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Lexus wrote:
> Lexus wrote:
> in my story i just died!
sorry
> stick........you just died.
( but don't worry, whoooo style,meka
> dragon,ice blaster, fish-e and fantasymiester died before you so
> don't feel too left out.)
W-W-Hat, why did I die, and whens your story going to be about?
> Lexus wrote:
> in my story i just died!
sorry
> stick........you just died.
( but don't worry, whoooo style,meka
> dragon,ice blaster, fish-e and fantasymiester died before you so
> don't feel too left out.)
W-W-Hat, why did I die, and whens your story going to be about?
Lexus wrote:
> in my story i just died!
sorry stick........you just died.
( but don't worry, whoooo style,meka dragon,ice blaster, fish-e and fantasymiester died before you so don't feel too left out.)
> in my story i just died!
sorry stick........you just died.
( but don't worry, whoooo style,meka dragon,ice blaster, fish-e and fantasymiester died before you so don't feel too left out.)
mmm ohh dear indeed
MEGA SPAM
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12:30pm Monday.
It’s a swelteringly hot day in the city that I have chosen not to name as it is irrelevant, at least for the time being anyway. A black van is parked opposite an alley that lies between the cities largest supermarket and McDonalds. Inside the van is a secret agent known by the name of Stick, inside the van with him are three other agents with the names of Snake, Paranoid and Nugget. Also inside the van is a load of high tech spying equipment set up. Stick is sitting in the passengers’ side of the van looking through some binoculars that are aimed on a door down the alley. As the van has blackout windows nobody outside the van is any the wiser to what is going on inside it. “Is that him?” asks Paranoid to Nugget as he holds up a photo, “Yeah, that’s him” replies Nugget. The man in the photo is dressed in a black suit and is wearing a pair of sunglasses, he has long brown hair down to his shoulders and also has a tell tale tattoo of a dragon on the side of his neck. “He’s the one who set off that bomb in china town” said snake, “The FBI have been trying to track this character and his gang known as the Darkside shadows down for ages now”, “Yeah but they always seem to escape” said Nugget. Suddenly the alley door opened and out stepped the man in the photo followed by five other men all dressed in similar looking suits. As the men walked onto the front of the shops the man in the photo stopped and began to stare at the van window suspiciously. “They’re onto us” said Paranoid, “I think that we should make a run for it”, “No, stay right here” said Stick in a sharp manner. A black limousine pulled up at the opposite side of the road from the van and the men all got into it except the man who was still staring at the van, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” said a voice. The man did as instructed but never took his eyes off of the van. “Get the registration plate” said Snake, “Don’t bother” said Stick. “You and Nugget go and check things out down the alley and me and Paranoid will follow the limo”. Nugget and Snake got out of the van and went over to the alley, Paranoid did a u turn in the van and began to follow the limo. Only a couple seconds later a loud explosion could be heard. Paranoid looked into the rear view mirror to see the building that the people in the limo got out of, engulfed in flames. “Damn” shouted Paranoid, “We just lost two good agents their”. “I don’t think so said Stick” pointing out to Paranoid that their partners were injured on the ground but were still moving, indicating that they were still alive.
The people in the limo began to speed up, so Stick and Paranoid gave chase to them. As the city was filled with traffic it was hard for the van to catch up to the limo. Eventually the vehicles entered a quite city road and the van was able to pull along side the limo. Paranoid began to repeatedly smash into the side of the limo, eventually he was able to knock it off course and it went flying into a shop window. The limo ended up landing upside down , the passengers were quick to exit the vehicle and fired a couple of rounds at the van. Stick and Paranoid exited the van and used it for cover. Stick managed to pick off one of the bad guys with a shot than hit him straight in the chest. Paranoid had a clear shot at another one of them but suddenly a flying bullet hit him in the shoulder and he was forced to hide again behind the van. Stick bent down to check him and as he looked up he watched as the rest of the guys nicked a car and drove away to safety. Stick ran over to the crashed limo, inside was the dead driver and a collection of CDs and a laptop. Also in the glove compartment of the glove box were five passports, Stick could tell straight away by looking at them that they were fake.
Later on in his headquarters Stick was working away on his computer trying to identify the people that were in the limousine. This wouldn’t be hard because luckily for Stick he had photos of all of them from the passports he salvaged from the limo. Although he was sure the names were incorrect along with the other details, he still had the photo to go on. As stick was just logging on to the FBI database the phone began to ring. Stick answered the phone, it was someone from the hospital. They told Stick that the three people, his three partners were in a stable condition but would have to stay in hospital for a least three weeks, Stick then put the phone down. “Great that leaves me to handle this on my own”. Although there were other agents that could give Stick a hand, there weren’t any that were as good or who he could trust like he could trust Paranoid, Nugget and Snake. Stick looked for ID’s on the first four passports, including the one of the guy he shot, and was unable to come up with anything. Stick then looked for an ID on the man in the photo, he also had a passport for him. He found an ID, the man was called Domingo Francisco Sanchez. He knew that this ID was correct because he recalled the man in the limo saying, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” earlier. The only other information that the database had on Sanchez was that he originated from Mexico and that he liked to blow things up basically. Stick decided that it would be a good idea to pay a visit to one of his friends. The friend he had in mind was Giovanni Muskatti, he was an undercover agent that had accomplished links with some of the well known terrorist in and around the city. He was himself was posing as a terrorist and if anybody knew more about Sanchez it would probably be this man.
