Six is enough.

[stratos]

[w]
Tag Skylar


Mike gave a rather annoyed sigh as he exited his car. It was safe to say that Mike was not very happy today. The reason for his unhappiness was a dirt bag by the name of Brett Angus. The guy was certified scum. Three times Mike brought him in and three times that guy got away because lack of testimony. It was understandable that the women would not come forward. This guy was violent rapist. He used weapons and he liked to beat them before during and after as well. Without a solid testimony or witness this guy was running free. Six women already and Mike wasn’t going to let there be a seventh women on his watch.

For five days Mike had been trailing the guy and watching his every move. He just needed to catch him in the act or better yet have the guy pull a weapon. That way Mike could put a end to that bastard once and for all. Mike was getting frustrated on the fifth day, today, since he was not able to catch the guy so much as jay walk. Today however was going to be different; Mike had a feeling his body. Mike had grew up in a cesspool of crime and he could always almost always tell when someone had ill intention. There was just a look in their eyes. A certain foul aura about them and that foul aura left a reeking trail all the way to the park.

Mike had tailed the guy to the park. This was it. It was late a night and the park was rather empty by now. Mike knew this guy’s profile. He was going to in casually and stalk around until he found some woman alone then attack her. Subdue her with a beating and drag her off to somewhere more isolated. That’s how the other cases went and scum like Angus didn’t change their profile. They weren’t too smart. Mike had followed the guy into the heart of the park keeping a adequate enough distance not to be spotted. Mike was wearing casual clothes and a coat to make himself blend in.

The park itself was somewhat empty, but there were some people around here. That meant that guy wouldn’t strike here. He would go somewhere more isolated. Mike’s eyes caught that the guy was turning around a bend in the trail where the trail split off. “Hey buddy!” Before Mike knew it he was surrounded by a few tourists with one of them holding out a camera to him. “Could you take our picture for us?” Mike shook his head and push his way through the gawking visitors to this country. “Shit..” That was all Mike could mutter. Angus was gone. Mike had lost track of him.

[skyler]

[W] [M]- Mild torture / Insinuating rape / Abuse
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Skyler D’Agusta was currently finishing up her protest that she held in the beautiful park of Sanglinee in support of the trees. She had made some success with her protest some people took her flyers and supported what she was doing, but some others just laughed at her and walked away. Skyler packed up her flyers which were made from recycled paper that she had bought. It wasn't hurting more trees because the paper had already been used before, it was for an example old newspapers, or old books nobody wanted anymore. Skyler had a small little table that she had, had one of her male friends bring in for her since she couldn’t lift it. He was supposed to come help her take it back to her car but he wasn’t here yet and he wasn’t answering. So she just did the only thing she could think of she slid it behind one of the bushes and would come back for it tomorrow. Next she bent down and gathered the stack of flyers she had just collected and she put them into her bag.

Skyler looked around to see some people were still in her general area, though they seemed to be heading towards the entrance to the park. The entrance to the park was about half a mile away from where she was, which was no big walk since she took walks everyday. There wasn’t much light so Skyler had to be careful when she was walking because there was small dips in the grass along the path she had to travel. There was another reason she had to be careful as well. Skyler had been watching the news and there had been reports of a rapist running around this area so Skyler wanted to get back to her car right away. She picked up her bag putting it around her shoulders and slowly began to walk towards the area of her car. As she was walking she thought she heard footsteps following her, but she might have been hearing things. “Come on Sky get hold of yourself.” She walked about twenty more steps when she stopped and turned really fast.

She of course didn’t see anything and laughed to herself once more. “Skyler girl you are losing it.” She went and turned back around and gasped at the sight in front of her. Standing in front of her was a man who by any means wasn’t the least bit good looking, he was downright awful looking. His hair was greasy and ended chin length it was covered by a dirty red and white baseball cap. His eyes were dark and gloomy and looked as if they could burn her down to the bone with one glare. She glanced down and saw his clothing wasn’t much better it was dirty and ripped in certain places. “Uh sorry didn’t mean to run into you.” Skyler went to sidestep him and he did the same, she then sidestepped the other way, which he again repeated. “Excuse me but please let me pass.” She looked up into the man’s eyes and he let off an evil smirk and shook his head no.

