So, I wrote this for a reader and I'd like to reedit my first chapter to this story. This originally wasn't going to be in the story until later, but it's actually going to help Me out. Be patient. I'd like to write a babysitting story because I doubt I can make gross enough zombies.
Beneficial Assassins
Flashback:
August 12th, 2015 was the worst day of Eddward Marion Vincent's life. Ed was overseas on a heavy-lifting job with Johnny and Kevin who was a master at breaking and entering was assigned to assist Edd and Eddy. The three were drenched from the downpour that heavily drained from the dark clouds outside.
Dripping wet, Eddy and his two comrades crawled through the large vent that was fifteen stories off of the ground. Kevin was happily entertaining Edd with a few jokes. The two had grown close within just a short period of time and currently had a relationship of amigy, something the redhead naturally took to pride.
Kevin and Double D were laughing softly causing Eddy to growl in annoyance.
"Can you two stop flirting? We're almost there," Eddy whispered with a sharp hiss, simultaneously crawling towards the screen that was only meters away.
Double D complied, clueless that his companion had technically been flirting with him and Kevin's pinkened cheeks turned red, embarrassed at what Eddy had said. Kevin moved his eyes which had been fixated on Edd's to Eddy. The bright light that reflected on the metal came into view in the process. He focused his eyes on the back of Eddy's dark brown hair and glared. He then began to recover from his blush.
Eddy reached the screen of the vent and without thinking removed the screen. He slid the screen behind him after removing it and readied himself to drop by dropping his legs through the square opening. He prepared himself for his landing and dropped about eight foot down.
6:23 p.m.
He landed in a crouched position and slowly stood then stepped away from where he had stood to allow his comrades room for their entry. His eyes stopped on a holding cell that exhibited two people. Eddy froze in place, a little over two feet away from where he'd entered the area. The smoky eyed male failed to notice the three man who sat at a desk in the room.
6:23 p.m.
Double D looked downed dreadfully, he was hesitant to go through Eddy's improvised entryway. He was terrified of heights. Kevin noticed this and devised a plan.
"Swing your legs over and I'll grab your hands and lower you to the floor," Kevin said with a comforting hand on Double D's shoulder.
Double D nodded and changed into a sitting position and slid closer to the point of entry. Kevin switched his hands to cupping Double D's arms, this let the sagacious ravenette know he was safe.
Kevin removed his calloused hands from his crush's upper arms and gently grabbed his wrists. Double D took an intake of breath and slid down through the open space while Kevin's grip tightened and he lowered him down. The hand-to-hand contact brought the taller male to realise how enjoyable the softness of Edd's creamy flesh was. His cheeks began to glow pink as he continued lowering Double D through the opening.
About five inches above the speckled white tiles that were only a couple feet from the wall, the indigo irised male qued Ranger K to let him drop as he dangled. Cool water dripping from Edd settled on the floor around his feet. The redhead who was in uniform obliged and Double D dropped in a straight position. The black fedora atop his head moved slightly and before walking away from where he stood he fixed it.
He scanned the area, stopping to see Eddy's grey eyes were filled with a mixture of shock and fear. Curiously, Double D followed his gaze.
6:27 p.m.
Ranger K kept his eyes on Double D and after seeing that he'd landed safely dropped into the white, brightly lit room. It was a spacious area created from concrete blocks. His black boots clicked against the floor when he landed at last. The brunette seated at the desk's neck snapped to his direction and he glared.
'Shit,' Ranger K thought and inwardly face-palmed, 'Way to go, dude," he told himself.
The man swiftly grabbed the walkie-talkie on his desk and began to give orders to the person on the other end.
It was then that Eddy's hand instinctively fell on his gold-plated gun and he shot the man in the back of the head. Finally, he turned to his best friend,
"Hey, Edd, aren't those your parents?" Eddy asked, voice faintly laced with horror.
Double D nodded, shaking. Those were his parents. He was beyond shocked, he couldn't speak, though he tried. Kevin gasped and slowly approached him as he rushed thought over thought, having no idea what to do. His indigo eyes glazed over with moisture.
The man in the chair had washed out medium-brown hair and bright sapphire blue eyes. His face which was swelled and had been badly beaten was caked in sweat that was dripping down his face relentlessly. Charles D. Vincent was breathing heavily beneath the binding covering his mouth while he was fighting in desperation to escape. Obviously, to no avail.
Marionette I. Vincent's head drooped towards her lap, the long black locks shielding her face were grimy and blood was dripping from them and onto her full, pallid legs. Her complexion was a bright white, almost pasty, but whiter than ivory.
The crimson fluid dripped down her legs and pooled around her feet. Both Mr. and Mrs. Vincent were still in their uniforms, a long white coat.
Behind Mrs. Vincent was a man, shorter than Double D, but taller than Eddy, with a bland black face mask on. He was handling a bloody scalpel as he order Double D's father to quiet down.