The next morning Stick headed off to Giovanni’s place. He lived in a massive white mansion with a swimming pool in the back garden. You know the type all the head gangsters have them and so does Giovanni to make the people who he deals with think that he is for real. Stick entered the mansion and sat down with Giovanni. “I need some information on a certain Domingo Francisco Sanchez” said stick, “All I know is that he is a very dangerous and feared man in the gangster world” replied Giovanni. “Is that all the help that you can give me?” asked Stick, he sounded surprised. “Yes, but I know a man who can give you more information and maybe even tell you what he is planning to do next. Go and see Francelli Raspiano, he likes to be called Ras for short. He hates Sanchez, he has been watching him for quite some time and might be able to help you out”. Stick decided that he would pay Ras a little visit tomorrow and decided to go home and have an early night. On the way out of the mansions grounds Stick was nearly knocked over by a speeding Van, he shouted some abuse at the driver then continued on his way home.
Stick finally got home and tuned on the TV at about 9:00pm to watch the news. “Today notorious gangster Giovanni Muskatti was brutally shot dead in his mansion home. Not much is known about the crime at this time except that it was probably committed by a mob known as the Darkside shadows. Clues that indicate this was a badge with the mob name wrote underneath it, the badge was found stamped on the forehead of Giovanni Muskatti”. “Damn, the mob might also try and target Ras. I better watch my back when I go and see him” muttered Stick to himself.
The next day Stick headed off to see Ras. Ras lived in the sewers of the city, although this place wasn’t very clean or nice smelling it was the one place where nobody would expect him to be hiding. Stick found a quiet alley and went down a manhole into the sewer, just as his feet hit the ground he was violently struck on the back of the neck probably with the but of a gun. Stick was knocked unconscious. When Stick came round he found himself sat at a table facing a fairly chubby man, “Are you Ras” Stick asked. “Yeah that would be me” replied the man. “I need some information on a man that goes by the name of Domingo Francisco Sanchez” asked Stick as he rubbed the back of his still aching neck. “Ah, you must be Stick, I was expecting you” said Ras in a seemingly happy kind of manner, Ras handed Stick a folder. “That folder contains information on all of Sanchez’s plans for the next month or so. While you have that folder you are in grave danger so I suggest that you use it to take out Sanchez as soon as possible.” Stick picked up the folder and began to flick through it. “Thank you for your help. I’ll look through this tonight and try to take him out when he makes his next move”.
Later that night Stick opened up the folder at the first page. The information in the folder was very detailed and Stick couldn’t fathom out how Ras got such extensive information about Sanchez when all that the FBI knew was where he originated from. The first page was about Sanchez’s last attack, the one where he blew up the McDonalds store. The information in the folder was correct right down to the registration of the limousine, which Stick could recall. The folder went on to say that Sanchez blew up the McDonalds for no apparent reason at all really, he did it simply because that is the kind of monster that he is. Stick flicked over to the next page. This page had details about an attack that was going to be done on the federal bank on the 10th of August, that was this Friday. That gave Stick just about 2 days to work out what he could do. The folder said that Sanchez’s plan was simply to break in through the front door then blow up the safe before escaping in a getaway car. This seems like a bit of a old type of plan, Stick thought to himself.
Friday 10th of August 12:47 am.
Stick had decided to hire out a car and park out of site of the bank, he had also planted a tracking device on the money. About 5 minutes later a car pulled up to the bank and two men got out of the car. They smashed straight through the front door just like the folder said that they would. Stick waited outside patiently and waited for them to emerge with the stolen money. They had been gone for about 10 minutes and the police were still yet to arrive on the scene even though the alarm had been going off all the while. Moments later Stick received a radio call from his boss telling him not to expect any police officers to arrive on the scene as all of the station in and around a 40 mile radius of the city had had their cars petrol bombed at about 11:20pm tonight. Sticks attention was then turned to the sound of a helicopter, could it be the police, he looked up into the sky to see it actually was a police helicopter. The helicopter went and landed on the roof of the bank but strangely no officers got out of it. Stick aimed the binoculars onto the helicopter and saw the bank robbers enter it just before it took off again. Stick looked at his tracking device and saw that they had the money and were trying to make a quick getaway. Stick gave chase to them and followed them all the way to a seaport. He got out of his car and equipped himself with a sniper rifle. He used the zoom function of the rifle to see the men, he identified Sanchez and two of his sidekicks. He waited for them to get clear of the car then he aimed the rifles target on the head of one of the sidekicks and took him out with a swift shot. Sanchez and the other men turned around but they couldn’t see anyone. Stick quickly disposed of the other side kick and Sanchez made a run for it into a nearby warehouse, Stick manage to get off a couple of shots but Sanchez was moving too awkwardly for stick to hit him. Stick followed him into the warehouse, as he entered he saw him running up some stairs in the distance. Stick shot his last bullet in the rifle but only managed to hit Sanchez in the leg. He ran up the stairs after Sanchez, he found him sat in a corner seemingly helpless. Stick asked where the money had been taken too, Sanchez looked past Stick and said “Glad you could make it” as though he was addressing someone behind Stick. Stick immediately jumped round and as he did Sanchez pulled out a cleverly concealed gun and blasted Stick in the arm making him drop the empty sniper rifle. Sanchez got to his feet and as Stick turned around he gave him a shot to the gut area. Stick fell on his back holding the wound and Sanchez walk over to him and stood on his arm where he had hit him with his first shot. “Now we end this then” said Sanchez, “Not just yet” said Stick as he pulled something out of his trouser pocket. Stick was clutching some kind of handle, “This place is rigged with high explosives, you shoot me and I’ll drop this detonator causing the whole place to explode” he said as he grinned and then began to laugh. Sanchez knew that Stick could well be and probably was bluffing but he couldn’t risk it. Stick made his way to his feet, “So then where did you have the money taken?” asked stick in an impatient manner. “It’s in a warehouse just opposite this one” answered Sanchez, “Take me to it now” insisted Stick. Stick followed Sanchez to the warehouse. When they got there they saw the money on a table near the centre of the warehouse, there were three men sat around it, there faces were covered by shadows. “I knew that we could trust you to pull through Sanchez” said one of the men to Sanchez as he walked forward and hugged him. Suddenly the light came on and Stick saw that the three men that had there faces covered by shadows were Paranoid, Nugget and Snake, his partners. “Yeah but we can’t trust him to keep quite can we?” said Stick to Paranoid. “As soon as the police catch up with him he’ll tell them all about our plans” said Nugget. Now everything was becoming clear, Sanchez was hired by these four bent agents to carry out their plans and steel the money. Through doing this if anything went wrong the agent’s backs would be covered and they would have no links back to them. It was all a well laid set up plan, they were setting up Sanchez to carry out their plans, simply using him to do their dirty work. “We now have no use for you Sanchez” said Snake who then turned a gun in his direction and emptied the entire magazine into his chest.
