A/N: Here's is a new fic I've been developing over the last few days. It is a much darker story than "Ten Yards to Victory: The Pigskin Ball" and in the dark vein of "Fate's Destined End". I hope you all enjoy it and please review this one and give me some feedback. What do you think about anything from the chapter? Do you like it, do you dislike tell me.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondocks Aaron McGruder and Sony Pictures does but I do one the storyline of this fic.

Chapter 1 – Sleep

Huey stood over her bed with loving eyes. Seeing her sleep brought out emotions Huey did not even know he had. The way her eyelids fluttered or how she rolled over every few minutes melted his revolutionary heart. He knew then that he would trade everything to be able to see this one scene every day for the rest of his life.

"Huey are you coming to bed anytime soon," a feminine voice called from a room down the hall.

"Coming," Huey replied reluctant to leave the peaceful scene, but he needed to sleep to be fresh for his speech tomorrow morning. As he walked out the door and into the hall he turned back and whispered, "Good night my sweet Rosa" before he closed the door silently.

Huey walked across the hallway to another one of the three rooms on the second floor of his house. The room used to belong to him and his brother Riley, but since his marriage to Jazmine after having their unexpected child Huey had taken over the whole room. After Riley went to jail a year and a half ago they moved his stuff into their Granddad's old room and had converted his small room into a nursery for Rosa.

Entering the room he shared with his wife, Huey found Jazmine laying in their bed waiting for him. He crossed the room shedding his clothes and climbed onto the bed. "You look beautiful," he said stroking her cheek and feeling the slight bump of her belly. Having a child and getting married had changed him, he no longer hated everything, just most things now and to a point he was comfortable showing his emotions.

"Not tonight, you have an important meeting in the morning," Jazmine smiled pushing away his hand.

Seeing he was not going to get anywhere, Huey gave up and climbed under the covers. She was right and he knew it. It was already late and being late for his speech in the morning would damage his campaign. With a sigh he turned off the lamp on his end table and quickly fell into a deep slumber that only came from the exhaustion of trying to keep up with his daughter all day.

The hours slipped by in dreamless slumber until he was ripped from sleep by a loud crash somewhere in the house. Sitting up like someone had sent an electric shock through his body Huey listened for another noise but there was nothing.

"Jaz did you hear that?" Huey asked quietly getting out of their bed and grabbing the bokken he kept near his bed for such a reason.

"No, did something happen?" Jazmine asked barely in this world. "You must be dreaming."

"No I wasn't dreaming," Huey said creeping to the door. Slowly he opened it and walked into the hallway.

He barely got a step out of his room before he was met by the business end of an Uzi. "You should have stayed in bed," the masked man holding the gun hissed with an evil grin. "Now we'll have to shut you up."

Huey stared at the Uzi his mind running a million miles an hour. What was this masked man doing in his house? Was he trying to rob them? Was he trying to...?

Sudden anger erupted from Huey and he ducked below the barrel of the Uzi and before the masked man could right his gun Huey drove the end of his bokken into the throat of the masked man collapsing his trachea.

The masked man crumbled to the ground unable to breath. His life was at an end and Huey did not spare him a second thought as he ran to his daughter's room. He kicked down the door; the force blew the oak slab of wood right off its hinges. The first thing that Huey noticed when he entered the room was the cold breeze. He had closed the window when he put Rosa to bed hours ago.

The next thing he noticed was his worst fear!

His daughter's bed was empty except for a small note with a sideways green moon on it. Huey feel to knees, his bokken falling from his hand as he could not find the will to keep hold of it. Tears welled in his eyes. She was gone. His world was gone. Kidnapped, and the only lead he had was dead in the hallway.

"Huey what happened?" Jazmine asked entering the room her attention still grabbed by the dead body in their hallway.

"She's gone," was all Huey managed to squeeze out of his mouth before the anger returned. He picked up his bokken again and smashed it into the wall breaking both the wooden sword as it hit a stud and punched a hole through the dry wall. "She's gone!"

Jazmine looked at the bed and then the window in horror and then her tears began to flow as well when she made the connection. "Who?"

"I don't know," Huey said picking up the card. "This is all they left."

"What does it mean?"

"I don't know," Huey said crumbling the card in his hand. "But I will find out and they will pay."

"No Huey you need to call the police," Jazmine said.

"No I will deal with this," Huey said but Jazmine was already gone to find the phone. She returned moments later with the wireless phone.

"Call the police," Jazmine insisted putting the already dialled phone in his hand.

"Hello 911 emergency what is your emergency?" a female voice asked over the phone.

"My daughter's been kidnapped," Huey said using all his strength and mental will just to say those four words.

"We are unable to come to the phone right now due to our current strike. We are regretfully sorry," the female's voice continued.

A voice recording! Huey could not believe he was getting a voice recording from the police.

"Fuck," Huey shouted throwing the phone across the room where it smashed against the wall bursting into million little pieces. "A fucking recording!"

"What do you mean?" Jazmine asked looking at the shattered phone, tear still falling down her cheeks.

"It was a fucking recorder. There are no police at the station because of Wuncler's fucking greediness," Huey cursed slamming his fist into the wall and breaking through the dry wall again.

"What are we going to do?" Jazmine asked helpless.

"I'm going to find her and I'm going to make them pay," Huey said removing his hand form the wall conviction in his voice now. 'For every scratch, every bruise, every nightmare I will rip their throats out and make sure every one of their black hearts stops beating."

"You can't do this alone," Jazmine said. "How will you even know where to start looking?"

Huey gave her a stern look. There was no pain, no sadness in his eyes only determination and hatred. "I don't plan to do this by myself."

"Then who?" Jazmine asked. She would be no use. She was four months pregnant and had never even fired a gun.

Huey picked up the crumbled card and flattening it out stared at the green crescent moon. "I'm going to pay the prison a visit."

Why is Huey going to a prison to find his daughter? Who has kidnapped his daughter and will he find them and make them pay?