Chapter 25

Angela was walking down the street to the Michaels' house. She felt it was her duty to apologize for her father and brother's lack of respect. Greg had confessed to them about Sam's breaking up with him and that she could not see how that could be Arrian's fault.

Arrian was a nice guy as far as she was concerned, and it was not Arrian's fault that Sam liked him. Besides, he was cute; she blushed at the idea of her and Arrian together.

But, there were other reasons for visiting the Michaels' home. In the time spent waiting for the return of Arrian and Greg, she and Ashley became close friends. Ashley had become the sister she always wanted and with both herself and Ashley looking to Kailynn as the older sister.

She reached the front of the Michaels' home and knocked on the door.

"Hey, you two relax! We have to wait for the right moment. The boss said to be careful. Shit, get down!" Yelled the leader.

All four men in the van ducked as low as they could possibly get when they noticed Angela knock on the Michaels front door.

The leader took a peek from behind his window on the driver's side and noticed that it was in fact the target girl that opened the door. He was nearly overjoyed when the two girls remained outside.

"What do we do now?" asked one of the men in the back.

"I guess we take them both. More fun for us," said the leader with a lecherous look at the girls.

"I didn't think I would see you for a while," Ashley said.

"Greg and dad are being real buttheads over this," Angela said as she giggled.

"Sam could have handled things better too, I guess," Ashley admitted.

"We can't do anything about it now," Angela answered.

Neither of the girls noticed the group of four men exit the van and approach them until one of the men spoke.

"Excuse us, but we are lost and we can't find our location and we have a delivery to make."

"Oh, maybe we can help," Angela said.

Ashley didn't look so sure.

"Tell me, will I ever see Fujin again?" Asked Arrian, as he cleaned the front of their SUV.

"You can see him whenever you wish master. All you have to do is summon him," Larelle's voice told him.

Arrian let that idea sink in as he moved to the driver's side and spied on Sarah who was asleep in the driver's seat while listening to Chicago's 'If You leave Me Now'. Arrian couldn't help the smile that formed on his face.

I wonder what I will be like when Helen gives birth to our baby?

Looking at Sarah while she moved in her sleep to get more comfortable, he thought, it will be damned good.

With that he went back to cleaning the SUV's exterior.

"Listen to me, no fucking around until we are out of here. Last thing the boss said was to not draw any attention to ourselves. Did the target have the necklace?" yelled the leader.

"Yeah, boss we have it. Let's get outta here so we can fuck the girls!" said one of the henchmen in the back of the van.

The leader started the van's engine, shifted the van into gear and slammed his foot on the accelerator. The van's tires screamed and burned before the van was launched from its place at a high speed.

Arrian heard the screeching of tires, but figured it was just some kid playing street racer. He went back to cleaning.

"Master, I noticed that every time you had to save someone you went in without protecting your identity."

"I had been thinking the same thing. It is possible that whoever took us from that party knew my identity. I can't afford to risk the lives of so many people. I bought an item I hope will help with my identity problem."

"That is good to hear master."

Brandon and Greg were both heading to the Michaels' house. It was after Angela's tirade that they realized they had both had acted like unappreciative fools. Brandon hadn't thanked Arrian for his part in his son's return, even after hearing it from Greg's own mouth.

Brandon pulled into the Michaels' driveway and turned the car off.

Arian was putting all the cleaning cloths into the washing bin and was extracting a very small sleeping bundle from the front seat when he heard his name being called. So with a firm hold on Sarah he made his way into his home.

Entering from the back door he made his way up the stairs to put Sarah into her bed before seeing why he was called.

He was walking into the kitchen when he stopped. Greg and Brandon were sitting at the kitchen counter.

"What are you two doing here?" Arrian asked.

"Arrian we have a bigger problem. Brandon says Angela came here earlier to apologize to us and to spend some time with Ashley, but neither of them is here." Helen said near tears.

In that moment something clicked in his head, the tire screech he heard earlier.

"Shit!" Arrian cursed.

"What?" asked a worried Brandon.

"I think I have an idea about what happened but I'm not sure. I need to find them first," Arrian said.

He held his hand out with his palm towards the ceiling. Slowly a small sphere began to form in his hand, barely visible, but still clearly there.

"Find them," Arrian said to the sphere before it vanished.

He turned to the others, "It won't be long now. I need to get ready."

"Boss, we are almost there. You are going to the warehouse in the Koran district right?"

"Yeah, the head boss's right hand man is waiting for us there. Hey open a window all this smoke is starting to get to me," The leader yelled.

All the men ignored the faint breeze that entered and exited the van.

Arrian came down the stairs of his home, dressed for battle. He wore all black army styled pants, with an all black long sleeve shirt that clung to his body like a second layer of skin. His sword was hanging on his back and he had on a pair of black gloves. In one hand he held what looked like a mask.

Without speaking to anyone he went to the back yard.

He walked over to the bike he had acquired recently.

"Ignition," he said.

A series a beeping and chirping of sorts followed before it settled.

"Wait," Brandon called.

"What is it?" Arrian asked.

