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Chapter 9 Tables Turnt Past
Death walked slowly to the door and cautiously stepped over the trip wire. He barely catches a glimpse of a 77 Ford Thunderbird taking off. Lil Evil continues to talk on the phone with their mystery contact. "Yes Sir we'll be there." He hangs up and throws the phone to the ground. It lands hard and shatters. "Death that wire is a fake. Savior was told to put it there to slow us down." Suddenly Death turns around and storms into the house. Seconds later he remerges with his guns and a small remote explosive. "Go grab your damn car keys." Lil Evil hesitates and Death loses his cool. "NOW. I'M GONNA KILL THIS GUY." "Death, calm down. I know how we can get Virus back. We have to kill Anderson tomorrow. But its gonna be tricky." Death hits his knees and a single tear rolls down his face. His eyes are watering but he lock eyes with Evil. "I envy you guys. You two know what it is to be human. I have been trained from birth basically to feel nothing and kill. I don't even know my true name. Death is the only thing I have ever been called. Kyle, if they hurt her I'm gonna kill the entire agency." "Yo, big guy calm down. We'll get her back. I swear to you. All we have to do is kill Anderson. He's having heart surgery at ten tommorrow in D.C. We have plane tickets waiting for us in our mailbox. No weapons are to be used. We are to make it look like he died on the operating table. That means man that I will have to sneak in cuz you stand out with your appearence. But I need you to take the maintenance elevator and get the security footage. Come on its time to pack." The two go to their rooms and throw their suits in a briefcase. Death changes into a pair of jeans and a plain white T-shirt. Then pulls on his brown leather cowboy boots. Lil Evil emerges in a pair of blue jeans and a black T-shirt. He's wearing black combat boots. "D.C. here we come." Hours later they are arriving in D.C. and grab a hotel room. Death looks at the clock and it reads eight fifteen. They dress in their suits and Death smiles as he pulls on his leather gloves. Lil Evil pulls on identical ones except for one difference. His has fingers. Death could get away with fingerless gloves cuz the burns had erased his fingertips. The two get in their rental car. Its a cheap one. They arrive at the hospital and Lil Evil walks straight back to surgery. His look and attire make him look exactly like he belongs. Death however walks to the information desk. "Excuse me madam. I am here to check out the maintenance elevator. Someone called yesterday and said it was grinding real bad near the basement stop." The woman looked up and flinched hard. Death however was getting used to this after his accident. "Um um um. Mr. um did I get your name?" "Mr. Smith." "Well Mr. Smith only maintenance can help you. Their elevator is down this hall, take a left and its the one in the far corner. Have a good day." Death grabbed his briefcase and walked to the elevator. As he entered he opened the briefcase. Working quickly he attached three tiny explosives to the door. It would cause enough noise for a distraction if Lil Evil needed one. In the basement a security card heard the elevator activate and knew noone in maintenance was in the building so he walks over to check it out. As the door opens he loses his speech. Inside is a man with no skin adjusting his tie. The guard pulls up his stun gun and the man smiles and cracks his knuckles. Death walks to him and with one mighty punch knocks him out. Then he goes back into the elevator and opens the hatch. Carefully he sets the guard up there so he is out of sight. Then he heads to the camera surveillance room. Meanwhile Lil Evil has changed into the sterotypical green scrubs of the surgeon. As Panel had said there was a syringe full of poison in the locker nearest the door. He walks into the farthes operating room and sees Anderson inside stretched out on the stretcher. Near the door are two secret service men. On the far wall are two men in blue suits with a black dress undeshirt. Free Lives agents. Panel had said they would be there. To keep an eye on the Brothers is how had put it. Lil Evil begins to enter the room when a blonde woman runs up to him. "I'm sorry to bug you Dr. but please do your best to fix up my husband. He really wants to help America but unfortunately the stress was too much for his heart. Also he's a good guy and a terrific father for our three kids. I've never met a nicer man." "I'll do my best. You have my word." The look in the woman's eyes is so sincere that Evil knows he will never be able to complete the job. Instead he motions at the two Free Lives agents to follow him back into the locker room. As the door shuts behind the three he turns and looks at them. "The syringe isn't there. Panel insisted one of you would put a syringe in that locker. He points and one of the men instantly goes to check it out. The other looks at Lil Evil and says. "Put I did put it there. I'm sure of it." With lighting speed Lil Evil injects the syringe into the man. "You did. Good job but I can't kill that man." The other man turns and throws a punch at Evil's head. He dodges and grabs the man's fist. He turns the wrist far enough that he hears the bones splinter. "Tell your boss the Brothers do not work for Free Lives. And warn him that we are coming to get back our sister. Even if it means killing every last one of you." Lil Evil brings a fist down hard on the man's head as he finishes speaking. Then hides the body in a stall. As he