Killed By Death

by mrcookieman36

I don't understand. I thought I was a normal average teenager going through a shit experience. When I thought my troubles where over, more just come piling on. I cant even explain it myself I went in normal, but then came out as a killing machine. Maybe these people could help i suppose, i mean its not like i got anything else better to do.

32. Chapter 32

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Chapter 32

I then see Pops giving some instructions to one of the small Asian guys, I think he said his name was Chico. "Chico, I need you to send that pack on nearest freighter heading out of port and as far away from here now."" Put it on something that's most likely be heading out to far north if you have to."

"Right away boss."

"Good, all right kid get in the car now."

I get in no questions asked, while pop's does the same thing as well as the other Asian dude. Next, we head off to another place not too far from here. Apparently, it was to the Guam international airport. The only difference was that we used a side entrance to it. In other words, no cameras or security. It was rather hectic too as Pops told me hurry along. I just had about enough, when instead I stopped and demanded to Pop's on what this was all about.

I wasted no time, I really wanted to know what was going on. "Pops can I ask you what this is all about?"

"Not now kid I we got to get going."

"Seriously Pops can you please tell me." As I said to the point of desperation.

"All right kid cool it, I'll level with you." "You do deserve that much." "I ask you to come to Guam, because one it was convenient for you travel wise."" But mainly it was to throw off your pursuers."

"My pursuers," I said confusingly.

"Yeah, your pursuers are none other than the very Joe's you train with."

"What, how…why?"

Pop's checks his watch muttering to himself," hmm right on time." "Now follow me if you please." Pops then lead me to a secluded area of the tarmac that had a second story window. It was facing none other than the Air force base that I disembark from. Oddly enough the airport is that close to it, that I could make out their very own runways and tarmacs. "All right kid here use this spy glass and you'll see what I'm talking about." I take these rather over size binoculars and started to look at the morning sky up above.

"I see nothing pop's."

"Just wait a second or two kid and you'll see what I'm talking about." He had me pointing towards North by North East. Three, two, one, and sure enough I saw plane coming in towards the air base just as Pops pointed out. But the only difference was that this was no ordinary transport plane. I know that long range cargo vessel. That was a GI Joe travel vessel. I was about to hand back the spy glasses back to Pop's, when he insisted that I hold on to them for a little bit longer. And sure, enough I saw some Joe's that I recognized. It was none other than my driver's ed teacher Cover girl and my self-defense instructor Scarlett.

"What the, what are they doing here," I said out loud to myself.

"They were sent to keep tabs on you Mark ok, now if you please we got to get the hell out of here."

But wait a minute did Hawk send them on a mission"

"Indeed, he did Kid, in fact they were sent by him to keep an eye on you." As Pops was looking through the spy glass, adding a few things. "They are already asking about you."

"What do you mean by that?" Pop's handed me the spy glass back and I looked through it again. And sure, enough I see Scarlett holding a picture of me while asking the gate security at the base. From that point on I've seen enough.

"All right Pops let's get out of here, I said in annoyance. Soon enough he took me to a private jet waiting on the tarmac. We all boarded on the plane and in five minutes it took off. While in midflight I just sat thinking and feeling very betrayed. I see Pops looking over some paper before he noticed me, especially being all silent.

"Hey Mark you ok?"

"Well I was feeling pretty good in the last twenty-four hours, until you showed me that." "I mean I can't believe that after all the shit, training, dealing with the sergeant major and doing a few good missions, that they still treat me like a child."

Pop's sighed to himself as he tried to add a little bit of wisdom to the kid. "Mark look they are only doing this because they care about you."" I know it seems that its rather childish, but they are only doing it to make sure that you'll stay on track."" From what I've heard, you are incredibly talented in your field ." "In some ways they are watching you as an investment." "But don't take that the wrong way ok kid."

"Yeah, I know Pop's, but couldn't they be at least more dignified about it."" Besides how did you know that I was being tracked?"

"Well mark I do have a couple of contacts there at the pit, and they've done this before with other promising recruits as well, even myself, roger, and Thompson." "The first thing they do, is they put tracking bugs on your clothes or luggage." "Hence why I had you changed clothes, and my guys physically checked you out."

