Chapter 30: Just Another Day In Paradise.
Tuco once more spoke into the megaphone, and everyone listend.
'' I have one request. It is also my ONE and ONLY ttempt at utting this...ALL behind us. Do as I say....and we will leave....and this wont get out of fucking hand. ''
He took a deep breath and shouted into it, his voice roaring throigh the streets.
'' LUCILLE, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, COME OUTSIDE! YOU...AND ME....we will discuss the fate of your father. ''
He then turned it off and looked down to Jeremy.
'' Now...watch as she comes outside, Jeremy. She will agree with my terms....and I will break her infront of you. I will make her squirm beneath me...and...*chuckle* beg for my cock. I and my friends will take her...over...and...over.....until the image of your little girl getting fucked to pieces by me and my men is burnt into your fucking mind. She will ask us to stop as the pleasure will make her go insane......and you will WATCH. Every single moment. Because you spat in the face of a god....and such a deed cannot go unpunished. ''
Jeremy did not show any fear in the place he was in, and merely taked down to Tuco with spite.
'' Fuck you. You will not walk away from all this, Tuco. Touch Lucille...and you die. ''
Tuco kicked him in the back and he fell face first into the ground. Jeremy managed to get back up on his knees quite quickly hoever. Lucille wasn't unable to respond out of fear. In truth, She wasn't so much afraid as she was completely out of ideas. s
She was not sure at all what to do anymore.
'' LUCILLEEEEEE!! I know you can hear me. Come on out, and your father wont die. I only want to discuss. I fucking told you, You can be the key to making all this....go peacefully, and no more bloodshed needs to be fucking made. I'd very much prefer it so. ''
'' Tuco....Le..let me speak. I need to talk to Lucille. Please. ''
'' Ofcourse. You'l have your chance to speak. Cain....tell everyone to keep their guns down. ''
Cain stood by Tuco's side, and he did a swirling motion with his finger that made everyone put their rifles up.
Tuco then put the megaphone infront of Jeremy and put it on. Jeremy began to talk and Lucille's attention was caught.
'' L..Lucille....It's...It's me. I...I need to tell you.... ''
'' ...I failed you so many times, honey. I wasn't there to look over you...when you played in all those plays at school....when you got that medal in gymnastics..I wasn't there....when you accomplished...so much. Your mother...was always there...and she was so proud of you...but I...I was afraid. I kept you at arms length so much...because I couldnt bear to see you....sad. I made you so sad back then. I couldnt face what I had done...so I pushed you away...and...and i'm the reason you rebelled...and decided to meet up with people like....Bernie....and then everything went so fucking bad. It's all my fault. ''
His cheeks were wet from his tears running down, but his voice was strong and fatherly, not showing a shiver of fear in the face of Tuco.
'' I have wanted to be there when it mattered....but i never was....I bought you things...to try and mend that.....but it just....It didnt change a thing. I was a horrible father...and...I hoped this...that this would be a change. I...I fucked up. It's up to you now. ''
'' But....You are strong. Give...Give everyone...everyone that tries to mess with you....the fucking finger. And then show them why you are my daughter. You are made of steel, honey. Nothing will ever break you. ''
Jeremy then looked up towards the windows and a smile showed under his tears.
'' Daddy loves you, Lucille...I love you so very mu... ''
Before he could finish, Tuco's katana cut open his throat as blood sprayed onto the ground, and Lucille couldnt scream. She didnt even cry. Instead, all she was feeling in that moment was that it was coming back. The blind rage.
'' I'm gonna... ''
Gerard grabbed ahold of her wrist, and hoped that she'd stop.
'' Lucille, NO! He's already dead...There is no reason for you to go out there! ''
He was met with a punch to his jaw, which knocked him off his bad leg and sent him crashing the floor. He then looked up and sw that Alexander had run off. He then looked back at Lucille who was trying to keep herself composed, but she begun to snap.
'' Shut up...shut up, shut up!! I'LL KILL THEM ALL!! I...I need....CONNOR! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!!? ''
Tuco looked up towards the hotel and scoffed. Cain looked over at him and he seemed greatly confused.
'' Why did you do that? She's not gonna come out now. ''
'' Fuck all that. I'm tired of playing safe. Afterall..... We are gods, remember? A god takes whatever he wants, be it a woman, weapons, food or even somebody's home. If I want Lucille...I can just walk in and take her myself. It doesnt get easier than that. I dont need him any longer. ''
Meanwhile, Connor had come back up the stairs with a big box, and Lucille quickly ran for it and took something out of it, before looking back at the window.
