That Brunette Chick
This is written purely for the enjoyment of myself and my friends, as there are a few inside jokes.It's going to turn into a really long story...
As all stories begin, one must be introduced to the characters. Mine centers on a girl by the name of Jessica Lee Abraham, since I know her well. She never liked her name for exception of the last part. Jessica was such an upbeat and rather common name, two things she was just not very much of. Lee was just plain bad and had no flair at all, so all she was left with was Abraham. It was fitting, but all is not in a name. For a girl of 18, she knew much of how the world worked and was a little disgusted with it, but learned to find the beauty. She considered herself nothing special, just another brunette chick that had enough going for her to get her through life.
"DC!" exclaimed Eric, "We'll go to DC!"
"But we live right next to it, Dad…its rather sad," Jessica said with dishearten.
"I know, I'm really sorry but I have been so busy and I really did mean to take you some where nice for your last Spring Break in high school, but things come up…ya know?"
"It's fine. I'm sure we'll have fun. My only condition is that we at least get to see the dinosaurs at the Smithsonian." Eric began to inject, but Jessica continued. "And yes, I know we have seen them about 5 billion times, but I like them."
"That's fine. We'll go on Friday. You'll have to see the Hope Diamond when we are there. I hear it's beautiful!"
"Yea, whatever," Jessica said in a tone to put the subject to rest. She wasn't excited at all to go to D.C. and be bothered by all the tourists and have to walk her ass every where. Since November 2001 she had slowly lost the excitement about the world around her and became slightly bitter. She hid it well, though, and never had a friend see what she had become.
"D.C!" exclaimed Lupin, "We're going to D.C!"
"What the hell is in D.C that has you all excited?" said a sarcastic voice lying on the couch.
"The friggin' Hope Diamond, man! Listen, if I'm going to make a name for myself as the greatest thief, I need to begin with something huge. I can't just go for some old fart's 401K, now can I? I have a bad name to hold up!" smirked Lupin.
"That's a very noble aspiration, Lupin, but such an undertaking is quite risky. The U.S is under constant terrorist watch, especially in a place like Washington D.C." remarked the samurai in the corner as he cleaned his katana, "There will be no easy getting in and out. I surmise you have a plan?"
"That I do, and the terrorist route is along the lines of what I'm thinking of. No, don't worry, I'm not planning on killing anyone, but I do plan to exploit their fear," Lupin said with a chuckle.
What would become a legacy began that night. The Lupin III gang had been assembled from a chance meeting concerning a scroll. Lupin III, the grandson of the great Arsene Lupin was out to make a name for himself in the thievery business. Though he was one of the most brilliant men alive, he had a great weakness for pretty women, which constantly got him into trouble. The man on the couch was Daisuke Jigen, a gunman from a Chicago mob. He smoked and drank heavily, almost borderline alcoholic, but had built up a resistance over the years. He was sarcastic, quick in whit, and unlike Lupin had a great distrust of women. Jigen was Lupin's best friend though, and was loyal to a tee. Finally there was Goemon Ishikawa. A samurai of the old code, Goemon was all about honor and duty. He never let it seem to get in the way of his escapades of stealing with Lupin, though. Possessing a very dry personality, he rarely ever cracked a joke, but his ability with the katana was incomparable. Together, the three men meant to make a name and a ton of money for themselves. They were all still very young, early twenties, but their escapades would continue for years to come.
"We certainly picked the best day for this," mumbled Jessica under her breath. She and her dad emerged from the Metro station and proceeded to walk their way in the rain to the Smithsonian. She channeled some past experiences in being a Drum Major and walked with a purpose so as to speak. Jessica hated the cold – it reminded her of only pain. When the two finally got to their destination, Jessica asked leave of her father and instead of waiting for an answer she just left. Eric knew she just rather be alone.
"Man, I'm glad this is an inside job, it's raining so friggin' much Noah is getting another ark ready," grumbled Jigen.
"I know, but this is the time and place," Lupin remarked and then looking around added, "this looks perfect." They had been waiting all day for 1 PM to roll around as it was the guard's lunch break and the rookies were called in to watch the diamond. "They'll never know what hit them."
"Uh, Lupin, we have company…" Goemon remarked and pointed towards the door. It was Inspector Zenigata. He had been on Lupin's case since the thief started doing small crimes in Japan. Zenigata got a tip that Lupin was thinking of stepping into the family business and was going to start with the Hope Diamond. For being rather silly, he was as sharp as a whip sometimes.
"Shit…we're going to have to step up the time table on this thing; Goemon go get the car ready now – we'll be out soon."
At that moment, Jessica walked in to see the great Hope Diamond her dad had been talking about. She wandered slowly over to the case to catch a glimpse and had to admit it was rather pretty. But like many things, Jessica lost interest in it and began to gaze through the glass container to the other side. Three men stood together. Her attention was grabbed when one suddenly left with urgency. "He's dressed rather odd," Jessica thought to herself as the samurai left. Her eyes wandered back to the other two men who nonchalantly glanced around the room. She was rather suspicious of men since her last encounter with them was less than disastrous. The one in the red coat (Lupin) looked just like the man whom she hated, the other in the black fedora looked as sullen as she felt. She couldn't help but smile at the shared distaste of the place.
Jessica's glances didn't go unnoticed. While scanning the room the two men picked up on the stares of the brown-haired girl.
"I think we have ourselves an audience," said Jigen.
"Yea, I see her too. She must be looking at me man; I'm irresistible to the ladies. In fact, she's not bad looking at all!"
"Hey, pull yourself together, this is no time to get all gaga over some brunette chick," the gunman snapped. At that moment the two thieves stopped at the sudden sight of the serious girl's smile. It was directly at Jigen. He blushed, but pulled down his hat so that his colleague never saw.
"We need to go into action now. Zenigata is getting close," said Lupin with sudden sternness. From his pocket he produced a small gadget with a button on it, which he firmly pressed.
Suddenly a loud voice was heard all over the museum stating: "I am here as a messenger for Allah. Because of your capitalistic ways, everyone in this building will die for the sins your country has committed." Shear chaos broke lose, which is what the gang had hoped for. The room containing the Hope Diamond was suddenly an area of pure panic in which people were getting shoved everywhere. In the midst of the confusion, Zenigata got pushed towards the door screaming "LUPIN I KNOW YOU DID THIS!" Jessica got caught in the uproar as well, but did not manage to make her way to the door. Instead she got smashed to the floor and trampled on by the panicking museum goers. When the room had cleared out, Lupin had successfully secured the diamond, but as he made his way to the door he noticed his brunette audience on the floor.
"Crap, I knew there would be chaos, but I didn't mean for this to happen. We can't just leave her here. No one will go into this building for fear of being blown up. She'll just die lying there."
"Listen, I'm not going to just leave a girl to die either, you get the jewel, I'll get the chick, but we need to go right now!" Though the gunman knew it was a terrible idea to bring another person into the mix, he had to go against his better judgment – something he rarely did.
Through the back door they escaped with the last few people escaping the "terrorized" building. During the confusion, they slipped into the waiting car with some expected and unexpected luggage.
"Man, we just made this whole job a hell of a lot more complicated," Jigen mumbled staring down at the unconscious girl in his lap. "Why did you have to smile at me?" he thought…
