The DarkHole Laboratory

The Willow Troto 32

"I still don't recognize him, who's behind it all. They're completely covered"

"Then Button and Tyac?"

"They're obviously small points."

The agreement has been established that both parties provide each other with information that they know.

***

Willow spurred Troto's motto. He's going back to the cottage. Midway he felt someone was following him.

Back he drove his vehicle fast. He shifted his goal towards a quieter place.

So that he can attack. Willow increased his speed and hid in the bushes. Sure enough Willow found three vehicles following him.

Willow pulled out a ballerina and was ready to take aim.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

A shot of the head of the first vehicle. All killed. The vehicle got out of control, crashed into the trees, a huge explosion was heard.

Willow came out of hiding. His movements were visible to one of the scouts.

"That's it"

And the gunfire hit Willow. Nimbly the woman dodged. The quiet atmosphere made it easier for Willow to advance his motto.

Willow occasionally directed the ballerina backwards. Bullet shot and hit the glass behind the vehicle making the vehicle look good.

Soon the rearmost vehicle following in front of him drove fast chasing Willow.

"Ahahaha" laughed the driver of the vehicle. He enjoyed the challenge Willow gave him. He pressed the vehicle gas by shifting the device that makes his vehicle go faster.

He's standing on the edge of Willow's motto. A sigh was heard when Willow did not realize the enemy vehicle was next to him ready to nudge.

"Sayal!"

Willow can't control the moto and graze the rock and roll. He sprawled. Breath hunting.

Trying to get up, before the vehicle that scouted back. Willow walked away with a limp leg. Blood seeped from the wound on his leg.

"Hi finally met you, beautiful!" The Luford pulled Willow's arm roughly. Luford's men got out of the vehicle and pointed their guns at Willow.

Willow glanced around him. He jerked his arm that was gripped by the Luford. His eyes looked at the Luford.

Laughter pierced the Luford got Willow's look of disdain.

"I don't understand women as beautiful as you like cats with me"

Luford poked Willow's chin. "But I like it" he whispered, Willo growling. He quickly moved his hand but the right hand of the Luford knew it.

Willow's pain felt from his neck. Then he felt dark. And Willow was rendered unconscious.

***

BYUR!

Cold, Willow's eyes open. Her body was wet, water was flowing from her hair. A shrill laughter sounded. His gaze stared straight at the figure in front of him.

"Do I have to say that?" Firtatious laughter.

Willow realized he was moving his hand. A loud iron voice rang out as he withdrew his hand. The chain tied his hands and feet.

Willow stared at the Popi who showed the electric shock device.

"Sure madam that's a fitting name for me! AND YOU TOOK IT!"

Popi approaching.

Bzzzzrtt

Bzzzrtt

The crazy woman turned on her shock device. 

"And you will receive punishment for seizing what I have!"

"Captured? Don't crazy! Troto chose me!"

"You're just an impingement! Only replacement!"

"You didn't see him take me to his cabin, Troto was dead love to me" said Popi with a crazy confidence.

"Aahaha you're hallucinating! If he wants to come back, you won't be kicked out of the cabin!"

"Troto only pityes you, Popi, a man he knew was sold into slavery"

"But by not knowing yourself you—"

Brrzzts

"YAHRGH!!"

"FEEL!"

"THIS IS WORTHY OF YOU NOT KNOWING YOURSELF!"

"YOU ARE MY CAPTOR OF HAPPINESS!"

"FEEL THIS!"

Bbrzzzttt

"AHARGH!"

"FEEL THIS J4 LANG!"

"WOW!"

Satisfied laughter blared out from Popi's lips. He continued to press the electric device on Willow's body until he was unconscious again.

"You have to die" he hissed at Willow who fainted.

Tbc.