"Man, no wonder why you asked me to bring as little as possible." "Anyways where are we going?"

"Only to the finest and somewhat secluded place on the planet, the Fiji Islands."" So, sit back and relax mark and in a couple of hours we'll be there.

After a couple of hours pass on by we were here. And from the looks of it coming in, this was a pretty nice sizeable island. Just from the looks of it, it had that nice beach feeling to it. From what Pops told me that this was a rather nice tourist spot in the world. And that mostly everything is on the cheap if you're dealing in American dollars. Soon enough we land and I'm in another car heading off to Pop's little piece of heaven as he puts it.

Oddly enough it wasn't really all that long of drive, we reach to Pop's house, or villa as they put it. Just from the looks of this place it was huge. The closest city to where Pop's villa was a city called Nadi. And from the nice and sunny weather it made look really nice and pleasant on the outside. When I came inside this place was just as huge and nice as the outside. From what Pops told me, his house had all the modern conveniences that I would ever need. Not to mention a nice swimming pool in the back.

Even the room I was staying was heck of a lot bigger than my dorm back at base. The bed alone was a king size bed. Since we traveled a lot on this day, Pops did advise me that it would be wise that I should rest for today, and that tomorrow we'll get started at the bank for my money transfer. Which reminded me of that task in helping out Strike.

The other odd thing about Pop's place, was that he had some sort of servants that worked for him. In more ways than one he had staff of people, like a butler and some maids of some sort. He later explains it to me on the car ride up that the American dollar really does go a long way here. All in all, I did as he suggested and took it really easy here.

One of the first things I did, is that I check out his back-yard area. I went outside to see the pool area, which was stunning. But the real beauty was seeing the navy-blue waters of the Pacific Ocean. Not to mention the beautiful beach area nearby. The only problem with it was, that the coral reefs come in very close to the shore line. So, I guess I couldn't swim here, but Pops did let me know of other places I could swim in. alas it has to wait till tomorrow, since Pop's too wanted to get some rest in. So around dinner time, I was severed and assortment of fresh fish dishes mostly of the tuna variety. I also tried some sashimi cuts of tuna as enough I got ready for bed and sleeping on this king size bed did not disappoint. Man, this thing was comfortable as can be. So, catching some zzz's was coming very easily to me

The very next day I woke up at my usually waking up time, which was always around 04:30 in the morning. Of course, it was still night time the only difference was the sky was clear as can be with loads and loads of stars in the sky. It was even more lit up than Silver Keep Iowa. And just like before I sat here for a good while star gazing. I got myself out of it, since I was up and wanted to get in my morning pt as usually.

Now I know I'm on vacation and all but, I still feel that I have to do this since I don't wont to get out of shape. After all I'm out here for at least three weeks. So, I got dressed and quietly got out of my room. I started to make my way to the front door, till one of the house servants noticed me. It was the butler who went by the name Loto. Of course, he was wondering if something was wrong, till I told him that I was just going out to get in a good run and some exercises.

"Master Mark, is there something wrong?"

"Uh not at all Mr. Loto, I'm just going out for my morning exercises."

"Oh, I see then, however Mr. Post does wish that you should stay indoors till he wakes up."" I think it's because he doesn't want you to get lost."" But if you feel the need to do your daily calisthenics, then allow me to show you the indoor gym."

"Uh Mr. Loto, who is Mr. Post?"

"Oh, my apologies Master Mark, Mr. Post is your host, who goes by his sur name of Pops I believe."

"Huh I guess he never told me his real name, any ways you said you have a gym here?"

"Why of course Master Mark, follow me." I follow Mr. Loto to a staircase that leads down stairs. Of course, he kept the lights one while I'm down here. But soon enough he leads me to a midsize room that had just about everything in here. From treadmills, to stationary bikes, to free weights. The awesome thing was that everything was really up to date equipment. Heck it ever puts our gym at the pit to shame.

Mr. Loto also showed me the spa next door to it, plus additional showers. So, I thank him as usually while he took off to do his morning duties. Soon I get started. After two good hours of a solid workout, I was bushed and sweaty. So, I quietly make it back to room to get in a good shower in.