"I am not letting you go after my daughter alone! Take Greg with you."

Arrian looked Brandon over closely.

"Never, give me orders. I will go alone. If you want to help, then please take these; limit release, weapons discharge."

The bike's console whirred and opened revealing the hidden armory inside.

He pulled out three Glock22's and six extra magazines and handed them over to Brandon.

Arrian looked at Greg when he spoke to Brandon, "You CAN shoot, right?"

Brandon nodded.

The breeze picked up and surrounded everyone in the back yard.

They heard the wind blowing; Arrian could understand its true meaning. He now knew where the girls and abductors were and where they were heading.

Helen looked a little pale; Arrian was worried about all the stress on her, and how it might affect the baby.

"Arrian, I'm..." Helen was cut off and Arrian tenderly kissed her.

"It's OK; I'll bring them back. I'll be fine," he said softly running his hand on her tummy.

He picked up the mask he had placed on the seat of the bike and put it on. It was black and red Japanese oni mask. Arrian's mask was different from most oni masks. Oni masks were very detailed and colorful and showed a demon; Arrian's was not. His was completely smooth, all black with red 'slashes' decorating the mask. Four holes were opened in the front: two for his eyes, which were back to their red slitted form and two more holes for his nose to breathe through. His long hair was wild on his head making his form was quite menacing.

He jumped on the bike and in a cloud of smoke, he was gone.

Arrian tore through streets with a vengeance. He was moving very fast; it wouldn't be long before he reached his desired location.

I could move myself there, but if I do that, I don't know what can go wrong or even who will be there I need as much of my strength as possible, Arrian thought.

"Should we fuck them now or let them wake up before we start the fun?" asked one of the henchmen.

"Wait. We already sent the necklace to the boss. So we should wait until they are fully able to fight back while we fuck them. It's no fun if they just lay there motionless," the leader spoke.

Randy watched the exchange with growing anxiety, he knew that during the process used to make him what he was now he had lost his sex drive, but he had gained a more sadistic and malicious streak.

More than that, his desire for revenge was unparalleled; he knew when he got his hands on that bastard Arrian, he would make him regret the very moment he was conceived.

Using his newfound vision, Arrian scanned the area ahead of his location and spotted the warehouse where the girls were being held in.

How in the hell am I going to get in there without giving too much of a warning? Arrian asked himself.

Arrian looked around trying to find some way inside, then he looked higher up on the five story warehouse. The girls were on the second floor, but if he went in from the bottom, chances are there would be hired muscle there. So if the bottom is out, it was time to think outside the box.

The girls slowly began coming out of the unconscious state. Both girls were a bit groggy and couldn't seem to focus their eyes well.

"Oh look the pussies finally woke up. Good thing that stuff we used isn't too strong," one man salivated.

That brought both girls out of their haziness. They were on some sort of bed and completely surrounded by men. These men stared for a few seconds before each began undressing.

Arrian found himself on the roof of the five-story building. He knew he needed to think fast; any waste of time could be fatal.

He wouldn't go through the door since chances were there might be some of those freaks he shot in the laboratory. He couldn't go in from the top; he might injure one of the girls.

If only I could go in from one of the sides.

Arrian's eyes opened wide.

He walked to the end of the roof and looked down and noticed that the walls had few windows and most were located near the corners of the building not the middle where he was. He pulled his sword from his back and took a deep breath before jumping.

He jumped about six feet higher than the roof of the building, but stayed close to the wall, and he came close to the roof he took his sword and shoved nearly two feet of it into the wall and landed with his feet on the back of the blade, driving it down with his weight.

The sword ripped through the wall like a hot knife through butter. As he neared the third floor he turned his body to face the wall; moving quickly, he planted his right foot on the wall and pushed up. He launched his body higher up the wall and again drove his sword into the wall; only this time as his body turned he held the sword and sliced through the wall.

Occasionally he would kick out to change his direction but he maintained the blade in the wall. Finally it seemed he had centered himself and was sliding back down the building hanging from his sword. He noticed a small crack in the building that was big enough for his hand so he stuck it in and held on for dear life.

His left hand held the wall; his right his sword. Now it was time to free his sister and Angela. He tucked the sword back into its sheath on his back and got his footing ready.

He looked at his target one last time and pulled his body up as hard as he could, rotating in midair he targeted the center of the wall most damaged by his sword. He felt the wall give under the force of his kick.

As he watched the wall crumble he planted his hand on part of the missing wall. He held this position as the rest of the wall gave way. His position formed a 'Y' his feet touching opposite points of the wall he pushed himself into the warehouse.

"Let's fuck'em boys!" said the leader.

"No!" both girls shrieked.

"Anyone have a favorite?" Another asked.

Randy looked on in joy, he knew that if they hurt either of the girls that fucker Arrian would suffer as well.

The men were half naked when a strange noise broke through the haze of their lust.

"Alright assholes, that can only be one person. Quit dicking around and get your guns!" Randy yelled.

"Boss what about the pussy?" one asked.

"We'll fuck after we kill this dick!" he yelled back.