Chapter 1
The cold butt of the gun rested upon the employee's head. "Give me the money in the register, and two slim Jim's, now!" The cold steel still forced upon the fragile worker, she reached her hand over and opened the register. The criminal smiled in a friendly way. "Very good, now move over, or I won't hesitate to shoot." The man grabbed the cash register clean off the counter and stuffed it in his bag. The rest of the store was empty, closing time was in 3 minutes and this was the only employee left in the store. You could see the fear on her face, but there was a funny look in her eye, a look the criminal knew too well, the look of a plan. He readied his gun; the man knew what the teenager was going to do. The store was silent for a minute. The trembling girl shook, but lifted her foot ever so slightly. She thought that she could out smart him. The girl leaned forward an inch, then two inches. She bolted! He lifted he gun and shot two bullets. The girl had jumped to the ground, but cold hard lead beat her too it. "I hate having to do that, I really do." He looked over. The man was tall, he had a ski mask on, and a voice recorder taped to his mouth, under the mask. He was a skinny man, but not the slightest bit muscular. You don't need to be if you're a criminal.
As the silent man gazed over the counter, he could see the girl with a hole going right through her ear. The other bullet he shot crashed through the hot dog machine which she had taken as cover when she jumped. He crawled over the counter to clean up the mess. No worry's about camera's seeing him either, he had earlier broken them. Robbing a small convenience store such as this one was cake. It's just an easy way for cash. Things don't always go as he plans them to, but it was easy for the most part. "Oh... no." Something happened that he didn't expect. The girl was dead, the deadest you could be, but that's not what bothered him. Her finger was extended and rested upon a red button. This button called the police, and the police were trouble. The sound of their sirens could be heard far off in the distance. He had to leave, but the body was still there. He had to get the bullet out; of he might be caught even if he gets away. The man kneeled and moved the girl out of the way. Lucky for him, the bullet went all the way through her head, but wasn't on the floor. "Where is it!?" He got up and started to search the area, there was a bullet resting behind the magazines, but it had no blood. He found one bullet, but where was the one which had killed her? The sirens were getting louder, and he still hadn't found the bullet. "... I have to get out of here. I have to take my chances."
Without finding it, he bolted for the door. Two police cars could be seen in the distance. He opened the doors and ran for an alley to the left, no use! There were three police men covering it. "Do not run away, we will shoot. Drop your weapon and put your hands behind your head!" He looked to the right, there was a street that went behind the store, he wasn't sure if there were officers their or not. He dropped his pistol to the ground, and put his hands up. "Put your hands behind your head!" One of the officers yelled. He kneeled down, kind of like getting ready for a high jump. He could see one of the cops tighten his grip on the gun, and getting ready to pull the trigger. "Going up?" The man leaped from the ground and latched onto the awning of the convenience store. It was a risky thing to do, but it was this or jail. The worried cop took his shot, but missed. The bullet passed next to the mans head, but hit the brick of the shop. The criminal rolled over so he couldn't be seen and took out another gun he had hidden in his coat. He fired three shots, one hit an officer, one hit the windshield of a car, and one missed. "What am I doing, now there definitely going to kill me... if they catch me?"
He jumped onto the roof of the store and quickly flattened himself onto the cold brick so he wouldn't be shot. He crawled over to check what was happening on the other side, no cops were in sight. Just a barren parking lot with a broken gate and a crashed car. "Perfect, cops really are morons." Without though, he readied himself to jump down, but glanced down at the skylight before he did. "My bag! I have the money and my tools in there!"
He had to go back. The money he worked to get, he didn't even have. This whole robbery would be a waste, and there's nothing more Arled hated more then wasting time. Screams from the cops could be heard. "Arled, we know it's you up there! Now if you come down here and cooperate, we might be able to work something out!" Arled knew it was fake, the cops tricked him into doing that at his first robbery, and of course he was rusty then. Now he's a pro.
