A Gangsta's A Gangsta
An: Teehee! I don't own anything but my "wicked" , as many have described it, plot! Oh yeah Miss Blooknaburg I add more of the preacher dude for ya, you might not like him as much sorry, I don't know why but whateva! Teehee _~ I'm once again sorry if it's too short but suspense I must have!
*Beneficial Proof*
I whirled around with Faye as Vicious looked up still holding his stomach. The preacher looked over our shoulders. "Mao? Mao!" He said as Mao approached the alter smiling joyously. "Zang?" he asked looking at the preacher behind us. "Huh?" I asked as Mao and the preacher hugged. "So this is what you gave up the life for eh?" Mao asked patting Zang on the back. "Yup so, do you have a role to play in this deadly love triangle?" he asked motioning to Vicious, Faye and my self. "Well you could say they are all my employees." Mao said as Zang looked at us like he suddenly understood. "So ya'll gangstas eh?" Zang asked nudging my arm as I looked at him freaked out. "Yeah." I said looking at Mao questioningly. "I've got the tape!" he said holding up a small black tape. "Great!" I said grabbing it. I turned to Zang and asked him if he had a projector. "Yeah sure, let me go get it." He said hobbling off into a back room. "Vicious your going to get what you deserve." I told him as he stood up. Faye walked over to his side slapping him hard on the back. "Pay back's a bitch. Eh Spike?" she said looking at me as Vicious fell to his knees again. "Yup!" I said grinning as the whole chapel started to stir when all the sudden blue and red lights started flashing out side the blue tinted glass. "Shhhh. 'can't swear in church.'hhh." I turned to Faye as she looked up at the glass ceiling. "What?" I asked as she looked at me grinning. "I've got an idea." She told me grinning as Vicious stood back up.
Zang came back from the backroom of the chapel with a small virtual projector and a T.V. on a stand that rolled. "You might want to look at this." He said turning on the television. On the screen was a fake blond smiling as she babbled on about how you could get firmer abs in 30 days. Zang turned red and laughed nervously. "Wrong channel." He changed it to a man in a dark suit sitting at a news counter. "We have just heard that the Draco Bomber has taken an entire wedding party hostage! Here is Sydney live from St. Mary's Cathedral." He said as the screen switched to the out side of the Cathedral. Faye looked at me and grabbed my hand in hers when a woman came on the screen. "Thanks Dave. On one note I just saw several snowflakes but they seem to only be focused on this area. Anyway I'm Sydney here outside the St. Mary's Cathedral where a poor couple's wedding was suddenly interrupted when the man who bombed the Draco Building objected. Could there be more behind this story than a crazy bomber? We'll see when we come back with a special inter view!" "INTERVIEW! Sydney what are you thinking we don't uh oh." Dave said as Sydney just smiled. "CUT!" she yelled before it flashed to a commercial. "What the.what are they thinking?" Mao asked as I heard a click of a door. I spun around as the brunet Sydney walked in fallowed by a cameraman. I let my gun drop as they froze. "Mr. Spiegel?" She asked stepping forward and reaching the alter after several steps. She looked at Faye holding my hand and a rather disheveled Vicious. "Miss are you alright?" She asked Faye as the T.V. went from commercial to Faye. She looked at the camera terrified; Faye is a little camera shy I guess. She buried her head behind my shoulder and muttered a faint "Yes." As Vicious stepped in front of me. "I'M ON T.V.!" he yelled getting close to the camera. "OH SHUT UP VICIOUS!" Faye said recovering her normal attitude and shoving him off camera to the ground again.
"Wait a sec isn't he your fiancé?" Sydney asked pointing to Vicious. "Well yeah but I don't love him, the bastard lied to me repeatedly." She said into Sydney's microphone hugging me around the waist, as I turned pink for a second. "I love Spike." "Aww this breaking story takes a strange turn. Return to channel 6 after these commercials." She said to the camera before turning to me. "What the hell" "CHURCH!" The whole chapel yelled. "What is going on here?" Sydney corrected her self asking me the question and looking at Faye in her wedding dress hugging me an alleged mad bomber. If I where her I would have been asking the same question. "Well Sydney I have a story to tell you and the rest of Mars. I am not what you think. I ain't a crazy wack bomber! I'm just a guy who would go to jail to save the woman he loves." I told her with all the compassion I could muster as my words echoed behind me. Faye looked behind me at our picture. "What?" Sydney asked in disbelief. "Are you telling me that you only admitted to killing over a thousand people to save a woman?" She asked her voice full of disbelief. "Yes that's exactly it. You see my *cough* friend over here rigged the bomb to explode instead of implode, it would have just a normal gangsta war, but he let his jealously control him. So then he came to me and threatened to kill Faye if I didn't admit to being the bomber. So I had to. Then he told Faye I was dead and got her to say yes to marriage." I told her as she sat down, "Stay tuned." she breathed as she looked up at Faye. "I guess you're like the Helen of Troy of our generation Miss Faye." She told Faye. Faye turned slightly pink realizing what she meant by that. "Umm hello again this is Sydney here with the latest breaking news that you won't get anywhere else. Mr. Spiegel is NOT the bomber the entire planet thought he was." I couldn't believe it I was actually going to get my name cleared I could actually go off and live a happy live with Faye for the rest of my life. No more syndicate, no more death, all happiness. But then I was pulled back to reality when Sydney asked for proof. "Mr. Spiegel while I believe your story do you have any proof?" She asked looking at me.
