Post by davak on Jul 23, 2012 17:50:36 GMT -6
This is just me writting away. Its so to say Karusos intro.
The loud motor of his black Harley Davidson roared through the night, as he went from leaning into one curve to the next. He loved the bike it had been his fathers before his death and one of the many things his father had taught him was how to ride a bike, he had a fake license just to make sure no cops can get the better of him. He loved the rush, here right now engulfed in darkness he soared though the mountain side the only light sources being that off the bike and the moon. It was early in the morning he had just finished his last job a couple of hours ago, it made him feel empty when thinking of those he killed, his father had always warned him from devoting a thought to those lives he took. He still remembered the face of the agent as he fell into the puddle of water turning it crimson red and his last few twitches as the life literally poured out of him, Karuso hadn’t been sure if the man had actually been as bad as he imagined, but he had sworn to kill any and all of ``them´´ no matter what even if it was his own death, he would wipe them out every single one of them.
He forced the taco to go up to 80 kilometer an hour as he raced through the roads. Cut the crap he told himself, and to bring his thought of the dead agent which should have been found right about now, he thought about what to do next. As he did he quickly took a glimpse to where the road ended, it was a small road side hotel one which could be found near any big city. He chose to remain there and reached the hotel just after deciding to stay. He parked his bike and it went out with one last loud roar. He grabbed his briefcase full of info on the DNCS that his father had given his life for, he opened it and took two one hundred dollars out of it depth. He quickly walked through the entry, the interior of the room where just like he had imagined. The room was yellow or at least it had been years ago there was a window to the left of the room where a man old as time itself sat staring down on a newspaper. Karuso walked up to him set his briefcase down on the broken tiles and spoke quickly [glow=red,2,300]``Your best room for tonight´´[/glow] as he did he took the tow notes in his hand and set them on the counter. The man’s eye lifted themselves from the paper to the two notes, a wrinkly hands crawled up the counter grabbed the money and after a few seconds two keys were placed on the same spot two hundred dollars had been only seconds earlier.
The room was … well … it had a bed. But all else was a complete mess, the color that had been on the walls back must have been a kind of yellow. The carpet on the floor seemed to have been dusty a hundred years ago and lets just skip the bathroom part. The bed though he had to admit truly was comfortable and clean as clean could be, it was an odd sight to see the white blanket on the old wood bed surrounded by all the run down walls. He sat down leaning on the wall with a cushion between his jacket and the wall and opened the black simple briefcase. Firstly there was A LOT of money in it he knew that he used a lot already but compared to the amount that was inside in cash a lot was nothing. Then there was page after page with info on the virus and the different effect the DNCS was aware of, his ability was not in the list and he was great full for it. Then there was info about their HQ names times and notes. His father was one of the most high ranking people in the army and he had connection to everyone anyone wants to know. The info in the briefcase was on the highest security level and had taken three years and the deaths of all kinds of people to be put together. It was DNCS biggest fear, a security breach on this kind of level was a instant kill for organization like them. Then there was his father security card which granted him access to the second highest level of the FBI, CIA, the US army and for the jokes the MIB. The last document in the case was the most important though, a list with full name, address and phone number of a great number of DNCS agents. It was a plan showing the low level members all the way up to the operators and so on, some name were just question mark so was there number and address and the higher the list came the more names were just question marks. The lowest name had a big red line though it and Karuso pulled the same pen out of the case and crossed out the next name, he had a great list of names to cancel out and he still needed more info about them, but one thing was clear he was going to get his revenge and they would all die.
So be it.
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.
The loud motor of his black Harley Davidson roared through the night, as he went from leaning into one curve to the next. He loved the bike it had been his fathers before his death and one of the many things his father had taught him was how to ride a bike, he had a fake license just to make sure no cops can get the better of him. He loved the rush, here right now engulfed in darkness he soared though the mountain side the only light sources being that off the bike and the moon. It was early in the morning he had just finished his last job a couple of hours ago, it made him feel empty when thinking of those he killed, his father had always warned him from devoting a thought to those lives he took. He still remembered the face of the agent as he fell into the puddle of water turning it crimson red and his last few twitches as the life literally poured out of him, Karuso hadn’t been sure if the man had actually been as bad as he imagined, but he had sworn to kill any and all of ``them´´ no matter what even if it was his own death, he would wipe them out every single one of them.
He forced the taco to go up to 80 kilometer an hour as he raced through the roads. Cut the crap he told himself, and to bring his thought of the dead agent which should have been found right about now, he thought about what to do next. As he did he quickly took a glimpse to where the road ended, it was a small road side hotel one which could be found near any big city. He chose to remain there and reached the hotel just after deciding to stay. He parked his bike and it went out with one last loud roar. He grabbed his briefcase full of info on the DNCS that his father had given his life for, he opened it and took two one hundred dollars out of it depth. He quickly walked through the entry, the interior of the room where just like he had imagined. The room was yellow or at least it had been years ago there was a window to the left of the room where a man old as time itself sat staring down on a newspaper. Karuso walked up to him set his briefcase down on the broken tiles and spoke quickly [glow=red,2,300]``Your best room for tonight´´[/glow] as he did he took the tow notes in his hand and set them on the counter. The man’s eye lifted themselves from the paper to the two notes, a wrinkly hands crawled up the counter grabbed the money and after a few seconds two keys were placed on the same spot two hundred dollars had been only seconds earlier.
The room was … well … it had a bed. But all else was a complete mess, the color that had been on the walls back must have been a kind of yellow. The carpet on the floor seemed to have been dusty a hundred years ago and lets just skip the bathroom part. The bed though he had to admit truly was comfortable and clean as clean could be, it was an odd sight to see the white blanket on the old wood bed surrounded by all the run down walls. He sat down leaning on the wall with a cushion between his jacket and the wall and opened the black simple briefcase. Firstly there was A LOT of money in it he knew that he used a lot already but compared to the amount that was inside in cash a lot was nothing. Then there was page after page with info on the virus and the different effect the DNCS was aware of, his ability was not in the list and he was great full for it. Then there was info about their HQ names times and notes. His father was one of the most high ranking people in the army and he had connection to everyone anyone wants to know. The info in the briefcase was on the highest security level and had taken three years and the deaths of all kinds of people to be put together. It was DNCS biggest fear, a security breach on this kind of level was a instant kill for organization like them. Then there was his father security card which granted him access to the second highest level of the FBI, CIA, the US army and for the jokes the MIB. The last document in the case was the most important though, a list with full name, address and phone number of a great number of DNCS agents. It was a plan showing the low level members all the way up to the operators and so on, some name were just question mark so was there number and address and the higher the list came the more names were just question marks. The lowest name had a big red line though it and Karuso pulled the same pen out of the case and crossed out the next name, he had a great list of names to cancel out and he still needed more info about them, but one thing was clear he was going to get his revenge and they would all die.
So be it.
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.