Jason's pov

I'm currently behind some wooden desk using it as a barricade to protect myself from the flying bullets.

I peek every two minutes over the desk setting fire towards Jim and Santos.

Ace and Isaac are also barricading themselves behind walls shooting towards them as well.

"COME OUT MCCANN!", Santos hisses.

I motion for Isaac to distract these two idiots, so I can somehow make my way over to them.

Isaac throws a bomb we made towards Jim and Santos as the bomb blows up damaging everything near it.

Santos saw the bomb in time which he quickly threw himself to the ground as for Jim the bomb landed near his leg which blew him against a wall from the explosive impact.

Jim is now wincing in pain gripping his bloody leg. I abruptly stand up sprinting towards him aiming my gun to his head.

"Where are they?"

"Fuck you!", Jim grits his teeth.

I clench my jaw pulling the trigger letting the bullet rush through his brains blood spluttering everywhere.

Suddenly, Santos jumps out of nowhere tackling me down to the ground. My gun flies away from my grip as I hit the floor hard with my shoulder.

Santos and I are now throwing blows to each other while wrestling on the ground for dominance.

Ace and Isaac make their way towards us grabbing Santos off of me. I quickly get back up socking Santos on his jaw.

"Go check everywhere for more of Santos guys", I order Ace.

Ace disappears checking every inch of the empty house. It doesn't take much for Ace to check as he quickly sprints over to us as Isaac and I tie Santos onto a chair with some duck tape we found laying around.

"There's no one else here", Ace breathes out.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY?!", I grit my teeth losing my patience.

"DEAD", Santos venomously responds.

My stomach turns upside down suddenly feeling very ill by what Santos just said. There's no way I was too late to rescue Aleysa right?

"BULLSHIT! TELL ME WHERE ARE THEY?!"

"I killed them right after I hanged up on you", he chuckles.

"IM GOING TO STAB YOU TO DEATH!", Isaac roars pulling out his pocket knife.

"Isaac no!", I splutter extending my arm out across Isaac's chest pushing him back.

"HE JUST SAID HE KILLED THEM!", Isaac's voice cracks.

"He's lying", I respond beaming at Santos.

That's when I grab Isaac's pocket knife from his hand stabbing Santos leg without warning.

Santos yells out of pain squeezing his eyes shut trying to endure the pain.

"OH HOW I MISSED TORTURING TRASHES LIKE YOU", I grin now taking my pocket knife out.

"I'LL NEVER TALK I'M NOT AFRAID TO DIE!", Santos clenches his jaw hate in his dark eyes.

"Then you should like this", Ace grins shooting a bullet through Santos foot.

Santos shouts even louder this time from the pain. "BITCH!"

"SLOW DEATH OR FAST DEATH?", I sneer.

Isaac punches Santos on the face letting out his frustration.

"I was this close to fucking your girl McCann!", Santos splutters an evil grin appearing on his lips.

My anger quickly rises up feeling my body tremble from how pissed I'm currently feeling. Just imagining Aleysa's face full of fear as Santos forced himself on her planning to rape her and I wasn't there to stop it makes me feel like complete shit.

"What stopped you?", Ace chirps.

I throw a stern glare at Ace then glance back at Santos.

"You guys on your way", he responds spitting at me.

I stick my pocket knife into Santos side of his stomach enjoying seeing him cry in pain in front of me.

"WHERE ARE THEY?!"

Before Santos could answer. We hear a gun shot from far away. Isaac and I glance at each other fearing the worst.

"That must be them!", Ace firmly says.

"THERE'S NO USE FOR YOU ANYMORE", I grumble aiming the gun at his head.

"NO! DONT KILL ME!", Santos begs fear in his eyes.

"You should of thought about that before kidnapping our girls!", I mutter.

Isaac and Ace is also aiming their guns at Santos.

"GO TO HELL!", I scold pulling the trigger.

