Chapter Twenty Seven
Cyri stormed threw the front door, racing towards Jadis' room without a single greeting towards the now wondering grandparents. Cyri's mind was trying to digest all that she has read. The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became. She knew that this guy was sick, but this was beyond anything she had thought up of. When she found Jadis' room, she knocked once and entered without waiting for a reply by Jadis to see if this okay or not.
When she got in, she went and landed face down on Jadis' bed, taking a pillow and covering her face. She did not seem to take any notice of Job or Vincent.
“Why is every guy I date end up becoming a fucking piece of shit?” She asked, her voice being muffled.
“Cyri,” Jadis said. “Please remove the covers so we can speak.” When Cyri removed the covers, she froze when she she saw Vincent standing there.
“What the fuck is he doing here?” Cyri asked Jadis, not taking her eyes off of Vincent.
“We figured that it was about time her knew about what we are doing.”
“And why did you guys not tell me?”
“It was on a whim. I remembered that you told me that Vincent became acquainted with Donnie and I thought that it would be about time that we recruit him to help out in our campaign.”
“Are you going to get the others?”
“Only when it seems necessary.”
“Any other reasons why he is here?
“He created this gang originally. He has some good ideas, thou at times he can be reckless. Face it Cyri, we are going to need Vincent. Now, please tell us what you found out.” Jadis said, taking a drink. Cyri looked at Vincent, than Job, finally Jadis when she got up and uploaded her phone to Jadis' computer.
“When I was at his house,” Cyri began to speak, while waiting for her phone's pictures to upload. “I found some, rather disturbing things about him. What I am about to say, you will find some copies of the files on your computer [aimed at Jadis]. But, I will give you guys the brief overview: First off, the mysterious Landon is, in fact, Donnie. They are one in the same person. Second, now this has to deal with Fron, Nyferia, and Ratliff. It turned out that Angels & Demons was known to partner with The Children Of Ghetto to create and underground child pornography business. Sense Donnie is seventeen and because of his alter-ego as being Landon, he was able to use Ratliff's former body guards in his porn videos, sell them, and get rich fast. Turns out that some adults are sicker than we thought.” All three of them (being Jadis, Job, and Vincent) all had their jaws dropped to the ground.
“But, that is not it.” There was a bit of a sound of shock, worry, and disgust in Cyri's voice. “It turns out that he has already planned his next film. From what he has said about it, I am going to be in it. And what worries me is that he wants to basically fuck me. You know, why does every guy want to shove their dicks into me for? If he wants to fuck someone, why can't it be an adult?”
Vincent slummed towards the ground. He started thinking about all of this. Then, he looked at Job.
“What would happen if Cyri here was to break up with Donnie.”
“Wow. Not like we did not think of that already. Out of the question. And I will explain it all. Half of all the kids that have been beaten were people that were either featured in Donnie's films or were girls that dated him. The percentage that were beaten based on religion is actually quite small. Now, we can not get parents involved because it makes matter worse. One girl told her parents. Her parents tried to get the police involved. For some reason he found out, and silenced them threw Ratliff.”
“How did you know that about Ratliff?”
“When you formed The Children of Darkness, I done some research on Ratliff. That is how I know about this.”
They were all silent for a few minutes. Vincent was thinking of a way to fix this. Job was at Jadis' computer, reading the files. Cyri was shaking, scared with tears falling off of her face. Jadis was comforting her. Vincent, for some reason, decided to look around at some of the poster in Jadis' room. He recognized one film. The image of it was this goth girl sitting cross legged with a fire place and the photo of a women above it. The lettering at the bottom was in Swedish.
Then he noticed another poster. It showed a young girl, dressed in red with a light brown satchel over her shoulders standing on what looked like a bear trap. He recognized the film at once, something to do with a young girl that get revenge against a pedophile she found threw chat rooms. That's it!
“Guys, I have an idea of what to do.” They all looked at Vincent. “Now, this is going to be crazy, but when I explain it: listen to what and how I say it.” They all leaned in to listen.
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