she turned back around and reached for the key in the ignition, and started the car. Never in a long time was hearing her car turn on such a relief, but she also knew that what she is experiencing is not normal. During her motion to pull the car out of the parking space, Shelly knew one person she could reach out to for help.
Making her way to the Covens Church sermon, she knew she had to reach out to this person immediately, to have her explain things in clear cut detail. Once Shelly arrived at the location of their weekly Wicca meeting, she entered through the side door of the building and saw two women standing there, to welcome her. They asked for a way to identify herself that she belongs to that section, which made Shelly produce the scroll that was tattooed on her right breast. After they were satisfied to her identification, they allowed her to enter through another set of double doors, which led to the actual sermon room. With the room very dark, and just lit up with candles on the wall, and walkway, enough so you can see where you are going, she could see the woman she needed to speak too. Making her way up to the front row seats, and sitting in the aisle seat, her eyes gazed right at the speaker, who was quoting one scripture from an old passage that was written hundreds of years ago, in southern England. This nearly mesmerized Shelly and almost miss the woman she needed to speak too, who got up out of her seat and walked through the heavy curtains hanging up behind her.
Obviously, this made Shelly break gaze at the speaker, watch the woman walk through the curtains and disappear behind them. Shelly slowly got up, trying not to disturb the low-lit sermon going on, and make her way towards a door that leads to the rear of the building. With no one standing by the access door, she was able to walkthrough it and started down this long hallway in searching for the woman. After only a few minutes of searching, Shelly saw the woman standing in the hallway speaking to another high ranking member of the Covens Church. Shelly slowly made her way down the hallway to the two women speaking, which she accidently interrupted when they both stopped talking to each other, and glanced at Shelly. The woman that Shelly was seeking, turned back around to the other lady and motioned that they will speak at a later time. Shelly started speaking to her knowing she was violating one of the rules of church.
SHELLY SUMMERS: Hi. I’m Shelly Summers and I need your immediate help, my lady.
RUBY REDD: I know who you are Ms. Summers. You know you shouldn’t be back here unless otherwise given permission to do so. I advise you to go back out to the sermon and proceed with the proper procedures in seeking council.
SHELLY SUMMERS: My lady, I would do that, but your assistance and advice is of most importance. Immediate attention I must add.
RUBY REDD: Nothing of your matters are of that importance that you would surely defy the sanctity of the covens. We have rules and personal morals that we must follow and abide by those in order to live within the realm of becoming eternally grateful to our gods. Now, I will not tell you again. Leave.
SHELLY SUMMERS: Watching Rudy walk away from her as she kept talking. My lady, this is something that I can’t wait for permission from the Coven Council. I need help now! I’m being tormented by a shadow figure! I nearly died today!
RUBY REDD: The shouting of Shelly’s words made her stop immediately and turn back around. Walking slowly back towards Shelly and stopping just far enough for her to speak in a normal voice. What are you talking about? No one has experienced the torment of the shadow figure in centuries, which is known to be the devil himself in some cases. You mustn’t have come here! The attachment of such entity can only bring death and destruction to you, let alone to others that are close to you, around you. Now, I know you must leave here at once and not come back until this thing is gone.
SHELLY SUMMERS: This shadow figure came about at work, and was displayed to me when I self-tranced myself in the bathroom. I….
RUBY REDD: Wait! Hypnotizing oneself is one of those thing that you should never do. Doing such a thing creates a negative energy within yourself and can only be expressed in one of two ways.
SHELLY SUMMERS: What do you mean?
RUBY REDD: You either destroy oneself, death of one’s soul, death of your physical well-being; and the other is releasing the unforgivenss part of your inner soul and those emotions and thoughts becoming real and life-like. When you self-tranced yourself, you must’ve been having harsh feelings towards a situation in your life that you never got over. How long has this been going on?
SHELLY SUMMERS: Maybe only 24 hours. One person is clinging to life and I nearly died in my car today, before coming here.
RUBY REDD: Explain.
SHELLY SUMMERS: I was in my car crying from the kind of day I had, saw blood flowing from my tears and nose. Then, I saw some figure in my backseat with bright red eyes and extremely black hair. I screamed and turned around and everything was fine.
RUBY REDD: Do you know what you’ve done, Ms. Summers?
SHELLY SUMMERS: No. That’s why I am here.
RUBY REDD: You’ve just released one of Hades soldiers of the underworld. For you seeing what you saw today, and experienced a near death experience, means the force is evolving very quickly. One of our greatest and most prominent women of the Wicca faith stepped out of her marriage, and reproduced with a man of the underworld some centuries ago. Although she was punished for her actions and thrown into the pits of the deepest hell, other witches stood up and fought a war to sustain their civilization to what we know today. Even though Hades was defeated, he always held the most hatred towards others practicing the faith that so once defeated him to the underworld for eternity. The last thing he claimed was a vengeance against us all that oppose him, but no one ever knew how he would accomplish this feat. I only know that you released one of his soldiers because what you describe it what our ancestors dealt with during our struggle to survive in a world that sees us as the evil arm of Satan. You put us all in danger. This entity could be alone, or something that could be the start of something much bigger and could destroy the world we very much live in.
