A Tale Of Two Towns

[lockesdestiny]

It's going to take me a little while to type into word and stuff, I tried, my computer froze and didn't save a thing so *sigh* gotta start again

Here's a official description:

Book 1 - Kirkson Vs. Southland
When Lee Bridges becomes mayor of Kirkson, he has dreams. Dreams of becoming dictator of his town and neighborhoods close by. All preparations for an attack on Southland are ready, but someone then leaks information to the other side. Now both sides are ready for an all out war.

[hightyto]

alas, a tale of two towns by lockesdestiny arrives at the gahoole message board. people will like this one, now all you gotta do is keep writing! lol.

[lockesdestiny]

Bare in mind this is a crap load of fiction about to be thrown down.
Here it is...

Prologue

“The people in Israel have it really bad with the constant wars. Thank goodness Kirkson isn’t like that!” Mrs. Lewis told her fifth hour social studies class.
“Oh that will change soon enough,” a thirteen-year-old boy named Lee Bridges whispered to himself.

Chapter 1

“And the new Mayor of Kirkson is…Lee Bridges!” a voice sounded. He did it. Three years as a trustee and another four as the mayor’s aide paid off.
Lee Bridges was a man who you wouldn’t pick last in sports, but wouldn’t pick first. Everyone said he looked so handsome in a suit and tie, but he didn’t care for it. Everyone who knew Lee in high school could never have pictured him mayor of Kirkson, but more of a fast food cashier. He loved to party so much that it wouldn’t be a party without him.
But there he was. Smiling on the big screen, waving at his fans. He didn’t want to leave his partying days behind. But he had to if he wanted his genius plan to work. All he had to do was sit back, do what was best for the citizens, get re-elected, and wait.
By the time he got his third re-election he figured his wait was over. He had gathered up his super secret police and drew up his plans. As mayor of Kirkson he had access to Kirkson’s grand army. And even though it’s never been used there is a huge amount of money in the war fund.
The main enemy was a city called Southland directly south of Kirkson. There were two more cities close by and they would be controlled soon enough. Why did he want all those cities? Lee had always wanted control over something large, and these cities were large enough. He could become sort of a dictator and tell people what to do and how to do it. And Lee was ready to do that with his army and stop at nothing.
But he would never tell the citizens of Kirkson that. They would hate Lee and try to get him impeached. So the only people that knew were him and his twenty-four “secret policemen”.
He had to blame something on Southland. But what, what to blame on them. So him and the secret policeman were in the secret underground basement of the mayor’s office.
“Any plans, anybody?” Mayor Bridges asked.
“Why don’t we kill one of our citizens and blame it on someone who lives in Southland?” secret policeman number six said.
“Too obvious,” Bridges snapped, “it has to be something that can’t be traced back to Kirkson!”
The meeting was adjourned two hours later with no progress made. Lee was furious. “Why can’t we think of anything!” he shouted at the end of the meeting. “Now I’m gonna have to sit through a two hour budget meeting and nothing happy to think about,” he thought.
“Why didn’t we go with my idea?” asked number six to number seventeen.
“Not good enough, even though I liked it,” was his answer.
“Well, I’m determined to get an idea the mayor will love,” number twenty-four said as he hurried past them both.

[hightyto]

yes, a lot of fiction, a lot of fiction. but hey, i love it. you gonna ask campion to put it on his site?

[hightyto]

by the way, c everybody tommorow.

[lockesdestiny]

Author's Note: Still dropping bombs of fiction, you'll see at the bottom. The chapters may seem short (which they are), but they get longer. Enjoy!

