Chapter 7: Another assault

Inside the casino, two large bulky men were sitting in a table and playing cards with three others. They were both wearing mobster suits with hats. One had a brown and the other had a blue. The mob with the blue suit had dark hair and a rugged mustache. The mob with the brown suit had no beard or no visible hair (maybe he is bald or the hair he has is hidden under his hat). They both had dark eyes.

Cottontail Smith and Nasty Canasta has known each other most of their lives, they grow up as outlaws in Texas where they quickly grow up a reputation. Not many police officers dared to go after them and the ones were barely lucky. They have been accused for many things in their criminal career including poaching, smuggling, bank robbing and prison breaks. One of the days they heard about this Acme City who had turned in to a city of crime. They saw this as an excellent opportunity move up in the world. Then they travelled two the city where they quickly became second in commands and musclemen for the feared gang leader, Yosemite Sam.

"Forget it. I'm out." One of the three players said as he dropped his card and leaved the table.

"So Canasta. What do you have?" Another one of the players asked the mob with the mustache.

"Full house." Answered the big mob who apparently was Canasta and then showed his cards.

"Oh crap. Well that beats mine." The player then said. Then he dropped his card and laved the table.

"Me to." The last player said as he did the same.

"Well Cottontail. Seems it's just you and me now." Said Canasta with a smile to the big mob next to him.

"It's Smith." Said the big mob with raised voice who apparently was Cottontail.

"Whatever. Wanna show me your cards?" Canasta said with a satisfied smile.

"Keep smiling while you still can." Smith said with an evil smile, which made Canasta look more serious.

As Smith was about to show his card, one of the mobs walked to them.

"Smith, Canasta." The mob said.

"WHAT IS IT?" They yelled unison

"You should come down to the basement now. The cargo that arrived at the docs today should be here any minute."

The two big mobs sighed annoyed in unison as they got up from their chairs.

"We'll go back right after." Smith said while pointing at Canasta and leaving his cards at the table with the picture side down.

Canasta and Smith walked down the basement with three other mobs.

It was here they kept many of the weapons their boss bye from this mysterious seller. Some of the weapons were kept in here while other are being transported to another one of their stores hidden in the city.

They waited at a table next to the door that goes the little parking place behind the casino, expecting that the truck with the cargo of weapons, but after some minutes their patience ran off.

"What the hell is taking them so long?" Said Smith.

Then suddenly the light turned off.

"Ah come on. You, check the breaker." Canasta said as he pointed at one of the mobs.

The mob then leaved the table and go to another part of the room where the power source was. When he arrived, he took a little torch from his pocket and turned it on. He opened the lip and saw that most of the cords removed and damaged. It looked like someone had pulled them out by force.

"What the hell." The mob said.

He put the little torch at his mouth so his hands were free, as he tried to put the cord back on their places he field someone forcing his head against the wall, a few seconds later he was lying on the ground unconscious. Smith, Canasta and the other mobs heard the impact. Smith and Canasta looked suspicious around the room.

"What was th…" One of the mobs said before he got a silent hush from Canasta, who afterwards looked at Smith. Smith nodded to him, and he nodded back. The two second in commands signaled to the reaming mobs to investigate the room. The mobs then took some riffles. From the store aside the table and loaded then. Smith and Canasta took their guns from their jackets and loaded them as well.

The mobs spreads out to look in any corner at the room, but Smith and Canasta stuck together. One of the two mobs checked another part of the store where he field someone grapping him and he screamed in fear, then it was silence. The other mobs heard the scream and ran to the location. It was hard to see in the darkness but he looked around as well as he could. He didn't see anyone. Then he heard strange weak bibbing sound underneath him. He looked down and saw that the sound came from at little device on the floor.

"What the bloody hell is…" The mob said before the device made an explosion that knocked him out.

Smith and Canasta ran to the O.K'ed mob and saw him lying on the ground. Then they pointed their guns in different directions.

"All right. Whoever you are. Do you really think that are coming out of here alive!" Smith yelled.

"We'll have your head on a silver platter." Canasta yelled.

Then a little ball landed in front then and they looked curiously at it. A few seconds later, the ball released a very sharp light that blinded them. They shoot like crazy in all directions, and before they knew it, some gripped their arms with the guns and they field an impact in the face, which caused then to release their guns. Canasta was quickly able to see again, and what he saw made him scared.

Two shadowy figures fought Smith. One punched him at the stomach, the other one, who was behind Smith, kicked him at his legs so he fell on his knees. The figure them made punch at his neck so he was pushed against the first figure, and then the first figure made a powerful kick at his face so he landed right to him. The big and brutal Cottontail Smith was now lying on the floor like a little drugged bear.

Canasta had never seen anyone do that to Smith, and it made him shake in terror, because he knew that he would be next. He then ran as fast as he could to the door and opened it with huge force, but then he heard a set of fast footstep. He turned around and saw a third shadowy figure running at him at high speed. The figure then jumped and made kick at his chest with an impact so powerful that he flied back and landed in the middle of the parking place. Some second later, Canasta got up and ran to the streets as fast as he could. His only thought was to get away from this place.