Chapter One: Sympathy for the Devil
George was nervous. He hated dealing with Americans, hated it. But Mr. Stone's offer was just too good to pass up. The fact that selling these kind of artifacts was both dangerous and illegal. His fingers drummed against the case as he sat in the small inn waiting for his contact.
While yes, George was technically a criminal, he never truly felt like one. The people he dealt with were normally just collectors, trying to understand Earth's past. Understanding these strange artifacts and temples that litters the globe. Yes, these artifacts did attract dangerous creatures and yes, some people have had tried to used some artifacts as weapons in the past but all in all it wasn't any big deal. Mr. Stone however, gave him pause.
"Georgie boy! So glad to see you my man!" shouted Mr. Stone as he bust through the door. God damn has no one ever told him of keeping a low profile, especially when dealing with illegal artifacts? George turned to yell at him but the words died in his throat.
Next to Mr. Stone was the most beautiful women George had ever seen. She wore a high riding black skirt that left just enough to the imagination. Her white, collared top was partially open, tight fitting, clinging to her body, showing off her every curve. Her hair was in a tight bun and her face was framed with a pair of thin glasses. It only made her more beautiful.
And she was all pink. Her eyes, her hair, even her skin was an unearthly hue of Pink. And where her navel should have been, there was a large flawless pink pearl. She stood behind her boss, briefcase in hands.
Mr. Stone lazily pointed to his companion as he took a seat. "My assistant, Pearl. Now, I believe you have something I'm interested in."
George nodded, and pull out his case, putting it on the table. Mr. Stone opened it, pulling out a large golden gauntlet. The gauntlet was adored with four bright jewels, one white, pink, yellow and blue. It was large, too large for any human.
"Pearl, is this what we're looking for?" Pearl nodded. Mr. Stone smiled. "Than pay our man." Pearl put her briefcase on the table and opened it. She pulled out a handgun, armed with a silencer and fired six shots into George's chest.