Next thing Skyler knew her bag was being ripped from her and tossed to the side, and she instantly started to back up. “What the fuck is your problem dude?” The man took a step towards her, which she backed up again, and he once more came toward her. Skyler looked around to see if there was anyone who she could scream to but she was out of luck the people that were there five minutes ago were gone. She took a chance and grabbed her phone from her pocket and just pressed a button hoping it would call someone. The voice of her friend came through, which Skyler screamed for him to help her. Before she could get any more out the man had grabbed the phone and threw it against a large Oak tree and it split into twenty little pieces. The man then grabbed her arm and squeezed it sneering at her and chuckling. “That isn’t going to save you now bitch.” [/I]

He then picked her up and hoisted her over his shoulder and started to walk behind some tall bushes, it was then that Skyler started screaming and kicking. As soon as they were behind the bushes she was thrown from his shoulder onto the hard ground where she tried to crawl away. He stopped her by pulling her by the ankle back to him, and he flipped her over onto her back. Skyler went to scream but before she could even get it out he slapped her extremely hard across the face which instantly split her lip. Skyler gasped out loudly as the pain ripped through her face and down into her neck caused from the strength of the slap. She whimpered out and started to cry as the man went and tore off her jacket, then followed it by ripping off her shirt and throwing them into a pile. “NO LEAVE ME ALONE SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE HELP ME!!!!” Skyler was screaming out for help but as far as she knew nobody was in the park anymore, they had gone home. She was twisting around on the floor trying to get away from him but she stopped in her tracks when he pulled out a switch blade and popped it open.

The man then took the blade and placed it under the middle of her bra the cold metal against her skin making her cry on in fear. He then sliced upwards and her bra was cut down the middle and fell to the side exposing her breasts to the rapist straddling her. “No please leave me alone please don’t hurt me.” The man smirked and slapped her across the face again with his hand the wasn’t holding the knife. When he struck her it was in the same place as before so of course the pain was twice as bad and split her lip more so than before. Skyler was crying hard now tears pouring down her face making her wince as some of the salty tears landed on her split lip. She closed her eyes and tried to block out what was happening to her but her eyes shot open as she felt him unbutton her pants and yank them down. She struggled with his grip but it wasn’t working, he had on firmly to her as Skyler screamed out again. “SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE HE IS ATTACKING ME HELP!!!” “Nobody is here to help you bitch you are mine now, and I will use you how I please.” [/I] She screamed out again when he dragged the blade from her collarbone down to her hipbone leaving a small trail of blood. It was then that Skyler completely blacked out and her eyes closed as she sunk into unconsciousness.

[stratos]

[m] - Language and violence

“Fuck!” Mike yelled out loudly as frustration gripped him and made him go into a almost panicking state. Mike’s frustration was directed both at him and at the damn tourists who got in his way. Mike only lived in France for a short time, but he certainly was getting weary of all the new people arriving each and everyday. That did not matter now. What mattered was finding the bastard and stop him before he hurt another woman. Six was more then enough and Mike was not going to have a seventh hanging on his conscious. “God damn it. I can’t fucking believe I lost him. I’m such a fucktard. Fucktard!” Mike yelled at himself after he pushed himself into a run towards the direction Angus was last seen.

