TERROR MATRIX

8:15 pm

“When are we going to go home Mommy??” Alexander asked in a tiny voice. ”Patience…dear…these men are going to free Mommy very soon and then we will go back home together and watch Nickelodeon …Okay sweetie??” whispered Laura…

“Hey….shut your traps….both of you”…..The words rang out in the darkness and hit the two of them like homing missiles. Alexander started to cry………..

“Hey lady….shut your kid up….or I will blow his brains out….I SAID SHUT UP !!!” the cold voice echoed…The owner of the cold voice walked right up to them…His eyes were as lifeless as a tombstone and his face was masked by a bristling black beard…His long moustache hid his thin, cruel lips which were set firmly together. Alexander stopped crying all of a sudden….He spotted the glittering demonic look in the man’s eyes….

Alexander was crying again…..the bearded man had delivered a sickening kick to his ribs…..”You wild beast….” Laura cried out “You monster….don’t you feel ashamed?? Attacking a poor helpless child….Don’t you have any mercy?? “

“Hey Lady….Do not give me that mercy bullcrap….Do you want me to slit your throat??” he advanced menacingly towards her… “Number 12….stop...” a deep booming voice shot out from the darkness “another move and I will shoot you through the head….Control your volatile behavior”. Number 12 smirked and slowly melted back into the shadows.

8:35 pm

“Hello…..Yes…We want both our friends to be set free. WHAT?? Do you think we are mere kidnappers?? We do not want money you ignorant fool….We want justice…we want revenge….You police people are total swines….Do you think you can stop us by offering us marked bills?? 15 Park Avenue, West Street….Bring our friends over here and release them…No funny tricks you mongrel or we will blast both the woman and her child to hell…You have half an hour…I repeat …try any tricks and you will regret it..”

8:55 pm

“Number 12…it is almost time….bring the woman and her kid and prop them up against the window”….”There’s still some time…I have some unfinished business to attend to…” Number 12 intoned. “Whatever you do…do not hurt her” said the man with the deep voice. Number 12 chuckled and strode into the darkness. He spotted Laura and Alexander huddled together on the cold floor. “Get up!!” he roared and caught Laura by the wrist. He hauled her to her feet with one swift jerk and began to drag her away into an adjoining dingy room. Laura saw the carnal hunger in his eyes and began to struggle violently. “Help…No!! No!! Please …. “. Number 12 gagged her with his hand. Suddenly Alexander attacked him…The child kicked, scratched and punched in vain. Number 12 dealt a severe kick which left him sprawling on the floor. He dragged her into the room and shut the door. “NO…NO….” screamed Laura and burst into tears…He was too powerful….He grasped both her hands and pinned her to the floor falling on top of her…knocking her flat…forcing himself on her….Laura screeched….after a while there was silence….punctuated by his grunts of carnal satisfaction…

9:05 pm

“You have been surrounded …..Vacate the building and walk out with your hands behind your head….Leave the woman and her child alone….Let them out first….I repeat…Let them out first…” roared a magnified voice shattering the evening calm.

“Damn…the STF …..Did they trace us?? How could they?? We used an encrypted number….The dirty dogs….they tricked us….” screamed Number 12. “Calm down Number 12…” said the man with the deep voice. Number 12 dragged the unconscious Laura out from the room and propped her against the open window. “Look at her….” he screamed “I will break her neck…back off….where are our friends?? I said back off you scoundrels!!!”. Alexander was shivering in the dark corner. He felt his hand being tugged at. He looked up to find a surprisingly kind faced man with red cheeks and startlingly blue eyes. “Get up kid…” he whispered “do not be afraid…I am here to help you…trust me…I will help you get out of here”. “Are you one of these bad men?? What about Mommy??” Alexander whispered back. The man hesitated before replying “Yes…I am one of them but I am not like them…I am a good man. Do not worry. I will save your Mommy….Come on now”.

Alexander obediently followed him. “Number 15” said the deep booming voice “bring the kid to the window”. “Yes Leader…just a minute….” replied the blue eyed man. Gripping Alexander’s hand tightly he whispered “RUN….” and bolted out of the room and down a staircase. “NUMBER 15….YOU DOUBLE CROSSER” screamed the Leader as shots rang out across the hallway.

Number 15 burst out of the back door and paused in the shadows. “Go on kid…see those policemen there ?? …go to them….go on….” “Are you going to get Mommy??” asked Alexander. “Yes I am…go on now” he said. Alexander ran across the road and was lifted up by a burly STF officer. “There you are kid…Did they let you go??” he asked. Alexander shook his head. “Number 15 saved me”. “Number WHO ??” asked the officer. “There he is” Alexander pointed to the man in the shadows. “Hey you….” shouted the officer.

A deafening blast pierced the night and the entire building was torn into pieces. Alexander saw his mother….A moment ago she was at the window…A second later she was ripped into bits before his eyes. The top floor of the two storey building dissolved into smoke and rubble. The STF team took cover behind their vans and cars. “MOMMY !!!!!!” shouted Alexander and broke down. “Holy Christ …they blew themselves up…” said the officer. A pistol shot rang out. Alexander released himself from the officer’s grip and ran across the road. His eyes fell on Number 15 ‘s crumpled body. There was a pistol in his right hand and a hole in his temple…………………

The STF officer came up from behind and took the sobbing Alexander into his arms………………