Suggested song: Nuguns-System of a Down
Lesson #3: Never try to run away with a whole lotta illegal drugs...or you will die.
The road was empty, or so they thought.
The pickup was relativly easy, despite they were short one bag "due to extreme circumstances. Despite the fact that Al was trying in vain to not sniff as blood threatened to pour out a nostril, and despite the fact that both of their pupils were obviously pinpoints. But Big Jake had taken mercy on them for the fact that this "flour" was the best of the best.He had thrown all ten bags to his scrawny companion, and with a snap of his fingers Al and Dewey had drove off in fear of him changing his mind.
It has always been like this. They feared him, his companion feared him, the whores feared him...shit even their golden toothed, floppy hat pimps feared him. He had the guns, the moeny and the will to shoot whoever threatened his existance, no matter who they were. He had a heart somewhat...he gave to charity when the pigs got suspicious and started to sniff around. He wanted to kill them(what drug dealer doesn't think about this?) but shit, killing a cop would get him fucking forty...fifty years at the very least. Who knows who would take over? Besides, he would miss the sluts that came begging for a good hard fuck and the coke...which one he would miss more he didn't know.
He turned to his driver, and scowled.
"Remind me the next time we buy from those mother fuckers, we shoot their asses. Fucking stoke out on me, and think they can fucking think I'm a mother fucking nice guy.And for fuck's sake man, try not to act like you're about to piss your pants.They fuck up, they get fucked up.Mercy for the weak you know?" he grinned widely and smacked his shivering companion lightly on the face. "Mother fucking Darwin or some shit.Kill off the weak fuckers and leave in the good strong studs, like us...well more like me naw I'm just playing ya."
He turned back, and ran his hand lightly over the bags. Just couldn't wait to bring it, chop it and taste sweet sweet candy.....
"HEY YOU!"
He jerked around to stare at his companion, who looked pale.
"What the fuck was that?You hear that?"
The scrawny man looked quickly to his right, and stared out the window with a small squeak.Big Jake tried to peer out as well, but found it impossibly due to the danger of dropping the bags....and he was too fat but he didn't want to admit it.
"Oh shizz..." the companion said weakly.
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"READY HEINKEL?" Yumiko shouted over the roar of the car's engine.
"READY!"
Heinkel leaped over the seat and fitted herself into the crook of Anderson's arm.
"Okay Yumiko! Slow down and drive up directly to the bumper of the car! Try not to ram into it!"
"Ita vero Father!"
"Heinkel....one...."
Yumiko slowed down and began to speed up slightly to the bumper....
"two..."
One foot away......
"THREE!"
Anderson scooped up Heinkel and threw her upwards onto the roof of the car, and grabbed the wheel.
"If you need help, just say so!"He shouted as Yumiko scurried to the back seat and he slid into the driver's seat.
Heinkel smiled and crouched down low, gun ready.
"Oh yea...come to mommy Jakey."
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"WHAT THE HELL?!!!" Jake yelled when he spotted the top removed car speeding next to theirs.He pulled out his gun and trained it on the priest.
"JAKE! It's a fucking priest man!"
"I'm going to Hell anyway so who's stopping me?!"
Jake pulled back the trigger and shot once at his target. The priest slumped, and Jake let out a hoarse laugh as the car swerved away.
"See you chickenshit?" He smacked his companion hard. "Fucking pussy."
He was about to put the gun away, when he heard the clomp of feet on the roof.
"Awwwwww shit, now I have to deal with this bitch too?" He listened closely to the feet, and with careful precision, placed it the gun's barrel point where he wanted it.
"Fucking punkass asshole."
Heinkel screamed once as the bullet entered her foot, and she resisted the urge to grab it and jump up and down on the roof. She watched in horror as blood began to seep out from the hole on top of her boot, and groaned. She reluctantly thrusta finger into the bloody hole, and felt around for the bullet.
"You asshole." she whispered as she felt the bullet lodged deeply in her foot.
Big Jake pull the gun away, and cursed in disgust as blood came through the bullet. hole in the roof.
"SHIT now it's getting all over me!" He grabbed his companion's sleeve and began to wipe away the face.
*THUMP*
"YOU FUCKING ELEPHANT COCK SUCKER! YOU SHOT MY FOOT! I'LL KILL YOU! THESE BOOTS COST ME A SANDWICH AND FIFTY DOLLARS!"
Big Jake pressed himself back against the seat as the screaming priest rode the hood of the car.