Mike turned that same bend, but there was nothing. Nothing and nobody around. Mike could feel his stomach sink like a rock. A feeling of despair swept over him. This was not suppose to happen. Mike was suppose to be following him and making sure he didn’t hurt someone else. It was almost over. Mike knew that Angus had his mind on hunting the moment he walked into the park and now the bastard was hunting. With luck maybe everyone left the park already and there would be no one here. Maybe, but Mike knew it would be much wiser to be safe then sorry. Even if Mike could not get there and time to stop that bastard maybe Mike could get there quick enough to arrest him and put behind jail forever… or better yet…

A murderous intent swept over Mike. The forty year old cop reached into his coat and pulled out his gun. The bastard probably had a weapon. Saving another person or self defense… either way was a reasonable justification for killing Angus. It ends here. Mike turned the safety of his gun off, checked the ammo, then ran hard. Mike did not know where Angus had ran off too, but Mike had both instinct and reasoning to on. Angus would probably go for a moment isolated area where he could take his prey in peace. Yet Angus would have to go somewhere there would potentially be people. Where would that be? Then it hit Mike in head. Literally: a flyer about a rally. Of course. Angus would probably be picking off any woman who was lingering or leaving that area.

“SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE HE IS ATTACKING ME HELP!!!”

Mike cocked his head in the direction that scream came from. “Motherfucker.” Mike began to head over to where the scream came from. He hoped he was not too late, but then he felt that despair and rage inside of him again as the screams gone silence. Please. Please don’t be too late. Mike could only pray to whatever higher power was above him. Mike came to the area where the attack happened. He could feel it. Mike could almost smell that feeling of terror and malice still lingering around. He was close. That bastard must be close by.

As he got closer he saw what was happening. The bastard was straddling the girl. She was beaten. Her clothes were torn. No. She wasn’t moving. There was blood and a bloodied switchblade. Mike’s eyes widen beneath his sunglasses. No! No! That rage inside of him snapped. Mike screamed with fury and raised his gun up. “You son of a bitch!” Angus only had time to turn over and look as Mike fire round after deafening round into the scum. Angus yelped out, his body reacted violently to the force of the shots as blood soaked his clothes, then he fell over and died. By the time it was over Mike was still pulling the trigger, but no more shots were going out. Mike emptied his entire clip into Angus.

Mike’s rage soon simmered and the area became eerily quiet. Slowly Mike put his gun away and went over to the girl. He pushed the dead man off of her. Mike came too late. The poor girl looked beaten. Her clothes were all torn off, but Mike stopped Angus before he could do anything else. A quick look over to the dead man confirmed it. Angus was busy trying to get his pants off when Mike showed up. The girl. Wait. Mike reached out and took her pluse. She was still alive. She was bleeding a bit, but she was still alive. Quickly Mike took off his coat and wrapped around the girl and then used his cell phone to call for help. “This is detective Mike Stratos. I need a ambulance and police down to the park right now…”

[skyler]

Skyler D’Agusta lay there completely unconscious and not knowing that the rapist known as Angus was about to sexually assault her. Somewhere in her mind as she was laying there unconscious she could still feel things and could feel the man going for her pants and taking them completely off. Though she felt it, it was still nothing she could do about it because she couldn’t move. Slowly she did regain some sort of consciousness enough to feel the pressure of him straddling her still. She could also feel the pain of all her little cuts and bruises he had already given to her. She felt him stop tugging on her and moving around a bit Skyler put two and two together and figured out he was probably removing his pants. She whimpered softly for him to stop, but it was so quiet that he didn’t hear her.

As she whimpered she heard someone in the distance shouting at the rapist and saying you son of a bitch, Skyler thought that she was saved. As the other man yelled Angus turned and Skyler felt the pressure as his hand pressed down on her cut. Then all at once the man on top of her began jerking repeatedly as she heard gunshot after gunshot. Angus screamed loudly as he body violently jerked around and Skyler felt wetness strike her in the face, she figured it was his blood. Then as she was laying there she felt something heavy fall onto her body and wetness now soaking her entire front; the dead body had landed on her. She laid there no quite sure what to do because she was still too terrified to actually move.