Chapter 2

The next day was the annual Kirkson-Southland gathering at Jacobson Park, which covered parts of Kirkson and Southland, was taking place.
“Look at those Southlanders on our soil!” announced number twenty-four, “someone should just come in and slaughter them all! That’s it!” he said.
Number twenty-four scouted the park for Mayor Bridges. But when he found him he was talking to the tall, slim mayor of Southland, Steven Tomas. “Man that must feel terrible for Bridges,” twenty-four thought.
“Uh, Mayor Bridges may I talk to you, it’s important,” he said hoping Bridges wouldn’t get mad at him for interrupting his conversation.
“Sure, let’s go to that picnic table over there,” Mayor Bridges responded, “Have fun, Steven!” he called back to the other mayor.
When they arrived at the picnic table they sat down on opposite sides like a formal meeting. When twenty-four explained his newly hatched plan to the mayor, he smiled with glee.
“It’s perfect!” the mayor shouted, “after this I’m calling a meeting and we’ll put the final touches on this plan.”
Twenty-four was finally doing what he told the officers he’d do yesterday. Now all he had to do was wait for this picnic to be over.
Hours later the mayor and his men were back in the underground basement.
“Ok men! Here’s the plan,” the mayor announced. So the secret police heard the plan twenty-four made and smiled. It was perfect and would go off without a hitch.
All twenty-four men were needed for the plan to work. The positions were handed out. They just couldn’t wait to start. They went over the plan again and again.
“I think we are ready for tomorrow’s “invasion”,” Mayor Bridges said to his men, “and we owe it all to twenty-four!”
Everyone clapped and twenty-four stood up. “Thank you, thank you!” “We all know that tomorrow is a very important day in our plan to take over Southland!” “When we storm into Fayette Mall killing innocent people then taking the rest hostage and then we are citizens of Southland, our citizens will just die to get revenge for the death of their loved ones and want war!” “After that we take their city, then the city of Roseland, then who knows!” “All I know is that the U.S.A. army won’t get involved because it’s a simple city war, but oh it’s more, it’s more!”
The whole room exploded with applause. Even the mayor gave him a standing ovation. “Perfect.” Lee thought.
“Perfect,” twenty-four thought to himself, “Just perfect!”

[lockesdestiny]

Author's Note: The plan was similar to the one of killing one person, but this is supposed to be a mass killing, so more people would want war. There are two "beginning of the mall" scenes that I didn't use, I'll post those soon. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

A black van pulled up into a docking station at Fayette Mall. The driver and passenger doors opens up and two men walked to the back. They opened the doors and twenty-two men jumped out after being crammed in there.
“Hand me a gun,” one of them said. He was quickly handed the gun. They all walked to a panel next to the huge door for the unloading station. The man put in a key on the panel and the door came up. They walked in.
“This way to the main floor,” another man said, pointing to a door.
“Anyone down here!” an old voice called out. The voice belonged to a really old security guard who had a flashlight in one hand and a walkie-talkie in another. “There isn’t any unloading for three days, who and where are you?”
“This man’s obviously going blind, let him off easy,” the first guy said to the second guy. The second guy crept up behind him and made a slicing motion into the guard’s neck. The security guard dropped down to the floor.
“The only thing I look forward too,” the killer said.

“Just another trip to Fayette Mall,” Jason thought, “to The Goth Shop.”
His brother was really gothic and sixteen, unlike Jason who was thirteen, so he had to drag Jason everywhere.
“What is wrong with you people!?!” he yelled inside the store.
Everyone was looking at him, but then he realized that they were looking past him. So he turned around too.
There were twenty-four big men, wearing black ski masks, black gloves, and black clothes. They were all holding black AK-47’s.
“What goes around, comes around I guess,” Jason said.
“Everyone on the floor!” one of the gunmen yelled. Everyone followed that order quickly. But that wasn’t good enough for the gunmen. They were supposed to kill. After walking by they saw a thirteen-year-old boy shivering really badly.
“You like Kirkson?” a gunman, who, since Jason could see him up close, had a twenty-four on his shirt in the upper left corner.
“…It’s cool,” Jason replied.
POP! Jason was dead. “I’m guessing more then half of you are from Kirkson so hear this, if you tell the truth about where you are from, you live, you lie, you die,” said twenty-four.
“Where you from?” said another gunman, twelve, to another cowering victim.
“Kirkson,” she said.
BANG! She died too. “Oops might have lied,” said the first gunman. “Listen and listen good!” he yelled, “Southland will claim this land and if I were somebody from Kirkson I’d watch your back!”
Then the hostages heard hundreds of sirens coming by the parking lot. When they gunners heard them they left, the way they came.
Channel 6 ten o’ clock news was the first to cover the story.
“Today at Fayette Mall twenty-four men dressed in all black took the place hostage, but only managed to kill two out of the estimated two hundred and sixteen people there at the time.” “They claimed they were from Southland and that the city of Southland would claim Kirkson as their own. Here’s a press conference with Mayor Bridges.”
“I’m not mad at Southland at all,” he started, “I’m just confused, because we are always treating Southland fine.” “If you know any of these men please contact the police immediately!”
Mayor Tomas of Southland shut off his TV. “What is going on in my fair city,” he said walking towards his bedroom window, “we have nothing against Kirkson, so why?” he said as he fell onto his bed and into a sleep.
But while both cities were falling asleep, there was a secret meeting going on underground…

[lockesdestiny]

Author's Note: This is just the first scene, there is one more. But hightyto has told me to keep everything mature, but he never said anything about private stuff so you PM and I'll send it too you IF YOU THINK YOU'RE MATURE ENOUGH!

