08-05-2008, 04:12 AM
(part 6) Desert Eagle written by Nerveexplosion
1 down 5 to go she thought as she continued browsing on the net, then she found what she wanted. The next 2 on the list. They were #2 John (the big one) and #3 James Hasenford. She had finally found where they lived. Unluckily for them they had been convicted of armed robbery and now had a records which Valerie used to locate them (damn those computer classes combined with the anarchist cookbook and a few references really helped). They had pleaded guilty and testified against the gunman that had killed 3 people at the bank they were trying to rob. The fact that 2 of the three were cops helped John get out of jail on good behavior in 2 years and since James was only the get away driver he only served a year and a half. Damn it she thought to her self, that's twice the law has done nothing.....oh well thank God it's summer.....................
With no school she could afford to take some days off to travel to Chicago, where she had found that the brothers lived. This time her plan of attack was a little different, since they were living in the city there wasn't really any way to get close to their apartment in the middle of the night. They lived on the 12th floor of a 15-story building so there would be SOME type of security. And with their previous backgrounds of armed robbery she figured they would be packing. In her first 2 days in Chicago she primarily did some recon on the both of em. They had pretty active night lives staying out from 10 PM until as late as 6 AM before going home. Lucky for her she had decided to go ahead and step into one of the clubs they frequented on her 4th night there. She was wearing a very small, form fitting (and what a nice form it is) dress that was VERY tight in ALL the right places. She made sure that she made her way to where they were sitting and introduced her self as Jessica. After taking a look at her James asked, "Do I know you from somewhere?" No, she replied I doubt it. For a minute there he really thought he recognized her from some where but couldn't put his finger on it. After 2 hours of talking and dancing with the brothers they offered to go by their place........
Later that night.
She'd been at the house only about 15 minutes and was already making out with James in the living room of the duplex apartment while John had gone to the bathroom to shower and change. Meanwhile in the living room....... Damn, he kept thinking to himself, I know this girl from some where and as he continued to try and place his finger on it she finally snapped into action. Hearing the shower turn on she knew now was her chance. Since they were making out she started reaching for his crotch, but instead of what James thought was coming she elbowed him right on the balls. * fuuuuuuckkk * he gasped as he reached for his manhood. His arm never got there as Valerie connected with a right hook to his face effectively knocking him off the couch. She kicked off her high heels before jumping off of the couch and standing in a defensive stance.
She wasn't on the defensive very long as she ran up and punted her foot into his stomach launching him unto his back. She straddled him cooing, "remember me now?" before punching him over and over and OVER effectively breaking his nose and blackening his right eye. She picked him up and with a running start slammed him against the wall knocking the breath out of him. She then kissed him again afterwards again cooing, "Still don't remember me?" before slamming him to the ground with a judo toss, which is when John stormed out of the other room with nothing but some board shorts on. "What the F**K!" he screamed as he saw his little brother getting tossed to the floor like a rag doll.
"Oh don't worry about him, I was just teaching him a history lesson. And you're next."
She charged at the 6 '2 behemoth taking a BIG swing with her right hand. He side stepped it and grabbed her by the right arm. Just as he was bringing her towards him she spun around in his grip and hooked her right leg then spun again tripping him. "damn it!" he shouted from the floor, "I knew we knew you from some where, just didn't expect you to track us after West Point." "Now you know, and NOW your gonna pay!!!!" she screamed again charging at him this time sending a kick flying towards his head.
BIG MISTAKE. From the floor he caught her ankle with his right hand. Then he stood up lifting her ankle sending her to the floor on her back. Next thing she knew she was in the air again, He had grabbed her ankle with both of his massive arms now and swung her around form one side of his body to the other, she almost hit the roof as he slammed her back down on her side. AAAAAUUUUGHH! She cried winded by the impact. Thud again her repeated the maneuver before finally aiming towards the wall and letting go of her ankle. THUD! Again the sound of flesh hitting concrete as she slammed against the wall back first.
Once she got to her knees he picked her up by the throat and slammed her into the wall. ooooof!! She grunted as he plowed into the middle of her stomach with his right hand but he had barely penetrated her when his fist bounced back. Her stomach muscles were the only things to save her from getting the breath completely knocked out of her. Ooooff! Another right hand, this time at the navel, his fist sinking a little deeper this time. But flexing her muscles was starting to become increasingly hard as she was getting light headed from the choke hold he had on her throat with his left hand so when the third punch came it almost ripped through her. John felt the whoosh of her breath as he impaled her on his fist breaking through her defenses. He kept on plowing deeper until his fist was almost wrist deep inside the girl and then let her drop to the floor.
