Thought I would have a go with this FanFic Malarkey. Review and say what you think.
"Speech"
'Thought'
Turnabout Shot
Date: December 29th 2026
Time: ?
Location: ?
Cold. So cold.
The frost was unforgiving at this time of night. The snow that had once covered the ground like a blanket was now becoming slush. Out of the fog came a man in a blue suit, his tie being assaulted by the brisk wind. He stopped in the middle of the park as instructed, and dropped the black briefcase in his left hand on the floor in an attempt to get the feeling back in it. He was thinking of how he managed to get into this mess. And so soon after Christmas. His eyes caught sight of a man emerging out of the fog in a red suit...carrying a shotgun. Not something you see every day.
"Hey" shouted blue suit "Since when did 12 gauges become the norm in meetings?"
Red suit gave him a cold glance, colder than the weather itself. Colder than the winter. It made blue suit shiver in the soul.
"Have you got the money?" Asks red suit.
"O-Of course" stutters Blue.
Red Checks the contents of the suitcase. He grins a devilish grin when he sees what is inside. Three Million in US Dollars, it's the last piece of this long and drawn out puzzle. He closes the case and then loads a chamber in his gun. The crack of the bullet being loaded into the chamber shatters the night's silence. Something that is noticed by Blue and feels him with dread.
"Hey, W-What you doing?" shouts blue backing away from Red.
"Oh," Says Red calmly while pointing the gun at him "You are no longer required, thus no longer needed."
"W-Wait, I have a daughte-" Blue is cut short by a loud explosion which shatters his torso and sends him back 4 feet.
"Well we all have problems..."
Red disappears into the fog that he once emerged from carrying the briefcase. Blue is struggling to breathe. Bloods coming out of his mouth and his vision is turning darker. He feels no pain. He has no regrets.
'Cold. So cold...'
What do you think?