Arled shot the skylight and dropped down. The second he hit the ground he was shot in the arm. He grabbed the bag and dived behind a shelf. There was a window behind him leading out into the parking lot, his escape. Aimlessly, he reached his gun out over the shelf and shot two bullets. At the first one, he heard glass crashing, the popcorn machine maybe. But for the second bullet he heard a scream from an unsuspecting cop. "Now for my escape"
He raised his gun to shoot at the window. His finger squeezed the trigger. No shattering glass was heard, and no bullet firing from his gun was heard either. "Dammit, out of ammo!" He reached into his bag and pulled out a clip, but he could hear the sound of two or three cops run into the store. "Your surrounded, there's no escape, please just give up. You're not going to get anywhere." The clip slid into the gun perfectly with a click. As he shot, the glass shattered and a shard stuck into his face. "Ow... oh man...!" He couldn't stop now, he was so close. Nothing could stop him. The blood trickled down his face, but pain couldn't subdue him from succeeding. "The Arled never fails, you can be sure of that" He reassured the cops.
"You can jump out that window, but we'll just shoot you. You think were that stupid!?" Arled leaned back against the shelf and it tipped over. As it did he jumped on top of it. The shelf crushed one of them, and he shot the other two, but there was more then he thought. Too his surprise, only one man shot. He was shot one time in each leg, and fell to the ground.
The chief of the squad stepped forward. "Arled... you have set us back a few days now. Pity. Do you hear me?" Arled sat up against the wall and nodded. "Why don't you just kill me now, I would rather die without notice then have to suffer."
Chief Kaun sat down next to him. Arled searched for his gun, but it wasn't neat him. A cop had picked it up after it fell out of Arled's hands. "Arled, the force's arch enemy for years. We'll I now have you, and I'm going to use you. There has been a war, a biological war, going on for many years but it has been hidden from the rest of the world. It's too much to explain but to make it short; we want you to stop a threat to this planet. All our agents we have sent out have failed, but we haven't ever had someone as talented as you. You can do this." Arled seemed confused; he thought that this request was all a joke. "And what if I say... no?" "Arled, I'm not asking you to help us, I'm telling you. By the way, I'm saving you from going to jail and getting the death sentence so you better thank me.
"You can't force me to do anything! I'm my own man, my own person. I can do what I like!" Kaun seemed amused, "Fine, then go to jail" Arled sighed, "So what exactly am I fighting here?" Kaun handed Arled a card, "Do what this says, if you don't, and run away, we will find you again"
The cold butt of the gun rested upon the employee's head. "Give me the money in the register, and two slim Jim's, now!" The cold steel still forced upon the fragile worker, she reached her hand over and opened the register. The criminal smiled in a friendly way. "Very good, now move over, or I won't hesitate to shoot." The man grabbed the cash register clean off the counter and stuffed it in his bag. The rest of the store was empty, closing time was in 3 minutes and this was the only employee left in the store. You could see the fear on her face, but there was a funny look in her eye, a look the criminal knew too well, the look of a plan. He readied his gun; the man knew what the teenager was going to do. The store was silent for a minute. The trembling girl shook, but lifted her foot ever so slightly. She thought that she could out smart him. The girl leaned forward an inch, then two inches. She bolted! He lifted he gun and shot two bullets. The girl had jumped to the ground, but cold hard lead beat her too it. "I hate having to do that, I really do." He looked over. The man was tall, he had a ski mask on, and a voice recorder taped to his mouth, under the mask. He was a skinny man, but not the slightest bit muscular. You don't need to be if you're a criminal.
As the silent man gazed over the counter, he could see the girl with a hole going right through her ear. The other bullet he shot crashed through the hot dog machine which she had taken as cover when she jumped. He crawled over the counter to clean up the mess. No worry's about camera's seeing him either, he had earlier broken them. Robbing a small convenience store such as this one was cake. It's just an easy way for cash. Things don't always go as he plans them to, but it was easy for the most part. "Oh... no." Something happened that he didn't expect. The girl was dead, the deadest you could be, but that's not what bothered him. Her finger was extended and rested upon a red button. This button called the police, and the police were trouble. The sound of their sirens could be heard far off in the distance. He had to leave, but the body was still there. He had to get the bullet out; of he might be caught even if he gets away. The man kneeled and moved the girl out of the way. Lucky for him, the bullet went all the way through her head, but wasn't on the floor. "Where is it!?" He got up and started to search the area, there was a bullet resting behind the magazines, but it had no blood. He found one bullet, but where was the one which had killed her? The sirens were getting louder, and he still hadn't found the bullet. "... I have to get out of here. I have to take my chances."