Alternate Scene 1

“Just another trip to Fayette Mall,” Jason thought, “to ride the kiddie rides!” Jason was thirteen and much to big to ride the kiddie rides, but he squeezed into a car, put in the money, and was off. After a little while people started to look at him, he got off and then realized they were looking past him. So he turned around too.

[Campion]

What kind of mature content? Language, sexual, gore? I write about all three myself, actually. o.O

I'm a 'mature' author (aka dark minded).

[lockesdestiny]

sexual not really though it's funny, but hightyto really doesn't want me to release it...this story will have some violence and some language (not much, not bad)

[hightyto]

a bit sexual(no contact, though) well you can read it, campion. PM lockesdestiny and he will send it to you. its actaully a bit funyy, lol.

[lockesdestiny]

Author's Note: I'm ticked! I just saw what it looks like on the boards. and they're isn't even paragraphs. Whatever hope you can read it like it is.

Chapter 4

“Two people, two people!” “That’s all you managed to kill!” Mayor Bridges screamed at his men, “two people is not gonna want to make this city go to war!”
All the men lowered their heads except for twenty-four.
“Hey! We tried, but the cops came and you gave us a direct order to leave if the cops got involved.”
“Grr,” “Now we are going to have to think of another plan for the citizens of Kirkson to hate Southland.”
“Why not another shooting at another place?” asked one.
“No! Nothing that can involve the cops they will just ruin everything!” Mayor Bridges yelled.
“We can take hostages again!” one man said.
“We can burn build buildings!” another cried.
“We can spray graffiti!” another guy said. Everybody stared at him for a minute then moved on.
“No, no, and no!” Bridges said, “I like how you guys are thinking, but here’s an idea I got.”
“All you guys break into the Kirkson Artifact Museum in the middle of the night, kill as many guards as you can, then take some of the best items and leave a note that will be typed saying you are the same people from the mall and that Kirkson will pay for what happened there, then come back here.”
Mayor Bridges deserved a standing ovation for that one and he got it. For twenty-four men the applause was humongous. Bridges gave a bow and said, “It’s on!”
Twenty-four came up to the mayor patted him on the back and whispered, “Oh it’s on.”
The next day all the secret policemen were back at the basement for their prep.
“This one better work,” twenty said.
“Oh it will,” responded Mayor Bridges, “Ten!” “Did you disable the alarms and cameras!”
“Yep, at midnight they’ll be off!” he responded.
“Good!”

The second hand just hit the twelve making it midnight. Time to strike and of course they would be dressed in usual black. BOOM! The doors were kicked open. Two guards heard this and came running to the door, guns drawn. They saw nothing, heard nothing. As soon as they turned around, they realized something was there. SNAP! SNAP! The guards lay down on the ground, dead with their necks snapped.
“Ok!” “First item on the list, is the mini statue of John Lennon…made of 24 karat gold,” Twenty-four said to them all.
Twelve men stayed behind to keep lookout while the other twelve went to the second floor. But when they got there they ran into a problem.
“The glass surrounding it is bulletproof!” two shouted.
“No problem guys, the mayor already thought of that!” four said, taking out what looked like a laser pointer. He carved a hole in the glass and laughed. “No alarms, this is too easy!” he thought. He reached out and put his hand through the glass and pulled out the statue.
BANG! His hand was bleeding like crazy. “My hand’s been shot!” four shouted. He dropped the statue and it shattered into hundreds, maybe even thousands of pieces.
Twenty-four ducked, as all the others did, and turned around. He couldn’t see anybody. But wait! He heard a footstep trying to head down the stairs. So twenty-four ran to where the stairs were and jumped over the rail.
He didn’t even think of his next actions. Swoop! The silencer on his gun made it so quiet he wondered if he even shot at whoever had shot at four. Twenty-four focused on the scene. Yes! He had hit a man right between the eyes. “Not bad for a blind shot,” he said to himself.
It turned out it was just another security guard hoping to stop the intruders. Twenty-four walked back to the rest of the guys.
“He’s been hit pretty badly,” two said told him.
“It’s okay, just wrap it up, we’ll fix it when we return,” twenty-four responded.
“Well next item on the list in a platinum watch worn by President Clinton, worth over fourteen million dollars,” thirteen told the rest of the guys.
They all went down to the first floor, met up with the rest of the team and headed to the back of the museum. When they found the watch, they burned a hole in the glass, grabbed the watch, and put it in a brown leather bag.
They replaced it with a note that said:
Dear citizens of Kirkson,
We warned you once, we’ll warn you again. Southland is number one when it comes to the best city around. We are prepared to kill anyone from Kirkson, even if you are on our side. Prepare for the worst,
Some angry citizens from Southland