Before she knew it the gunman had come over and pushed the dead man off of her and the cold brisk air struck her to the very bone. Of course she would be cold because it wasn’t exactly warm weather yet, and she was laying in her bra and underwear on the cold ground. She felt the other man place his fingers on her wrist like checking for a pulse and Skyler wanted to shout. “I’m alive I’m alive!” In the next minute the man had wrapped something warm around her and she started to shiver, as her body went from cold to semi warm. She vaguely heard him call someone on his cell phone and he said his name was Mike Stratos and he was a detective. She let out a sigh of relief because she was save now she was with someone who wasn’t going to hurt her. She coughed before speaking softly for her voice was too weak to speak more clearer. “Thank you.”

[stratos]

Was what he doing was right? Yes it was. He had saved someone’s life. It was rage that drove him to pull the trigger so many times, but when it was over… there was bitterness in him. It was a bitterness mixed with emptiness. Mike had this feeling before and it was not pleasant. His gun had very low recoil and Mike had fire the gun so many times, but his hands were numb and shaking. His arms were numb and shaking also. God he remembered the last time his hands and arms felt like this. It was not a very good memory for him. It was one of his forgotten nightmares which now was starting to pop up and flash before his eyes.

It was several years ago, but the feeling that day and today was the same. It was some dusty city in Iraq. Mike couldn’t even pronounce the name properly. Lots of street firefights and door to door raids. It reminded Mike a lot of his neighborhood in New York except this time everyone was aiming for him. It was another dangerous raid. Mike’s unit was pinned down from fire coming from adjacent rooftops. They had to raid and take over a house or else they’ll be killed. Sandra led the raid. She busted through the door first. Mike was second.

The sound of gunfire filled the room as they went in. Sandra went down. Mike watched as she went down right in front of him to the gunfire. Without hesitating Mike turned and aimed his gun in the direction the fire came from. It was a kid. A boy no more then twelve given an AK and yelling something very adamantly in Arabic. The boy’s gun had jammed. What the hell was this? Who gave this kid a gun and told him to shoot at American soldiers? Jihad… holy war… fight and die in the name of god. What god would’ve allowed a child to go to kill people? There was no god. Mike opened fire.

Mike had finished wrapping his coat around the girl when she began to stir. It looked like both a mixture of physical trauma and emotional stress that caused her to lose consciousness. When her stirring finally caused her to wake up he heard her cough then heard her words. “Y-you’re welcome. You’re going to be alright.” Mike kneeled down beside her and stroked her head reassuringly. Such a pretty young woman. It was worth. Mike did the right. He save dher. He stopped her from becoming the seventh victim. “Police and ambulance are on the way. You’ll be fine. My name is Mike Stratos. I’m a detective with the police department. I’m so sorry I couldn’t come sooner.” Mike felt like he should’ve apologize. If only he didn’t lose sight of Angus. Carefully the older Mike would lift up the young woman into his arms and carry her off. She didn’t need to wake up to a dead body. He was going to go to the entrance where the police and the medics would be waiting.

[skyler]

Skyler was in and out of consciousness when she was awake she couldn’t believe what could of happened if this detective hadn’t shown up. Though she was glad to be saved she was slightly mad with herself if she had been smarter this wouldn’t have happened. Though it wasn’t really her fault she felt like this was because she didn’t listen to the news. The news had said that no women should be alone at night without someone there with them because of the rapist. She never intended to be alone at this time of night her friend was supposed to be doing the rally with her but he ended up ditching her. She snuggled herself into the man’s coat some more, since her body temperature was lower because of the weather, and the fact that she was just on the ground almost completely naked. Though she had the jacket on it didn’t stop her from shivering for she was freezing and still shocked as hell.

