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Part 1 - No Past, No Future
Chapter One: Tough Break
***
As I walked down the street of New Knothole, I thought why I was going on with my life.
Why I was still here. I DID get a few lucky breaks in my life, but not many. Then I remembered why I was here.
Three years ago, I found out that Sonic and Shadow were high on a new drug called Chaotica (K-oh-teh-ka)
also known on the streets as Chaos. Why they would use it I don't know, but from then on, my first agenda
was too find out.
After three long, straining years of research and investigation, and some help from Antoine and Bunnie,
I managed to find out that Shadow had some sort of secret organization. They advised me to go to bars
and places where worker's might hang out. It looked like most of the people in the city were involved
with this company. Apparently, it has something to do with the drug.
Then, my cell phone rang...
"Antoine here. Ve Found something out about zee organization, een fact, two somethingz, eh heh,"
Same old Antoine, bad accent and crappy jokes.
"First, ve found out zee name of zee company. Eet's called 'Zee Chaos Group'."
How original. The druggies had used the company name as the nick for the drug.
"Alzo, vee found zee name of zee bar where most verker's go. At around zeven o'clock, most go too zee erm,
Blue Essense."
"Blue Essence. Got it."
"Good. Check it out. Antoine D'Coolette, signing out."
"I've been wondering Antoine, does the name Coolette refer too the fact that you're a woman?"
*KLIK!*
I had so many jokes about Antoine, it was starting to get annoying...for me.
After 15 Minutes of asking around, I finally found the Blue Essence. It was a tired looking place,
with flashing blue neon lights and a sign that clearly stated that they were closed. I ignored that.
I pulled my trenchcoat forward, and walked in. The bar was filled with prostitutes, workmen and businessmen.
As I walked towards the bar, people eyed me over. I just walked forward, ignoring them.
"Hey, bartender."
"What? What is it, fox boy?!"
"I'm looking for info on The Chaos Group, are any guys here employees?"
"Talk to her."
He pointed out a girl in the corner. She was hot. I'd say about 16, 5'8", well built and educated. I
walked toward her table, and she eyed me over as I said, "The barkeep tells me you work for The Chaos Group.
What can you tell me?"
She just smiled and signaled me too follow her. This was one of three things. She was going to actually
tell me something in private, do me or lead me into a trap. She lead me into the back of the bar, into a
large storage room. Nothing to look at except pillars, boxes and grey walls, floor and roof.
"He's knows about us! Kill him!"
I guess it was number three. She pulled a gun on me, but I was too quick for her. I slapped the gun out
of her hand and knocked her into a corner, where she sat dazed. I knew what would happen next.
Five men with pistols and shotguns barged in through a back door, aiming straight at the orange fox in black,
moi. I made like someone in a John Woo film and took cover. It was party time.
The first guy who came at me had a Beretta like me. He came around the corner, screaming obscenities
like mad. His final view was his heart exploding from my streaming bullet. I dived out over
his corpse and grabbed his gun. Two Berettas, now I was in business. Just before I landed I fired off
two shots at the group, giving one guy's forehead a fair chance of being an employee at a golf course.
With two guys down, two of them came right at me, shooting and screaming. I jumped back up to stand and
unloaded my two Berettas at them. One ducked, the other gave me a free shotgun. Pocketing my twin guns,
I let the guy who was getting up have a taste of 12-gauge buckshot up close.
They were down to one. But the battle was over. Target number 5 ran away after he saw his friend's head
explode. Suddenly, I realized that the girl was running towards the exit too. Quickly getting out one gun,
I fired a shot aimed at her.
"AAAAAH! My leg!"
Direct hit.
I walked over to her and put my gun to the back of her head.
"Tell me 'bout The Chaos Group."
"FUCK YOU!"
"Bad Start."
I wrapped my arm around her next and pointed her eyes towards the wall.
"If you don't tell me, the wall in front of you will have another shade of gray."
"........"
I cocked my gun.
"I'll tell ya! I'll tell ya! Just don't hurt me! .....We were on the verge of bankruptcy, and this guy says he can save us!
He gave us the recipe for Chaos, and told us that if we sold this, then we'd be rich in a week.
It didn't happen. Then all of a sudden, our boss, Shadow, started getting strict and acting weird. That's all
I know. Book me! Take me in, haul me to the fuckin' jail, just don't kill me!"
I removed the barrel of my gun from her head, and snapped her neck. ANYONE who points a gun at me, dies.
As I walked back into the bar, people hid behind tables and chairs, or ran out of the bar. I said to the barkeep,
"I suggest you tell your janitor to clean up extra good in there, and by the way, one of them had a...tough break."
I smirked as I walked out the door.
So now I knew what was going on with the Group. Now I needed to find it. I had a little something
for the boss that needed to be delivered personally...It was then I noticed, it had started snowing.
This would be one hell of a winter.