Well, next item is the painting of early barns in Kirkson,” thirteen said.
They all walked to the other side of the museum and found the painting. It was huge and impossible to put in the leather bag.
“We burn it!” twelve suggested.
“Good idea,” twenty-four said.
They lit it from the bottom right corner and watched it burn. While that was going on number three put up a note, like the previous one, right on the wall where the painting was.
“Anything else on the list?” number twenty-four asked.
“Nope, let’s head out,” number four responded.
As they rounded the corner towards the door they stopped. Cops were everywhere, hundreds, at least the whole Kirkson squad, which was three hundred and thirty-one. Most of them were at the door, but all were holding a gun.

[lockesdestiny]

Author's Note: Here's where the mass murders begin...

Chapter 5

“Mayor Bridges said not to get involved,” six said, whispered to twenty-four.
“Well when it comes to the whole police squad, yeah let’s not get involved,” twenty-four told him, “but you want to have a shoot-out, I mean we have vests on, it’s worth a try.”
“Are you crazy?” six said a little louder.
“Yeah, I’ll take first shot, tell all the others the plan.”
Seconds later six said that they were ready. Twenty-four quickly pulled up his gun and aimed at the nearest cop and fired.
It missed and triggered the cops. They all fired back. The battle was on. Shots were going back and forth. The secret police hurried behind walls.
BOOM! A flash grenade was sent by twenty and lit the whole place up. Instantly the gang went in and managed to kill four policemen.
They all ran up to the second floor and half hid their while the rest continued up. Number four ran behind a statue of a caveman and listened.
Twenty cops ran up the stairs. Three of the secret police started shooting again, but four pulled out his laser and pointed it at a cop who was hiding and about to kill number two. The laser hit and started burning a hole in his head. He screamed and two turned around and finished the cop off.
Number nineteen ran up the stairs and turned around to see a cop hit the floor. “What have we gotten into?” he asked himself. According to the last cop down the body count was ten and rising. “We’ve gone too far killing cops!” he thought, “but I guess that’s what I signed up for.”
He and eleven other men were now waiting on the third floor for any other cop. Since the museum was closed, all lights were off, but they could see a shadow approaching them.
“Ohhhh…” it moaned. Then the figure dropped down to the floor.
“Guns down, it’s two!” screamed nineteen. They examined him and found two bullets entered his right shoulder.
“Oh no, we need to get him out of here!” nineteen shouted.
“Bring ten more!” a cop downstairs ordered.
“Hurry!” Was what nineteen said next.
When the cops reached the top of the stairs, the secret police were ready. One cop wasn’t thought. POP! He flew down the stairs and landed on the second floor dead. While this was going on some men dragged two behind a wall and came back to fight.
The cops advanced on the eleven men. But twenty-four came up from behind, pulled a machete and threw it at an officer. It hit him right in the neck. Then twenty-four pulled out his gun and shot an officer who turned around.
BAM! The shot was fired from a police officer at twenty-four. All anyone saw was him fall, but they didn’t know if he was dead or not.
“This is the perfect chance!” nineteen thought. He pulled the machete out of the dead cop and aimed for the man who took a shot at twenty-four. Direct slice! The guy’s left arm was gone. Nineteen pulled out his pistol and took two shots. One was for the guy without an arm, the other for his confused partner. The bullets hit both guys in the head and killed them. “I guess this isn’t so bad,” nineteen thought.
Then another flash grenade, and no one was prepared for this one. Everyone dropped their guns to cover their eyes. When everyones vision came back they realized that both the cops and the secret police’s guns were in the middle of them both.
“How about a we settle this like men and fist fight!” yelled nineteen, who knew that the secret police were stronger then most of the Kirkson army, and they were strong.
“Sure!” a police lieutenant said, thinking the cops could handle these guys.
Number nineteen threw the first punch at the lieutenant, but his fist was dodged. The cop came up and hit him in the gut. He hit the ground hard. That triggered the secret police.
Fists were flying everywhere. But nineteen found the guns and moved them by number two. He kept one for himself though.
BOOM! He shot a bullet in the air. Everyone stopped and looked at nineteen. Most of the cops had black eyes and bloody lips or noses, while the secret police remained untouched.
“Everyone on my team grab or gun or two and if one of you stupid cops even comes near I will kill you and don’t think you can start a fist fight because you’re all too weak!” nineteen said.
So all the secret policeman went behind the statue and grabbed some guns. Once the cops were on one side and the secret policemen on the other a voice spoke up from the stairs.
“Shoot them on my command!” yelled twenty-four, completely unharmed. “Now!”
Bullets came out from one side at the exact same moment that a huge BOOM was heard from four blocks away, or the mayor’s office.
All the cops on that floor were dead. “Well this level and the second level are secure, but still the rest of the force is waiting by the door,” twenty-four explained.
“We’ll all jump out of that window, even number two, and take back allies ‘till we get back to the underground basement,” nineteen said.
So one by one they jumped out of a window they opened and landed in the alley.
“Hop this fence and we’ll have a good get-away,” twenty-four said.
Once everyone was over the fence they ran right for the underground basement and rested so they could face the mayor in the morning.