But once I came out, I didn't even notice that someone was in my room while I was showering. As I noticed a couple of trays near the foot of my bed. There was note printed on it, saying that this was morning breakfast. I lift the cover trays only to notice that one tray was noting but fruit, only it was arranged in a fashionable way. I mean I didn't even know you could cut fruit into various shapes. For the most part the fruit was mostly of stuff that I recognized plus a few others that were new to me. But all in all, it was delicious. The next tray had very basic breakfast set up of eggs, bacon, ham, and some various breads. Of course, to wash it down they gave me a pitcher of O.J. and another of coffee. I chug down the O.J. and left the coffee alone, since I don't drink the stuff.

The other thing I noticed in my room, was that they placed some new clothes near my bed as well. From the looks of it, it was nice button short sleeve shirt, that was made of some really light material. It was a light blue shirt, with some cargo shorts that were black. They also gave me some sneakers to wear as well. And a nice ball cap to wear as well. So, I got dressed and started to make my way out.

When I came out of my room, the Mr. Loto guy was waiting for me. He leads me to the main dining room, where I saw Pops finishing up his breakfast. I took a seat near him, as he looked up to greet me. "Hey Mark did you have a good sleep?"

"I sure did thanks a bunch, especially with the breakfast and the new clothes."

"Yeah I thought I should have give you some new clothes since the only ones you have are your military fatigues." But you're looking good even with that stuff, on."

I changed the subject quickly, "so your name is Post?"

"Oh I guess Loto must have told you, but yeah my full name is Paul Allen Post."

" Huh nice name then, should I still call you Pops or uh Mr. Post?"

"You can still keep calling me Pop's if you want kid."" Anyways, we got to get to bank to make you an account to save up your cash remember."

Oh yeah, I forgot about that, so uh when do we leave?"

"Right now, if you like I know for a fact that you want to get this done quick so you can enjoy the rest of your time here."

And just like that we were off to the Fijian national bank in Nadi. Of course, I was carrying the same duffel bag that Pop's showed me with all the cash that I helped them earn from their moonshine production about a good couple of years ago.

At first, I thought these banking guys where going to ask a whole bunch of question about this amount of money, but not at all. They were very professional and legit. But needless to say I took about five thousand dollars in cash for myself for spending purposes here on the island. In total I had a deposited about four point five million in my name and special account number that I memorized. And I kept on me in my wallet till I find a good safe place to put. But before we left the bank, I remembered about Strike and her situation back at her home. So, I started a conversation with the main bank Manger.

Of course, he got up about to shake my hand for doing business in his banking establishment. "Mr. Mark I would like to thank you for choosing to bank with us here at Fijian national. If there's anything I can do to make your stay most pleasant, please just let me know."

"Well actually sir, I was hoping you can help me with some property purchases and I think transfers."

"Of course, Mr. Mark are you thinking purchasing property here on our quant island?"

"Well actually I want to know if I can purchase property within the Mainland of the united states?"

"Oh, I see, we normally do not do such transaction here, however we could make an exception in your case." Do you have any idea of where to purchase the property?"

"Uh yeah, it's in a place called Silver Keep Iowa."

"I see, just give me a few minutes while I check here on my tablet." After said time, the bank manger flipped over his pad to me to explain a few things to me.

"Mr. Mark, as you may or may not know, there is only one bank that is dealing with the various mortgages of the homesteads of these properties, in Sliver Keep" "In case if you are wondering the name the bank is Sliver keep one." "So, let me go over this with you." "The properties you see here in the red are properties that have been foreclosed upon and are ready purchase by the bank."" The ones in yellow are properties that about to be in default."

"Uh can I see this tablet then?"

"By all means."

I looked over the various properties on the satellite view of the bank mangers tablet. Man, there were a lot of properties that are in the red. I never realized all that much that a lot of people must be struggling. I but I get most of those thoughts out of my head. I continue to scan all of them till I find Strikes home. It didn't take long since I could recognize from the lay out of her house and farm. I clicked on it as it said Baker farm. I then handed it back to the bank manger and asked about this particular property.

"What can you tell me about this one sir?"