Part 1 - No Past, No Future
Chapter One: Tough Break
***
As I walked down the street of New Knothole, I thought why I was going on with my life.
Why I was still here. I DID get a few lucky breaks in my life, but not many. Then I remembered why I was here.
Three years ago, I found out that Sonic and Shadow were high on a new drug called Chaotica (K-oh-teh-ka)
also known on the streets as Chaos. Why they would use it I don't know, but from then on, my first agenda
was too find out.
After three long, straining years of research and investigation, and some help from Antoine and Bunnie,
I managed to find out that Shadow had some sort of secret organization. They advised me to go to bars
and places where worker's might hang out. It looked like most of the people in the city were involved
with this company. Apparently, it has something to do with the drug.
Then, my cell phone rang...
"Antoine here. Ve Found something out about zee organization, een fact, two somethingz, eh heh,"
Same old Antoine, bad accent and crappy jokes.
"First, ve found out zee name of zee company. Eet's called 'Zee Chaos Group'."
How original. The druggies had used the company name as the nick for the drug.
"Alzo, vee found zee name of zee bar where most verker's go. At around zeven o'clock, most go too zee erm,
Blue Essense."
"Blue Essence. Got it."
"Good. Check it out. Antoine D'Coolette, signing out."
"I've been wondering Antoine, does the name Coolette refer too the fact that you're a woman?"
*KLIK!*
I had so many jokes about Antoine, it was starting to get annoying...for me.
After 15 Minutes of asking around, I finally found the Blue Essence. It was a tired looking place,
with flashing blue neon lights and a sign that clearly stated that they were closed. I ignored that.
I pulled my trenchcoat forward, and walked in. The bar was filled with prostitutes, workmen and businessmen.
As I walked towards the bar, people eyed me over. I just walked forward, ignoring them.
"Hey, bartender."
"What? What is it, fox boy?!"
"I'm looking for info on The Chaos Group, are any guys here employees?"
"Talk to her."
He pointed out a girl in the corner. She was hot. I'd say about 16, 5'8", well built and educated. I
walked toward her table, and she eyed me over as I said, "The barkeep tells me you work for The Chaos Group.
What can you tell me?"
She just smiled and signaled me too follow her. This was one of three things. She was going to actually
tell me something in private, do me or lead me into a trap. She lead me into the back of the bar, into a
large storage room. Nothing to look at except pillars, boxes and grey walls, floor and roof.
"He's knows about us! Kill him!"
I guess it was number three. She pulled a gun on me, but I was too quick for her. I slapped the gun out
of her hand and knocked her into a corner, where she sat dazed. I knew what would happen next.
Five men with pistols and shotguns barged in through a back door, aiming straight at the orange fox in black,
moi. I made like someone in a John Woo film and took cover. It was party time.
The first guy who came at me had a Beretta like me. He came around the corner, screaming obscenities
like mad. His final view was his heart exploding from my streaming bullet. I dived out over
his corpse and grabbed his gun. Two Berettas, now I was in business. Just before I landed I fired off
two shots at the group, giving one guy's forehead a fair chance of being an employee at a golf course.
With two guys down, two of them came right at me, shooting and screaming. I jumped back up to stand and
unloaded my two Berettas at them. One ducked, the other gave me a free shotgun. Pocketing my twin guns,
I let the guy who was getting up have a taste of 12-gauge buckshot up close.
They were down to one. But the battle was over. Target number 5 ran away after he saw his friend's head
explode. Suddenly, I realized that the girl was running towards the exit too. Quickly getting out one gun,
I fired a shot aimed at her.
"AAAAAH! My leg!"
Direct hit.
I walked over to her and put my gun to the back of her head.
"Tell me 'bout The Chaos Group."
"FUCK YOU!"
"Bad Start."
I wrapped my arm around her next and pointed her eyes towards the wall.
"If you don't tell me, the wall in front of you will have another shade of gray."
"........"
I cocked my gun.
"I'll tell ya! I'll tell ya! Just don't hurt me! .....We were on the verge of bankruptcy, and this guy says he can save us!
He gave us the recipe for Chaos, and told us that if we sold this, then we'd be rich in a week.
It didn't happen. Then all of a sudden, our boss, Shadow, started getting strict and acting weird. That's all
I know. Book me! Take me in, haul me to the fuckin' jail, just don't kill me!"
I removed the barrel of my gun from her head, and snapped her neck. ANYONE who points a gun at me, dies.
As I walked back into the bar, people hid behind tables and chairs, or ran out of the bar. I said to the barkeep,
"I suggest you tell your janitor to clean up extra good in there, and by the way, one of them had a...tough break."
I smirked as I walked out the door.
So now I knew what was going on with the Group. Now I needed to find it. I had a little something
for the boss that needed to be delivered personally...It was then I noticed, it had started snowing.
This would be one hell of a winter.