The only people to know about this was Stick, Paranoid, Nugget, Snake and Sanchez. Now it all makes sense, Sanchez had to shoot Stick to make it look as though they were fighting to the police. Sanchez then strayed from the plan and tried to kill Stick, he would them tell the other three agents that he got killed in some other way meaning he could have a bigger share in the money.
The three of the four agents grabbed the money and used the helicopter to make a quick getaway leaving Stick to take in the dead body if Sanchez. Stick told the FBI that he took out Sanchez but not before he destroyed the money. The FBI was quite suspicious at first and asked why Sanchez destroyed the money, Stick told them that Sanchez said “IF I can’t have the money them nobody can” as he set fire to the brief cases containing the cash. The FBI told Stick that they believed him but they didn’t sound all that convinced. The Boss of the FBI decided to have a tracking device put on Sticks car without him knowing so that they could follow his every move. The Boss had this done because he thought that Stick was a bit shifty from day 1 of him joining the FBI.
Three days passed and Stick had done nothing wrong so far and the FBI boss was thinking of having the tracking device removed, but then on the fourth day Stick went to the warehouse where he supposedly killed Sanchez. The Boss knew that he was up to something and sent the entire force of the FBI over to investigate. Stick went into the warehouse where his three partners were already waiting, “ok, here is the plan, tomorrow we will all hand in our resignations to the Boss and if he says anything just say that we all think that the job is too dangerous to carry on doing it”. “Ok, but I still think that he will be suspicious” said Paranoid, but they all agreed that it was a risk they were willing to take. Suddenly the door was smash in and the FBI came flooding into the warehouse and surrounded the four, “drop your weapons and get down on the floor with you hands behind your head” shouted one of the agents. “Busted” said Stick, “To hell with this” said Nugget and the four of them picked up their weapons and started firing at anything that god damn moved. It was no use though, the four were heavily out numbered and they were soon gunned down, laying on the ground they looked into each others eyes as they slowly passed on to the other side.
On this final night 16 FBI agents lost their lives along with the four that were bent, but ask yourself this can you really blame them for trying to steel the money. You might say yes without thinking, but in a world that is ruled by money and power, the temptations can sometimes be hard to resist. Ok we all know that crime doesn’t pay, but for those four men, it very nearly did.
Thank you for reading this story, it took me ages to write and although it isn’t the best one ever, I am reasonably proud of it myself and I believe that is all that matters.
From Stick. : )
It’s a swelteringly hot day in the city that I have chosen not to name as it is irrelevant, at least for the time being anyway. A black van is parked opposite an alley that lies between the cities largest supermarket and McDonalds. Inside the van is a secret agent known by the name of Stick, inside the van with him are three other agents with the names of Snake, Paranoid and Nugget. Also inside the van is a load of high tech spying equipment set up. Stick is sitting in the passengers’ side of the van looking through some binoculars that are aimed on a door down the alley. As the van has blackout windows nobody outside the van is any the wiser to what is going on inside it. “Is that him?” asks Paranoid to Nugget as he holds up a photo, “Yeah, that’s him” replies Nugget. The man in the photo is dressed in a black suit and is wearing a pair of sunglasses, he has long brown hair down to his shoulders and also has a tell tale tattoo of a dragon on the side of his neck. “He’s the one who set off that bomb in china town” said snake, “The FBI have been trying to track this character and his gang known as the Darkside shadows down for ages now”, “Yeah but they always seem to escape” said Nugget. Suddenly the alley door opened and out stepped the man in the photo followed by five other men all dressed in similar looking suits. As the men walked onto the front of the shops the man in the photo stopped and began to stare at the van window suspiciously. “They’re onto us” said Paranoid, “I think that we should make a run for it”, “No, stay right here” said Stick in a sharp manner. A black limousine pulled up at the opposite side of the road from the van and the men all got into it except the man who was still staring at the van, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” said a voice. The man did as instructed but never took his eyes off of the van. “Get the registration plate” said Snake, “Don’t bother” said Stick. “You and Nugget go and check things out down the alley and me and Paranoid will follow the limo”. Nugget and Snake got out of the van and went over to the alley, Paranoid did a u turn in the van and began to follow the limo. Only a couple seconds later a loud explosion could be heard. Paranoid looked into the rear view mirror to see the building that the people in the limo got out of, engulfed in flames. “Damn” shouted Paranoid, “We just lost two good agents their”. “I don’t think so said Stick” pointing out to Paranoid that their partners were injured on the ground but were still moving, indicating that they were still alive.
