Tonight Jose Sleeps In Hell Chapter: 1

Tonight Jose Sleeps In Hell: Chapter 1

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Yes! I have decided to write the sequel for the Tonight Von Richter Sleeps In Hell series. If you hadn't read it, then read it before you read this. Anyway, this new episode would have more tanks, more violence, more bloodshed, more weapons, more action and, of course, more and more US Marines, SEALS and paratroopers. So let's begin with another exciting Cybersix fanfic.

PS. I did away with the parts and the exclamation marks, just to tidy it up a little.

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It has been twenty years since the raid on Meridiana. Von Richter is dead, and his monumental plans for global domination have died with him. Or so it seems…

The world has long forgotten about WWII. To the young generation, it is but a mere memory. Von Richter expired long ago in a maximum-security military base. The only shred of evidence that ever proved the existence of the late Von Richter is a folder on his psychological profile that is stored in the Pentagon's archive and that too, has yellowed.

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Arizona State Penitentiary

Location: CLASSIFIED

26th May 2021

Time: 1832hrs (all dates and times local)

The Penitentiary was built in the middle of the Arizona desert. One of the major reasons why this prison was built was to house terrorists, political prisoners and hardcore criminals that were either too dangerous or too smart to be placed in ordinary police-run maximum-security prisons.

The prison was not run by the state government but by the US Department of Defense. The guards were not ordinary state marshals, but gun-carrying troopers. The prison was extremely high-tech. It had an automatic security system that would automatically flood the prison with nerve gas if there were a major breakout. In addition, the main control computer could automatically activate sentry machine guns stationed around the facility and kill anyone that wasn't registered with the computer. The prison had electrified chain-link fences and guard towers around the prison compound. A military garrison was stationed next to the penitentiary so that the convicts wouldn't have a chance of escaping if the prison's security were to be breached.

The prison's environment was pretty normal. The prisoners were given comfortable dormitories and were treated leniently. This evening was no exception; the last rays of sunlight turning the sky red and orange and the barren desert dark yellow. Jose Von Richter was too deep in thought to admire the sunset. He was going to break out of the prison tonight. He had spent two years thinking up of an escape plan which was effective and practical and which was definitely going to work.

Jose now was a changed person, he was a contrast of his old petulant and childish self, he was now haggard, his face sunken and waxy, his character had changed entirely. Jose now had the cold-blooded mind of a killer and a rage so deep and black that it was like an obsession. The obsession of finding and killing that blasted Cybersix, if she was still alive.

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The chief prison warden for Block C, Master Sergeant Dale Gurney, walked past the activated sentry gun and placed his hand in front of an infrared scanner. The scanner emitted a beep to signal that he was cleared. The heavy electrified blast door slid away to reveal a metal-gray corridor. Gurney proceeded and looked through the view ports of each of the dormitory to make sure the prisoners were asleep. However, when he looked through the view port of Dormitory 4A, he saw the biggest free-far-all fight he had ever laid his eyes on. Following the standard emergency procedure, the sergeant smashed the alarm unit outside the door with the handle of his sidearm and blew his whistle that reached the far corners of the prison. After the whistle came the ear splitting siren that alerted whoever did not manage to hear the whistle. Seconds later, fully armed troopers came pouring out of the barracks. The sentry guns came to life and started sweeping the area when suddenly…

…the sentry guns powered down and the lights went off.

"What the hell?" hollered the Gurney as the lights shut off, turning the corridors pitch black. In the chaos that ensured, nobody noticed a small figure crawling his way under the fence and running into the dark desert wastelands.

