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Benzene Doll

Take My Hand. Take My Life. Take It Away.


Korse had called an immediate, mandatory emergency meeting with the entire BLI staff.
"I know that someone in this building knows where she is." he said to his staff. "I know she's either dead or hiding out with the Killjoys. So I'm telling you all now: if I find out anyone here is hiding any information as to where she is, either come forward now or risk getting killed. Dismissed."
The staff slowly left and continued with their daily routine.
"Who do you think knows where Helena is?" the Japanese spokeswoman, Darlene, asked him.
"i know who. McCraken and Allman. They were the closest ones to her. I know they were out in the zones the other day where the Killjoys hideout is located. I know she's alive out there, hiding out with those men. It's just that McCraken and Allman are not telling me this."
"And what are you going to do about this?"
"Nothing yet, I'll give them some time to confess for themselves. If they don't I'll kill them."
Darlene then left the room.
Evening had past, still no word.
"Darlene," Korse said. "Send them up here."
"McCraken and Allman, please report to the main building." she announced. "McCraken and Allman, please report to the main building. Thank you."
"I know you two know where she is." Korse said to them. "Speak, tell me where she is."
"Never." Bert answered.

Bert and Quinn were tied to chiars, being held hostages by Korse.
"Don't even start with me, McCraken." Korse warned him. "I also know you two actually being nice to my sex slave for the past seven years, allowing her to get away with the crimes she committed. I bet she even made you two promise not to tell anyone about her hideout."
"You think we're gonna go back on our word?" Quinn interrupted. "We kept our word to her for seven years; we'll still keep our word."
"Fine, then you two leave me no chose but to kill you off."
"Go ahead." Bert replied. "Take our lives."
"You'll still never know." Quinn added.
"Alright then. Your funerals."

Then Korse pulled two ray guns, aimed one to each of their heads, and pulled the triggers.
And the two were ghosted.
"Get me two adult body bags." Korse order his remaining Dracs.


this story was so good!!!!
BrianaBallistic BrianaBallistic
Oh....oh my..... that was so cute and emotional and cute again and....and.... so adorable and amazing!!!!
Screaming Tears Screaming Tears
I wish I could write like this! You're very, very good!!!
falloutlies falloutlies
I loved this fanfiction, I hope there's going to be a second part to it, you write good stories. It felt like I was actually there!(motaphorically)
Carbon Titties Carbon Titties