finishes changing and opens the door the real surgeon enters. "Take good care of Anderson. Have a nice day." With that said he begins to exit the building. Death is ejecting the tape when suddenly all of the screens begin to show Panel. "It seems you two have decided to stop our little plan. Tsk tsk tsk. Your training should have taught you not to think about the good in people. But for some reason, Death you have a concience." "You don't know anything about me, Panel." "Actually I know a lot about you. I know your past, the truth about your accident and your name, Mr. Tobias DeVries." "Lenap. I knew I recognized your face. Sure a little plastic surgery but I thought I knew you. So DeVries eh? Could be worse. What did you mean the truth about my accident?" "At first Free Lives just wanted you dead. So while you were on a job I had Savior tamper with the bomb you were gonna to arm. The result should have killed you but against all odds you survived. But it proved to be a good thing. Free Lives has big plans for the Brothers of Blasphemy. But first we will have to break you in." Panel looks at his watch and continues. "Well I sish we could have chatted longer Tobias but I must be going. Have a good day." The screen turns blank and Death goes to the elevator. He gets on and heads for the door. He arrives at the car at the same time as Lil Evil. "Well, did you kill him?" "I couldn't do it. What about you? Did you get the tape?" "Yes and my name. I am Tobias DeVries. And Panel is Lenap. Free Lives is Project Reaper. We are in over heads and they are holding almost all the cards." "But not all. We still have some left. Let's go home. We are gonna need a lot more weapons to kill off an entire agency."
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Chapter 10. Why Me?
As Lil Evil heard the loud shot from Death’s Darkness Gun he figured that Savior was dead, and with a good reason. He drove up to the entrance of the MGM Grand and waited for Death. Then something unthinkable happened, the whole MGM Grand blew up, and the whole building was a burning inferno. The car Lil Evil was driving got tossed several meters away from the building and landed upside down, Evil crawled out of the car and darted for the building to look for Death when a black van pulled up and 4 men in black suits with Balaclavas jumped out, they were armed with AKS-74Us. Evil pulled out his Darkness gun and shot 3 of them, then focused on the trunk of the overturned car, he sprinted for the car and pried open the trunk, out fell all the weapon cases. He opened up the case with the Tavors in them and pulled out one, he loaded a magazine and riddled the driver with bullets. As he started to walk over to the van he felt a burning sensation in his left shoulder. He quickly realized he had been shot. He collapsed to the ground and he tasted blood in his mouth. He then saw two men in black suits, they spoke in a Russian accent, he knew Russian, but he was so out of it he couldn’t make sense of any of it, then one man looked at him and stomped on his face. He woke up, it was completely dark out and he couldn’t even see the moon, he walked a few feet from where he was and he realized he was still in Vegas, but only in a very poor part of town. All that went through his mind was Death and Virus, he felt cursed, everyone he cared for ended up dead. He walked into a bar, it was a rather nasty looking bar and looked even worse inside, he went up to the bar and looked in a mirror on the other side, he had cuts all over him but the bleeding in his left shoulder stopped. The bartender walked over and said “good lord buddy, you look like you need a hospital” Evil sternly replied “I need a **** drink” the bartender grinned and said politely “well what’ll it be pal?” Evil said “I’ll have 12 shots of tequila and don’t call me pall.” The bartender nodded and poured him his 12 shots of tequila. A pretty young woman walked over and sat next to him, she had a smile that could light up the dark side of the moon. He looked over after taking a shot and said “so I guess you want a drink huh?” she giggled and said “I’d love one” he then quietly said “here is twenty bucks, have what you want, I’m leavin.” Without hesitation she took the money and he finished off his shots, paid for his drinks and left. He walked a little while down the road and went to a motel, this place must have been the sleaziest motel in the world because prostitutes were standing right outside of it. He went into the office and said “gimme the cheapest room you’ve got.” The manager handed him the key and Evil handed him the credit card, then went to the room. Lil Evil saw a lot of families broken up from death, and even saw his wife die in front of him, he lost his only two remaining family members, Death and Virus were all he had left in the world and now they were gone. He pulled out his knife and a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and a tear built up in his eye, he wiped it away and said “why me?” he took a drink of the whiskey, then threw it and screamed “WHY THE HELL ME?” Meanwhile as the firefighters battled the inferno of the MGM Grand, Death regained consciousness, he was on the ground behind the building, he looked over and saw the car was upside down and the weapon cases were scattered, and the case with the Tavors was empty, one was across the road under the black van and the other was in the car. Tavors were Evil’s favorite gun, Death knew something was wrong and with Evil’s mental state the night was bound to get worse. He remembered pulling Evil out of the water