"Artemis's encounter"
By: Mike Schelt
Chap 1
"How much do you want?", asked Artemis. "Fifty thousand",responded a mans voice, harden and cold frome countless years of seeing bloodshead. "You said twenty-five last time we meet", "The stakes are higher now, so the price must go up as well." "Fine", Artemis said as he removed his check book from the sports jacket he was wearing, "Twenty five now" he said ripping the out the check, "and twenty five when the job is done", finished the shadowy figure.
After handing over the money Artemis took his leave. He would first swing by the office on his way home and finish up some things, he had told Butler. But for Artemis the office could be anywhere. He was a child of twelve, with a vocabulay that could match that of a collage english professor. He was about one hunded and ten pounds with five of them comming from the bullett proof vest he was wearing. With an excese of money which he had aquired in various and mostly illegal ways he had been able to hold on to the family mansion, Artemis had almost lost it last year when he managed to trick the faries out of a sizable amount of their gold.
About a hundred feet from the car he heard the gun go off, it had a sliencer on it, but to Artemis it was as loud as a bomb, after hearing Bulter fire his wepon so many times before. He felt the bullett clip the right side of his head, everything went black. Artemis knew how far he was from the car and made a mad dash to it. He heard the gun fire a second time, this time however he was lucky as the slug flew not an inch above his left shoulder. As he flung himself inside the auotmobile he yelled at the driver to step on it, unfourtunaly the driver had been forever slienced by the bullett that had missed Artemis, and was of no help. He felt around for the other door as he heard the foot steps comming closer. He knew that the man that had fired the wepon was an exlent shot, because he done excatly what Artemis would've expected Bulter to do, cripple the target, and shut of the escape route. If the man had wanted to kill him he could have easily done it with a single shot but this way he could get a ransome along with a kill. Artemis found the handle of the other door and slung it open and quickly jumped out. He felt his way long a wall until he found a door, he tried the handle but his luck was running out, it was locked. He kept on feeling against the wall, all the time the foot steps drawing nearer. He felt an opening, an ally maybe, and he ducked into it.
Reviews are very much welcomed, I'm counting one you to help me finish this story, thanks, ~mike
By: Mike Schelt
Chap 1
"How much do you want?", asked Artemis. "Fifty thousand",responded a mans voice, harden and cold frome countless years of seeing bloodshead. "You said twenty-five last time we meet", "The stakes are higher now, so the price must go up as well." "Fine", Artemis said as he removed his check book from the sports jacket he was wearing, "Twenty five now" he said ripping the out the check, "and twenty five when the job is done", finished the shadowy figure.
After handing over the money Artemis took his leave. He would first swing by the office on his way home and finish up some things, he had told Butler. But for Artemis the office could be anywhere. He was a child of twelve, with a vocabulay that could match that of a collage english professor. He was about one hunded and ten pounds with five of them comming from the bullett proof vest he was wearing. With an excese of money which he had aquired in various and mostly illegal ways he had been able to hold on to the family mansion, Artemis had almost lost it last year when he managed to trick the faries out of a sizable amount of their gold.
About a hundred feet from the car he heard the gun go off, it had a sliencer on it, but to Artemis it was as loud as a bomb, after hearing Bulter fire his wepon so many times before. He felt the bullett clip the right side of his head, everything went black. Artemis knew how far he was from the car and made a mad dash to it. He heard the gun fire a second time, this time however he was lucky as the slug flew not an inch above his left shoulder. As he flung himself inside the auotmobile he yelled at the driver to step on it, unfourtunaly the driver had been forever slienced by the bullett that had missed Artemis, and was of no help. He felt around for the other door as he heard the foot steps comming closer. He knew that the man that had fired the wepon was an exlent shot, because he done excatly what Artemis would've expected Bulter to do, cripple the target, and shut of the escape route. If the man had wanted to kill him he could have easily done it with a single shot but this way he could get a ransome along with a kill. Artemis found the handle of the other door and slung it open and quickly jumped out. He felt his way long a wall until he found a door, he tried the handle but his luck was running out, it was locked. He kept on feeling against the wall, all the time the foot steps drawing nearer. He felt an opening, an ally maybe, and he ducked into it.
Reviews are very much welcomed, I'm counting one you to help me finish this story, thanks, ~mike
