A/N: Hello everyone! Sorry for being MIA, but I've been quite occupied lately. You've probably heard of what's going on in Gaza at the moment. When you see your people dying on TV, its not a pleasant sight and I sorta stopped writing. However, I've been protesting a lot lately and I guess its making me feel better about the whole situation.. Anyways, If you have any questions don't be afraid to PM me
I do not own anything. And I did mention a few real locations in Baltimore, MD. I hope no body gets offended. I really don't know anything about Baltimore.
Caesar
"There he goes"
It was about five in the afternoon. We were currently shadowing Ed Wuncler the II, who was just about to leave his house. By we, I was referring to myself, Huey, Jazmine, Riley, Cindy, and Hiro.
I have to admit, the thought of meeting Cindy and Hiro was quite intriguing, and when I finally got the chance to, I was pleased. Cindy was basically white Sharkeisha, she was pretty intimidating. However, aside from that, she was pretty attractive. Maybe it's my hormones doing all the talking, but damn she was a fine one.
As for Hiro, he was basically Neo from The Matrix and Nujabes combined into one. I've listened to a beat of his on SoundCloud, and damn this kid was serious about his work. As for his hacking skills, I was bound to see what he was capable of doing once we reached Wuncler Inc.
Back to Ed the II; Huey had been aware that he would always leave his house around five, to where exactly? We weren't sure, but we were about to find out.
"Let's go."
Huey drove surreptitiously behind the white Mercedes-Benz. I was sitting shotgun while the rest of the gang were in the backseat, constantly bickering at each other. We had all planned to meet up with Huey at four, so that we'd be able to track down the location of his unethical experimenting detainees.
Once we got the 411 on that, we were going through with our operation. Insurrection, was what Huey called it. My thoughts were solemnly focused on just finding the building then getting the hell up outta there.
Ya'll should know, I'm not too fond of the police.
Huey
"He's headed towards I-395."I stated.
Driving my black Chevy Equinox, it was a quite of a challenge to not look suspicious. So I tried my best to keep a safe distance from Ed's Mercedes, however going on the freeway was making my task more difficult. Just fifteen minutes in and we began approaching Baltimore.
"Don't lose him man, we're in a shit-ton of traffic." stated Hiro
"I'm trying. I'm trying." I replied, keeping my eyes on the road
"We almost in Baltimore nigga. Just where is this guy exactly goin'?" asked Riley
"We're about to find out." I replied sternly
"Well I'm tired and hungry, how about a quick stop at 7/11 or some shit." whined Cindy. Hiro sighed and faced her "Cindy, I don't think we can do that right now. Look at all this traffic."
"Even if the roads were clear, I still wouldn't stop." I stated
Cindy scoffed, "But Huey!"
She was being ridiculous, I honestly didn't have time for this. "We need to stay behind Wuncler, I can't afford to lose him." I replied solemnly
Riley rolled his eyes, "We'll get something on the way back C-Murph.", he assured.
"Aiight. We better, I'm starvin' in this motherfucker"
I noticed that Jazmine remained the quietest out of everyone in the car. In fact, I don't recall her speaking at all, which isn't normal for her. My mind raced, but I didn't want to speak. If I were to intervene, everyone would start with a barrage of questions. I didn't want to deal with it at the moment. So I tried my best not to think about her.
However, my superego took charge, and I ended up glancing at my rear-view mirror for a second only to see her resting her arm on the window, absent-minded. I opened my mouth for a moment.
"Jazmine?"
My voice must have softened, because the entire car went from endless conversation to silence the minute I spoke. She snapped out of her thoughts and direct her vision towards the rear-view mirror.
"Hm?"
As words of concern were about to escape my mouth, I was beat to it by an obnoxious, sneering blonde, "Girl, why you so quiet?" She chuckled in a dismal manner and shrugged her shoulders, "Oh, I.. I don't know. Just,thinking."
"You nervous, aren't you?" asked Riley in a mocking voice "
Riley, shut up" Hiro scoffed.