The people in the limo began to speed up, so Stick and Paranoid gave chase to them. As the city was filled with traffic it was hard for the van to catch up to the limo. Eventually the vehicles entered a quite city road and the van was able to pull along side the limo. Paranoid began to repeatedly smash into the side of the limo, eventually he was able to knock it off course and it went flying into a shop window. The limo ended up landing upside down , the passengers were quick to exit the vehicle and fired a couple of rounds at the van. Stick and Paranoid exited the van and used it for cover. Stick managed to pick off one of the bad guys with a shot than hit him straight in the chest. Paranoid had a clear shot at another one of them but suddenly a flying bullet hit him in the shoulder and he was forced to hide again behind the van. Stick bent down to check him and as he looked up he watched as the rest of the guys nicked a car and drove away to safety. Stick ran over to the crashed limo, inside was the dead driver and a collection of CDs and a laptop. Also in the glove compartment of the glove box were five passports, Stick could tell straight away by looking at them that they were fake.
Later on in his headquarters Stick was working away on his computer trying to identify the people that were in the limousine. This wouldn’t be hard because luckily for Stick he had photos of all of them from the passports he salvaged from the limo. Although he was sure the names were incorrect along with the other details, he still had the photo to go on. As stick was just logging on to the FBI database the phone began to ring. Stick answered the phone, it was someone from the hospital. They told Stick that the three people, his three partners were in a stable condition but would have to stay in hospital for a least three weeks, Stick then put the phone down. “Great that leaves me to handle this on my own”. Although there were other agents that could give Stick a hand, there weren’t any that were as good or who he could trust like he could trust Paranoid, Nugget and Snake. Stick looked for ID’s on the first four passports, including the one of the guy he shot, and was unable to come up with anything. Stick then looked for an ID on the man in the photo, he also had a passport for him. He found an ID, the man was called Domingo Francisco Sanchez. He knew that this ID was correct because he recalled the man in the limo saying, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” earlier. The only other information that the database had on Sanchez was that he originated from Mexico and that he liked to blow things up basically. Stick decided that it would be a good idea to pay a visit to one of his friends. The friend he had in mind was Giovanni Muskatti, he was an undercover agent that had accomplished links with some of the well known terrorist in and around the city. He was himself was posing as a terrorist and if anybody knew more about Sanchez it would probably be this man.
The next morning Stick headed off to Giovanni’s place. He lived in a massive white mansion with a swimming pool in the back garden. You know the type all the head gangsters have them and so does Giovanni to make the people who he deals with think that he is for real. Stick entered the mansion and sat down with Giovanni. “I need some information on a certain Domingo Francisco Sanchez” said stick, “All I know is that he is a very dangerous and feared man in the gangster world” replied Giovanni. “Is that all the help that you can give me?” asked Stick, he sounded surprised. “Yes, but I know a man who can give you more information and maybe even tell you what he is planning to do next. Go and see Francelli Raspiano, he likes to be called Ras for short. He hates Sanchez, he has been watching him for quite some time and might be able to help you out”. Stick decided that he would pay Ras a little visit tomorrow and decided to go home and have an early night. On the way out of the mansions grounds Stick was nearly knocked over by a speeding Van, he shouted some abuse at the driver then continued on his way home.
Stick finally got home and tuned on the TV at about 9:00pm to watch the news. “Today notorious gangster Giovanni Muskatti was brutally shot dead in his mansion home. Not much is known about the crime at this time except that it was probably committed by a mob known as the Darkside shadows. Clues that indicate this was a badge with the mob name wrote underneath it, the badge was found stamped on the forehead of Giovanni Muskatti”. “Damn, the mob might also try and target Ras. I better watch my back when I go and see him” muttered Stick to himself.
The next day Stick headed off to see Ras. Ras lived in the sewers of the city, although this place wasn’t very clean or nice smelling it was the one place where nobody would expect him to be hiding. Stick found a quiet alley and went down a manhole into the sewer, just as his feet hit the ground he was violently struck on the back of the neck probably with the but of a gun. Stick was knocked unconscious. When Stick came round he found himself sat at a table facing a fairly chubby man, “Are you Ras” Stick asked. “Yeah that would be me” replied the man. “I need some information on a man that goes by the name of Domingo Francisco Sanchez” asked Stick as he rubbed the back of his still aching neck. “Ah, you must be Stick, I was expecting you” said Ras in a seemingly happy kind of manner, Ras handed Stick a folder. “That folder contains information on all of Sanchez’s plans for the next month or so. While you have that folder you are in grave danger so I suggest that you use it to take out Sanchez as soon as possible.” Stick picked up the folder and began to flick through it. “Thank you for your help. I’ll look through this tonight and try to take him out when he makes his next move”.
