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There he sat at a chess table in the middle of the graveyard. He was 6’ 2”, wore a long black coat that glistened in the moonlight, and a red bandanna around his neck. He also had a scar that reached from his forehead to his cheek that ran over his eye. The scar was on the left side of his face. His name was Johnny.
It seemed he was waiting for someone but couldn’t make up his mind whether to stay a little longer or just leave. Then there in the distance a man that was about the same height. He was dressed exactly opposite. He had a blue bandanna, and had on a red coat that also glistened in the moonlight. The man also had a scar but it was on the opposite side of his face. This one’s name was Michael. As the one wearing the blue bandanna approached the chess table the other one pulled a gun on him.
Johnny: I was beginning to think you weren’t going to make it my old friend. (Puts away gun)It is getting very late and I don’t like being here so late. It brings back too many painful memories.
Michael: I know what you mean. I have some bad news about the Golden Sparrow.
Johnny: (Yells) well what it is, spit it out. You know how I get when it comes down to business… sorry I lost my cool there. Go on.
Michael: Yes, Yes, Yes don’t worry I’ll tell you everything, but first let’s go somewhere private. Shall we?
Johnny: All right but I must ask. Did anyone follow you here?
Michael: No… I don’t think so.
As the two men finished their conversation a bullet whizzed past them forcing them to drop to the ground. Then about fifteen men dressed in black shirts and black pants ran into the graveyard with mini-Uzis. They each had two so that was about 30 guns against two men.
Johnny: Damn! I thought you said no one followed you here?
Michael: I said I don’t think anyone did.
Johnny: They must be from HIM!
Michael: Damn! (Pulls out an automatic machine-gun) You might be right.
Johnny: Come on we’ve got to get out of here. I’ll hold them off you just find a way out of here!
Michael: Okay but take my automatic. (Hands over the gun and looks for a way out)
The entire group of soldiers advance on their positions, as the two men looked for a way out. After emptying five clips from the machine-gun, Johnny only manages to take out ten of them.
Michael: I’d say you did one hell of a job. You should join their team as a mercenary. (Cracks a sly grin)
Johnny: Maybe (Smirks) but it’s not over yet. (Yells) Did you find that way out yet?
Michael: Yes now come on!!!
Once away from the massive graveyard the two men embark on a journey to the streets of town to a place they like to call the Purple Panther.
Bartender: What’ll you two gentlemen have tonight?
Johnny: I think I’ll have a martini. How ‘bout you Michael?
Michael: I’ll have the same.
Bartender: All right that’s two martinis coming right up.
Johnny: Did you get a glance at the man that was behind one of the soldiers?
Michael: As a matter of fact I did. Wow it really has been a while since we last saw old Antipov hasn’t it?
Johnny: My thoughts exactly.
Michael: He’s really gotten a lot older since we last saw him. And he’s grown a beard too!
Johnny: I guess he’s trying to hide his true identity.
Michael: Shall we do a little spy work to find out?
Johnny: I think we should. (Smiles at the thought while waiting for his drink)
As the two men receive their drinks a man about two inches shorter than them drops off a package for them. The two men gave each other bewildered looks. Then Johnny puts his ear to the box and… (Tick, tock, tick, tock.)
Johnny: Holy! Get out of here NOW!
Michael: What?
Johnny: (running while yelling back and pulling Michael) it’s a bomb!!!
(BOOOOOOM)
The two men are thrown forward and they land head first into the river that surrounds the night club. The two men survey the wreckage of the club. At the same time Antipov’s armed forces arrived. Johnny and Michael are then forced to hide under the water, luckily for them they wear a special suit under their clothes that the Golden Sparrow designed for them. It is a skin tight, black armor that can withstand a barrage of bullets from ten feet away. It has the capability to let its user blend into the surroundings like a chameleon if they are not wearing any other clothes over it. The suit also protects them from extreme cold and has a utility belt with various gadgets.
So Johnny and Michael swim for about five hours underwater while using re-breathers that allow them to break down the water into molecules and use the oxygen for air. After coming up in a safe place (Under the boardwalk) they contacted the Golden Sparrow, alerting them of Antipov’s presence. This put the Golden Sparrow on full alert. Johnny then turns to Michael and asks…
Johnny: Ok! What was it that you were going to say in the graveyard that was so important?
Michael: Oh yeah. Listen there was a leak of information at headquarters. It was Donald! He was working for HIM.
Johnny: Well, well, well… that wasn’t surprising. I knew he was suspicious looking. (Frowns)
Michael: He also shot Katy.