after he plummeted down the waterfall, he thought of Evil as his only family and now there was a good chance he was dead, a bystander got out of his car and walked over to Death and said “you ok Buddy?” Death looked at him then grabbed the weapon cases and said “I need to borrow your truck. Now!” the man handed Death the keys and Death sped off to search for his missing brother. About 5 blocks away he got a call from the credit card company about an overnight stay at the “Dusk Air” motel, Death knew it was Evil…or a homeless person stole the credit card… he drove as fast as the truck could go straight to the motel. He checked in the office and asked the manager if a guy at about six feet tall with dark hair checked in, and the manager said lots of people fit the description , Death then said he would want the cheapest room and probably reeked of alcohol, the manager said “yeah room 10”. Death darted towards the room and tried the door, it was locked, then he kicked the door open, he saw a broken bottle of whiskey on the floor and he knew the night just got longer. On the floor near the kitchen table was Evil, there was a knife wound in his chest and blood was coming out of his mouth…
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Chapter 11 Death's Past Catches Up past
He was still running. Project Reaper had to be getting closer and closer by the second. His mind was playing tricks again. Suddenly Lenap was there and........... Death awakes from the nightmare and intinctively reaches for the bottle by the bed. He spins the lid off and begins to chug down the rich liquor. "Ah, nothing like Vodka for breakfast." He stands and pulls on the jeans that lay by the bed. He walks shirtless out into the living room to see Lil Evil passed out on the couch. Death grabs the orange juice carton and walks out into an empty hangar. As he sits he feels something fall out of his back pocket. On the ground lies his journal. He reaches out to pick it up and the wind blows it open. The page reads.... "Angela came over again today. She tried to explain the reason she wants to start a family again. I broke down and finally told her how I became the way I am. Stupid idiot I am now she'll probably skip town. But then again the foundation of any relationship is trust. Kyle Lacey is finally almost useful now. After the way I found him I thought maybe he would do himself in. But he calmed Angie down after I was done explaining. I don't know what she said but she came back in and looked me in the eyes. As usual I was lost in the silver mist of her irises as she explained to me that I was the best thing in her life at the moment. We went out to eat and then I took her home. God I love her." "Now's not the time for corpses to be coming out of the closet." He shuts the journal but already catches his mind going back to their final day together. He had accepted an easy job. Kill a maintenance guy at the local butcher shop. But make it look like a freak accident. So he had brought the incerniary grenade and while hooking it up it had exploded. Three days later he finally came too. He was wrapped up tighter than the mummy in the old horror movies. But she was there. She leaned close and gave him a quick kiss on the forhead. "Baby I'm sorry. I thought I could handle this life but I was wrong. Now that I know the danger of your work for myself I couldn't be with you. I'd worry all the time about your safety. I'm sorry and I love but I'm gone." Death had then slipped back into the veil of darkness and it had been Lil Evil that brought him home. It had been a long and difficult recovery but Death had managed it. Sadly however his love life never healed. He had feelings only for Angela. Back in the present day Death decides to go watch the local news to shake Angie out of his head. As the screen flickers to life Death sees his own Vegas has been put on the red level of the crisis warning system. "This crazed gunman has killed all but one hostage. One Ms. Angela King is the only person left alive after this nearly twelve hour crisis. Jonathon Raddict walked into the bank last night at ten and took everyone inside hostage. There were fourteen hostages to begin with but Raddict no longer cares it seems and five minutes ago shot thirteen of them........" The TV explodes with a shower of sparks as Death's boot flies through it. "Sorry Evil." He reaches into Evil's jacket and grabs the car keys. Minutes later he is pulling up to the scene. Police try to stop him again and again but Death keeps throwing them to the side. He kicks the door in with pure force and begins to climb up the steps. Suddenly the gunman fires and the round sinks into Death's chest with a dull ping noise. The shot into his vest doesn't even phase him. Instead he begins to sprint and the gunman grabs Angie and points the gun at her just as Death reaches the end of the steps. "Either let her go or your dead." The gunman smiles but before he can pull the trigger Death tosses a small dagger and impales his gun hand. Then he is on him like a wolf on the fawn who falls behind. Blow after blow hits the man's head as Death loses his temper. Five minutes later police arrive and the only thing left of the man's head is a crushed pile of bone fragments and tenderized meat. Death grabs a towelf from a cop and begins to clean himself up. two hours later Death is finally released because he had "an emotional breakdown after his fiance was taken hostage" or so the police report says. Their relantionship however was back on track. Death was all smiles as he took his love to dinner.