Later that night Stick opened up the folder at the first page. The information in the folder was very detailed and Stick couldn’t fathom out how Ras got such extensive information about Sanchez when all that the FBI knew was where he originated from. The first page was about Sanchez’s last attack, the one where he blew up the McDonalds store. The information in the folder was correct right down to the registration of the limousine, which Stick could recall. The folder went on to say that Sanchez blew up the McDonalds for no apparent reason at all really, he did it simply because that is the kind of monster that he is. Stick flicked over to the next page. This page had details about an attack that was going to be done on the federal bank on the 10th of August, that was this Friday. That gave Stick just about 2 days to work out what he could do. The folder said that Sanchez’s plan was simply to break in through the front door then blow up the safe before escaping in a getaway car. This seems like a bit of a old type of plan, Stick thought to himself.
Friday 10th of August 12:47 am.
Stick had decided to hire out a car and park out of site of the bank, he had also planted a tracking device on the money. About 5 minutes later a car pulled up to the bank and two men got out of the car. They smashed straight through the front door just like the folder said that they would. Stick waited outside patiently and waited for them to emerge with the stolen money. They had been gone for about 10 minutes and the police were still yet to arrive on the scene even though the alarm had been going off all the while. Moments later Stick received a radio call from his boss telling him not to expect any police officers to arrive on the scene as all of the station in and around a 40 mile radius of the city had had their cars petrol bombed at about 11:20pm tonight. Sticks attention was then turned to the sound of a helicopter, could it be the police, he looked up into the sky to see it actually was a police helicopter. The helicopter went and landed on the roof of the bank but strangely no officers got out of it. Stick aimed the binoculars onto the helicopter and saw the bank robbers enter it just before it took off again. Stick looked at his tracking device and saw that they had the money and were trying to make a quick getaway. Stick gave chase to them and followed them all the way to a seaport. He got out of his car and equipped himself with a sniper rifle. He used the zoom function of the rifle to see the men, he identified Sanchez and two of his sidekicks. He waited for them to get clear of the car then he aimed the rifles target on the head of one of the sidekicks and took him out with a swift shot. Sanchez and the other men turned around but they couldn’t see anyone. Stick quickly disposed of the other side kick and Sanchez made a run for it into a nearby warehouse, Stick manage to get off a couple of shots but Sanchez was moving too awkwardly for stick to hit him. Stick followed him into the warehouse, as he entered he saw him running up some stairs in the distance. Stick shot his last bullet in the rifle but only managed to hit Sanchez in the leg. He ran up the stairs after Sanchez, he found him sat in a corner seemingly helpless. Stick asked where the money had been taken too, Sanchez looked past Stick and said “Glad you could make it” as though he was addressing someone behind Stick. Stick immediately jumped round and as he did Sanchez pulled out a cleverly concealed gun and blasted Stick in the arm making him drop the empty sniper rifle. Sanchez got to his feet and as Stick turned around he gave him a shot to the gut area. Stick fell on his back holding the wound and Sanchez walk over to him and stood on his arm where he had hit him with his first shot. “Now we end this then” said Sanchez, “Not just yet” said Stick as he pulled something out of his trouser pocket. Stick was clutching some kind of handle, “This place is rigged with high explosives, you shoot me and I’ll drop this detonator causing the whole place to explode” he said as he grinned and then began to laugh. Sanchez knew that Stick could well be and probably was bluffing but he couldn’t risk it. Stick made his way to his feet, “So then where did you have the money taken?” asked stick in an impatient manner. “It’s in a warehouse just opposite this one” answered Sanchez, “Take me to it now” insisted Stick. Stick followed Sanchez to the warehouse. When they got there they saw the money on a table near the centre of the warehouse, there were three men sat around it, there faces were covered by shadows. “I knew that we could trust you to pull through Sanchez” said one of the men to Sanchez as he walked forward and hugged him. Suddenly the light came on and Stick saw that the three men that had there faces covered by shadows were Paranoid, Nugget and Snake, his partners. “Yeah but we can’t trust him to keep quite can we?” said Stick to Paranoid. “As soon as the police catch up with him he’ll tell them all about our plans” said Nugget. Now everything was becoming clear, Sanchez was hired by these four bent agents to carry out their plans and steel the money. Through doing this if anything went wrong the agent’s backs would be covered and they would have no links back to them. It was all a well laid set up plan, they were setting up Sanchez to carry out their plans, simply using him to do their dirty work. “We now have no use for you Sanchez” said Snake who then turned a gun in his direction and emptied the entire magazine into his chest.
The only people to know about this was Stick, Paranoid, Nugget, Snake and Sanchez. Now it all makes sense, Sanchez had to shoot Stick to make it look as though they were fighting to the police. Sanchez then strayed from the plan and tried to kill Stick, he would them tell the other three agents that he got killed in some other way meaning he could have a bigger share in the money.
The three of the four agents grabbed the money and used the helicopter to make a quick getaway leaving Stick to take in the dead body if Sanchez. Stick told the FBI that he took out Sanchez but not before he destroyed the money. The FBI was quite suspicious at first and asked why Sanchez destroyed the money, Stick told them that Sanchez said “IF I can’t have the money them nobody can” as he set fire to the brief cases containing the cash. The FBI told Stick that they believed him but they didn’t sound all that convinced. The Boss of the FBI decided to have a tracking device put on Sticks car without him knowing so that they could follow his every move. The Boss had this done because he thought that Stick was a bit shifty from day 1 of him joining the FBI.