Under his feet, Jeremy laid on the ground, blood running out of his throat. Tuco then looked up towards the hotel once more, and he rolled his eye as he heard arguing from above, but he couldnt make out what was said.
'' Geez'us, What is all that yellin..!!? FUCKING CHRIST, LOOK OUT!! ''
A grenade had been thrown out of the windows and had landed on Cain's Nova at the far right. The shockwave of the explosion not only turned his car into a fireball of steel and smoke, but also killed about 4 people standing close to it and knocked Tuco off his feet.
Cain looked over at his Nova and he looked at the burning carcass with fury, as he then drew his revolver and begun to shoot towards the windows the grenade had come from. He began to yell out to the others who began to shoot towards the hotel right after him, riddling the walls.
'' EVERY-FUCKING-ONE, SHOOT UP AT THE FUCKERS! W-I-N-D-O-W-S! ''
Cain kept shouting orders angrily when he saw where they were shooting.
'' I FUCKING SAID, SHOOT BACK, AIM FOR THE FUCKING WINDOWS! DO NOT GIVE THEM ANY ROOM TO THROW ANY MORE AT US! DONT FUCKING SHOOT AT THE BOTTOM LEVELS, YOU FUCKING IDIOTS!! ''
Lucille managed to duck and she went up against the wall once the bullets began to riddle the walls. She ducked beneath it and helped Gerard to hide, who couldnt stand as he was. Connor meanwhile was switching between throwing grenades towards the shooters, and for every grenade that didnt hit it's mark, one or two did. He kept ducking for cover inbetween shots though.
Carson then suddenly ran up the stairs, with many of the others behind him, guns at the ready. He ran for the box to help Connor, but he was hit in the arm by a bullet, and he fell to the floor, clutching his wound. One of the men then helped him and dragged him to cover and once everyone was in cover, they all looked over to Lucille who just gave one order.
'' Dont stop. Fingers on the fucking triggers....NOW!! ''
And so, it was a battle between them both. Both sides suffered losses, but surprisingly, Red Sun was suffering more. The grenades disoriented them greatly and made them easier targets.
One of Lucille's men then stood up and was about to throw one of the grenades he'd taken from the box. But just as he was about too, a louder gunshot, unlike that of a machinegun or rifle was heard, and in an millisecond, the man's arm had been torn off at the elbow. The man screamed in confusion and pain, but the others yelled in fear and began to run away once they noticed the grenade the tornoff hand was holding onto was live.
Up towards the top of the hotel, an loud explosion suddenly took out a chunk of the wall, rubble crashing down towards the ground and smoke rising to the sky. Tuco was on the ground and he smiled wide at the sight.
'' Good shot, Jaime. Very good. That should take care of them....Now...what do we have here.... ''
After he had complimented Jaime's skill, he began to slowly walk towards Negan and Dwight, lying on the ground..
'' You fucks are still alive....I see....you made use of OUR kevlar. Clever. But Kevlar cant do shit against....this. ''
He drew out his right katana and he then swung it upwards, as if to bring it down on Negan's neck. A mad smile went across his lips as he was about to give judgment.
'' Time to die, boy. ''
'' No....You will!! ''
Tuco had no time to turn around and he was tackled onto the ground, landing on the pavement facefirst.
He couldnt believe it. Before him, Jeremy stood on his own two feet. But he hasn't turned. He looked at Tuco with hid bright golden eyes and he gritted his teeth. His shirt was covered in blood, as was his beard and the wound was still dropping blood. His wrists had marks of the rope, which he had managed to unbound when Tuco wasn't looking.
'' The fu...how are you still... ''
Tuco then grabbed ahold of his katana even harder and chuckled.
'' I see...I didnt go deep enough. Fucking superficial bullshit. Kuh...fine...I've always preferred delivering these executions with my victim on his damn feet. ''
Jeremy in his hazyness then noticed that Negan and Dwight had disappared, and he saw how they were both slowly sneaking up towards the hotel, hiding behind stone barricades. He felt relieved that, in all the chaos, they had managed to get away safely. He smiled and then looked back at Tuco, who was just about to attack him.
'' Now...Come on, Jerem..!! ''
Jeremy had punched Tuco so hard and quick in the face his head flew backwards like a punching bag only to be punched again.
Tuco was no oaf, but Jeremy was a titan in terms of strength in comparison and he was quick, quicker than Tuco wouldv'e imagined.