"What?! I'm just sayin'! Look Jazmine, you don't gotta worry 'bout this. Young Reezy will make sure nothin' happens to ya."
I was genuinely astounded by Riley's compassion towards Jazmine, he must've been in a good mood or something.
She smiled. "Thanks Reezy."
"I got you."
I figured she was nervous, Jazmine was innocent and ethereal. In a way, I thought I was pushing her limits; I even disliked the idea of her coming along. However, she was adamant to go and refused to let it slip my mind. So I thought about it and came to a realization that in my humble opinion, I thought that she was capable of coming through with all of this. I guess sometimes you need to give people a little push, and whatever happens, happens.
Besides, I'd never let anything bad happen to her.
"Huey, he's speeding up!"
Caesar's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I quickly slid right onto West Conway Street.
We reached a red stoplight and unintentionally, I ended up right beside Ed the II.
Shit.
"Dont. Make. A. Sound." I whispered.
The gang caught up to what I was referring to and remained silent.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
I took a quick glance besides me, he had his windows opened and was shouting at someone, I recognized the headset he had pressed up to his ear. "What the fuck do you mean it was an accident? I don't give a damn! Just fix it!" He retorted
It seemed as if an eternity had passed until the light turned green; I finally made a left turn onto Light Street. I heard everyone exhale with relief.
"Shit Huey, we were mad close." said Caesar
"Hold up, is he going where I think he's going?!" exclaimed Hiro
"We on Greenmount Ave, nigga. Shit!" laughed Riley
"I am confused." spoke the Brooklyn native
"We're basically in the hood of Baltimore." replied Jazmine
"I see."
I was honestly puzzled, why on earth would a man like Ed Wuncler the II go to a neighborhood in such bad shape? Just where exactly is this company of his located at?
"Yo, what if he ain't even going to work?" asked Cindy
"Well, what the hell is he doing in Greenmount?"
"He could be visiting a friend, I'unno."
I rolled my eyes. As if Wuncler would bother coming all the way down to make friends here in Baltimore. Ed parked his car onto the side curb, this was our cue to get answers now. So, I made a left turn and parked not too far from him.
"Where you going?!" yelled Caesar
"Parking, we walk from here." I replied as I opened the door.
"But that's mad far." he whined, following me.
I stopped in my tracks and faced him "Caes."
"What?"
"Shut up."
I heard chuckles escape the mouths of Cindy, Riley, Hiro and Jazmine. Caesar went off on all of them, "Ya'll aint shit anyways!". We walked closer to Ed's car and noticed him going into an alleyway, then suddenly turning left. I gestured with my hand for the gang to stay close.
An average sized, dilapidated building came into sight. It was fortified from anomalous entree by a yellow hydraulic barrier controlled by two security officers. Both were white, tall, slightly muscular, and looked like they could be in their late thirties; completely opposed to the stereotypical 'Dan Stucky' officer look.
"There he goes." muttered Riley as we watched Ed walk effortlessly through those gates, the guards did not balk to take a good look at the man, they simply opened the barricade for him without hesitation.
Our plan was simple, we would get someone to distract the guards so that we could get inside. We left this job to Jazmine and Cindy. I assigned Riley to make sure that Hiro had no problems as he hacks into the security system and collects as much data as he can about this facility. Caesar was to accompany me as we search for victims of unethical human experimentation. He was also to stand guard and inform us all if anything didn't go according to plan. We all had handheld transceivers and receivers to accompany us throughout this procedure; courtesy of Cindy and what the internet and money can get you these days.
Jazmine and Cindy were purposely dressed provocatively to seduce the guards, this was not my idea. Unfortunately, everyone else voted against me knocking the guards out from the start. Riley was the one who came up with this idea, I disliked it and voted against it.
"No." I replied monotonously.
"Nigga chill. I think it'd actually work!"
"Riley we are not pimpin' out Jazmine and Cindy."
"Its not pimpin'! What else you suggest, McHater?"
"How about I jus-"
Riley scoffed before I even had a chance to continue my suggestion "Huey, we don't want anyone knowing we broke in! You can't just knock em out."
I rolled my eyes.