"FUCK! She has a gun!"
Heinkel smiled despite the spreading pain in her foot, and pressed the gun against the window.
"All the saints be with you. AAAAAAMMMEEEEN!"
Big Jake's brains splashed all over the half-crazed companion, who struggled for the gun Big Jake still clutched. Heinkel's smile turned down a little.
"Aw.....and I was going to let you live."
She shrugged and pulled back the trigger.Suddenly, her head whipped to the side and the dealer followed her gaze...to the priest with the smoking bullet hole in his head.
"Holy mother of fuck fuck fuckity fuck...what are you guys?!"
Heinkel turned her head smoothly to the wide eyed man.
"We're Iscariot.....the instruments of divine justice and punishment.Our mission....is to those who disobey God....is to eliminate them to the last bit of flesh...and you my friend, made God REALLY pissed off....I think you know what happens now."
"Fu-"
"HEINKEL YOU IDIOT!"
"WHAT?!"
"HOW ARE YOU GOING TO STOP THE CAR FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND HIS SON!!!???"
"....oh yea."
The priest stuck her hand through the shattered glass, wincing as her uncovered fingers brushed the sharp edges and gore from the stump of the neck of what used to hold a head.
She tried to steer it, but the man's hands still held the wheel and made it impossible to steer. Growing desperate, she shot at the man's hands to try and remove them, but the car's mvement jarred her aim.She turned her frightened face to the two in the car.
"I CAN'T! DO SOMETHING!"
Anderson sighed, and revved up the engine.
"Father, what are you going to do?"
"Something. Yumiko, get into the front with me, crouch down into this corner near my feet...there's a good girl. Now you're going to feel a jar and a cruch but ignore those and listen to me."
The nun quickly obeyed, and Alexander gave the wheel a sharp turn when the car's bumper's were even......
Heinkel clung to the car's shattered windshield, ignoring the rivulets of blood running down her hands, as it's front ran into the passenger side of their car.
"JUMP HEINKEL!"
She waited until it had slowed down enough for her to leap and roll onto the road, and watched as Anderson grabbed Yumiko and shoved themselves out. They crawled their way to each other, and Heinkel again felt the sharp reminder of the bullet in her foot.
"Fuccccckkkk..."
They finally grouped, and sat up to stare as the cars burst into flame and stop.The smell of gas, cooking flesh and oil mingled and carried itself ona breeze heading their way. Yumiko cringed, and turned to Heinkel.
"And you thought I smelled bad." she joked weakly.
Heinkel smile crookedly back, and shook her head. She pried off her boot, and tried not to gag when she saw the gaping bone exposed wound in the middle of the arch of her foot.Looking up again, she stared at the fireball of flame.
"Least I'm not one of them" she muttered as she dipped her finger in the blood.
Anderson drew himself up, and winced as he held his stomach.
"The next time Yumiko, don't kick me in the stomach.We need to get out of here...if they find us we'll be surely blamed."
"Uh....Anderson..We ARE to blame."
"Never the less...if they should find us, Maxwell will know...and God knows what will happen." He reached out a hand and pulled Yumiko up.He held his hand out expectantly to Heinkel, who shook her head.
"Wait...."
She took a deep breath, and stuck her finger deeply inside the hole, and drew out a finger. Making a large A, she dipped her finger in a again and again...until she had her sign done.
"Okay...now I'm ready."
They were barely far enough to escape when the police sirens sounded.
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They called them now the Little Evils of Kindness.
The newspaper had reported the deaths of Big Jake, a notorious drug dealer, who was killed in a car accident along with a unknown male companion.The car was found rammed into another car with the top sawn off, whose occupants were yet to be found.
There were no survivors, and yet another AMEN was found...this time written in blood.The blood will be tested and see if there are any matching records.
Mere chance has been eliminated.
A search squad has been sent out to deal with the killers.
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Maxwell dropped the paper, and stared into the darkness of his office.
"So....they think they will get away with this...they think they can defy me for so long...this is the end Enrique.For too long...."
"Sir..what about teh blood samples?"
Maxwell smirked."They won't find anything of the sort dear Enrique...not with the proper.....present?"
"But sir...what are we going to do?"
The head priest placed his elbows on the desk, and leaned his chin on his enmeshed fingers.
"Send out search squads throughout the entire country.....and when you do find them Enrique, which I hope you do not fail to do and disappoint me..."
"No sir.....You will not have to worry."
"Find them...and kill all three of them."