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Chapter 12. I Owe You One.
Death rushed over to Lil Evil’s side, it looked like Evil wasn’t gonna make it, but Death was not about to let his brother die. He picked up Evil and tossed him into the passenger seat of the truck and drove to the safe house. Evil had blacked out along the way but somehow had consciousness, he was a true warrior but even a warrior has his mental melt-downs. He awoke the next day, feeling woozy and vomiting a lot, Death walked out of the kitchen with a glass of water and poured it on Evil’s face, then said “you dumbass, what were you thinking?!” Evil gagged then said “I wasn’t….”. Death looked at him and shook his head in disbelief. The next few hours felt like weeks to Evil, wondering if he was finally going to have peace, but as much as he wanted to rest, he knew Death and Virus needed him. He couldn’t really remember Virus much, just a few vague memories of her picking him up when he was drunk and driving him back to the safe house, where he would spend a day or so puking his guts up. Lil Evil was starting to feel better, so he grabbed his gun and went to the table, he got a bowl of cereal and then his head fell into the bowl, he wasn’t really ready to move, he quickly pulled his head out of the bowl, but with such force that he fell backwards onto the floor, and blacked out yet again. He was dreaming, but whatever he was dreaming of was pretty bad because Death awoke hearing Evil mumbling and sounding frantic, he believed Evil was remembering that dark day he lost his life, the first time he died. Death truly believed that Evil was nothing like a mere Mortal human, he seemed like a Demon or a Fallen Angel, sent back to earth through a body that became lifeless to protect the innocent and Punish the bad. The only thing he didn’t understand was that if Kyle was here to do that, then why didn’t he die after saving Virus? He had done right and stopped wrong, but Death and Evil themselves did horrible things on a day to day basis, killing people for money and Kyle wasn’t a religious person. Maybe there was still something he was to do before he died, maybe he had one last job to do, and maybe it would change the life of Death himself…. Then he heard a song that sounded oddly familiar, it was “Darkness by Disturbed” Evil loved and as Death was about to turn of the song, he heard the words “Dare to believe over one last time, then I’ll let the Darkness cover me.” He realized Evil wasn’t here to save Virus, he was here for something else, he was here to save a pure soul….
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Chapter 13. Heartbreak past
Death and Angie sat across the table from each other. They were finally catching up and Death was even kind of letting down his guard. A mistake like that would prove hazardous very soon. "So Angela did you miss my ugly mug? Because baby I have missed you every second since you walked out that hospital door. But I never gave up hope that I might be able to someday god willing be your man again." "I'm sorry Death. I shouldn't have left you in the way I did. But I....." "Tobias." "What?" "Tobias DeVries. That's my name. I found out on our last job. You'd be pleased to know that we decided not to kill the president yesterday. But I'm going to be in deep trouble soon. A government agency kidnapped Virus. We're killing them all if that is what it takes to get her back." "What agency? Tobias, what agency would do that and succeed against your Project Reaper training?" "Free Lives is what Project Reaper is called now a days. Too bad their leader hasn't ever changed since he messed up my life along with the other reapers." From behind the couple emerges seven men dressed in black tuxes with shotguns drawn. "Give us the girl, Death or you both die." Death reaches for his gun but the one closest slams the stock into the side of Death's head. The others grab Angie and start for a limo parked outside. Death raises up as they enter the black limo and grabs the nearest motorcycle. He opens the throttle wide and pulls out his custom gun. Weaving in and out among the cars he nearly catches the limo before the first shots rip through the calm sunny day and threaten him with a painful end. He fires back and watches as the back window explodes. Another shot comes at him and plunges into the dashboard of a nearby cab. Blood fills the back window and the cab swerves into the next car creating a domino effect. Death swerves all the way to the left of the highway and skims through the gap between vehicles right before it closes but is again threatened because he is in the middle of an intersection. The limo speeds up and misses the three semi trucks. Death knows he'd never catch them if they get away now so he slides the bike on its side and slides under the cattle trailer while firing off three more shots. The back two tires blow out and the limo slams into a lamp post. Death pops the bike back up and begins to walk over to them. While walking he pulls out the other gun and kills the two remaining guards. He calls out Angie's name when suddenly the door opens and she emerges rather jerkily out of the car. "Baby are you ok?" "Yes yes I am. Thanks for caring Mr. DeVries." Death's smile is erased as Lenap's voice comes from the car. He emerges with a Bereta pointed straight at Angie's head. "But give up now or I will kill her and