Three days passed and Stick had done nothing wrong so far and the FBI boss was thinking of having the tracking device removed, but then on the fourth day Stick went to the warehouse where he supposedly killed Sanchez. The Boss knew that he was up to something and sent the entire force of the FBI over to investigate. Stick went into the warehouse where his three partners were already waiting, “ok, here is the plan, tomorrow we will all hand in our resignations to the Boss and if he says anything just say that we all think that the job is too dangerous to carry on doing it”. “Ok, but I still think that he will be suspicious” said Paranoid, but they all agreed that it was a risk they were willing to take. Suddenly the door was smash in and the FBI came flooding into the warehouse and surrounded the four, “drop your weapons and get down on the floor with you hands behind your head” shouted one of the agents. “Busted” said Stick, “To hell with this” said Nugget and the four of them picked up their weapons and started firing at anything that god damn moved. It was no use though, the four were heavily out numbered and they were soon gunned down, laying on the ground they looked into each others eyes as they slowly passed on to the other side.
On this final night 16 FBI agents lost their lives along with the four that were bent, but ask yourself this can you really blame them for trying to steel the money. You might say yes without thinking, but in a world that is ruled by money and power, the temptations can sometimes be hard to resist. Ok we all know that crime doesn’t pay, but for those four men, it very nearly did.
Thank you for reading this story, it took me ages to write and although it isn’t the best one ever, I am reasonably proud of it myself and I believe that is all that matters.
From Stick. : )
12:30pm Monday.
It’s a swelteringly hot day in the city that I have chosen not to name as it is irrelevant, at least for the time being anyway. A black van is parked opposite an alley that lies between the cities largest supermarket and McDonalds. Inside the van is a secret agent known by the name of Stick, inside the van with him are three other agents with the names of Snake, Paranoid and Nugget. Also inside the van is a load of high tech spying equipment set up. Stick is sitting in the passengers’ side of the van looking through some binoculars that are aimed on a door down the alley. As the van has blackout windows nobody outside the van is any the wiser to what is going on inside it. “Is that him?” asks Paranoid to Nugget as he holds up a photo, “Yeah, that’s him” replies Nugget. The man in the photo is dressed in a black suit and is wearing a pair of sunglasses, he has long brown hair down to his shoulders and also has a tell tale tattoo of a dragon on the side of his neck. “He’s the one who set off that bomb in china town” said snake, “The FBI have been trying to track this character and his gang known as the Darkside shadows down for ages now”, “Yeah but they always seem to escape” said Nugget. Suddenly the alley door opened and out stepped the man in the photo followed by five other men all dressed in similar looking suits. As the men walked onto the front of the shops the man in the photo stopped and began to stare at the van window suspiciously. “They’re onto us” said Paranoid, “I think that we should make a run for it”, “No, stay right here” said Stick in a sharp manner. A black limousine pulled up at the opposite side of the road from the van and the men all got into it except the man who was still staring at the van, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” said a voice. The man did as instructed but never took his eyes off of the van. “Get the registration plate” said Snake, “Don’t bother” said Stick. “You and Nugget go and check things out down the alley and me and Paranoid will follow the limo”. Nugget and Snake got out of the van and went over to the alley, Paranoid did a u turn in the van and began to follow the limo. Only a couple seconds later a loud explosion could be heard. Paranoid looked into the rear view mirror to see the building that the people in the limo got out of, engulfed in flames. “Damn” shouted Paranoid, “We just lost two good agents their”. “I don’t think so said Stick” pointing out to Paranoid that their partners were injured on the ground but were still moving, indicating that they were still alive.
The people in the limo began to speed up, so Stick and Paranoid gave chase to them. As the city was filled with traffic it was hard for the van to catch up to the limo. Eventually the vehicles entered a quite city road and the van was able to pull along side the limo. Paranoid began to repeatedly smash into the side of the limo, eventually he was able to knock it off course and it went flying into a shop window. The limo ended up landing upside down , the passengers were quick to exit the vehicle and fired a couple of rounds at the van. Stick and Paranoid exited the van and used it for cover. Stick managed to pick off one of the bad guys with a shot than hit him straight in the chest. Paranoid had a clear shot at another one of them but suddenly a flying bullet hit him in the shoulder and he was forced to hide again behind the van. Stick bent down to check him and as he looked up he watched as the rest of the guys nicked a car and drove away to safety. Stick ran over to the crashed limo, inside was the dead driver and a collection of CDs and a laptop. Also in the glove compartment of the glove box were five passports, Stick could tell straight away by looking at them that they were fake.
Later on in his headquarters Stick was working away on his computer trying to identify the people that were in the limousine. This wouldn’t be hard because luckily for Stick he had photos of all of them from the passports he salvaged from the limo. Although he was sure the names were incorrect along with the other details, he still had the photo to go on. As stick was just logging on to the FBI database the phone began to ring. Stick answered the phone, it was someone from the hospital. They told Stick that the three people, his three partners were in a stable condition but would have to stay in hospital for a least three weeks, Stick then put the phone down. “Great that leaves me to handle this on my own”. Although there were other agents that could give Stick a hand, there weren’t any that were as good or who he could trust like he could trust Paranoid, Nugget and Snake. Stick looked for ID’s on the first four passports, including the one of the guy he shot, and was unable to come up with anything. Stick then looked for an ID on the man in the photo, he also had a passport for him. He found an ID, the man was called Domingo Francisco Sanchez. He knew that this ID was correct because he recalled the man in the limo saying, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” earlier. The only other information that the database had on Sanchez was that he originated from Mexico and that he liked to blow things up basically. Stick decided that it would be a good idea to pay a visit to one of his friends. The friend he had in mind was Giovanni Muskatti, he was an undercover agent that had accomplished links with some of the well known terrorist in and around the city. He was himself was posing as a terrorist and if anybody knew more about Sanchez it would probably be this man.