Lesson #3: Never try to run away with a whole lotta illegal drugs...or you will die.
The road was empty, or so they thought.
The pickup was relativly easy, despite they were short one bag "due to extreme circumstances. Despite the fact that Al was trying in vain to not sniff as blood threatened to pour out a nostril, and despite the fact that both of their pupils were obviously pinpoints. But Big Jake had taken mercy on them for the fact that this "flour" was the best of the best.He had thrown all ten bags to his scrawny companion, and with a snap of his fingers Al and Dewey had drove off in fear of him changing his mind.
It has always been like this. They feared him, his companion feared him, the whores feared him...shit even their golden toothed, floppy hat pimps feared him. He had the guns, the moeny and the will to shoot whoever threatened his existance, no matter who they were. He had a heart somewhat...he gave to charity when the pigs got suspicious and started to sniff around. He wanted to kill them(what drug dealer doesn't think about this?) but shit, killing a cop would get him fucking forty...fifty years at the very least. Who knows who would take over? Besides, he would miss the sluts that came begging for a good hard fuck and the coke...which one he would miss more he didn't know.
He turned to his driver, and scowled.
"Remind me the next time we buy from those mother fuckers, we shoot their asses. Fucking stoke out on me, and think they can fucking think I'm a mother fucking nice guy.And for fuck's sake man, try not to act like you're about to piss your pants.They fuck up, they get fucked up.Mercy for the weak you know?" he grinned widely and smacked his shivering companion lightly on the face. "Mother fucking Darwin or some shit.Kill off the weak fuckers and leave in the good strong studs, like us...well more like me naw I'm just playing ya."
He turned back, and ran his hand lightly over the bags. Just couldn't wait to bring it, chop it and taste sweet sweet candy.....
"HEY YOU!"
He jerked around to stare at his companion, who looked pale.
"What the fuck was that?You hear that?"
The scrawny man looked quickly to his right, and stared out the window with a small squeak.Big Jake tried to peer out as well, but found it impossibly due to the danger of dropping the bags....and he was too fat but he didn't want to admit it.
"Oh shizz..." the companion said weakly.
--------------
"READY HEINKEL?" Yumiko shouted over the roar of the car's engine.
"READY!"
Heinkel leaped over the seat and fitted herself into the crook of Anderson's arm.
"Okay Yumiko! Slow down and drive up directly to the bumper of the car! Try not to ram into it!"
"Ita vero Father!"
"Heinkel....one...."
Yumiko slowed down and began to speed up slightly to the bumper....
"two..."
One foot away......
"THREE!"
Anderson scooped up Heinkel and threw her upwards onto the roof of the car, and grabbed the wheel.
"If you need help, just say so!"He shouted as Yumiko scurried to the back seat and he slid into the driver's seat.
Heinkel smiled and crouched down low, gun ready.
"Oh yea...come to mommy Jakey."
---------------
"WHAT THE HELL?!!!" Jake yelled when he spotted the top removed car speeding next to theirs.He pulled out his gun and trained it on the priest.
"JAKE! It's a fucking priest man!"
"I'm going to Hell anyway so who's stopping me?!"
Jake pulled back the trigger and shot once at his target. The priest slumped, and Jake let out a hoarse laugh as the car swerved away.
"See you chickenshit?" He smacked his companion hard. "Fucking pussy."
He was about to put the gun away, when he heard the clomp of feet on the roof.
"Awwwwww shit, now I have to deal with this bitch too?" He listened closely to the feet, and with careful precision, placed it the gun's barrel point where he wanted it.
"Fucking punkass asshole."
Heinkel screamed once as the bullet entered her foot, and she resisted the urge to grab it and jump up and down on the roof. She watched in horror as blood began to seep out from the hole on top of her boot, and groaned. She reluctantly thrusta finger into the bloody hole, and felt around for the bullet.
"You asshole." she whispered as she felt the bullet lodged deeply in her foot.
Big Jake pull the gun away, and cursed in disgust as blood came through the bullet. hole in the roof.
"SHIT now it's getting all over me!" He grabbed his companion's sleeve and began to wipe away the face.
*THUMP*
"YOU FUCKING ELEPHANT COCK SUCKER! YOU SHOT MY FOOT! I'LL KILL YOU! THESE BOOTS COST ME A SANDWICH AND FIFTY DOLLARS!"
Big Jake pressed himself back against the seat as the screaming priest rode the hood of the car.
"FUCK! She has a gun!"