then kill Virus." Death doesn't even hesitate but instead raises both guns and blows two holes in each of Lenap's shoulders. He goes down like a ton of rocks. But incredibly he gets one shot off and suddenly Angie goes down as well. Blood pours profusely from her chest and Death goes over and kicks Lenap hard in the shoulder or at least what is left of it. "Oh god. God, I'm sorry. God, spare me." Sirens begin to wail and so Death reaches down and takes hold of one of Lenap's legs. He drags him into the nearest building and once there he takes him into the bathroom. He throws him on the ground and Lenap begins to cry. "God, spare. Please spare me." "Hey Lenap seeing as you want to mention God so much I have an idea." "Wh Wha What's that?" "i'll tell you what. go in the stall say five hail maries, wipe your *** and you and god can call it even." Cops begin to pass by the station and Death knows he needs to finish this and get out. So he raises the gun and looks Lenap in the eye. "Too bad for you though I'm not God. We are not even but soon will be." Two seconds later thunder erupts through the restroom.
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Chapter 14. Bad Memories, and Misplaced Trust
Evil walked into the room where Death was standing, he said “I think someone screwed us over.” Death replied “how the hell did you come to this conclusion?” Evil sat down and quietly said “who is the only one who knew what we were planning? Who was the one person we never trusted before?” Death quickly replied “LT. Shepard.” Evil laughed and said “10 points. Now for the bonus question. What can we do to that rat bastard?” Death shook his head and said “he’s your old friend, why don’t you pay him a visit? But one thing. How did those guys follow us?” Evil responded “…could there have been trackers in the guns?” Just then bullets tore through the walls of the safe house Death went for the Darkness Guns but Evil slapped his hands and yelled “did you not just hear what I said, grab your colts and get the hell out, I’ll hold them off”. Evil went to the locker in the hallway and pulled out a sawed-off shotgun and the Sig p226 he took from the guard back at the FBI building. Two men busted through the door and started firing Uzis, Evil tossed Death the keys to his Impala and said “if my car looks any worse, I swear I will cut off your head and **** down your throat!” Death nodded and tackled one of the men. The other raised his gun but soon had a whole cartridge of buckshot in his back. Death then sprinted to the garage and drove off in the Impala. Meanwhile, the man who Death tackled got back up and before he could raise his gun, Evil had blown his face off. Three others descended from the hills around the house, Evil wasted no time in loading his 30-06 rifle and sending them to hell. He remembered his last mission in Serbia, he was in a sniper team and he was to assassinate a high member of the Serbian party. He saw the face of the father who fought with the target to protect his wife and child, he fought well but was killed by a machete to the gut, despite all that Evil wanted to do, authorization was never given. He had to witness the murder of that family and it will never leave his mind. For a split second he felt a burn in his forearm, he was grazed by a bullet, he dropped the rifle and pulled out his Sig. He didn’t know where the shot came from, he was off his guard and that never happened, he felt ashamed about this. Then the man grabbed his arm from in front of him, and then realized he sealed his own fate, Evil put the muzzle of the gun in the man’s mouth and pulled the trigger. The back of his head was all over the floor. Evil then checked his ammo and then stole the black Suburban that was parked in the drive way. He thought Death was going to find Shepard, but Evil couldn’t let him have all the fun, he had to go and personally mess that guy up. On the way to Shepard’s house, the mission popped into his head, he remembered one very important thing. Shepard was an undercover operative on that mission, and he very well could have been a link to the man who was the target, maybe they were the ones after them, but if that was true, then it was Russian Mercenaries that were after them. Maybe Shep was just helping Free Lives, it was very confusing and Evil couldn’t think very well with a hangover. Perhaps Free Lives had something to do with the Serbs. It was very unlikely but with half the crap happening in the world today it could very well be true. It didn’t matter though, all that mattered was killing Shepard. He got to Shepard’s place and Death was not there, he figured Death already messed him up or Shepard was all for the taking. Evil booted down the front door and saw Shepard sitting in a chair with an M16, he said “I was wondering when you would catch on you stupid pig.” Evil chuckled and said “well since your going to kill me, why don’t you tell me who you are working for.” Shepard replied “well I was taken captive by a rouge faction of the Serbs last year, but an agency called Free Lives made a deal with me. The deal was cut them in on info about you and that freak Death or whatever the hell his name is, and I get to live.” Evil snapped “So you were always a backstabbing piece of ****?!” Shepard shook his head and calmly responded “I do what I feel like, I was never agreeing to play on anyone’s side.” Then raised his gun…..