Caesar shrugged nonchalantly, "I think Riley's idea ain't bad."
I looked at him with disbelief, "Are you serious?!"
"Yeah, I mean c'mon, I know you ain't a fan of seein your girl looking all sexy for another man but-"
I glared at him.
"Its probably the only feasible way of getting past security without trouble."
"There has to be another way." I muttered underneath my breath
"Huey. They'll be fine." Caesar tried reassuring me.
"How do you know that?"
"Cause C-merph would beat the shit outta anybody that would try to fuck 'em over." stated Riley with pride.
Once he noticed what he'd said, he immediately corrected himself, "Not literally, of course."
Surprisingly, Riley was right. Cindy would not hesitate to beat the shit out of anyone that seemed shady to her. You didn't even have to tell her, she'd just do it on her own
"Fine, whatever." I grunted, but then thought for a moment. "but no hooker clothes, Riley."
"Nigga relax, I ain't askin them to dress like Cristal. We'll make 'em look professional this time."
Back at the scene, I looked towards Jazmine. She wore a tight fitted beige blazer over a white tank top that exorbitantly brought out her cleavage, she matched that with a white pencil skit that hugged her hips perfectly in a way that I simply wished I could just knock the two guards out myself. Her hair naturally hung down in beautiful loose curls, and lastly, she wore a pair of thick-framed black glasses as an added accessory.
Damn, I inwardly sighed.
"You ready?" I asked her ceremoniously
She smiled nervously and replied "Yes."
"Hell yeah, c'mon Jazzy lets show 'em what you got."
Cindy wore a black blazer, and tight slacks that brought out her figure entirely. She had her hair pinned up in a sock-bun and her bangs were let loose, she brought along a camera to make this whole thing seem more legit. I noticed Hiro, Riley and Caesar staring at the girls the entire time.
Jazmine blushed as she walked towards her partner in crime and approached the security bar. Hiro, Riley, Caesar and I hid behind a parked car nearby. Waiting for our cue.
"You better be right on this Riley."I muttered
"Don't worry, it'll work out." he replied
Jazmine POV
Cindy and I approached the guards of Wuncler's company. To say that I was nervous was an understatement. Cindy on the other hand, found this whole thing interesting and funny.
"Come on girl, you don't gotta be afraid!"
"I'm not. I just... What if something goes wrong?"
"It won't, but if it do, that's when we get ready to kick some ASS." she smiled cheerfully
I sighed. "All right, lets get this over with."
As we walked towards the guards. They noticed us quickly once they eyed us up and down. 'This better work.'
"May I help you young ladies?" He spoke via intercom
"Hello," Cindy began, seductively, "We're here from Allure Magazine, and we're here to interview two strong men for our weekly topic 'Rock Hard Guards' and we've been told that you two are the ones we need to talk to."
The security belt was opened and we stepped inside their glass booth, "We weren't informed that we would be interviewed," One of the guards said.
"That's because Mr. Ed Wuncler told us that you would be interested either way!" I explained, rather too quickly.
The guards looked at us, then at each other, a bit suspicious. That was when Cindy went close to one of the guards and touched his chest.
"My manager was right, you definitely got the looks for the magazine. I wouldn't be surprised if you're actually a model," she said, batting her eyelashes.
I took another deep breath, and stepped towards the second guard, "Which of course would disqualify us from actually interviewing you, since we're forbidden from taking model pictures. We need real security officers." I let the words come out of my mouth.
The guards were so distracted by us that they didn't even notice the boys run inside. Huey kept a stern eye on the guard, seeing if he was getting too close for comfort.
As if I wasn't embarrassed enough.
The other guard, named Joe, stuttered "N..No! We're not models, we're just average security guards..."
Cindy smirked seductively, "That's what we wanted to hear."
Riley POV
Seeing the girls lookin' all sexy and shit made it real hard for a nigga to focus. I thought I was bad, but when we ran through the gate, it was Huey who had his eyes on Jazmine the entire time.
Damn, that nigga musta caught feels or some shit. Maybe Caesar was right. 'Cause he looked like he was about to beat the shit outta that officer.