Without finding it, he bolted for the door. Two police cars could be seen in the distance. He opened the doors and ran for an alley to the left, no use! There were three police men covering it. "Do not run away, we will shoot. Drop your weapon and put your hands behind your head!" He looked to the right, there was a street that went behind the store, he wasn't sure if there were officers their or not. He dropped his pistol to the ground, and put his hands up. "Put your hands behind your head!" One of the officers yelled. He kneeled down, kind of like getting ready for a high jump. He could see one of the cops tighten his grip on the gun, and getting ready to pull the trigger. "Going up?" The man leaped from the ground and latched onto the awning of the convenience store. It was a risky thing to do, but it was this or jail. The worried cop took his shot, but missed. The bullet passed next to the mans head, but hit the brick of the shop. The criminal rolled over so he couldn't be seen and took out another gun he had hidden in his coat. He fired three shots, one hit an officer, one hit the windshield of a car, and one missed. "What am I doing, now there definitely going to kill me... if they catch me?"
He jumped onto the roof of the store and quickly flattened himself onto the cold brick so he wouldn't be shot. He crawled over to check what was happening on the other side, no cops were in sight. Just a barren parking lot with a broken gate and a crashed car. "Perfect, cops really are morons." Without though, he readied himself to jump down, but glanced down at the skylight before he did. "My bag! I have the money and my tools in there!"
He had to go back. The money he worked to get, he didn't even have. This whole robbery would be a waste, and there's nothing more Arled hated more then wasting time. Screams from the cops could be heard. "Arled, we know it's you up there! Now if you come down here and cooperate, we might be able to work something out!" Arled knew it was fake, the cops tricked him into doing that at his first robbery, and of course he was rusty then. Now he's a pro.
Arled shot the skylight and dropped down. The second he hit the ground he was shot in the arm. He grabbed the bag and dived behind a shelf. There was a window behind him leading out into the parking lot, his escape. Aimlessly, he reached his gun out over the shelf and shot two bullets. At the first one, he heard glass crashing, the popcorn machine maybe. But for the second bullet he heard a scream from an unsuspecting cop. "Now for my escape"
He raised his gun to shoot at the window. His finger squeezed the trigger. No shattering glass was heard, and no bullet firing from his gun was heard either. "Dammit, out of ammo!" He reached into his bag and pulled out a clip, but he could hear the sound of two or three cops run into the store. "Your surrounded, there's no escape, please just give up. You're not going to get anywhere." The clip slid into the gun perfectly with a click. As he shot, the glass shattered and a shard stuck into his face. "Ow... oh man...!" He couldn't stop now, he was so close. Nothing could stop him. The blood trickled down his face, but pain couldn't subdue him from succeeding. "The Arled never fails, you can be sure of that" He reassured the cops.
"You can jump out that window, but we'll just shoot you. You think were that stupid!?" Arled leaned back against the shelf and it tipped over. As it did he jumped on top of it. The shelf crushed one of them, and he shot the other two, but there was more then he thought. Too his surprise, only one man shot. He was shot one time in each leg, and fell to the ground.
The chief of the squad stepped forward. "Arled... you have set us back a few days now. Pity. Do you hear me?" Arled sat up against the wall and nodded. "Why don't you just kill me now, I would rather die without notice then have to suffer."
Chief Kaun sat down next to him. Arled searched for his gun, but it wasn't neat him. A cop had picked it up after it fell out of Arled's hands. "Arled, the force's arch enemy for years. We'll I now have you, and I'm going to use you. There has been a war, a biological war, going on for many years but it has been hidden from the rest of the world. It's too much to explain but to make it short; we want you to stop a threat to this planet. All our agents we have sent out have failed, but we haven't ever had someone as talented as you. You can do this." Arled seemed confused; he thought that this request was all a joke. "And what if I say... no?" "Arled, I'm not asking you to help us, I'm telling you. By the way, I'm saving you from going to jail and getting the death sentence so you better thank me.
"You can't force me to do anything! I'm my own man, my own person. I can do what I like!" Kaun seemed amused, "Fine, then go to jail" Arled sighed, "So what exactly am I fighting here?" Kaun handed Arled a card, "Do what this says, if you don't, and run away, we will find you again"