Executor Stolen!
It had been a few years since Elizabeth had found Executor and started a partnership with him. However, that was about to change when an evil owner, of a larger and more gruesome junkyard on the opposite side of the city wanted him. His name was William and he offered to buy Executor from Elizabeth a week ago, which of course was denied. William though, wasn't one to quit though and he was going to get that magnet no matter what it took.
After Elizabeth went to bed, William snuck in with a mobile tower crane. He and his minions that worked with him then unhooked Executor from his hooks, switching him to the mobile crane. They then left with him before Elizabeth could wake up.
Elizabeth got early as she usually did to say good morning to her magnet partner. When she got there though, he was missing.
"Executor?" she called out "Where are you?"
She then saw he was unhooked and there were abnormally large tire tracks near his crane spot. He had been stolen and she had to get him back. The one question was, where was he taken?
Back with Executor, who started waking up to realize he was in a strange place. It looked like the former junkyard he worked in, but bigger and less appealing to be in.
"Where am I?" he spoke up, really concerned, looking around "Elizabeth? Anyone there?"
Just then he heard something move, something rather large. He then saw that it was a mobile tower crane and it was carrying a pinkish red gripping claw that was around his size. When it got close it opened its feminine, pearl blue eyes and it spoke in a voice that was quiet, yet strong too.
"I'm the only one alive here, but I wish I could say the same for my previous owner…." She spoke up sounding sad
Executor wondered how she was able to speak when he didn't see a mouth nor a translator anywhere, but he wasn't going to ask about that now.
"What is this place?" he asked
"This is William Tell Junkyard, based off the owners name mixed with a fairytale, but working here, is no fairytale." The claw answered
"I can understand, I used to do this job, but I need to find a way back to my mistress, Elizabeth." Executor responded "She'll be worried to find me gone."
"I wish we both could escape, but it's too big and the owners would notice…..I'm too scared to run…I don't want to die because of it…." She responded, about to cry
Executor went up and nuzzled her to comfort her "We'll find a way, it's always possible miss…."
"My old owner's three year old daughter called me Sweetie, so that's the name I stuck with." Sweetie told him, nuzzling back, but it was harder for her to do so
"I'm called Executor and don't worry, sweetie, we'll make it through." He told her
Will Elizabeth get Executor back and will she take Sweetie with? Will William find out and keep the two giant machines to do their jobs that they hate so much?
To be continued…..