I had to admit, Jazmine looked sexy, but my attention was more focused on Cindy. I don't know what's been into me lately, but she be on a nigga's mind all the damn time.
The four of us went inside the warehouse, it looked mad creepy. Damn! It smelled like three day old trash mixed with rotten meat. Nasty. I clenched my fingers over my nostrils, I couldn't take it. "Yo, what the fuck is that smell?"
"Judging by the looks of this place, I wouldn't be surprised if they got dead bodies rotting underneath us." replied Hiro
McHater suddenly spoke, "Come on, let's just bear with this and keep walkin'"
Huey POV
The distinctive odor of rats and rusty nails filled the room as we walked onto the cracked linoleum. Basically, the place was filthy. Why on earth would Wuncler go to a place like this? And more importantly, where the hell did he go?
"Nothing in here either Huey." Caesar sighed as he and Hiro stepped out of a dark room carrying a flashlight.
We had entered several rooms, but the majority of them were empty; nothing in sight. All we had found were insignificant old newspapers and pamphlets that dated back to the late nineties
Riley groaned in frustration, "Ugh, can we get outta here!? We searched every single room! There ain't nothing in this place!"
"Not every room," I said as I pointed towards an old wooden door at the end of the corridor.
That door led us to a stairwell; it went all the way down to what looked like an underground bunker. From there, the four of us were taken by surprise.
The walls were tiled and polished; the place transformed its aroma from the smell of rotten meat, to the stinging and heavily scent of ammonia.
"What the hell?" gasped Hiro
Hiro POV
It wasn't just an underground bunker, it was a secret laboratory! We saw several men and women wearing white coats. Some of them were writing on their clipboards, others were engaging in conversation. I swear man, it felt like a damn movie. To be honest, everything in our lives felt like a damn movie... But this time it felt too extraordinary.
That damn Ed Wuncler was pretty slick, no one would ever believe that this run-down, raggedy ass warehouse in the hood of Baltimore was truly a secret underground facility! Who knows what kinda shit goes on down here.
Huey led us all down the staircase, where we carefully hid behind some sort of operating machine.
"Riley, go with Hiro and search the left side for any computers."
I nodded and motioned for Riley to follow me, he obeyed and pulled out his 9mm glock.
"Lets do this shit" He smirked.
The two of us quickly ran to the left side of the lab. To say were were lucky was an understatement, because the tech room was nearby. All we had to do was make sure no body was inside.
I grabbed my tablet and began setting up my jailbroken software in order to receive the proper data from these computers. Riley peeked slowly into the seethrough glass window. There were no workers in sight, this was our chance.
"Let's go." I commanded
We walked in and I spotted multiple screens, it appeared as if they were monitoring and controlling an atmospheric condition or something. I saw temperatures, but I also saw a rate speeding up. It was odd, and I wasn't really sure what these values were used for.
Trying to take my mind off the foreign readings, I quickly sat on a computer chair and connected my USB port to the screen. Within seconds, I had already gone through the system's firewall.
Now its time to collect some data.
"Nigga hurry! I think I heard footsteps!" whispered Riley
Promptly, I worked my magic on their fairly decent security system, I've managed to get a hold of all their /C/: files, but now all I gotta do is send them over to my USB and we're outta here.
Transferring Data |30 seconds left|
The sound of footsteps became louder, and I noticed my leg was shaking. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Transferring Data |13 seconds left|
Almost...
A muffled conversation was soon to be heard from outside the door, Riley ran to the door and held the gun up in the air, prepared to attack. "Hiro! Quit playin'! We gotta get the hell up outta 'ere!" he whisper-shouted
"It's almost done!"
Transferring Data |5 seconds left|
5. 4. 3. 2-BANG
It all happened in a flash.
Huey POV
"It seems to me that test subject number 325 and 230 haven't fully met the requirements of our examination."
