Page 138 of Fatality

The hinges shriek as they warp farther with every strike, but I don't stop until the trunk jams against what's left of his torso, while the first bastard continues sobbing on the concrete behind me.

Hands clamp down on my shoulders, forcing me back and finally tearing my grip from the trunk lid.

“Evren!” Neo shouts. “What the fuck was that for?!”

I slowly turn my head to see who's holding me.

Varek. The only one strong enough to stop me.

I don’t answer, why would I fucking explain why I just killed a man for someone I despise?

I can’t even explain why I reacted like that.

The whimpering man scrambles backward while the others rush to help him.

“Clear the bay,” I order, my voice cutting through the garage like a blade. “Now.”

“Man, that's—” Neo exhales sharply. “No. We won't.”

My eyes track Ren as he walks to the trunk, grabs the shattered body, and drags it out onto the concrete.

“Then stay.” I tilt my head to the side. “And watch.”

“Evren...” the injured man whimpers. “Y-you can't do that...”

“Can't I?”

I brush Varek's hands off my shoulders. He doesn't resist.

Neo sighs and pinch the bridge of his nose while Ren continue to drag the body away.

I start to stride unhurried.

“B-But you said,” The man stutters “Get your prize…”

I stop in front of him, the others scatter away.

“I did,” I crouch down “But did I say, violate her?”

My hand shots out to the injured arm and squeeze.

The man screams with raw agony.

“Answer.”

I squeeze harder.

“N-No!” He screams “S-Stop!”

“I took her here to work on my car, didn’t I?”

“Y-Yes!”

“Did I tell she was here for pleasure?”

He doesn't answer.

So I squeeze harder until the remaining unbroken bones in his arm give way beneath my grip.