'' DIE, YOU FUCK!! ''
His katana managed to hit Jeremy across the chest, giving him a long slashwound that blood began to trickle down from. But again, Tuco hadnt hit deep enough to kill him.
'' Next one will cut off your fucking head, you fucking cocksucker. ''
Jeremy then ducked the next strike and tackled him from the front, knocking him onto the ground. He then sat down on Tuco's stomach and began beating on him.
'' You said you value your hands? The way I see it....you are right handed. You are not good with your left...the facc that you wield two swords..is a fucking act. You cant use your left hand for shit...not with you only having ONE eye...You havent used it ONCE. ''
Tuco from below began to punch Jeremy's face with his right hand, but Jeremy just kept on talking inbetween hits.
'' Tuco....I will make your powerless....you sack of fucking cowshit. ''
Tuco then turned his fist into a chop, but instead of trying to hit his side, he went for Jeremy's eyes.
'' FUCKING DIE ALREADY, YOU PIECE OF SHI...!! ''
Jeremy arched his head and managed to caught Tuco's right thumb, index and middlefinger in his mouth. His teeth were clamping onto them and Tuco realised what he was about to do, and began to try and pull out, but Jeremy's jaws were like a bear-trap, sinking into the flesh.
Tuco screamed as he felt the fingers skin, muscles and tendons tear and crunch in Jeremy's mouth. And with one strong yank, Jeremy had bitten them clear off at the knuckles. He spat them out on the ground and stood up, looking down on Tuco, who was writhing in pain on the ground.
Tuco screamed in extreme pain, and in few seconds, Cain snuck up on Jeremy and tackled him onto the ground. But Jeremy was still stronger than both of them, and he managed to push Cain down and he began to punch him in the face repeatedly.
'' FUCKING DIE, BOTH OF YOU! FUCKING DI.... ''
Jeremy was silent until a large amount of blood shot out of his mouth and he tried to stand up, wheezing and gargling through blood, but Tuco shot him in the back with the shotgun once more, and it was the shot that finished it all. Jeremy rolled off Cain and onto his back, and his eyes were staring endlessly into the sky.
Cain's left arm had been knocked out of it's socket, and he put it back in place, with not so much as a sound of agony. He then pulled out his machete and looked down towards Jeremy.
'' Do you want me to finish him off? ''
'' As fucking if....leave the cunt to rot....Knnngh...It hurts....Get in one of the trucks....EVERYONE, WE ARE RETREATING!! LET'S GOOOO!! ''
The people of Red Sun ran for the trucks that hadnt been destroyed and left Paradise in a cloud of smoke and dust.
Lucille was the first one to wake up. The blast hadn't hurt her, but she had been knocked out cold, and the sight she saw was not pretty. A huge chunk of the wall was gone, leading out into open air, and 4 of the men had been caught in the explosion, the others, including Connor and Carson and Gerard, were either wounded or safe from the blastzone. Lucille noticed nobody was shooting anymore and she looked out over the plaza, which was in complete disarray. 4 trucks had been blown up along with parts of the scenery, and many of the Red Sun had died. The rest had driven off.
She stood up to make sure everyone was okay, and once she had checked up on everyone, she ran down the stairs. Every floor was filled with people just barely mustering enough courge to come out of their rooms, and she heard children crying in fear, but she didnt care at the moment. She kept running until she was outside and in all the smoke and dust, she began yelling out for Negan, hoping he was alive.She then saw a silhouette in the smoke, and she smiled for a brief second. But the person coming towards her through the dust was not him. It was her own father....but it wasnt him. Not anymore.
'' No....Dad....No....no....no...no.... ''
Jeremy's eyes had turned white and his voice was coarse, and with every groan, he gargled blood. What was left of him, stumbled towards Lucille, slowly but steadily.
'' No....No...this isn't real....This isn't...Oh my god... ''
Her face was strained of sorrow and tears coloring her cheeks bright red, and her voice was cracking. She couldnt keep herself calm anymore, and she unsheathed her bowie knife, hands shivering.
'' Forgive me...daddy. ''
She ran up to her father, knife in hand, ready to strike, and Negan didnt look away. He wanted to, but he couldnt. He saw her put him down quickly, and he was about to break into tears himself. Not purely because of Jeremy, but because of the promise. He felt as if this was all his fault. I promised her, he thought. I fucking promised her.
And then their eyes met amidst the smoke, and all he could see was Lucille breaking into pieces, heart and soul.
End of chapter 30.