Must Read: Friday The 13th-Assassins Creed - Season 1 - Episode 59

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Must Read: Friday The 13th-Assassins Creed - Season 1 - Episode 59

Three Months Later…..

“Papa, Papa he is finally awake” a beautiful young girl of about ninteen screamed when she observed the fully bearded stranger on the bed at the far corner of the small room sneezed when she was sewing some of her clothes. She ran as fast as her legs could take her.

Her dad was pulling in the day’s catch when she broke the Good news to him, he was initially angry that his daughter disobeyed his orders to remain inside because lots of smugglers and drug dealers paraded the environment in the small fishing village of Silican, located in Lazio, Italy.

“Are you sure? Or you just want alittle fresh air?” He questioned his daughter again, she was all he had ever since his wife died three years ago when a stray bullet struck her during a drug war between two cartels. His beautiful daughter was so precious to him that he could not even give her alittle freedom unlike her peers because he could not stand losing her again.

“C’mon papa, i can’t lie, he sneezed and stirred before i ran to call you, remember Mr Rick would be glad to hear the news” she replied.

“Speaking of Rick, i wondered why he could spend a thousand Euros every week to us just to take care of that young man who would fare better in the hospital at a cheaper price, and he claimed the young man was a stranger” the old man in his late sixties reminiscent, his grey hair parked in a ponytail which fitted his looks, he surely was a heads turner when he was younger which enabled him choose the most beautiful bride amongst the ladies that flocked him.

“Papa, we can’t complain anyway, the young man looked like a priest so it was a blessing in disguise, we were dead broke then until Mr Rick came along and changed our life.

Don’t forget you usually rent a boat for a day’s catch and must pay whether you had a successful catch or not but now you own three boats. So let’s even pray that the stranger falls back into coma, we still need the money you know?”She joked as her dad shook his head and bursted into a fistful laughter at the expense of his brooding daughter.

They were already a hundred yards to their little but semi-tastefully furnished cottage when four young men all clad in shorts and black t-shirts walked infront of them, the boys wispered to themselves and smiled. Suddenly they surrounded the duo, blocking their paths.

“Hello young men, is there any problem?” The old man asked, his voice shaking in fear despite trying to hide it.

“Yes Mister, i want to marry your beautiful daughter, and i want her now” a stony faced youth with three scars on the side of his left cheek whom was obviously the leader of the boys spoke out arrogantly. He swiped his shiny black hair backward and grinned as his colleagues laughed heartily like their leader had spoken the world best joke. The leader tried to tap the young ladies butt but she shifted out of the way quickly. Her dad pointed his finger to warn the dudes when a blow to his face sent him sprawling down, his lip was bleeding slightly and his right cheek was already swelling badly.

“When i say i want your daughter it means i want to smell her real close like this” the leader said dragging the young girl off her dad.

She tried to struggle but the cold blade of a jackknife on her throat made her froze still.

“Now you better relax or else i would kill you and still molest you” he wispered into her ears. She bursted out into tears as a small crowd gathered watching, nobody was courageous enough to help them. The police also were no where to be found, it could said that the katana gang controlled the small town, the sheriff was rumoured to be in their pay pocket Also.

“Alright, does anybody objects to me carrying this lady as my S£x mate?” He asked the crowd, nobody dared answer. The leader smiled and ordered his gang members to hold the crying lady, he kissed her face before taking a handful of her long beautiful flower dress and with a swipe of his knife he cut them roughly exposing her fresh legs, she screamed and struggled harder but she was no match for three able-bodied youths. Her gown was cut to a few inches above her knee, her sleeves were also slashed to a small proportion. The leader admired his handiwork before hoisting her on His shoulders and turned to walk away like a hunter with a prized catch. The old man dashed forward and grabbed his legs to plead one last time, a kick to his bowels sent him back reeling in pain as the men walked away, he cried in pain and anguish as the crowd watched non chalantly.

“Drop her down now” a cold voice rang throughout the crowd like a flash of lightening.