The Hitman.
Author's note: Fair warning this has some foul language and other things not ment for children. This fic is going to get bloody as well. Lots will be unsaid in this chapter but fear not all will be explained as the fic goes on.
Chapter 1: Reminiscing on the Job.
I sat in my car waiting for the time to come. Timing is everything in this job. My best friend and partner is watching the clock to signal me when its time to go. I just sit back and listen to the classical music and I remember how I used to be.
I was 18 when it happened. I was at home prepairing to tell my mom the big news.
Pikachu signals me it time. I hit the button on my Mercedes and the licence plate swiches on both the front and the back. I place the car in gear and slowly drive my car out of the parking garage I've been parked in for the last hour. As I casually Drive to the auction house in Virmillion I again see that fateful day.
Misty, my beautiful beloved Misty, came up to my room.
"Hey Ash."
I give my now fiancé a quick kiss on her lips "Hey Beautiful, you ready?
"Yep. You have the ring right?"
"Yes. I'll show it to both of you when I get down there."
I'm about to Reach the Auction house. I casually pull up to the front when alarms sound. Three armed masked men step out and approach my car. I frown. There is only supposed to be two. I hate it when they change the plan. They open up the back doors and slide in the back.
The first one in speaks "Come on lets go!"
"I'm sorry. I can't do that."
"Why the fuck not?"
"You changed the plan. We had an agreement. Two passengers no more than 300 Lbs. There are Three of you. Rule number 3 never break or change the agreement."
"Listen you're the damn Transporter. You're paid to drive. Now Drive damn it!"
Typical he just dosen't understand my position. I guess I'll have to explain it. "You don't see. This is a precision machine. I had to optimize the shocks for the weight for maximum performance. If there is a change in the wieght I can't drive as well to get away from the cops. Who at this moment are approaching quickly. Every advantage counts you see."
Stupidly he gets angry. He pulls his gun and points it at my head. "Listen Fuckhead DRIVE or I shoot you. You get paid and we're all happy. You don't I shoot you and I have Pe..."
"No names thats rule number two."
"I have my friend drive. He's a damn good driver and you get jack shit."
"If you did you'd get nowhere with out the pass key. Not to mention Pikachu here would Shock you to death before you could even get to the front."
My companion nods and his cheeks spark "Pikachu"
"So I'm afraid one of you have to go."
The man looks at the bag in his lap. Then to his friend. "Sorry." He quickly shoots the man in the head. Great now I have to clean up the blood.
"Do you mind I just had the leather conditioned." The middle passanger opens the door and pushes the dead thug out. He slides over and buckles in.
"Come on Drive I see them I see the cops coming!"
I floor the gas and quickly drive out into traffic.
There are four police cruisers chasing me. All seem to be competent drivers. No match for me though.
I weave on both sides of the road. I lose one when it hits a civilian car, but two more show up to replace it. Now its getting to be a challenge.
I duck into a side street down-shifting and up-shifting faster than is supposed to be possible in this vehicle. Thankfully I've modified this car quite a bit. I run through a busy intersection avoiding every car in the way. Again the cursed day plages me.
I'm back in my room opening a drawer. Inside is a small velvet box. I open it up inside is the engagement Ring I'm giving Misty. The sapphire is the same aqua blue as her eyes. Its mounted on a platinum ring. It was expensive to say the least but its beauty was nothing compared to hers.
Damn the flashback costs me big. Damn cops actually manage to surround me on a bridge. I skid sideways to a stop on the middle of this narrow bridge. The annoying voice of that thug in the back calls out again. "You dumb fuck you just got us all caught." I'm afraid he's right. Then I see salvation.
A car carrier truck is about to pass under the bridge. If I time it right I can land in the empty spot near the back. Put the car in gear and pull the hand break and floor the gas.
Wait for it.
Wait for it.
NOW!
I let go the break and launch the car off the bridge. I take an almost sadistic pleasure out of the screams of my passengers.
The car as planned of course lands on the truck in the empty slot. I reach back and borrow the stunned thugs gun. Pikachu knowing my plan hits the window switch as I do so. I lean out the window and easlily shoot lose the car behind me. It falls off the Truck giving me an escape route. I quickly throw the car in reverse and get off it.
I laugh as I escape what seemed to be a perfect trap.
An hour later I arrive at the drop off point.
The lead thug walks up to me with the envelope with my payment. I examine the contents and frown.
"There is more than there is supposed to be in the envelope."
"Yes take it. It's a bonus."
I frown again. "No rule three never change or break the agreement. Take it back."
"Well you see we want you to drive us to our plane so we can leave."
"Sorry that's not part of the agreement. Rule 3."
"Fuck the rule. You can break them."
"Rule one. Never break the rules."
"Fine fuck off. Steve you driving."
I pocket my pay, get in my car and drive off switching my plates back as I do so.
"Pikachu."
"Yeah I think their idiots too. Oh well. The dumb fucks paid well. We'll eat well tonight little buddy."
"PIKA!"
"You know this was the easiest job we've had in forever."
Pikachu just looked at me.
"Right false humility doesn't fit me. I am damn good at this shit."
Oh wait your probably wondering what my name is. My name is Ash "Snake" Plisken and I'm a hitman and a transporter.
To be Continued....