"We've used drastic control measures and injected them with twice the amount of Hypoxisicn,adding more would possibly cause death and the formation of malignant tumor cells. Now, I don't recommend we go any further, it wou-"
"Goddamnit Felicia, I don't give a shit about what you recommend or not! Wuncler's in his office, and he's furious! Do you know what he'll do to both of us if we can't find at least one person that's capable of undergoing our procedures without any sorts of failure?!"
"David, we've tried this multiple times on both genders, and just about every race there can possibly be. Do you honestly think test subject 325 and 230 will be any different?!"
Caesar and I had let ourselves into an examination room; our investigation didn't last quite long, because we had to hide abruptly in a storage closet nearby. The two scientists walked in, presumably arguing about a failed test experiment. We listened in on their gruesome conversation, and it made me wonder, why are human beings capable of doing such barbaric things?
"That's why we must find out, Felicia." smirked David
Felicia rolled her eyes and sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'm on my way there right now."
"I'll come with, I need bring back some good news to that nutcase, Wuncler."
As the two scientists escaped the room, Caesar and I dashed outside the storage closet, both breathing frantically.
"Damn, I thought I was about to run outta oxygen in there!" exclaimed Caesar.
On the coat rack in the closet, I spotted a few lab coats and scrubs, I grabbed two and threw one to Caesar, it landed on his face. "Come on, put these on!"
"Aight! Aight! Jeez"
I tied my afro down and placed a surgeons cap over my head, as we both did with the mask over our faces. The two of us exited the room and headed down the hallway towards the direction Felicia and David walked to.
"It should be nearby" muttered Caesar
I looked to my left and saw David and Felicia standing outside a doorway, he entered a security code that I believe went something like 30824, I hoped my observation was correct. The metallic door opened and in the two scientists went.
I motioned for Caesar to quickly sneak inside, we both had managed to enter the place before the doors were shut.
As if it was an entirely different facility inside.
"Holy shit, Huey"
Jazmine POV
"And finally, in your opinion, what makes you qualified to be featured in this weeks article, Joe?" Cindy said his name in an extremely seductive manner.
"W.. Well, I'd say charisma, great sense of humor, and strength."
"Yeah, gotta agree with Lenny." said Joe as he flexed his arm.
I held back from rolling my eyes; we had been in their security booth for approximately an hour. The boys weren't back yet, Huey gave us direct orders that if they weren't back in at least an hour, we should resort to our last method.
I gave Cindy the signal, and she spoke: "Okay boys, this concludes our session, but we have one final request."
The guards looked at us and smirked.
"What else can we do for you lovely ladies?"
I giggled and said, "Well, our company has officially produced its first-ever Allure men's cologne, and since you guys have been well-behaved, we are offering you two new bottles. We'd just like some feedback from you, on how it smells."
Cindy took two pink rags out from her purse; Huey had them chloroformed earlier so that we could use it as a last resort in case they weren't back by now.
"Now boys." Cindy whispered "If you can both just take one big whiff out of these rags and let us know what you think."
Joe and Lenny held the two damp rags in their hands, just as they were ready to smell them, both of their transceivers went off and they quickly removed their attention away from us and to their devices.
"Yes, Sir?"
The person spoke in a calming manner at first, but then his voice shifted to pure rage. "We're seeming to have a problem on the west wing, apparently two boys were found wandering inside our telecommunications and data room, now tell me, what the HELL were these kids doing inside our secret facility?! Do you have any idea what would happen to both of you if Wuncler found out about this?"
Uh oh.
Lenny hesitated and tried to speak up, "S..Sir, please. Don't tell Wuncler, we'll be on our way."
"Ya better be! I'm not payin' your lazy asses to do nothing all day! What the hell are you doing now anyways?!"
"We're being interviewed by the Allure girls that were appointed by Wuncler, Sir." replied Joe nervously.
"What, Allure girls? Joe what the hell are you talking about?!"
Cindy and I exchanged looks of nervousness. Shit.
Joe and Lenny turned around to look at the both of us, then Joe spoke, "You know, ones from Allure magazine? Didn't Wuncler allow them both to interview us?"
"Goddammit you two are idiots, why the fuck would you fall for such a stupid ploy. This is a secret facility! Get them right to my office, they could be spyin' on us! I'm sending Royce up right now."
