Alone it seems...:
So
I'm on my own in this am I? Is no-one else in my team gonna lift a finger or
rear their heads to the public eye? To make this event something
memorable? :
...in the dark.
S C E N E 1
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The dim candlelight casting light around the
dreary underground room. Shadows dance a macabre dance around the room loitered
with filing cabinets, desks and the like. It was the kind of place where night
and day did not matter...it was always in the thick of night in the dusty old
catacomb. No light dared to journey this low under the ground, neither did
strangers...it was the perfect kind of place to be alone...in the
dark.
Standing tall casting a steady shadow on the wall to his
left with candle on his right is The Enforcer. Carefully fingering through the
brown dossier he had received last we saw of him. The camera pans round
from the view of his back around to see the concerned sort of look firmly across
his face as he reads one of the many sheets, scanning it for relative info
before pulling out another and repeating the process. He raises his head a
little as we can see his sleepy eyes staring forward...the same sick smirk that
we see time and time again curls up onto his lips slowly infecting the rest of
his face... |¤|
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The
Enforcer | ¤
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Deaths...Different
Bodies...Murder...what the fuck is this guy? He's nothing human that's for
sure...an enigma to say the least...but what exactly is he? |¤|
He looks back down at the papers as the smirk
clears from his face as he flicks through them once more...the ominous sound
his cell-phone strikes him and he digs his hand into his deep pocket and
pulls it out answering it. |¤|
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The
Enforcer | ¤
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I'm on it...Jesus Christ
give me a fucking chance. I'm looking at it as we speak... |¤|
There is a brief pause as the person on the
other line speaks... |¤|
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The
Enforcer | ¤
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Well I'm halfway
there so to speak...I mean I know he's not... |¤|
There is a brief pause once again as The
Enforcer has been interrupted or so it seems. |¤|
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The
Enforcer | ¤
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Well there ain't a hell of
a lot here y'know...and say when the fuck are your boys going to get that
information on Ichy. So much for him busting out like you said, the prick is
locked up in a boot...and for I care that's where he can stay...personally
I'm convinced that he's nothing more than human... |¤|
A pause once more... |¤|
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The
Enforcer | ¤
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Fine I'll keep on him...but
Christ if you want this guy then give me go ahead to fuck up those tazer
pricks...if you want him so damn bad I'll get him for you. I want an excuse
to go at those tazer happy twats...y'know I really do hope they have a go at
me this week. I'm not a vulnerable fucking fool like the rest they've
tazered... |¤|
A pause ensues... |¤|
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The
Enforcer | ¤
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No I'm not preoccupied I
just have a mere vendetta against these fools... |¤|
The voice on the other end of the phone is
heard... |¤|
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Unknown Voice | ¤
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Don't carry vendettas...we don't care about those
fools...what we care about is Ichy and Brim...now if there's not enough in
that dossier to bring to light then go and find some fucking information...I
don't care where...I don't care how...just do it. « ¤ |
The
Enforcer | ¤
»
Fine! I'll finish hunting for this fucking
information but your boys had better get more on Ichy! I want some
results...and shit man...I got a big event this week... « ¤ |
Unknown Voice | ¤
»
Do I sound like a give a shit...now hop to it! |¤|
The Enforcer frowns as he brings the cellular
device from his ear and hangs it up...if there was one thing he hated
it was orders from an incompetent fool. Information didn't just punch you in
the face as you were walking down a street...it took time and effort to
obtain. This prick thought it grew on trees...what a sad mistake. The
Enforcer re-pocketed his phone before slamming his fist down hard into the
table. |¤| « ¤ |
The
Enforcer | ¤
»
Why is it so fucking hard! Why!? Fuck sake...I'll
bet none of these other fools have to put up with this shit! Johnny Vain is
stepping off airplanes and meeting his goddamned wife while small-talking
with his manager. It all seems so fucking easy for them...so simple... |¤|
He pauses while he calms down. |¤| « ¤ |
The
Enforcer | ¤
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It almost seems as if I didn't even phase the
redneck with my racist slurs...that's what perhaps makes him a threat...I
can call him whatever the fuck I want...verbally insult him into next
week...but at the end of it all. He's only out to make a living. A normal
guy, doing a normal job expecting a decent wage. But of course that is where
his downfall lies...he's simply a 'normal' man...with some determination of
course but he is like the rest...nothing special...cannot compare to me in
any sort of way... |¤|
A few creases appear in The Enforcer's brow as
he frowns hard. |¤| « ¤ |
The
Enforcer | ¤
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But he is a normal cowboy redneck...with talent.
And again however much I bitch at this loser he isn't going to be
phased...it isn't going to affect his performance in the slightest...and
hell...he did what I couldn't do...he beat Quake. So maybe this fool is some
threat...maybe he does cut the mustard and actually have me admitting that
he is going to be trouble...but what he'll never be is intelligent...I can
run rings around his mind...and perhaps...perhaps that is what I will
do...but for now...I have bigger things to attend to... |¤|
He fans his fingers as he holds the dossier of
info. |¤| « ¤ |
The
Enforcer | ¤
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I've got to see what I can can go and dig
up...because unlike the rest of the fools I'm against like...Seth Raide...who
can lie around in his dank and decrepit house crying about whatever the fuck
he likes...or B-Pac who is firmly set on the fact that his woman is
crazy...I think its a look in the mirror ol' B needs...because it seems he's
a little preoccupied...a good shower and shave would do B good...and to get
rid of that ho and concentrate on the match! |¤|
The Enforcer laughs softly. |¤| « ¤ |
The
Enforcer | ¤
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But of course that will never happen...Wishing for
many of these fools to give me a decent fight is pointless...but then again
I do have my own matters to attend to... |¤|
The Enforcer blows out the candle as the room
plunges into darkness as the scene fades out. |¤| 
Word
Count: 1,200
Comment: Craaaap....better
to come
OOC: Good
luck to all!!!
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