[hightyto]

i read that chapter.

does anybody have comments on this story so far?

[lockesdestiny]

Author's Note: You're gonna have to imagine this maybe in the future and Kirkson and the cities nearby are VERY RICH cities

Chapter 6

Kirkson had some of the finest doctors in the state, but the mayor had the best medical advantages
At nine o’ clock the mayor came in to the underground basement and the first thing he saw was two’s damaged arm. “Get up all of you!” he yelled.
The secret policeman all got up. Bridges grabbed two and dragged him to the mayor’s office. He called a doctor and told him one of his cousins was badly hurt.
When the doctor came in he said, “Well, what happened here?”
“I’m not sure, he came to me like this, but I’ll pay you triple the bill if you give him the best operation and tell no one,” was what Mayor Bridges told the doctor.
“Well here’s what we’re going to have to do,” the doctor started. But two didn’t hear the rest. He was put to sleep and couldn’t stay awake long enough to hear.
When he awoke the next morning he looked at his arm. It was a robotic arm! “What happened?” he said to himself.
Just then the mayor walked up next to him and explained the situation. “Well, seeing that I have best doctors around I asked that they do anything to make you feel better, but not remove your arm” “Well, they decided that the only way that you could keep your arm was to give you a new arm.” “A robotic one was the best choice.” “Oh and I want you at the basement in five minutes for your debriefing,” the mayor added.
When everyone was settled in their seats the mayor started.
“What were you thinking!” “As soon as I wake up I get a call from the Kirkson Police Captain and you know what he tells me?” “He tells me that the same twenty-four men at the mall were at the museum and they managed to kill thirty-one of Kirkson’s finest.” “I thought I told you not to get involved with them!”
Twenty-four stood up. “Sir, it was my fault,” he admitted, “I told the men to fight.”
“But why?” “You could have gotten killed, I mean you all saw what happened to two!” “If you guys don’t care what happens then why don’t you burn down the town and claim it was Southland!” he yelled.
“Are you serious?” twenty-four asked.
“You might as well!” the mayor said back.
“Hmm…” twenty-four said quietly.
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“Ok, here’s the plan,” twenty-four told the rest of the secret policemen minutes after the mayor left the meeting, “we go to the old part of Kirkson, near Woodruff Falls, and burn buildings, blow up cars, vandalize property, and kill people!”
“Well third times the charm, I’ve heard,” six said.