The next morning Stick headed off to Giovanni’s place. He lived in a massive white mansion with a swimming pool in the back garden. You know the type all the head gangsters have them and so does Giovanni to make the people who he deals with think that he is for real. Stick entered the mansion and sat down with Giovanni. “I need some information on a certain Domingo Francisco Sanchez” said stick, “All I know is that he is a very dangerous and feared man in the gangster world” replied Giovanni. “Is that all the help that you can give me?” asked Stick, he sounded surprised. “Yes, but I know a man who can give you more information and maybe even tell you what he is planning to do next. Go and see Francelli Raspiano, he likes to be called Ras for short. He hates Sanchez, he has been watching him for quite some time and might be able to help you out”. Stick decided that he would pay Ras a little visit tomorrow and decided to go home and have an early night. On the way out of the mansions grounds Stick was nearly knocked over by a speeding Van, he shouted some abuse at the driver then continued on his way home.
Stick finally got home and tuned on the TV at about 9:00pm to watch the news. “Today notorious gangster Giovanni Muskatti was brutally shot dead in his mansion home. Not much is known about the crime at this time except that it was probably committed by a mob known as the Darkside shadows. Clues that indicate this was a badge with the mob name wrote underneath it, the badge was found stamped on the forehead of Giovanni Muskatti”. “Damn, the mob might also try and target Ras. I better watch my back when I go and see him” muttered Stick to himself.
It’s a swelteringly hot day in the city that I have chosen not to name as it is irrelevant, at least for the time being anyway. A black van is parked opposite an alley that lies between the cities largest supermarket and McDonalds. Inside the van is a secret agent known by the name of Stick, inside the van with him are three other agents with the names of Snake, Paranoid and Nugget. Also inside the van is a load of high tech spying equipment set up. Stick is sitting in the passengers’ side of the van looking through some binoculars that are aimed on a door down the alley. As the van has blackout windows nobody outside the van is any the wiser to what is going on inside it. “Is that him?” asks Paranoid to Nugget as he holds up a photo, “Yeah, that’s him” replies Nugget. The man in the photo is dressed in a black suit and is wearing a pair of sunglasses, he has long brown hair down to his shoulders and also has a tell tale tattoo of a dragon on the side of his neck. “He’s the one who set off that bomb in china town” said snake, “The FBI have been trying to track this character and his gang known as the Darkside shadows down for ages now”, “Yeah but they always seem to escape” said Nugget. Suddenly the alley door opened and out stepped the man in the photo followed by five other men all dressed in similar looking suits. As the men walked onto the front of the shops the man in the photo stopped and began to stare at the van window suspiciously. “They’re onto us” said Paranoid, “I think that we should make a run for it”, “No, stay right here” said Stick in a sharp manner. A black limousine pulled up at the opposite side of the road from the van and the men all got into it except the man who was still staring at the van, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” said a voice. The man did as instructed but never took his eyes off of the van. “Get the registration plate” said Snake, “Don’t bother” said Stick. “You and Nugget go and check things out down the alley and me and Paranoid will follow the limo”. Nugget and Snake got out of the van and went over to the alley, Paranoid did a u turn in the van and began to follow the limo. Only a couple seconds later a loud explosion could be heard. Paranoid looked into the rear view mirror to see the building that the people in the limo got out of, engulfed in flames. “Damn” shouted Paranoid, “We just lost two good agents their”. “I don’t think so said Stick” pointing out to Paranoid that their partners were injured on the ground but were still moving, indicating that they were still alive.
The people in the limo began to speed up, so Stick and Paranoid gave chase to them. As the city was filled with traffic it was hard for the van to catch up to the limo. Eventually the vehicles entered a quite city road and the van was able to pull along side the limo. Paranoid began to repeatedly smash into the side of the limo, eventually he was able to knock it off course and it went flying into a shop window. The limo ended up landing upside down , the passengers were quick to exit the vehicle and fired a couple of rounds at the van. Stick and Paranoid exited the van and used it for cover. Stick managed to pick off one of the bad guys with a shot than hit him straight in the chest. Paranoid had a clear shot at another one of them but suddenly a flying bullet hit him in the shoulder and he was forced to hide again behind the van. Stick bent down to check him and as he looked up he watched as the rest of the guys nicked a car and drove away to safety. Stick ran over to the crashed limo, inside was the dead driver and a collection of CDs and a laptop. Also in the glove compartment of the glove box were five passports, Stick could tell straight away by looking at them that they were fake.
Later on in his headquarters Stick was working away on his computer trying to identify the people that were in the limousine. This wouldn’t be hard because luckily for Stick he had photos of all of them from the passports he salvaged from the limo. Although he was sure the names were incorrect along with the other details, he still had the photo to go on. As stick was just logging on to the FBI database the phone began to ring. Stick answered the phone, it was someone from the hospital. They told Stick that the three people, his three partners were in a stable condition but would have to stay in hospital for a least three weeks, Stick then put the phone down. “Great that leaves me to handle this on my own”. Although there were other agents that could give Stick a hand, there weren’t any that were as good or who he could trust like he could trust Paranoid, Nugget and Snake. Stick looked for ID’s on the first four passports, including the one of the guy he shot, and was unable to come up with anything. Stick then looked for an ID on the man in the photo, he also had a passport for him. He found an ID, the man was called Domingo Francisco Sanchez. He knew that this ID was correct because he recalled the man in the limo saying, “Hey get into the car Sanchez” earlier. The only other information that the database had on Sanchez was that he originated from Mexico and that he liked to blow things up basically. Stick decided that it would be a good idea to pay a visit to one of his friends. The friend he had in mind was Giovanni Muskatti, he was an undercover agent that had accomplished links with some of the well known terrorist in and around the city. He was himself was posing as a terrorist and if anybody knew more about Sanchez it would probably be this man.
