A Soldier Never Stops, my revenge my way.

Chapter 5

A blurred vision and unclear sounds as if someone was talking in a trunk, Steven opened his eyes to see himself being tied to a chair with a solid rope,

He tried moving but it was very stiff, his vision was blurry, and he couldn't hear anything clearly, he blinked his eyes multiple times to clear his vision, but still no use,

So many dramatic thoughts were blooming in his mind,

Did Izzie tell her father that I am alive?

Is it him again?

Will they kill me this time?

He was fighting with his thoughts as he heard some footsteps coming to him,

"Tap... Tap...Tap..."

as it came near he was able to guess that the one coming was a lady, as it was a sound of sandals,

who could it be?

Is that Izzie?

He was able to hear the sound but his vision was still blurred, he blinked again and again, and all he could see was a blurry tall figure in a black dress with red hairs,

She came near and bent forward to him resting her hands on his chairs handrest, where his hands were tied,

That fragrance, her fragrance was familiar,

It was here..!!

he recognized her from her fragrance,

"I....saved you......but why....are you.... doing this to me?"

he joined his speech with great difficulty and finally made it clear,

" So you recognized me....!! I am impressed,"

She exclaimed and then, lifted his head and slapped him on his face,

"This is for pushing me",

she slapped him again,

" This is for touching me"

she lifted her arm again but a bold male voice stopped her,

"Are you going to kill him, darling?"

She slammed her sandal on the floor,

" Darling, I was easing my anger"

she explained with a seductive voice as she went to someone who was standing behind, Steven's chair,

"So young man, what is your name?" he inquired,

But Steven was confused about what was happening to him,

" Who are you?" Steven asked with his trembling voice,

"you are brave, I like it", he chuckled as he talked again and then added,

" I don't like people who ask questions "

he moved forward and stood in front of him,

"I kill them who dare to ask"

Steven shrank his eyes to see his face, he was able to see him,

An old man in his sixties, wearing a branded perfectly fitted black suit with a gun in his hands was standing in front of him,

Who is he?

I never saw him,

Steven thought to himself,

That man was revolving the gun around as if playing with it and suddenly stopped to point it at Steven,

Bending near to him suddenly made him feel fear, but Steven's life was already in a spot where he has nothing to lose,

So he didn't even blink his eyes at that man's sudden approach, he was staring at him casually,

That man started laughing loudly,

"Ha ha ha.....ha..."

Then went to the lady standing behind him,

"Oh.... baby you got me a diamond,"

She smirked at him and they hugged each other before him,

Steven was annoyed by their lovely-dovely show, he looked out of the window until they were done with their thing, and he walked near to him,

"You were the one who hit my men?" that man inquired,

"Your men?"

Steven implored, thinking about it, those men were chasing that lady who seems to be his lady, but his men, how could it be?

That man in the Black suit walked away,

"Yes, my men....!! they were, but not now....!!"

he was touching the gun with his hand smoothly,

" Did you kill them?" inquired Steven, looking at him with a serious look and implying from his behavior,

That man smirked at him,

"Yes....!!" he confirmed and moved toward Steven,

"What is your name?"

Steven looked straight into his eyes meeting his gaze without fear,

"Steven Tyler" he replied in a bold and steady voice,

"That is the look I want in my man,"

he laughed louder again, Steven was confused by the way he was behaving,

"Who are you?" Steven asked as his patience came to an end.

"Michael.....!"

Steven's eyes widened as if heard it wrong,

"Michael Rodgers.....!!" he exclaimed in shock,

"You know me?" smirked that man excitedly,

Michael Rodgers was the most powerful Mafia don in the country, A great rival of Mr. Browns, Izzie's father,

Steven heard his name from Izzie when was concerned about her father,

he was the one who claimed to kill Mr. Brown personally, and as his daughter, she was panicking about his threat,

Steven chuckled at the destiny,

God truly loves to play....!!

"How do you know me, young man?"

he demanded,

Steven was puzzled about what to answer,

"We share the same enemy....!!" implied Steven,

He shockingly looked at Steven, and rushed at him desperately,

"How do you know Brown?"

Steven chuckled again,

"He killed me...." that answer made Michael think of how empty the man sitting before is,

He didn't say that he tried killing him, Steven said 'he killed me that sounds as if he is dead,

But to some extent he was right,

his innocence, his heart, his feelings, and his emotions were killed by Izzie's father.

"You are in the right hands my boy" exclaimed Michael, and ordered his men to untie him,

They came near and untied him,

Steven stretched his body to free up his muscles, without caring that Michael was still there,

Michael laughed seeing that,

"That's why I like you," he remarked patting Steven's shoulder,

Michael went to the huge chair at the center of the room and sat on it, that lady went to him and sat on his handrest exposing her thighs, looking at Steven seductively,

"This is Jessica, my girl," said Michael putting his hand on her thighs,

Steven nodded at him in acknowledgment,

"What are you good at?" inquired Michael looking at the gun in his hands,

Steven bent to the table before him, resting his hands on it,

"Everything....!"

he claimed,

That made Michael laugh again, he threw the gun at him and shouted,

" Shoot her...!"

Steven caught the gun and before pointing it at her he stared at him and declared,

"If you want to play, play it seriously, this gun is empty,"

Michael was impressed,

"You are a man of surprise....!! you surprise me with everything you do"

Steven's glare and his attitude didn't change even a bit, Michael took out another gun from his boot and pointed it at Steven, and in an instant, he shot a bullet, the bullet just missed his shoulder and hit something on the wall.

But Steven didn't move a bit, which surprised Michael, he couldn't stop himself from asking,

"Don't you fear being killed? why didn't you dodge it? it may have killed you"

Steven looked into his eyes,

"Your target was that painting on the wall, why would I dodge it?" he explained,

A smile curled on Michael's face, he was impressed by this guy standing in front of him, more than any one else in his life,

"How do you know that?" he asked, this time his speech was full of curiosity,

"I can tell by the angle you were holding the gun, that what your target is and what it will damage"

Michael raised his eyebrows, in surprise,

" ok..! so tell me what damage was caused by the bullet I fired just now"

Steven didn't turn back, he stared at the gun and concluded,

"one inch two centimeters hole in the right corner of the painting,"

Michael stood up hitting the table with his hands.....

Laughing... loudly... with wonder.... with excitement....

"excellent....!!"

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