Johnny: Please tell me you are joking!
Michael: I’m afraid not.
Johnny: (Breaks down crying) Why? Why her?
Michael: She tried to stop him… and it went wrong.
Johnny: I’m gonna kill him if it’s the last thing I do. I will kill him. AHHHH!
I’m so furious.
Michael: All right we’ll get him when we get done with our mission first. We have to finish it first because we have no idea what Antipov is up to now.
Johnny: You’re right. The last time he was gathering highly intelligent people the world was almost returned to the middle-ages. The last thing we need is another Hitler. We’ll have to stop his foolish acts before he commences his project. By the way what’s it called?
Michael: It’s called project Satan. It is said to bring about the end of modern civilization as we know it.
Johnny: I’ve got a bad feeling about this. Anyway we better scope it out just to be safe. Let’s go! (Runs off into the night)
As the two friends go off on their mission a group of world masterminds are meeting in Hong Kong, Their plan for total world domination. What will lay for them when they meet at the headquarters for the organization now know as the “D.E.V.I.L.”?
Johnny: So this is the place, right? It sure looks old and abandoned.
Michael: Yes, my radar says there is a lot of human activity about 200 feet below the surface. It looks like we’ll have to infiltrate the east wing then search and destroy.
Johnny: I’m going to love this. Well, what are we waiting for, let’s go cause some havoc.
Michael: All right but first… we should take care of a few perimeter guards, shouldn’t we?
Johnny: You’re right (Takes out and puts together winter covert sniper) I’ll do the honors.
Michael: Ok but save one for me I want to knock one out by hand if you don’t mind?
Johnny: Ok, well if you insist. I must warn you that I never show mercy… you should know that by now.
Michael: Well how about we take them out with just our hands.
Johnny and Michael then charge the bunch of guards that were standing at the east door. Johnny then takes a guards leg and twists it into a 360 degree angle, leaving the guard moaning in pain. Then Johnny punches him so hard that he goes sliding twenty-five feet away. On the other hand Michael was bombarded by three guards. Johnny then came and kicked two of the guards in their stomach. Then they stormed into the building.
Johnny: (Whisper) Where are we?
Michael: I think we’re in the sub levels of the building. We better be on the lookout for guards. After all we are getting closer to the heart of the base.
Johnny: Yes well we should be a little more careful of where we turn.
Michael: I think we should take out our guns, just in case.
So Johnny and Michael both pull out a specially designed gun called the cobra.
It can shoot a bullet as far as thirty feet. Another capability is that it has three different functions. The first is a normal gun, and then it can be used as radar to pick up any conversations that are in the radius of twenty-five feet, the last function of the gun is that it can be set to self-destruct leaving no trace of a person being in the vicinity.
Johnny: I haven’t actually gotten a chance to try out this gun so I’m taking the first kill.
Michael: Fine by me. (Yawns)
As they are walking a guard emerges from a door fifteen feet in front of them.
Guard: Hey you two stop! What are you doing down here this is not authorized to civilians.
Johnny: (Raises his gun to the guard’s nose) we’re not civilians (Blows guards brains out)
Michael: Did you really need to make such a mess?
Johnny: Well it’s my first headshot. (Grins)
Michael: Let’s just get this thing over with.
Johnny: I think the entrance to the main room is up ahead.
Johnny and Michael run as fast as they can to the exit because apparently Johnny forgot to put on the silencer for the gun and made such a noise that every guard that was in the area was rushing to that point. As Johnny neared the door he noticed that there were no guards near the door. So as he opened it a bullet flew at him and nailed him in the right shoulder. Michael seeing what just happened shot three rounds off in the direction of the first bullet. Two bullets hit a wall but the third bullet hit its intended target in the forehead.
Michael: You should be more careful, you nearly got yourself killed.
Johnny: Yeah, Yeah, just watch my back while I scope out this place. Ok!
Michael: Ok. Make it quick. After those guards find the body they’re going to put this whole place on lockdown. So make it snappy. I’ll watch the door.
Johnny, now knowing that his time was limited searched through everything frantically. Finally after going through everything he found a small safe that was hidden in the back of the room. So he went to work trying to crack the safe. Inside he found a folder marked project Satan.
Johnny: I got it!
Michael: Good now let’s go.
Johnny: Hold on I’m going to set this room on fire
Michael: Well hurry up
Johnny: (Sets down a grenade) let’s go. Run!