The next morning Stick headed off to Giovanni’s place. He lived in a massive white mansion with a swimming pool in the back garden. You know the type all the head gangsters have them and so does Giovanni to make the people who he deals with think that he is for real. Stick entered the mansion and sat down with Giovanni. “I need some information on a certain Domingo Francisco Sanchez” said stick, “All I know is that he is a very dangerous and feared man in the gangster world” replied Giovanni. “Is that all the help that you can give me?” asked Stick, he sounded surprised. “Yes, but I know a man who can give you more information and maybe even tell you what he is planning to do next. Go and see Francelli Raspiano, he likes to be called Ras for short. He hates Sanchez, he has been watching him for quite some time and might be able to help you out”. Stick decided that he would pay Ras a little visit tomorrow and decided to go home and have an early night. On the way out of the mansions grounds Stick was nearly knocked over by a speeding Van, he shouted some abuse at the driver then continued on his way home.
Stick finally got home and tuned on the TV at about 9:00pm to watch the news. “Today notorious gangster Giovanni Muskatti was brutally shot dead in his mansion home. Not much is known about the crime at this time except that it was probably committed by a mob known as the Darkside shadows. Clues that indicate this was a badge with the mob name wrote underneath it, the badge was found stamped on the forehead of Giovanni Muskatti”. “Damn, the mob might also try and target Ras. I better watch my back when I go and see him” muttered Stick to himself.
heavily out numbered and they were soon gunned down, laying on the ground they looked into each others eyes as they slowly passed on to the other side.
On this final night 16 FBI agents lost their lives along with the four that were bent, but ask yourself this can you really blame them for trying to steel the money. You might say yes without thinking, but in a world that is ruled by money and power, the temptations can sometimes be hard to resist. Ok we all know that crime doesn’t pay, but for those four men, it very nearly did.
Thank you for reading this story, it took me ages to write and although it isn’t the best one ever, I am reasonably proud of it myself and I believe that is all that matters.
From Stick. : )
On this final night 16 FBI agents lost their lives along with the four that were bent, but ask yourself this can you really blame them for trying to steel the money. You might say yes without thinking, but in a world that is ruled by money and power, the temptations can sometimes be hard to resist. Ok we all know that crime doesn’t pay, but for those four men, it very nearly did.
Thank you for reading this story, it took me ages to write and although it isn’t the best one ever, I am reasonably proud of it myself and I believe that is all that matters.
From Stick. : )
Three days passed and Stick had done nothing wrong so far and the FBI boss was thinking of having the tracking device removed, but then on the fourth day Stick went to the warehouse where he supposedly killed Sanchez. The Boss knew that he was up to something and sent the entire force of the FBI over to investigate. Stick went into the warehouse where his three partners were already waiting, “ok, here is the plan, tomorrow we will all hand in our resignations to the Boss and if he says anything just say that we all think that the job is too dangerous to carry on doing it”. “Ok, but I still think that he will be suspicious” said Paranoid, but they all agreed that it was a risk they were willing to take. Suddenly the door was smash in and the FBI came flooding into the warehouse and surrounded the four, “drop your weapons and get down on the floor with you hands behind your head” shouted one of the agents. “Busted” said Stick, “To hell with this” said Nugget and the four of them picked up their weapons and started firing at anything that god damn moved. It was no use though, the four were
The only people to know about this was Stick, Paranoid, Nugget, Snake and Sanchez. Now it all makes sense, Sanchez had to shoot Stick to make it look as though they were fighting to the police. Sanchez then strayed from the plan and tried to kill Stick, he would them tell the other three agents that he got killed in some other way meaning he could have a bigger share in the money.
The three of the four agents grabbed the money and used the helicopter to make a quick getaway leaving Stick to take in the dead body if Sanchez. Stick told the FBI that he took out Sanchez but not before he destroyed the money. The FBI was quite suspicious at first and asked why Sanchez destroyed the money, Stick told them that Sanchez said “IF I can’t have the money them nobody can” as he set fire to the brief cases containing the cash. The FBI told Stick that they believed him but they didn’t sound all that convinced. The Boss of the FBI decided to have a tracking device put on Sticks car without him knowing so that they could follow his every move. The Boss had this done because he thought that Stick was a bit shifty from day 1 of him joining the FBI.
The three of the four agents grabbed the money and used the helicopter to make a quick getaway leaving Stick to take in the dead body if Sanchez. Stick told the FBI that he took out Sanchez but not before he destroyed the money. The FBI was quite suspicious at first and asked why Sanchez destroyed the money, Stick told them that Sanchez said “IF I can’t have the money them nobody can” as he set fire to the brief cases containing the cash. The FBI told Stick that they believed him but they didn’t sound all that convinced. The Boss of the FBI decided to have a tracking device put on Sticks car without him knowing so that they could follow his every move. The Boss had this done because he thought that Stick was a bit shifty from day 1 of him joining the FBI.
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