SHELLY SUMMERS: How do we stop this thing from getting any bigger and more dangerous?
RUBY REDD: There is nothing that can be done to help this situation, Ms. Summers. You’ve brought this upon yourself and must deal with it the best way you know how as such.
SHELLY SUMMERS: What?! You just said that I might have brought all of us in danger. Everyone around me could die because of this entity being released, which wasn’t on purpose. If you don’t want to suffer and die like our ancestors did back in the dark world then, I need your help in our bright world now.
RUBY REDD: I need to share something with you, Ms. Summers. Wait for me in the sermon hall after the events tonight, and I will escort you to a place that is not visited very much. There we could find something that might be of help for this situation. Can you wait tonight?
SHELLY SUMMERS: Yeah. I’ll be here. Turns around and heads back out towards the sermon hall.
RUBY REDD: Watches Shelly exit through the door back out to the sermon hall when she is approached by another high ranking woman from behind. We have a serious problem that needs to be addressed. Immediately, after tonight’s ceremony we need to get the sacrifice chambers ready.
WICCA WOMAN: Who or what are we sacrificing?
RUBY REDD: Turns around and looks at the woman in her eyes before walking off past her. One of our own.
[Miles into the Russian Territory]
After arriving at the prison camp, where Aya discovers later that other prisoners are being held there by the Russian government. Aya hangs underneath the transport truck for at another hour or two, until darkness, and slowly lowers herself to the ground. When she finally releases her grip from the undercarriage of the truck, the tightness of her muscles nearly overcomes her as she crosses her arms, across her chest, grimacing in pain. It only takes a few minutes for the tightness and pain to release from her arms before she is able to slowly maneuver herself from under the transport vehicle. Rolling on the ground, exposing herself to the unknown dangers, she gets up on one knee and quickly looks around to see if anyone is around to spot her. Once the coast is clear, Aya starts creeping in and around the parked military trucks looking and listening where they took Daniel for safekeeping. It would take Aya nearly several minutes, through open fields and heavy thick brush before coming to a site where other political prisoners are being held.
Majority of the political prisoners are being held inside small wooden and metal cages with barely enough room to stand up and stretch their limbs. While moving through the set of brushes, and under the cover of darkness, she could see a camp fire going with several Russian soldiers sitting, laughing and walking around doing what they do. Also from her vantage view, looking across the encamped soldiers, see other prisoners caged in the wooden and metal containers, but not sure whether Daniel is being kept there or not. Aya continues to creep around the outer perimeter of the first encampment and discovers a trip wire that is to set off numerous flares into the sky of any intruders around. At this point she realizes that this rescue mission maybe more than what she bargained for, but leaving her partner behind in this prison camp would almost spell out certain death sentence. Slowly stepping over one trip wire, and then another, her heartbeat is in her throat and her breathing becomes labored, but her concentration is very sharp and heighten.
Obviously, the new found traps to trip up any untrained intruder slows her down, but knowing that she has to figure out a way to break Daniel out is a challenge to her, and she loves it. After going all the way around the outer perimeter of the first encampment, she sneaks and stays low among the prisoners caged, and crawls to see if Daniel is in one of the animal cages. While crawling through dirt and weeds, she slides by one of the cages and catches the attention of one of the political prisoners, who makes a noise to be noticed by Aya. This stops Aya in her crawling, and catches the attention of one of the Russian soldiers nearby sitting on a rock, smoking a cigarette. Now her nervousness has turned to being scared of being discovered and almost killed on the spot. Hiding behind some very tall weeds and grass, Aya can see the Russian soldier, approximately just a few feet away looking around and looking at the prisoner who made the noise. The prisoner kept making a noise for Aya to see him, but she never moved to even look back at him as her attention was at the Russian solider just feet in front of her. After a few minutes of the prisoner making the initial noise, and waking up another prisoner nearby, the Russian soldier stood up, tossed his cigarette and started speaking in Russian towards the prisoners to be quiet.
As she stepped just inches from Aya, in the tall grass, she makes the impulse decision to remove her knife from her boot. At the point the Russian soldier saw movement beneath him in the grass and glanced down to see what was causing the grass to move with very little wind, and spotted a dark object lying still underneath him. With no moonlight shining down from the dark, cloudy sky, he had to get on his knees to get a closer look at what he was seeing, but by then Aya jammed the knife deep into throat to keep the soldier from screaming out. Blood flowed down the blade of the knife, on to the handle, and upon her aggressive hand as she kept the knife in position until she saw the life completely leave the body of the Russian soldier. Aya lowered his lifeless body to the ground, still on her side in the grass, and yanks the knife out of his throat, wiping the blood off using her pant leg. Knowing that it will only be a matter of time before the others spot their comrade missing, she starts to whisper to the awoken prisoners in Russian of where they took the new prisoner. Through speaking Russian to the prisoners she got the information she needed and promised them that she will be back for them if she can. Aya then quickly crawls through the tall grass and weeds to the second encampment.
