The Female Mac

PROLOGUE

John Asher had been running for his life, he kept looking over his shoulder to make sure they weren’t there waiting to get him.  They were the monsters who tried previously a few minutes before to kill him.  It was not them he was really scared of; it was that figure in the shadows, the one who ruled the streets of NEW YORK CITY and the cops who worked there.  It was the Female Mac that had John shitting in his pants, because he saw what she was capable of, the tortures, the mutilations, and murders.  John looked at his watch that read 12:50am, and was wondering just where the hell his backup was.  But nowhere did his answer come.

As time went by, he got weaker and weaker especially with a slash from the blade he got when the Female Mac and her crew identified him as a cop, when he made his escape.  A noise soon could be heard around the corner alley from where he was hiding and reaching in pain to take out his colt .45, just to be safe.  Standing up increased his pain three-fold, but he bared it to try to save his life.  John began to move up the alley to another corner where he could have an eye view of his pursuers, and when he looked he saw them looking in the place he had just been.  And thinking this was his opportunity to shine, pulled the trigger and wounded one.  They soon were alerted to his presence and began running after him, he shot again, then they opened fire, then he fired again and killed one, but with the continuous gun play he got shot in the leg, arm, and shoulder.  John soon felt a sensation of pain on the back of his head and turned around and saw one of them with a gun and fainted.

When he came to, he found himself in complete darkness and could feel that he was tied up by his ankles and arms.  As he began to try to pull himself free, the pain all over his body began to increase.  But when also feeling this pain he began to look at his body and saw blood coming out from every pore of his body.  That’s when the voice spoke in a Jamaican accent with the voice of a female.  “So you thought you could cross me”, she says; Then the lights go on and when they do John can see that he is in some kind of factory. And in there with him the voice comes out of the shadows, and when it does it is The Female Mac and the rest of her female crew.  All who were dressed in army fatigues with guns and knives all over their body.  One of them begins tormenting him by putting her gun in his mouth, and as he feels a breeze come over his aching body, he can sense that his death is near.

Another one soon comes near with a sledgehammer and begins slamming it continuously without ever looking remorseful.  As he screamed in pain they all just laughed, and kept torturing him.  Finally they stopped, and when they did the Female Mac came forward, and as she came forward John noticed for a crazy sadistic female she was beautiful.  He took sharp notice of her ebony skin, her magnificent body, and her intoxicating Jamaican accent that had the power to seduce.  But as she came over to him, she whispered in his ear again “so you thought you could cross me; Well you were wrong," the next things he knew they were pouring gasoline on him.  Then the Female Mac took out some matches and lit them, and as the fear in John’s eyes could be seen, he began saying “if you kill me, you won’t find the disk I copied with your illegal activities”, then one of them said “this”.  As he saw the disk, he knew he was done for and began cursing at them.  All the Mac did was drop the match on him and said “rest in peace pig," and saw his body burning into oblivion.  The remaining words that came out of her mouth were “after he is finished burning, dump him in the trash," and she walked back into the darkness and disappeared.