Heinkel smiled despite the spreading pain in her foot, and pressed the gun against the window.
"All the saints be with you. AAAAAAMMMEEEEN!"
Big Jake's brains splashed all over the half-crazed companion, who struggled for the gun Big Jake still clutched. Heinkel's smile turned down a little.
"Aw.....and I was going to let you live."
She shrugged and pulled back the trigger.Suddenly, her head whipped to the side and the dealer followed her gaze...to the priest with the smoking bullet hole in his head.
"Holy mother of fuck fuck fuckity fuck...what are you guys?!"
Heinkel turned her head smoothly to the wide eyed man.
"We're Iscariot.....the instruments of divine justice and punishment.Our mission....is to those who disobey God....is to eliminate them to the last bit of flesh...and you my friend, made God REALLY pissed off....I think you know what happens now."
"Fu-"
"HEINKEL YOU IDIOT!"
"WHAT?!"
"HOW ARE YOU GOING TO STOP THE CAR FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND HIS SON!!!???"
"....oh yea."
The priest stuck her hand through the shattered glass, wincing as her uncovered fingers brushed the sharp edges and gore from the stump of the neck of what used to hold a head.
She tried to steer it, but the man's hands still held the wheel and made it impossible to steer. Growing desperate, she shot at the man's hands to try and remove them, but the car's mvement jarred her aim.She turned her frightened face to the two in the car.
"I CAN'T! DO SOMETHING!"
Anderson sighed, and revved up the engine.
"Father, what are you going to do?"
"Something. Yumiko, get into the front with me, crouch down into this corner near my feet...there's a good girl. Now you're going to feel a jar and a cruch but ignore those and listen to me."
The nun quickly obeyed, and Alexander gave the wheel a sharp turn when the car's bumper's were even......
Heinkel clung to the car's shattered windshield, ignoring the rivulets of blood running down her hands, as it's front ran into the passenger side of their car.
"JUMP HEINKEL!"
She waited until it had slowed down enough for her to leap and roll onto the road, and watched as Anderson grabbed Yumiko and shoved themselves out. They crawled their way to each other, and Heinkel again felt the sharp reminder of the bullet in her foot.
"Fuccccckkkk..."
They finally grouped, and sat up to stare as the cars burst into flame and stop.The smell of gas, cooking flesh and oil mingled and carried itself ona breeze heading their way. Yumiko cringed, and turned to Heinkel.
"And you thought I smelled bad." she joked weakly.
Heinkel smile crookedly back, and shook her head. She pried off her boot, and tried not to gag when she saw the gaping bone exposed wound in the middle of the arch of her foot.Looking up again, she stared at the fireball of flame.
"Least I'm not one of them" she muttered as she dipped her finger in the blood.
Anderson drew himself up, and winced as he held his stomach.
"The next time Yumiko, don't kick me in the stomach.We need to get out of here...if they find us we'll be surely blamed."
"Uh....Anderson..We ARE to blame."
"Never the less...if they should find us, Maxwell will know...and God knows what will happen." He reached out a hand and pulled Yumiko up.He held his hand out expectantly to Heinkel, who shook her head.
"Wait...."
She took a deep breath, and stuck her finger deeply inside the hole, and drew out a finger. Making a large A, she dipped her finger in a again and again...until she had her sign done.
"Okay...now I'm ready."
They were barely far enough to escape when the police sirens sounded.
--------------------------
They called them now the Little Evils of Kindness.
The newspaper had reported the deaths of Big Jake, a notorious drug dealer, who was killed in a car accident along with a unknown male companion.The car was found rammed into another car with the top sawn off, whose occupants were yet to be found.
There were no survivors, and yet another AMEN was found...this time written in blood.The blood will be tested and see if there are any matching records.
Mere chance has been eliminated.
A search squad has been sent out to deal with the killers.
--------------------
Maxwell dropped the paper, and stared into the darkness of his office.
"So....they think they will get away with this...they think they can defy me for so long...this is the end Enrique.For too long...."
"Sir..what about teh blood samples?"
Maxwell smirked."They won't find anything of the sort dear Enrique...not with the proper.....present?"
"But sir...what are we going to do?"
The head priest placed his elbows on the desk, and leaned his chin on his enmeshed fingers.
"Send out search squads throughout the entire country.....and when you do find them Enrique, which I hope you do not fail to do and disappoint me..."
"No sir.....You will not have to worry."
"Find them...and kill all three of them."
