Stella currently had a gun pointed to Stolas’s forehead, while Striker held a knife to Octavia’s throat.

“It’s about time you finally stop being an embarrassment to our family.” Stella said in the cold yet furious tone.

“P-please Stella… D-don’t do this.. not in front of Octavia…” Stolas pleaded.

“MOM STOP! PLEASE! PLEASE!!!” Octavia yelled trying to get out of Striker’s grip.

“Quit movin’ Princess….” Striker growled.