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Meridiana

27th May 2021

Time: 0701hrs (all dates and times local)

The sun's rays illuminated the cobbled streets and buildings of Meridiana that had stood there for 20 years. People had come and gone, but its occupants continued staying in the old city, their daily routines as constant as Time's stately march. Today's morning was a bright and welcoming one, the light slowly flooding the land, darkness giving way to light. Everyone accepted another new day, another day of life. Almost everyone…

"Caryn! If your not going to get up now, you're going to be late for school!"  A woman's voice wafted from downstairs. "I'm coming mom!" Replied the teen as she hoped out of bed and jammed on some jeans and a sweater. She then grabbed her bag and dashed down the steps, two at a time to the kitchen. Her mother was already there preparing coffee for breakfast. "Caryn, your breakfast is on the table." Her mother motioned to a pile of sandwiches on the kitchen table as Caryn bolted past her. Grabbing a stack of sandwiches, she dashed out of the house and across the road, heading towards Meridiana High.

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The Pentagon, Washington D.C

27th May 2021

Time: 0915hrs (all dates and times local)

"On the twenty-sixth of May, 2021, at 1832hrs, Jose Von Richter broke out of the Arizona State Penitentiary. He devised a plan of escape by short-circuiting a power point with a wet towel, causing the prison's power panel to trip, switching off the security system. He then made off into the Arizona desert," Announced General Jack H. Cooper, United States Army. Cooper was tall and thin with an unmistakable air of command. He and several other high-ranking officers were currently attending an intelligence briefing in a conference room in the Pentagon's 'E' block, which only officers with the highest level of security clearance in the Department of Defense could access.

"So what the fucks' so special about this bastard that all of us had to be called up?" Asked Admiral Richard Collins, US Navy, who was slurping down liberal amounts of black coffee. Collins was a large, beefy Texan with a bushy mustache and a tendency to ingest more than his fair share of alcohol. Earlier on, the Admiral had been pulled off his flagship in the middle of a typhoon in the Pacific Ocean just to attend the meeting.

"Well, Richard, Jose is not your average terrorist. He is not even fucking human. The late Von Richter in Meridiana created Jose Von Richter from a chemical/biological substance called "Sustenance". Anyway, the late Von Richter was some kind Mafia chief/terrorist leader/godfather. His minions weren't not hired, but were CREATED using knowledge gained from his experience in Nazi camp experiments in WWII. With an army of Mutants, he later terrorized the Argentinean coastal city of Meridiana." Explained the Major general seriously as he looked around at the other grim high-ranking officers sitting at the table. They all looked haggard, their uniforms rumpled, but not surprisingly as they had been awake since 3 a.m.  

"Also, I am not allowed to disclose the names of any outside agents nor the way the operation was carried out to capture Von Richter. I am only allowed to inform you gentlemen that Major General Fredrick Williams was in charge of the operation."   

"Fred? He caught that son of a bitch? I'm not surprised." Laughed General Alexander Bennett, United States Marine Corps. Unlike Cooper or Collins, Bennett was a stout, harsh man with thick, deep-set eyes.  "So what the hell's so great about him?" Asked Collins, who was now slightly put-off, his mustache now bristling like a hyperactive squirrel on caffeine.

"Oh, if the Department of Defense ever paid a dollar for every hour of combat time, Fred would be fucking rich. He has commanded almost every single covert, urbanized mission that the United States Armed Forces has conducted in the last 20 years. Virtually every Veteran Marine in the United States has been under him as well as every piece of military hardware the DoD has in stock, from guns to tanks." Replied Bennett firmly.  

"So you're saying that if he captured Jose before, he can capture him again?" asked the Admiral skeptically.  

"I am not saying anything Richard, I am just giving background info on a good soldier under my command. If he wants to take on this mission, it is his decision." Replied Bennett, with just a hint of anger in his voice.  

"Whoa! Hold your horses, gentlemen. Fighting among ourselves over such small thing won't solve the situation. We need a plan, not a fight." Said General Cooper. On hearing this, Bennett cooled down.  

"So what now?" Collins continued, smirking sarcastically. "We don't even know whether Jose Von Richter has made it out of the desert yet, yet alone Continental United States."

"Hell, he could be vulture lunch for all we know," added Bennett, hardly smiling.