As they run about thirty feet away Johnny shoots two rounds at the grenade casing it to explode. Just their luck three guards had run to the room and we caught in the explosion
Michael: That’s what I call “Ending it with a BANG!”
Johnny: You said it.
So the two agents ran out of the building while dropping a couple more grenades along the way. They also dropped three C-4s while running.
Johnny: I think that’s enough fire power to make sure that this place is whipped off the map. (Grins slightly while holding a detonator)
Michael: Yes I agree. Now push the button and let’s get out of here.
So Johnny pushes the button and the building explodes and sinks underground.
Then they hop into a ford mustang and jet off with their V-12 engine roaring. While driving Michael sees a Black Cadillac drive up behind them. For a while he suspected nothing, but when the driver sped up and pulled alongside the mustang Johnny reached for the .96 caliber pistol in his side pocket. Before he could shoot the driver’s window the Cadillac rammed in to the driver’s side of the agents car. Johnny, being the one next to the door that was hit, gained a concussion. The car started swerving then Michael grabbed the wheel and braked hard, moved in back of the Cadillac, and accelerated into the back of the Cadillac. By this time Johnny regained conciseness and was shooting the rear window of the enemy car. The Cadillac then pulled up a bullet proof rear window.
Johnny was now getting mad.
Johnny: I’m done playing games. (Pulls out a scorpion, a rocket launcher, and points it at the car.) Michael, take the wheel.
Michael: What are you doing?
Johnny: Pay back for denting my car!
Johnny hit the brakes and fired the scorpion. The Cadillac went up in smoke. Johnny pressed the gas and drove back to the headquarters. The golden Sparrow’s commander, Ronald, started yelling at Johnny and Mike.
Ronald: What the hell were you thinking about? Blowing up a random building.
I should just de-commission you two.
Johnny: God it was run by terrorist what else was I supposed to do?
Mike: I had to do something. After all we needed a distraction.
Johnny: We have another job to do.
Ronald: Then get to it.
Johnny and Michael went off to prepare for their next sortie. They were sent to the Himalayas to perform a reconnaissance mission on the Black Dragons, the only known terrorist organization to have legal ties with the government. This was to be a tricky operation for them due to the fact that the undercover HQ was set in international waters. Cruising in at about 100 knots were Johnny and Michael on an osprey, which was a miniature boat/submarine. They landed a little off the coast of Sokrovenno, Russia. After hiding the osprey in the underbrush they unloaded two crates. Inside each crate were various assortments of equipment for Johnny and Michael. In Michael’s crate there was a sack containing two medical kits and a few assortment of grenades. Then in a long, sleek, silver, case there was a 2000 British army action semi automatic rifle with rapid fire. There was also a .22 colt pistol. In Johnny’s crate there was the same sack. He on the other hand had a patriot. This was a small machine gun whose ammunition barrels made a ∞. He also received a MK22 standard edition.
After gearing up Johnny and Michael set off through the thick jungles of Russia. About ten miles of walking they came across some unusual looking soldiers who looked neither Russian trained nor part of the Black Dragons. Johnny dropped to one knee and radioed Ronald via burst encryption message.
Ronald: What’s happened?
Johnny: We need readouts about these unseen soldiers.
Ronald: Apparently they are an organization that was created between the merge of the Russians and the Black Dragons.
Johnny: Well that is quite a predicament now isn’t it? Ok Jonathan out.
Johnny and Michael then resumed their journey through the jungle. One of the soldiers spotted them but before they could call for help Johnny pistol whipped him in the back of his head. This caused him to topple over into a pile of leaves, this softened his fall. Shooting him in the leg with a tranquilizer Johnny then proceeded to cover him up when two more soldiers rushed over. This was turning out to be a great challenge. Michael didn’t hesitate. Whipping his semi automatic around, he knocked out one of the soldiers and then pulled out his knife and slit the others’ throat.
Johnny: Damn we can’t keep killing everyone Michael.
Michael: What did you expect me to do? Well maybe next time I should just let him shoot your sorry self.
Johnny: That’s not what I meant. What I meant to say was that we could jeopardize the United States. If Russia found out about the United States being involved in internal affairs then they would launch a nuclear strike against them. That would cause a great deal of damage.
Michael: …I’m sorry.
Johnny: Never mind that.
To be continued
- by Vladimir of the Dark |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 10/21/2009 |
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- Title: A War of their own
- Artist: Vladimir of the Dark
- Description: war times and espionage
- Date: 10/21/2009
- Tags: awaroftheirown
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