Deep red blood seemed to be draining from Marionette's neck, and was covering her cleavage above her cotton black dress that was exposed due thanks to her unbuttoned, now stained, white coat.
The whole time, she had been in great distress, soft whined moans escaping from her covered lips. Little did either of the three who were outside of the cell know, but while they were out in the rain, joyfully enjoying their day, the man in the mask had given Charles one last chance.
Mrs. and Mr. Vincent were captured and had been captives for almost a month by this point in time and had been interrogated hourly by various men. One had just so happened to think the woman didn't have the answers he was looking for and decided to use her out of anger to get him talking.
Charles eyes sharply plead with his son. Tears spilled from Double D's eyes, he quickly reached out and snatched the handgun from Kevin's belt and held it forward.
"LET THEM GO OR I'LL SHOOT!" his voice blared loudly, he sounded dead serious. The dark haired male was completely livid.
"It's bulletproof glass, calm down," the strongly British accent vented into the suggested casually.
Double D moved stopped biting his lower lip and grit his teeth. He aimed the gun at the masked man and fired two shots, barely cracking the thick glass. The man glared behind his glasses and stabbed with intense pressure into his mother's shoulder.
"No!" Double D cried out.
"Fuck!" Eddy who had turned away from the scene, mournfully looked towards Kevin and saw that he was only looking at Double D, crying for him.
Marionette threw her head back leading her ebony tresses to slide from her face, her multi-colored, dark green eyes squinted in pain.
"Hold your fire, I am the only one with the code."
Eddy raised a brow as he listened to what the man was saying.
'Code?' Ranger K questioned mentally.
"The gas will be administered within ten minutes time." he said uncaringly and like it was a total bother.
The small screened covered door that from the inside was covered in white wooden blinds was to the right of the holding cell. It opened and a man in a tailored grey suit stepped out. His eyes were a grey blue and his hair was a finely combed light brown.
6:34 p.m.
Double D glared at the man who now stood in front of him, refusing to lower the borrowed weapon. The taller man smirked, knowing he had the upper hand. Also, he figured the appealing male in front of him wouldn't shoot.
"I thought you boys were cops," he said, an amused tone framing his words.
The intellectual seethed through his teeth, shaking in a rage.
"Who the fuck are you!?" Kevin spat in disgust, green eyes never leaving Double D. He took a step closer to the smartest Ed.
"Clyde Caldwell," he said after he turned to face the redhead, "Hmm. Dressed in red and a...Zoro mask.. Was clueless today was Halloween, thanks, kid." he mocked.
"Why are you doing this?" Double D questioned in a tone that demanded he answer.
Clyde sighed halfheartedly and brought his eyes to the ceiling in irritation,
"Ah, yes, an explanation. Of course you'd ask for one. I assume those people are close to you," he tilted his neck to the side, "am I right?"
He lifted his left arm into the air and snapped his fingers. The man in the cell could be seen removing his gloves and placing them on the metal rolling table. Kevin watched him intently, ready to attack.
"I would like an explanation, actually, they're my parents," Double D replied peevishly.
Kevin rushed forward in a spring, surprising everyone as the man behind them opened the heavy metal door. The man wearing a black trashbag slithered out and the door shut too quickly for Ranger K to grab it. Kevin was livid, he swung back and roughly beat him in the face.
The shorter man pulled out his tazor and tazed him in the neck. Kevin's knees buckled and he, though he kept being tazed, he stepped back, away from the device's connection with his flesh and tried to reobtain his composure.
"Oh, Chancy, just get over here," Clyde complained.
The man strolled over, his black leather squeaked with each step. He stopped a few inches behind Clyde and stood there, face covered in bulging black goggles.
Double D lowered the weapon, deciding to take the hospitable approach to solving this matter, "Listen, Mr. Caldwell," he forced his indigo eyes which were smoldering with hostility to meet his low-ranking blue ones, honeying his voice as he did so, "What must I do to get this to stop. I can get you money," he implored, feeling like he was committing self-dishonor.
"No. I do not want your money. They will die, I've grown tired of interrogating them." he stated dryly.
Double D lost it. He shot the balding man right in the eye, through the goggle and turned the gun on Clyde.
Chancy fell back, head hit the floor and his wound began painting the white tile with garnet fluids.
Clyde bit his tongue, no longer feeling as confidence wavering, "Shit, he was my best assistant," his British accent carried on the i in shit. Light tapping sounds could be heard from two areas of the room, Clyde turned his head to see Eddy trying to break into his office, "Oh, would you stop? Its not like I'm going to give you the password," he turned his neck to his left, the intellectual watched his moves, "And you, you cannot pick that lock, a key is necessary, give up!"