She just rolled on her side and clutched at her stomach while trying to suck in air. John then kicked her in the lower stomach under where her arms were protecting her again knocking the breath out of her. "NOW STAY DOWN!" he commanded as he went to check on his brother. Valerie was finally starting to get a hold of herself when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw her purse next to the sofa. She crawled towards it trying to not to make any noise but just when she was about to get to it John had already turned his attention back to her. He picked her up by her hair and stood her up straight before nailing her with an uppercut that ripped into her from her navel to her sternum.
UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGG!!! She grunted, that one had enough force behind it to lift her off of the ground. Again he grabbed her by the hair and tried to stand her up straight as her legs at this point were nothing more than Jell-O. He picked her up and brought her down back first on his knee. She thought he broke her back for a minute as her entire body went completely limp upon impact. Her eyes glassed over as the only thing she could think about was the excruciating pain in her back......until he brought down both of his fist right in the middle of her stretch out stomach. AAAAUUGHH!! She moaned as every last bit of air was forced from her lungs. He could have sworn he felt her spine on that one, so her repeated the move. She couldn't even scream this time as all the breath was already knocked out of her. The steak she had eaten along with every thing she had had at the club all came up as she lay there on his knee. Drool and vomit running a trail down her cheek as she dry heaved afterward. He rolled her off of his knee and again went to check on his brother. Again and again Valerie dry heaved but her stomach was empty, soon the nausea started to go away and she began thinking clearly again.
She crawled towards her purse again this time she reached it. As she grabbed it she could no longer support herself with her arms and again fell to the floor on her side clutching her stomach. She heard John's footsteps behind her and heard him check that his gun was loaded. I knew they had to be packing she thought as he reached her. "I want my face to be the last thing you see b**ch" he muttered as he grabbed her left shoulder to flip her over and then * BOOM * everything went black, and John Hasenford ceased to be. When she reached her purse Valerie whipped out the Desert Eagle (one big mother fu**ing 50 caliber hand cannon) with her right hand so that when she fell she covered it with her body. When he rolled her he basically aimed for her as her right hand ended up pointing right at his chest. The entrance was small but as she flipped him over she saw that the exit wound was as big around as 2 baseballs. She hobbled over to James and blew his face to pieces before getting her purse and climbing out of the fire escape. 3 down 3 to go........
1 down 5 to go she thought as she continued browsing on the net, then she found what she wanted. The next 2 on the list. They were #2 John (the big one) and #3 James Hasenford. She had finally found where they lived. Unluckily for them they had been convicted of armed robbery and now had a records which Valerie used to locate them (damn those computer classes combined with the anarchist cookbook and a few references really helped). They had pleaded guilty and testified against the gunman that had killed 3 people at the bank they were trying to rob. The fact that 2 of the three were cops helped John get out of jail on good behavior in 2 years and since James was only the get away driver he only served a year and a half. Damn it she thought to her self, that's twice the law has done nothing.....oh well thank God it's summer.....................
With no school she could afford to take some days off to travel to Chicago, where she had found that the brothers lived. This time her plan of attack was a little different, since they were living in the city there wasn't really any way to get close to their apartment in the middle of the night. They lived on the 12th floor of a 15-story building so there would be SOME type of security. And with their previous backgrounds of armed robbery she figured they would be packing. In her first 2 days in Chicago she primarily did some recon on the both of em. They had pretty active night lives staying out from 10 PM until as late as 6 AM before going home. Lucky for her she had decided to go ahead and step into one of the clubs they frequented on her 4th night there. She was wearing a very small, form fitting (and what a nice form it is) dress that was VERY tight in ALL the right places. She made sure that she made her way to where they were sitting and introduced her self as Jessica. After taking a look at her James asked, "Do I know you from somewhere?" No, she replied I doubt it. For a minute there he really thought he recognized her from some where but couldn't put his finger on it. After 2 hours of talking and dancing with the brothers they offered to go by their place........
Later that night.
She'd been at the house only about 15 minutes and was already making out with James in the living room of the duplex apartment while John had gone to the bathroom to shower and change. Meanwhile in the living room....... Damn, he kept thinking to himself, I know this girl from some where and as he continued to try and place his finger on it she finally snapped into action. Hearing the shower turn on she knew now was her chance. Since they were making out she started reaching for his crotch, but instead of what James thought was coming she elbowed him right on the balls. * fuuuuuuckkk * he gasped as he reached for his manhood. His arm never got there as Valerie connected with a right hook to his face effectively knocking him off the couch. She kicked off her high heels before jumping off of the couch and standing in a defensive stance.
