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Dark Destiny A Novel .1. A train rumbles down the track that divides the little town in two sections. Not much goes on in the quiet little town, that rumbling mass of steel may actually be the most exciting thing today. The trains hardly pass through as much as they used to. Hell, things change, now they only pass through every other week, if that. The thirteen boxcar train passes by and a car that had been blocked off as a result of the passing train drives across the tracks and approaches the crimson-colored sign, at the intersection in the center of town. Behind the wheel sat an attractive woman with auburn hair. Normally she would pass through the intersection, not stopping but today Marty was out on patrol. Marty, as they called him was the local Barney Fife. He rarely sat at the intersection looking for law breakers, but today he decided to break pattern in hopes of catching someone. His actual name is Martin Johnson, he was a hell of a nice guy to talk to when he was off duty, but once in uniform he became a complete asshole. The attractive, auburn haired woman came to a complete stop and slowly proceeded to make a left turn. Martin kept a watchful eye on her as she turned around the corner. As she made her way through the intersection, she realized that she was not wearing her seatbelt. Marty, being the prick that he was, flipped on his blues, pulled out of the Majestic Diner's parking lot and started to follow her. She was driving a 1989 Chevrolet Cavalier, it was red with black stripes running along the sides. She glanced in her rear view mirror and noticed Marty trailing her with his lights flashing. "Goddamit," she yelled as she slammed her hand onto the newly cleaned dashboard. "What's this shithead want now?" She pulled the car over to the side of the road and shifted into park. Marty pulled up behind her and stepped out of the vehicle. His black shoes shined in the bright, summer sun. Black sunglasses prevented someone from seeing his green eyes. His blue khaki's were freshly pressed and his hair had enough gel in it to cause a massive shortage around the world. As he made his way to the car, she got her drivers liscence out of her purse and the vehicle registration out of the glove compartment. "I don't know Marty," she began. She knew that if she called him Marty it would get him irritated. He hated being called Marty and she loved to piss him off. "Don't call me Marty!" He exclaimed in an irritated voice. "My name is Martin.Everybody knows how the hell much that pisses me off and in your position I would think that the last thing you would want to do would be piss me off. I just stopped you to remind you that it is a law to wear your seat belt. I'm ain't giving you a ticket or anything,I just want you to keep that in mind. Next time I will have to ticket you." HOME NEXT Page 2 Page 3 and 4