Then, on the word 'key' it dawned on him, an idea quickly flowered and without a second thought he put the gun to the outside of Clyde's heart and pulled the trigger. When he fell, the ravenette straddled him and started checking his pockets for a key to the cell his parents were confined in. Clyde screeched in pain and Edd slapped him for it.
Dark tan gas began spraying into the enclosed vicinity. Mr. Vincent's rash movements only rattled the chains. Mrs. Vincent's head was drooped to her left, she was huffing and puffing as her eyelids grew heavy. She struggled to keep her eyes open while Eddy and Kevin slammed into the cracked glass over and over.
Edd quickly judged the key he'd seized from Clyde as a door key and not a lock key and started searching Chancy. Tears flowed from his eyes, blurring his vision as he searched. Edd found no key on Chancy and hurriedly sprang to his feet.
"Got it!" Double D rushed over to Clyde's office with the key in between his two fingers and his thumb.
Kevin and Eddy had expected him to have found the key necessary for the cell, blinked in confusion. They soon figured out that that key was in his office.
Ranger K could could barely make out either Charles nor Marionette anymore, the poison was blinding his view of either of them. He hit the screen harder, face red from anger. A smidge of joy entered his light green eyes when he heard a door open.
A glimpse of Edd was caught rushed into the office, a large smile shot across Kevin's face. It was uncontrollable. Edd ran back out, dutifully, a very different key and a key to unlock the chains from the one clenched in his hand.
Kevin took that as a hint to stop slamming into the glass and strolled over to the door, prepared to assist his best friend.
"Get a room ready for two citizens, I repeat get a room ready now!" Eddy yelled into his cell, a crucial tone seasoned his words.
Double D unlocked the door and pushed it open as hard as he could, he held his breath and rushed over to his father. He began fumbling with the chains, deliberately searching for the lock.
Kevin took in a breath before he hurried into the screened confines, he ran over to Double D's mother and began shaking her. He had intended to wake her. Heat had left her body, she was limp and lifeless.
'God no.' Kevin thought. He checked for a pulse and as he feared, he got none. His eyes were beginning to burn, he'd have to have those checked out. Tightly, he squinted them shut and pressed two fingers to her neck, he got nothing.
He couldn't see anything, though the gas was clearing, filtering out of the room.
Kevin could no longer hold his breath, he practically jumped to the ravenette and took his arm as he flew by, he'd drag him out if he had to. Extra weight came with the dark tressed male, he holding his father's shirt in his hand as he followed his companion out the door. He had found the lock to the chains in the back of the chair and had swiftly unlocked him.
"We need rescue immediately!" Eddy who was by the window ordered into the phone.
The smoky eyed brunette had managed to open three windows to filter out air. The light was gone and the storm was lightening up.
Kevin shut the door to the cell, apologetically. He felt sorry he had left Mrs. Vincent in there even though she was dead and there was nothing he could do for a deceased person, but he could still aid himself and the rest of the living.
Edd was atop his father, doing chest compressions. Tears dripped from his stinging orbs and soaked into Charles' shirt. His father's skin still bore some warmth though it was tepid. Kevin knelt down and picked up the key the ravenette had dropped. Shaking his head, he opened the door he'd left unlocked and went back inside.
Kevin came back out, carrying Marionette over his shoulder. He lowered her back to the floor and copied Double D. Suddenly, he backed up and stood, she'd deficated her bowels. Kevin declared her dead on the spot at 6:53 p.m. Kevin shut her green eyes which still possessed a dark grey essence. She had fought against the miasma and had unfortunately lost the battle.
Edd cried gave a cry of agony, refusing to give up. Kevin, who was on his knees, crawled towards him and put a comforting hand on his right shoulder.
"We're.. Going to need a body bag," Eddy softly informed, sorrowfully.
"Edd, Edd... Just stop," he murmured dourly.
Double D's hands shook as he lifted them away from his father's chest. There was a tinge of permanate scarring in his eyes, accompanied with a dead look. The bright shine that his beautifully indigo orbs once had displayed was gone. He forced his stiff gaze to Kevin, his mouth hung open. He was experiencing merciless agony.
Edd cried harder which caused Kevin to become emotional. He circled his arms around Edd and pulled him closer and into his chest before hoisting him from the floor and cradled him into his lap. He tried to be strong for Double D, but he couldn't control himself.
Ranger K buried his face into the crook of the frailer boy's neck and cried as Edd spilled his heart out to the perfectly muscled redhead by use of multitude of emotions.
"Make that two," a couple of tears were released from Eddy's eyes in the process of him saying this, and cascaded to the floor. A frown was cutting into his face.
So, ended with Eddy. Adds a dramatic/artistically dark tough. This story will consist of Jim being created, an accidental Plank who was friends with Johnny because he wanted a true friend, ghost busting, animal testing resque. Edd winning awards, fluff like Kevin's appearance at things Edd likes to do and occasionally bringing him lunch. -.- and probably lots more! Stay tuned!