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Chapter 15 Back to the Beginning the last link to the past
Before he vanished Death grabbed Lenap's phone and checked the contacts for a name he knew was involved in what went on with both Project Reaper and Free Lives. In the D's he found it. Daniel Dravis. St. Azriel's church had been constructed just a few blocks from the strip and Daniel Dravis had funded it. He then had become the priest. Death's car parked there just a few minutes later. Death had come to church. He was hiding in the shadows waiting for his chance to enter the confession booth. He had already slid on a latex mask that made him appear to be a bald black man. Five minutes later an elderly man left the booth and Death slides smoothly into the door. The man on the other side of the small window is about sixty and has salt and pepper hair and a matching goatee. He looks like a man that is haunted by demons. Given his past that is probably the case. "Tell me your sins my son." His voice is laced with sorrow. "No, Father tell me yours." Death's magnum barrell slams into the grate on the window. "Tobias. You have found me even earlier then I thought you would. Please don't kill me. I tried time and time again to have Reaper shut down. Especially after you escaped." "I know Dravis. How's this sound? You answer me five questions and I'll let you live. Deal?" "You got it, Tobias." "Good. First, where is the Free Lives headquarters?" "Washington D.C. Its on the north side. Looks like a blue farmhouse with a large white barn." "Second, what is the weak points of that facility? In other words how do I destroy it?" "There are three large machines that look like air conditioner units. One in the barn, one in the house, and one in the feild. Destroy them and you take out the facility. These machines regulate the air because most of the base is underground. By destroying them you will kill anyone not in the house. The house is only a holding cell and office for Lenap. So it would strike a devastating blow." "Nice tip, Dravis. Third, do you know where they are keeping Virus?" "Last i heard she was in the holding cell at the headquarters." "Fourth, who is in charge of Free Lives now that Lenap is dead?" "Lenap is dead. Of course that's how you found me so fast. Well, it falls on two people. First is the Reaper known as Savior. The other man is some Lt. that even I don't know the name of. Sorry." "Its fine. The next one is a two part question. Do you honestly believe that by turning to God you are forgiven of all your sins?" "Absolutely." "And finally do you think there is hope for for someone like like me?" "Yes." "Well then Father if I live through this hell I'll be back to have you show me the path. Have faith in me." "Death, the good book says have faith as small as a mustard seed and you will be able to move mountains. Say to it move and it shall move, nothing will be impossible for you." "In that case, Father I'll be seeing you soon. Sorry for the whole pointing a gun at you incident." Without another word Death goes back out to the street and hails a cab. He and Evil then catch a plane to D.C. Upon arrival they go to a small rent a storage place and retrive their guns and a few explosives. "Well Death ready to blow up the farm?" Evil is psyched and ready to save their sister but for some reason Death keeps getting this bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. He supposes its nothing though and draws his guns. "Yee haw. Let's do this." They throw the doors open on Evil's car and begin to walk down the drive. Each has two explosives in their backpack. That way if one fails they can get to it in time to blow up all three machines. At the end of the drive Death heads towards the house while Evil veers for the barn. Six men come running out of the house but Death drops all of them with only four shots. He then sprints in the house and heads for the center room because that is where the machine was according to the schematics he found. Seven men begin to fill the hall they are in but Death swings his massive arms and grabs the head of another and slams it into the wall. Then its only him and three others. He fires three times and seconds later three thuds echo in the empty hallway. The machine is humming gently as Death attaches the small remote explosive. A pack of five dogs stands in Lil Evil's way but four shots and a toss of a knife puts an end to them. The barn seems deserted of life as he approaches the machine and finally attaches the bomb. But as he reaches for the door handle a deafening roar echoes down towards him. Evil draws both guns and turns around slowly. On the upper level is a full grown lion looking at him. "Here Kitty kitty." Evil sprints towards the ladder and fires three shots as the lion jumps down. Only one hits and suddenly the lion is even more fierce then before as its tail lands on the cement below. "Ooops." The lion jumps up the ladder and one paw manages to scrap down Evil's calf not lacerating thankfully but only scratching the surface. He turns to fire but another paw