"Actually Sydney I do!" I said as Vicious stood up and looked at me. "You better not show that tape Spiegel or else you incriminate you self as an accomplish." Vicious said so only Faye and I could hear. I looked a him knowing he was right but I couldn't let him get away. I looked over at Mao who was grinning from ear to ear at me. I cocked an eyebrow as he mouthed two sweet words. "Beneficial Proof." He winked. I could have hugged him but I was kinda in a struggle with Vicious at the moment. "That's a chance I'm willing to take Vicious." I said punching him in the jaw causing him to whirl around metting his new home again, the carpeted ground of the alter. "Would stop doing that!" He said standing up again. "Hey you drew blood bas- " I stopped myself from swearing pointing to my throat. "Hey I think you broke my nose!" He yelled back. "HA! Whimp!" I said like a second grader as Vicious turned red and tackled me. "Ahhhhhhh! Get off Vicious." I yelled trying to punch him but he had his hands around my neck like that day when he made me confess. "Ha, you can't help repeating old acts can you Vicious!" I said as he let go remembering. He gasped getting off me. "Shut up Spike!" he yelled as Zang wheeled the T.V. forward with the projector. I took it off the stand and placed it on the floor. I took the tape Mao had given me and put it in the virtual projector. I stood up and smiled at Faye as she hit the play button with her long white high heal. Suddenly a huge image of Vicious working on the bombs alone flew through the glass ceiling so everyone could see. It also played on the television and the cameraman zoomed in on it. Vicious gaped in horror as the recordings sound caught up with the image. He was screwed!
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An: okay I hope ya liked this chapy! I can't wait to see what happens next! Muwahahhhahhahah she why it's beneficial proof. Next chapter: Can You Handle The Truth?
An: Teehee! I don't own anything but my "wicked" , as many have described it, plot! Oh yeah Miss Blooknaburg I add more of the preacher dude for ya, you might not like him as much sorry, I don't know why but whateva! Teehee _~ I'm once again sorry if it's too short but suspense I must have!
*Beneficial Proof*
I whirled around with Faye as Vicious looked up still holding his stomach. The preacher looked over our shoulders. "Mao? Mao!" He said as Mao approached the alter smiling joyously. "Zang?" he asked looking at the preacher behind us. "Huh?" I asked as Mao and the preacher hugged. "So this is what you gave up the life for eh?" Mao asked patting Zang on the back. "Yup so, do you have a role to play in this deadly love triangle?" he asked motioning to Vicious, Faye and my self. "Well you could say they are all my employees." Mao said as Zang looked at us like he suddenly understood. "So ya'll gangstas eh?" Zang asked nudging my arm as I looked at him freaked out. "Yeah." I said looking at Mao questioningly. "I've got the tape!" he said holding up a small black tape. "Great!" I said grabbing it. I turned to Zang and asked him if he had a projector. "Yeah sure, let me go get it." He said hobbling off into a back room. "Vicious your going to get what you deserve." I told him as he stood up. Faye walked over to his side slapping him hard on the back. "Pay back's a bitch. Eh Spike?" she said looking at me as Vicious fell to his knees again. "Yup!" I said grinning as the whole chapel started to stir when all the sudden blue and red lights started flashing out side the blue tinted glass. "Shhhh. 'can't swear in church.'hhh." I turned to Faye as she looked up at the glass ceiling. "What?" I asked as she looked at me grinning. "I've got an idea." She told me grinning as Vicious stood back up.