Isaac and Ace also pull their triggers at the same time as I did. Santos lifeless body quickly tumbles down to the floor along with the wooden chair.

Aleysa's pov

Jacky and I are running as fast as we can from the long blonde hair guy who's chasing after us with a gun in his hand.

We are now lost in the woods that isn't far from the house we were hold captive in.

Suddenly, Jacky trips on some tree branch on the ground twisting her ankle. She winces in pain screaming.

"Jacky!", I say terrified trying to get her back up, so we can keep on going.

However, she cannot get up it hurts her too much to lean on her right foot.

"Fuck!", I nervously mumble not knowing what else to do.

"Jacky we need to keep going"

Jacky drapes her arm around my neck and I wrap my arm around her waist lifting her up, but as soon as Jacky stands ready to take a step. She quickly drops to the ground crying in pain from her twisted ankle.

"I can't Aleysa", she sniffles.

Hearing the long blonde hair guy getting closer to us. I decide to look for a weapon I can use to protect Jacky and I against him.

Like Jason said before...

Get killed or kill

And there's no way I'm going to let this lunatic kill Jacky and I today. I will try my best to kill him.

I find a thick branch on the floor quickly grabbing it. I pull Jacky away from the center and lean her against a tree behind another big tree, so she won't be easily seen.

Hearing footsteps, I hide behind some tree far from Jacky ready to strike our kidnapper.

As I hold the thick branch in my hands trembling out of fear and nerves. I think to myself I'm nowhere near being a fighter, but I have no choice I must fight to survive.

And then a thought passes through my head thinking about Jason. Is this how he felt when he first had to fight for survival? Was he this afraid too? How many times has he gone through this?

Going through this moment myself right now is making me understand Jason more and feel so much sympathy for him knowing this is what he had to do for survival everyday since he was 14 years old.

Jason never chose this lifestyle. Shit, he never even wanted this lifestyle, but he had to quickly adapt and learn the hard way learn how to be a fighter since he had no other choice. He rather kill then let someone kill him. Shit, I can say the same for myself. I'm sure anyone can.

"COME OUT COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE", the long blonde hair guy says passing me up.

And that's when I step out away from the tree behind him. I lift my hands up with the thick branch aiming towards his head swinging loosely with all of my force.

The thick branch strikes his head quickly getting him off balance as he tumbles down to the ground.

"BITCH!", he groans blood spluttering out of his head.

I strike him one more time on his back. His grip on his gun loosening as he cries in pain on the floor.

"Grab the gun!", Jacky shouts.

And that's exactly what I did. I now have this deadly weapon that's known for ending people's lives forever permanently in my hands. As I aim it at him I can't help, but fearfully shake.

I swallow the lump in the back on my neck down hard feeling fear strike my whole body.

"YOU DON'T HAVE THE BALLS", the blonde guy sneers beaming at me.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!", I shout.

"SHOOT ME!", the guy evilly smirks standing up stepping a threatening step forward.

"I'LL SHOOT STAY WHERE YOU ARE!", I warn my hands shaking severely.

Out of the quickness, the blonde guy charges at me trying to take the gun away from me. I battle against him not letting go of the gun.

We are both wrestling for the gun neither of us given up. I can hear a terrified Jacky shouting for me to not give up.

BOOM

A shot is fired the both of us freezing.

"Oh my god!", Jacky yells trying to get up, but fails almost immediately.

I drop to the ground screaming in pain gripping onto my left foot realizing I've just been shot.

"ALEYSA!", Jacky screams crawling towards me.

"Dumb bitch!", the blonde guy chuckles aiming the gun at me.

My eyes widen fully in fear staring at the gun in front of me. I gasp, feeling this is the end for me. This is how I failed miserably at fighting for Jacky and my life. This is where I'm brutally murdered.

Just as I see the guy place his finger on the trigger ready to pull. I shut my eyes accepting my fate.

"No!", Jacky shouts still trying to crawl to me.

BANG