knocks the gun away. Evil loses his grip and the gun falls to the cement below. The lion gracefully jumps to the top level again as Evil draws his knife. This time he waits for the pounce. Seconds later it happens and he plunges the knife near the ribs and holds tightly. Gravity does Evil's dirty work and seconds later guts hit the floor with a fluid like squish. Then the loud thud of the carcas hits. "Now who's king?" Evil grabs his gun and heads toward the machine in the field. Meanwhile Death is trying his hardest to keep the men at bay that have surrounded him. He finally pulls the smoke grenade off his belt and drops it. Seconds later he snags a walkie talkie as he leaves the room. "Agents the only way Death and Lil Evil live through this assault is if they are found unconcious where the TV crews can see them." Death's heartrate increases and suddenly he knows they are screwed. But at the same time he knows how to make sure they survive the attack. He sprints towards the field's machine. Evil is just finishing putting the bomb on when Death sprints up to him. "Hey Lassie what's the rush?" Evil grabs a detanator from his bag and together the two walk back towards the house as news copters arrive from every direction. With a quick flick of the thumb Evil blows the machines apart and even on the surface they hear the air lock doors seal the agents in their headquarters of doom. "So what was the problem?" "Sorry but its for our own good." Out of nowhere Death knocks Evil out with a well placed punch. Then he grabs his gun and brings it down on his hard hard enough to make himself black out as well. A lone soldier approaches the two and confirms they are unconcious. "Bring them to the secondary base and tell Savior to alert the president. He'll have to make a speech." Seconds later the brothers are thrown on the back of a truck and taken into captivity.
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Chapter 16. Rosenrot
A shot echoed throough the house, and made it all the way outside, Death had just pulled into the driveway when the gunshot had erupted, he drew his Colt and walked to the basement, he saw Evil sitting on a crate and the M16 was in Shepard's mouth, the muzzle was pointing out through the back of the head. He then looked to Evil, Evil had his hands over his face, Death asked him "Why the Hell are you upset, you killed the bad guy" Evil paused and said "we lost 12 men when we infiltrated the Serbian compound to break that Asshole out...One of them was my Cousin, and the rest were the best friends i ever had." Death was quiet, then someone ran out of a room, it was Virus's mother, Shepard and The Savior were working, he supplied Savior with the weapons he used everytime Death and Lil Evil were attacked. She was crying and said "I think my daughter is dead, and its all because of you Idiots" she started swinging at Evil, then Death grabbed her hands, she then fell to the floor and started cry, Evil said "Take care of her, were not working together anymore." Death sharply responded "Well what about Sis huh? We just gonna let her die? Answer Me!" Evil looked down to the floor and said "No, all you've done your whole life is Hunt, start a life with your girl" Death hesitantly said "....Well what about you?" As Evil walked out, he said "I'll keep making walls Rosenrot." Death knew German, and knew that Evil wasnt just giving up on his Vengence. Just before Evil walked out, he said "Hey bro...you still planning on Marrying Angie?" Death replied "Yeah why?" Evil tossed his keys to his 1967 Impala and said "here's a Wedding Present." Death said "just because im going to marry Angie doesnt mean im gonna stop Hunting." Evil sighed and said "...Yeah i figured...I'll be seeing you around bro." It was 3 days since Evil left Vegas and moved to Reno, it was a great town for a guy like him, he made his living by joining an Organization Hell Bent on Assinations, and he was an Alcoholic, he never let the drinking get in the way of his job, he dedicated his Assinations to the only family he had, and kept Virus and Death in his head all the time. He had just recieved a job, he was to return to Vegas and Kill a Gun Runner and a Russian diplomat, it seemed like an Easy task, and the pay was great. He drove to Las Vegas and got his Hotel room, it had a hidden M40A1 sniper rifle, he was familiar with the rifle from his time in the S.E.A.L.S. unfortunately he hated the gun, he was issued one for the mission where he had witnessed the family be Executed. But it was a very reliable gun so he thought of it as an Irritating Co-Worker. About an hour after he had been in his Hotel room he saw the Targets in a room across from his Balcony. he loaded his gun and adjusted his sights, he was about to splatter one of the targets, when he realized he could get both of them with one bullet if he shot through an Eye. One went to the window and bingo, the shot was perfect, a loud crack was heard and instantaniously blood sprayed everywhere. Then a man was seen running away in the Hall, when the man stopped for the Elevator, Evil saw his face....