Zang came back from the backroom of the chapel with a small virtual projector and a T.V. on a stand that rolled. "You might want to look at this." He said turning on the television. On the screen was a fake blond smiling as she babbled on about how you could get firmer abs in 30 days. Zang turned red and laughed nervously. "Wrong channel." He changed it to a man in a dark suit sitting at a news counter. "We have just heard that the Draco Bomber has taken an entire wedding party hostage! Here is Sydney live from St. Mary's Cathedral." He said as the screen switched to the out side of the Cathedral. Faye looked at me and grabbed my hand in hers when a woman came on the screen. "Thanks Dave. On one note I just saw several snowflakes but they seem to only be focused on this area. Anyway I'm Sydney here outside the St. Mary's Cathedral where a poor couple's wedding was suddenly interrupted when the man who bombed the Draco Building objected. Could there be more behind this story than a crazy bomber? We'll see when we come back with a special inter view!" "INTERVIEW! Sydney what are you thinking we don't uh oh." Dave said as Sydney just smiled. "CUT!" she yelled before it flashed to a commercial. "What the.what are they thinking?" Mao asked as I heard a click of a door. I spun around as the brunet Sydney walked in fallowed by a cameraman. I let my gun drop as they froze. "Mr. Spiegel?" She asked stepping forward and reaching the alter after several steps. She looked at Faye holding my hand and a rather disheveled Vicious. "Miss are you alright?" She asked Faye as the T.V. went from commercial to Faye. She looked at the camera terrified; Faye is a little camera shy I guess. She buried her head behind my shoulder and muttered a faint "Yes." As Vicious stepped in front of me. "I'M ON T.V.!" he yelled getting close to the camera. "OH SHUT UP VICIOUS!" Faye said recovering her normal attitude and shoving him off camera to the ground again.
"Wait a sec isn't he your fiancé?" Sydney asked pointing to Vicious. "Well yeah but I don't love him, the bastard lied to me repeatedly." She said into Sydney's microphone hugging me around the waist, as I turned pink for a second. "I love Spike." "Aww this breaking story takes a strange turn. Return to channel 6 after these commercials." She said to the camera before turning to me. "What the hell" "CHURCH!" The whole chapel yelled. "What is going on here?" Sydney corrected her self asking me the question and looking at Faye in her wedding dress hugging me an alleged mad bomber. If I where her I would have been asking the same question. "Well Sydney I have a story to tell you and the rest of Mars. I am not what you think. I ain't a crazy wack bomber! I'm just a guy who would go to jail to save the woman he loves." I told her with all the compassion I could muster as my words echoed behind me. Faye looked behind me at our picture. "What?" Sydney asked in disbelief. "Are you telling me that you only admitted to killing over a thousand people to save a woman?" She asked her voice full of disbelief. "Yes that's exactly it. You see my *cough* friend over here rigged the bomb to explode instead of implode, it would have just a normal gangsta war, but he let his jealously control him. So then he came to me and threatened to kill Faye if I didn't admit to being the bomber. So I had to. Then he told Faye I was dead and got her to say yes to marriage." I told her as she sat down, "Stay tuned." she breathed as she looked up at Faye. "I guess you're like the Helen of Troy of our generation Miss Faye." She told Faye. Faye turned slightly pink realizing what she meant by that. "Umm hello again this is Sydney here with the latest breaking news that you won't get anywhere else. Mr. Spiegel is NOT the bomber the entire planet thought he was." I couldn't believe it I was actually going to get my name cleared I could actually go off and live a happy live with Faye for the rest of my life. No more syndicate, no more death, all happiness. But then I was pulled back to reality when Sydney asked for proof. "Mr. Spiegel while I believe your story do you have any proof?" She asked looking at me.
"Actually Sydney I do!" I said as Vicious stood up and looked at me. "You better not show that tape Spiegel or else you incriminate you self as an accomplish." Vicious said so only Faye and I could hear. I looked a him knowing he was right but I couldn't let him get away. I looked over at Mao who was grinning from ear to ear at me. I cocked an eyebrow as he mouthed two sweet words. "Beneficial Proof." He winked. I could have hugged him but I was kinda in a struggle with Vicious at the moment. "That's a chance I'm willing to take Vicious." I said punching him in the jaw causing him to whirl around metting his new home again, the carpeted ground of the alter. "Would stop doing that!" He said standing up again. "Hey you drew blood bas- " I stopped myself from swearing pointing to my throat. "Hey I think you broke my nose!" He yelled back. "HA! Whimp!" I said like a second grader as Vicious turned red and tackled me. "Ahhhhhhh! Get off Vicious." I yelled trying to punch him but he had his hands around my neck like that day when he made me confess. "Ha, you can't help repeating old acts can you Vicious!" I said as he let go remembering. He gasped getting off me. "Shut up Spike!" he yelled as Zang wheeled the T.V. forward with the projector. I took it off the stand and placed it on the floor. I took the tape Mao had given me and put it in the virtual projector. I stood up and smiled at Faye as she hit the play button with her long white high heal. Suddenly a huge image of Vicious working on the bombs alone flew through the glass ceiling so everyone could see. It also played on the television and the cameraman zoomed in on it. Vicious gaped in horror as the recordings sound caught up with the image. He was screwed!
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An: okay I hope ya liked this chapy! I can't wait to see what happens next! Muwahahhhahhahah she why it's beneficial proof. Next chapter: Can You Handle The Truth?