Knowing that time is of the essence, she sprints the mile up a dirt road to the second camp, which is more sophisticated than the first one. Once she got down the dirt road, and glanced behind her to see if anyone was coming, she dives in the brushes and crawls up the wooden and barbed wire fence. Looking through the fence she could see where most of the firepower was in protecting the prisoners and whatever else of importance they had there. Quickly looking around from her vantage point, she could see there was another part of the camp that she couldn’t see clearly. Aya glances back again to see if anyone was coming, and saw headlights from a transport truck coming down the dirt road. Not knowing whether this is another prisoner being transported, a security alert to the missing soldier or something else entirely, she quickly jumps back into the woods. As the transport truck pulls up, she sees that it is only one driver and no one in the back, which led her to believe that they might be coming to pick up one or more prisoners. While the truck sits at the gate, and the guard is engaged in a conversation with the driver, Aya sees her small window of opportunity to sneak on the back of the truck without being seen.
Aya lies herself down on her back behind the tailgate, with the canvass top of the truck also concealing her as well. She feels the truck proceeding through the gate and through the camp site, where she slowly pokes her head up over the tailgate to see what is there and the obstacles. Several minutes later, the trucks pulls up to another building and suddenly stops, where the driver jumps out and walks by the rear of the truck and up the steps. A few seconds later the door of the building opens and out comes Daniel blindfolded and bound hands behind his back, with three other soldiers, heavily armed, escorting him out and towards the rear of the truck. Her time to spring into action has now presented itself to her, whether she was ready for it or not. Once the tailgate dropped, the driver saw Aya lying on her side smiling at him, which was just enough to freeze his reacting in reaching for his sidearm and enough for her to deliver a hard kick to the face. The other three soldiers saw Aya and started yelling in Russian, but by then she was on top of them, with Daniel being knocked down to the ground face first.
Her knife went into the first soldier’s throat, dropped kicked the second one in the face, knocking him to the ground and kicking the third soldier in the knee, dropping him immediately. Aya removed the knife from the first soldier’s throat, sliced the second soldier’s throat when he stood up and dropped her knee into the third soldier’s stomach and jammed the knife into his chest, penetrating his heart. Immediately, she removed her knife, picked up Daniel and tossed him the back of the truck, along with her knife to free himself. It took Daniel a few minutes to discover that it was Aya risking her life to save him from the clutches of the Red Army’s grip. Aya jumped into the driver seat and began driving the truck back towards the main gate, risking the major onslaught from the encampment’s security measures. While driving down the road, and entering the main part of the camp, one of the Russian soldiers recognize that it wasn’t one of their own driving the truck and opened fire. Within a matter of a seconds, it seemed like the entire camp unleashed their firepower on the transport truck, which was obviously not built to withstand that kind of punishment. As the rounds penetrate through the canvass backing of the truck, the windshield, the doors and engine block, Aya is wounded in the left thigh by one round coming through the driver side door.
Daniel is on the floor in the rear of the transport truck ducking rounds just a few inches from his head. He yells to her, “GET US THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!!” and with sarcasm she yells back, “I WASN’T SURE IF YOU WANTED TO STAY!” which makes him respond, “OH YEAH! PLEASE TAKE ME BACK SO I CAN FACE MORE TORTURE! HEARING HOW THEY WERE GOING TO PUT ME TO DEATH WAS LIKE MY MOTHER READING A NIGHTIME STORY!” The closer she got to the main gate, the heavier the firepower it seemed, but with only the gate in the way at first, it was now being blocked by a truck with two soldiers standing on the back of it firing directly into the windshield. Aya yells back at Daniel, “HOLD ON! YOU MIGHT FEEL A LITTLE BUMP!” And ducks on the floor of the cabin and pushes down on the accelerator. By the time the soldiers saw that she wasn’t stopping it, their smaller truck was hit and destroyed by the transport truck, killing the driver and the two soldiers. Immediately, after busting through the barricade, she sat back up and sped down the dirt road she once ran up to get to the camp. The other soldiers at the first encampment heard what was going on and stood in the roadway, as a human roadblock.
They soon opened fire on the truck, but was also unsuccessful when she ran them all over causing human speedbumps. With things in the area way too hot, Aya had to bypass the first camp and leave the prisoners there, in hoping to come back to them later. Leaving them made her feel so bad, as she broke her promise, but to make it right she would risk herself once again to save them from pure death and torture. First she must take Daniel and herself to a safe house in the countryside and discover what is the next move.
END OF CHAPTER VI
MARCH 27, 2016 – CHAPTER 7