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Chapter 17 Ave Maria
Death was sitting at the hospital listening to the slow steady rhthymic breaths as Angela fought for her life. The bullet had pierced her heart and through emergency surgery they had managed to stabalize her in critical condition. But Death sat vigilant besides her waiting for her to get better but hope never seemed so impossible to the former Reaper project. Suddenly the small phone on his side begins to ring. He stands and silently walks to the hall. "Blasphemy Contracts. Death speaking." After a few moments he speaks again. "I'll take it." He reenters the room long enough to grab his suit jacket and kive Angie a kiss. Two minutes later the door on the Impala clicks shut and the squeals of the tires echo in the parking garage as the car itself disappears down the street. Death starts flipping through the CDs and eventually finds his Mozart. He arrives at St. Azriel's church and after looking around to make sure no one is there he goes into the sanctuary and hollers for Dravis. "I'm here, Tobias. Calm down. What is it you need?" "Sorry, Dravis. Guns. Where did you hid them for me?" Dravis doesn't say a word but simply walks up to the altar and pushes the cross on the front of the pulpit. The cross that had been suspended on the far wall lowers like a drawbridge and Death notices the back side is now hollowed out and all his guns are stored there. Death grabs his dual .45s and screws the silencers in. After considering he grabs a shotgun and goes back to the car. Twenty minutes later he gets out of the car in a dark alley behind Vegas's newest hot spot on the strip Crow's Nest. He tosses the shotgun over the fence and then after a slight hesitation does the same with the .45s. Then he pulls the car back around and has the valet park it. His mask tonight is a bald white man but there is a Chinese style dragon tattoo that runs from the back of his head to the right eye. He approaches the door and breathes a sigh of relief. Two huge metal detectors are located there. One at each entrance. After he gets in the place he pulls a photo out of his inside suit pocket. The target is thirty five, female, and ruthless as hell. Her name is Alison Garris. She single handedly had made the Nest what it was but that was just a front for something even more sinister. She was the CEO of the company known as Crow Contracts a new and upcoming hitman agency. Death was being employed by the second in command of CC to kill Garris. The deal was a million if it was silent and she was the only one and three hundred thousand if it was noisy and other lives were extinguished. His alias for the night was Roland Rose. He was supposedly an arm dealer from Peru. He had even managed to sneak out the back door and grab his .45s but on his way back in the guards asked him why he needed to see Ms. Garris and Death almost faltered for a second. "I am convinced that I'm just the man Ms. Garris needs to hatch a whole new egg from the Crow's Nest. If you catch my meaning that is." "Sure do. Good luck Mr. Rose. I understand. She'll be in to see you shortly." The room was large and spacious. Only three pieces of furniture resided in the whole thing. A desk for her with a nice large office chair behind it for Ms. Garris. The large panarama windows behind the desk clearly showed a wonderful view of the strip. All neon lights and mechanical bullshit of all kinds was seen. Death seated himself in the chair on the other side of the desk. It was a large leather covered armchair that seemed almost throne like. Five minutes later Allison walked in. She was roughly six five and nearly a hundred and fifty pounds of muscle. Her long blonde hair is almost long enough for her to sit on it but is done up in a long braid. Hanging neatly on her side was a beautiful Luger. It was gold plated with a platinum dragon on the side. "So Roland you think you have a way to bring about a new era for CC eh? Exactly how do you plan to do that?" "Well Ms. Garris quite simple really. By eliminating you." Death springs up and fires two silenced shots at her. One hits between the eyes and the other smack dab in the center of her heart. Death chuckles silently as he relizes he is deadly as ever. As he approaches the huge windows he sees a list on Alison's desk. Looking close he sees its a list of Hitmen working for CC. Some he recongnizes as Reaper projects. But one scares the hell out of him. The listed date for hire was the day before but Charles "Savior" Troubleman was supposed to be dead. The door explodes as the guards start heading for him but two shots later the window explodes and he lands on the pavement below with a quick roll. He hops in the Impala and disappears into the night as Ave Maria begins to surround Death as he cranks the volume. For the first time since leaving the hospital he begins to relax.
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