HEEEEeey... I'm posting four chapters today! YAY!
(I know, I really like my all-caps...)
So yeah. After yesterday, I worked on the story some more and produced four more chapters. I'm going to post them all today, because I had an awesome idea for another Fanfic that might keep me away from this one if I'm still working on it. (I promise it'll be awesome. More details at the end of this story!)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PEOPLE IN THIS FANFICTION. THEY ALL BELONG RIGHTFULLY TO DIC ENTERTAINMENT.
So what are you waiting for?
A few nights later...
James crept out of the Gazette. Moses and Dr. Franklin were sound asleep.
Monte waited outside.
"Can I hear the story?" James asked.
Monte nodded. His face flickered in the lamplight. James wished that the lamps wouldn't blink so often, but it did make the story all the more suspenseful.
Monte cleared his throat. "A long time ago, when I was no more that a boy of twelve, I was sneaking out with my older brother, Brock. We were wandering in the night, the shadows providing sufficient cover." Monte paused. "Brock suddenly stopped. We saw Moses, in a dark trench coat and even darker skin. He hauled both of us out of the dark and was about to say something when Brock punched him. 'Don't you dare mess with us, Negro.' That man, he punched Brock back. 'I wasn't going to hurt you, but you've given me no choice.' Humph," Monte grunted. "'No choice.' If he really wasn't going to hurt us, he should've kept it that way!" He growled and paced the cobblestones, as if the thought of Moses angered him enough to throw a punch or two. Finally his anger seemed to subside, and he settled back onto the barrel. Monte continued. "My brother never completely healed. Last winter, he caught pneumonia and died." Monte growled again, his anger coming back. "STUPID BLACK MAN. IF HE HADN'T HURT BROCK, WE WOULDN'T BE THIS WAY!" he roared.
James thought that if Brock had been more watchful of his sanity, he wouldn't have died, but he pretended to be shocked.
Monte whirled around. "That man, he's danger. You gonna help me take him down?"
James thought about all Monte had said. True, Moses had punched Brock, but Brock had thrown the first punch. Besides, Moses didn't seem like someone who would hurt someone else for no reason.
"No."
Monte walked away wordlessly, but James could hear him muttering, "You will all pay for this. You will all pay."
Alright! Just a couple notes here, but I encourage you read them anyway.
First: To all of you people offended by the paragraph in which Monte talks about Moses: I DID NOT MEAN FOR THE PARAGRAPH TO OFFEND ANYONE. THE PARAGRAPH (and even the rest of the chapter) WAS SUPPOSED TO LET YOU REALIZE THAT MONTE, IS, IN ESSENCE, A BAD PERSON. HE IS THE ANTAGONIST IN THE STORY, AND THE LANGUAGE THAT HE USES THAT IS DIRECTED TOWARD MOSES IS SUPPOSED TO SUPPORT THE FACT.
Basically, the language Monte uses is developing his character, and I did not mean to offend any of you. I'm a minority too, so I get teased, bullied- you know, the usual. I would never try to offend someone else when I myself belong to a race prone to racism.
(All of the people who know me in RL are probably like, 'Typical Birdie...Using big words and trying to confuse us all, the show-off!')
(I'm just kidding; none of my friends would ever say that...)
So that was all I wanted to say. Don't hate on me, please!
Now go on. You have three more chapters to get through!
~Birdie
EDITED JULY 2019