As she was sitting there wrapped in Mike’s coat she looked up to him and said thank you for saving her, she kept looking up at him until he spoke. He went and said you’re welcome and that she was going to be alright which was reassuring to her because she was still scared. She knew the guy was dead because she could see his body through the corner of her eye, she wasn’t going to look right at him. She opened her eyes a bit bigger as the man kneeled down beside her which scared her because he was after all a man. Skyler quickly got over that when he stroked her head reassuringly and she smiled up at him now realizing she was completely save. He went and said that the police and ambulance were on their way, which Skyler couldn’t wait for, the warmness of a vehicle. Her head hurt as she brought her fingers up to her face and felt around, and instantly winced, she could feel the bruises his left.

She looked up at him once more as he went and said that she would be fine, and his name was Mike Stratos and he was a detective. Somehow in her mind she must’ve known that’s what he was because a random person might not of helped her like he did. Skyler was about to tell him her name when he said that he was so sorry that he couldn’t come sooner, she was shocked he felt like this was his fault. “Mike stop it, this wasn’t your fault it was going to happen whether or not you were here. Just think though, if it wasn’t for you then I would have been raped and possibly worse, he could’ve killed me. You did an amazing thing here you saved me, I am forever in your debt.” She grunted in pain as he softly lifted her up into his arms and carried her towards the front of the park where the police and medics were. As they got closer to the front she could see the flashing lights and the caution tape that was blocking off the park to everyone.

[stratos]

There was something special about this girl. Mike could feeling and Mike was usually a very good judge of character. She was beautiful in a delicate pretty kind of way. There was no denying that with her curly honey brown eyes, her slender figure, full lips, and that ethereal face. As sick as it may sound Angus always had the best taste in women. The other victims were very lovely as well before they got beaten with bruises all over their faces. At least Mike came before Angus really got started on her. Sure there were some bruises and that broken lip, but it was very light compared to the other victim. Even like this Mike could tell how pretty she must’ve been before Angus came.

Yet it was not just her physical beauty that had Mike intrigued. There was something about her. Since she was in this area it was Mike’s assumption that she was one of the environmentalist or whatever. It was thanks to a flyer that he was able to find her. If his instincts were not wrong, which they usually weren’t, she was activist in her early twenty’s maybe. Perhaps this wasn’t the first abuse she suffered in her life. That idea came from when he knelt down and reached out to her and saw her eyes widen. More then likely it must’ve been due to the recent events. When Mike did stroke her he could feel her become relax and reassured by his touch.

She feels secured now. She’s calm. She’s probably one of those strong independent types. Maybe a middle child. Not enough attention or something. A bad boyfriend? She probably acts strong on the outside, but she more then likely yearns to be loved and protected on the inside.

Mike had thought softly to himself. For one who was a failure academically, Mike was pretty good at psychologically analyzing people. A skill through simple practice plus it was always part of a detective’s mentality. It was also a double edge sword since it made him more introspective and a lot of times people do not like what they see when they look into the proverbial mirror. His thoughts came to a stop when she responded to him and told him it was not his fault. That humbled him for a moment and relieved some of the guilt. What a wonderful girl she was. It also took away some of the regret from firing the gun; knowing that he saved a good person.

“Forever in my debt?” Mike chuckled softly, “Don’t be so dramatic or serious. You might regret those words, I don’t think you would want to give your life to me. I been known to take advantage of situations like that.” Mike chuckled again. He was trying to add humor and lighten up the mood. Mike carried her towards the front of the park where the ambulance and police cars were already waiting. Leading the officers in uniform was none other then his rookie. “Angus is in there. Go secure the scene.” Mike ordered the young man before the young man could say anything. Mike knew there was going to be a shit load of paperwork he was going to have to do and he was going to get chewed out, but for now… no one was going to bother him. Mike then went over to the ambulance where the medics were waiting. Following their instructions he set her down onto the stretcher.

[skyler]

Skyler didn’t feel safe at all, all she wanted to do was go home and curl up in bed by herself away from everyone else. The man that saved her she still wasn’t completely sure she could trust him because he had just literally destroyed a man in front of her. If he could do that she wasn’t sure what else he couldn’t or wouldn’t do. She knew in her mind that she was just over thinking things and this man would protect her from harm. She did move away when he bent down towards her but Skyler did physically relax once he stroked her hair and reassured her. She looked up at him and smiled softly knowing that she was now completely safe and the man who tried to rape her wasn’t ever going to hurt her again.