"Right now, the only way we'll know that Jose made it is through our CIA field agents." Explained General Cooper.

"Until then, we wait. Dismissed."

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Meridiana High School

27th May 2021

Time: 1100hrs (all dates and times local)

"Miss Caryn Amato! If you continue to sleep in my class, I will personally drag you to the principal's office and make sure you grow gray in detention!" screeched Caryn's biology teacher, Ms. Lori Anderson. "Sorry Mrs. Anderson, didn't get much sleep last night, I was doing my English project." lied Caryn as she got her head off her desk, rubbing her eyes.

In actual fact, Caryn had slept early that night; somehow, without watching any gruesome or violent movies, she had managed to have nightmares. She had dreamt that she was in a large, dark room. Along the walls were tubes filled with neon green substance and… monsters. The other parts of her nightmare were vague, indistinct, but every time there was a black haired old man with a cruel voice and a high-pitched laugh, and sending the monsters at her.

Suddenly, Caryn felt a lump of wet paper hit the back of her head. She immediately spun her around. She had been hit by a small wet paper ball the size of a marble. It had been propelled had her from the resident class bully, Brittney Madison. A second later, Caryn was peppered with a small hail of used chewing gum, no doubt from Brittney's gang.

Caryn turned back to face the board, plucking the balls of chewing gum off her face as she heard the following taunts, "Caryn the wierdo!" "No guy wants her because of her dorky hairstyle!"  "Yeah, go home and sleep you baby!" and variations thereof.

Caryn was too tired to be angry. A moment later, she had sunk into another stupor. Actually, Caryn didn't know that she was being bullied because she had the internal and external beauty that the girls in her class didn't. When a person looked at Caryn, he or she would have a feeling that she was someone special. Caryn was kind, loving and smart but the only disadvantage was that she preferred to be alone and she always looked depressed, sort of like a wallflower. This disadvantage prevented her from making more friends and sadly, generated more enemies among the jealous girls in the class.

The last bell rang and the final lesson was over. Relieved students filed out of the class. Caryn's best friend, Mary Allen, nudged Caryn awake. "You seem tired Caryn, what's up?" asked Mary as they strolled down the corridor later. "Well Mary, I had this nightmare…" she began.

After Caryn had explained, Mary gave the following bit of advice. "Sounds like another psycho killer movie to me. I think you should try to cut down on horror movies." She warned as they reached a road junction. "Anyways, I got to get home early today, Caryn, " said Mary. "Okay then, bye, see you tomorrow." Replied Caryn. With one final wave, Mary disappeared around the corner.

As Caryn turned around another corner, she saw Brittney and her gang, waiting. "Oh, there she is, I thought she had lost her way." Said Brittney, her voice dripping with sarcasm, eyes full of malice. "Get out of the way, Brittney, I don't need a shadow to follow me around." Caryn retorted, her green eyes staring into Brittney's brown ones. "Ohh, the baby is asking me to stand down, say, let's give her a reminder, girls." Brittney advanced to hit Caryn but Caryn dodged it as if she knew that it was coming. Caryn was now running through her options. Stay and fight and get expelled from school or run and show that she was a coward. Caryn choose option no. 2 and she was off, running in the opposite direction. "After her!" Screamed Brittney as she pursued Caryn.

While Caryn was running, she felt like she had did this many times before but Caryn never ran so much, either had she during her childhood days. Caryn turned around a corner and she came to a dead end. "What am I going to do now?" she thought desperately. Again, Caryn felt an impulse to jump onto the roof and before she knew it, she soared into the air and landed onto the roof.

"What the…" gasped Brittney, who was watching this from below. "Huh?" said Caryn under her breath as she turned to look back down at the Brittney. "Let's get out of here!" Shouted Brittney and she and her gang scampered off. Caryn looked around the rooftops. They looked and felt familiar, but Caryn began to wonder when and where she had learned to run and jump from rooftop to rooftop.

To be continued…