"Well Mr. Mark this property is not yet for sale, however the Baker farm as they put it has missed its last five payments and is on the verge of default." "My advice to you on this one would be to wait about a month or so and the bank will have the property for sale."

"I see sir, um does it tell you like how much they owe?"

"According to the bank they current owner owes approximately two hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars. With a minimum payment of fifty thousand due the end of the month, hmm."" I guess you only have to wait about a few weeks actually for this one to be on sale." "The bank is about to foreclose in within a week from today."

"I see, well what if I paid the entire money that is owed to the bank in full?"

"Then you can actually obtain the deed within six months after payment, if the owner does not come up with the cash to prevent you."

"Well can I do a wire transfer to property in question, to pay off the debts of the property?"

"Uh I believe so, but I don't understand why you would, since you wouldn't actually be owning it."

"Well I'm just asking if I could, you know as charitable donation to help out that family."

"Hmm I suppose I could, however the bank at Silver keep is going to need some sort identification on the wire transfer."

"Well then can you make a fake id to do the wire transfer then?"

"Well Mr. mark we really a legitimate bank, however for the right price I can arrange something like that to your fitting."

"Well how much would it be then to do this transaction for me?"

"You cover the entire cost of the wire transfer, plus and additional hundred thousand would be my fee for a venture like this."

"Done. "

"I see then Mr. Mark, I'll work on the wire transfer, however you have to allow me for at least a few days to get it done and cover your tracks."

"I see then sir."

I stood up immediately to shake the bank mangers hand letting him know I agree to arrangement. Of course, Pops was in there the entire time when I was doing this. I thought he was going to ask me like twenty questions about it, but not at all. In fact, he sort of smiled to me thinking that he knew that I was helping out someone that he knows. On the ride back to the villa, I just kept thinking that he was going to ask me about it.

It sort of drives me a bit insane, since he was smiling the whole time. So, I broke the awkward silence. "All right Pop's what are you smiling about this time?"

"What me oh nothing really."

"Come on you know what I'm talking about."

"Well I think it's wonderful that you really want to help Strike out."

I did a double take and looked at Pop's with utter surprise. "Wait what…how…could you have known?"

"I guess you're asking yourself on how I've could possibly know that you were helping out Strikes family." "Well to be truthful to you kid before you even came to the pit me and Strike would conversate a lot."" And yes, she has told me many times of her life growing up in Iowa." "Though she never really told me where in Iowa she was from, I just put two and two together."

I sat there listening to Pops about Strike, but for some reason I decide to take the conversation in a different direction.

"Well I guess that nice and all Pops, but what ever happened to Roger and Thompson?"

"Well Mark once we got out of the service of GI Joe, we all went our separate ways in life."" I know for a fact that Roger decided to use his money to travel abroad." "Thompson decided to buy a nice cattle ranch up in Montana last I heard."

"So you guys don't keep up with each then?"

"Well not like that Mark, I mean well all wanted something different in our lives after service."" But we do keep in contact with each other through email and what not." "Any ways I know you're changing the subject at hand, because you might feel a little bit embarrassed by it." "But you know what Mark, don't be I think you and Strike are made for each other."

"Wait, What?"

"Come on Mark don't act surprise by it, I know it seems a bit weird, but trust me you and Strike are a perfect match."

"Look Pop's can you please just drop it ok, after all I'm on vacation."

"Indeed, you are Mark, indeed you are." "So, you want have lunch then Mark?"

I looked to my watch only to notice that is still very early morning.

"Lunch? its only 09:00 Pops."

"All right then what would you like to do then?"

"Well I really want to take a swim in the ocean if I can."

"Well to tell you the truth Mark, the only beach that I can think of that's ok to swim in would be at least a couple of hours away from here."" And I only say that because the area we are in has a lot of coral that literally starts about ten feet away from the water." "So how about this, we'll have some early brunch, that way you won't have to stop for lunch and be plenty hungry for dinner."" And after brunch I'll have Loto drop you off to a nice beach/resort area so you can swim all you want, till you want us to come and get you." "So how does that sound Mark?"

"Sounds like a plan to me Pop's lead the way."