She snuggled herself into his jacket more and readjusted herself in his arms so she would feel more comfortable. As he was carrying her, she could sense he was trying to basically figure her out, and she had to smile to herself because it was hard to figure her out. Sure she was an avid activist when it came to plants, but she was also soft spoken. Her little brother Ronnie was like her as well, but in a different sense, he protected animals not plants so much. He had been a vegetarian for most of his life and she supported him in whatever he did. As she was running through her mind thinking of her brother and other family, Angus’s face came to her memory and she closed her eyes tightly trying to erase it from her memory.

Skyler then went and told him that she was forever in his debt, because he had probably saved her life and she couldn’t be more thankful. He chuckled softly and said not to be do dramatic or serious and that she might regret those words. He said he had been known to take advantage of situations like that, and Skyler laughed softly at him thinking he was being funny. As they got to the front of the park there were some people standing there wondering what was going on. There were also some police officers and an ambulance waiting for her to get in. Though he hadn’t raped her she still had to get checked out because he had beat her up slightly. As the man she knew as Mike was walking she heard him tell the cops that Angus was in the park and told them to secure the scene. As they got to the ambulance he set her down on the stretcher and he let her go. Skyler right away grabbed his arm and held it strongly in her hand and with a whimpering from her throat she spoke with a terrified look on her face. “Please Mike please don’t leave me.”

[stratos]

Mike was once a gangbanger. Mike was once a solider. Now Mike was a police officer. In his life Mike had seen it all. A lot of it had made him jaded and cynical to the world. Mike had seen how sick and twisted humans can be and how cruel and uncaring God was at times. Mike was what those with religion called a lost sheep, but Mike never thought of himself as lost. He had long turned his back on region and faith. They things that people clutch onto and use to blind themselves from the world. Mike had bear witness to everything those people tried to hide from. He could no long hold onto things like that and pretend that nothing was wrong with him. For him the Pandora’s box had been open a long time ago and it could not be closed.

It didn’t matter how tough you were. It wore you down. Everyone believed in the happy endings, but the happy endings were rare and the people who believed in them were foolish. Mike was foolish as well. Deep inside its believing that just maybe just maybe he could create one happy ending now and then… that was what kept him going. From events like today and people like Skylar – this was where Mike drew his strength to keep on going. Mike had dealt with victims before and he was trying his best to make her feel comfortable. Anyone on the force never really knew Mike to be a gentle kind of guy. He was always the diehard jump in first with gun’s blazing detective.

Mike had a reputation of being rough around the edges, but surprisingly he was rather gentle… almost tender with her. More so then other victims he dealt with. Mike didn’t know why he had such a affinity for her, but she was… sweet. It was highly inappropriate and Mike was completely obvious to the fact that he was starting to like her more and more with every moment he spent with her. When Mike got to the stretcher and placed her down he was only planning on wandering off for a little bit to file a official statement to be put into the report, but before he could leave she grabbed his arm and asked for him to stay. Of course Mike obliged.

“Of course. I’ll stay here with you.” Mike nodded and squeezed her hand reassuringly. Mike looked at the medics and nodded for them to start working. “You’re very brave and you’re safe here. There are police all over. He won’t hurt you again. Plus I’m here. I’ll protect you whenever I can. I promise.” Mike spoke softly to her and continued to hold her hand within his own. His other hand reached out and started to stroke her hair softly in that same manner tender manner he did before. “So tell me about your. Lets start with your name first and move from there. You haven’t even told me your name yet.” Mike smiled and tried to use the small talk to keep from being bothered by the medics. She seemed to be the type to be afraid of doctors and hospitals to him.


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