She wasn't on the defensive very long as she ran up and punted her foot into his stomach launching him unto his back. She straddled him cooing, "remember me now?" before punching him over and over and OVER effectively breaking his nose and blackening his right eye. She picked him up and with a running start slammed him against the wall knocking the breath out of him. She then kissed him again afterwards again cooing, "Still don't remember me?" before slamming him to the ground with a judo toss, which is when John stormed out of the other room with nothing but some board shorts on. "What the F**K!" he screamed as he saw his little brother getting tossed to the floor like a rag doll.
"Oh don't worry about him, I was just teaching him a history lesson. And you're next."
She charged at the 6 '2 behemoth taking a BIG swing with her right hand. He side stepped it and grabbed her by the right arm. Just as he was bringing her towards him she spun around in his grip and hooked her right leg then spun again tripping him. "damn it!" he shouted from the floor, "I knew we knew you from some where, just didn't expect you to track us after West Point." "Now you know, and NOW your gonna pay!!!!" she screamed again charging at him this time sending a kick flying towards his head.
BIG MISTAKE. From the floor he caught her ankle with his right hand. Then he stood up lifting her ankle sending her to the floor on her back. Next thing she knew she was in the air again, He had grabbed her ankle with both of his massive arms now and swung her around form one side of his body to the other, she almost hit the roof as he slammed her back down on her side. AAAAAUUUUGHH! She cried winded by the impact. Thud again her repeated the maneuver before finally aiming towards the wall and letting go of her ankle. THUD! Again the sound of flesh hitting concrete as she slammed against the wall back first.
Once she got to her knees he picked her up by the throat and slammed her into the wall. ooooof!! She grunted as he plowed into the middle of her stomach with his right hand but he had barely penetrated her when his fist bounced back. Her stomach muscles were the only things to save her from getting the breath completely knocked out of her. Ooooff! Another right hand, this time at the navel, his fist sinking a little deeper this time. But flexing her muscles was starting to become increasingly hard as she was getting light headed from the choke hold he had on her throat with his left hand so when the third punch came it almost ripped through her. John felt the whoosh of her breath as he impaled her on his fist breaking through her defenses. He kept on plowing deeper until his fist was almost wrist deep inside the girl and then let her drop to the floor.
She just rolled on her side and clutched at her stomach while trying to suck in air. John then kicked her in the lower stomach under where her arms were protecting her again knocking the breath out of her. "NOW STAY DOWN!" he commanded as he went to check on his brother. Valerie was finally starting to get a hold of herself when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw her purse next to the sofa. She crawled towards it trying to not to make any noise but just when she was about to get to it John had already turned his attention back to her. He picked her up by her hair and stood her up straight before nailing her with an uppercut that ripped into her from her navel to her sternum.
UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNGGGG!!! She grunted, that one had enough force behind it to lift her off of the ground. Again he grabbed her by the hair and tried to stand her up straight as her legs at this point were nothing more than Jell-O. He picked her up and brought her down back first on his knee. She thought he broke her back for a minute as her entire body went completely limp upon impact. Her eyes glassed over as the only thing she could think about was the excruciating pain in her back......until he brought down both of his fist right in the middle of her stretch out stomach. AAAAUUGHH!! She moaned as every last bit of air was forced from her lungs. He could have sworn he felt her spine on that one, so her repeated the move. She couldn't even scream this time as all the breath was already knocked out of her. The steak she had eaten along with every thing she had had at the club all came up as she lay there on his knee. Drool and vomit running a trail down her cheek as she dry heaved afterward. He rolled her off of his knee and again went to check on his brother. Again and again Valerie dry heaved but her stomach was empty, soon the nausea started to go away and she began thinking clearly again.
She crawled towards her purse again this time she reached it. As she grabbed it she could no longer support herself with her arms and again fell to the floor on her side clutching her stomach. She heard John's footsteps behind her and heard him check that his gun was loaded. I knew they had to be packing she thought as he reached her. "I want my face to be the last thing you see b**ch" he muttered as he grabbed her left shoulder to flip her over and then * BOOM * everything went black, and John Hasenford ceased to be. When she reached her purse Valerie whipped out the Desert Eagle (one big mother fu**ing 50 caliber hand cannon) with her right hand so that when she fell she covered it with her body. When he rolled her he basically aimed for her as her right hand ended up pointing right at his chest. The entrance was small but as she flipped him over she saw that the exit wound was as big around as 2 baseballs. She hobbled over to James and blew his face to pieces before getting her purse and climbing out of the fire escape. 3 down 3 to go........