Cindy snorted, "Pfft, Spying?! Us? Nah! Nah! This nigga be triflin'!"
I looked at Cindy, and she nodded her head reading my mind. The two of us ran out the security booth and towards the security bar. Just as I was about to duck underneath it, two firm hands grabbed my arms and slightly lifted my feet above the ground, I saw Lenny take a hold of a furious Cindy as well.
"What the FUCK yo, let me go asshole!" Cindy shouted as she elbowed him in the gut. Lenny let go of her and clutched his stomach in pain.
Joe tightened his grasp onto my arms, so I stomped on his foot and managed to squirm out of his grip. He approached me with anger and tried to grab me again, my instincts kicked in and I sent a sidekick to his crotch, he crouched down in pain.
"OW, You BITCH."
Lenny stood up slowly and ran after Cindy, who had her fists balled up in a fighting stance, she ducked against his every punch. They circled around each other and she grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back.
"Touch me one mo' time foo' I dare you, I double dare you motherfucker!"
Joe was still clutching his crotch in pain, I took this opportunity to go over and help Cindy out. Lenny was currently shouting and begging Cindy to let go of his arm, I quickly grabbed his handcuffs from his waist and cuffed his arm onto the black gate in the front.
Cindy exhaled in frustration. I asked if she was okay she simply nodded; seeming agitated.
"Jazzy I think they busted the boys! What are we gonna do?!"
"Huey told us not to intervene for the sake of our safety, but I don't agree with him. I say we go inside."
"I was thinkin' that too." she replied
As we both turned around to face the warehouse, two foreign figures approached us. One was dressed formally in a beige suit and besides him was a tall, and extremely muscular man that looked extremely like Terry Crews.
"Ah, I see you've managed to take down dumb and dumber over here." spoke the man in formal attire.
Cindy glared at the man "Who da fuck is you?"
"The name's Stanley, and you girls are under arrest for trespassing. Royce?"
Cindy stood furiously in a fighting stance, "I ain't scared of no fake hustla' lookin' like Deebo from Friday! Bring it!"
Stanley walked away from the scene and headed towards the glass security booth. Dee- I mean Royce approached Cindy with an emotionless face. Cindy threw vehement punches onto his gut, or should I say rock-hard abs, but he barely flinched.
Observing this and knowing where it would end, I quickly ran towards her, grabbed her arm and quickly ran towards the security belt.
However, my plan was a complete failure. Because Royce had grabbed us both by the back of our collars and lifted us onto his back; to say he resembled the hulk was an understatement.
Cindy cursed him out and constantly tried kicking him, however this resulted in no avail. Royce casually carried us towards Stanley then dropped us both harshly onto the ground.
Ow.
I grunted in pain as my muscles ached; Stanley smirked and it appeared that he had something in his hands. Is that-aw crap!
Stanley smirked and crouched down on one knee to look at us, "Girls, did you know that carrying chloroformed rags around is a considered a serious offense?"
Cindy frowned as slowly tried to get up, she managed to let out a grunt,"Y.. .yeah? Well did you know that I'm going to shove my foot up your ass once I get up?"
Stanley laughed, "You talk too much blondie, unlike your other friend... What's your name, precious?"
I didn't speak, I simply deadpanned and observed the man. His face was clean-shaven except for his 70's style mustache on his upper lip. His eyes were of an eerie amberish-hazel color and his blonde hair was neatly shaped into your typical business man haircut. He seemed to look like the average man you'd see walking down Wall Street.
"Not talking, ah? I'll deal with you later." he said as he patted my limp body. I quivered as I felt too weak to stand up.
Stanley took a once-over at the two of us and uttered, "I'll be seeing you girls, shortly." He then stood up, gave Royce the two rags, and then walked away to the inside of the warehouse.
I looked to my left and saw a struggling Cindy being smothered by pink fabric and slowly going limp. Seconds later, I found myself forcibly taking in a sweet-antiseptic type of smell; it felt like it lasted an eternity, and soon enough, my eyelids began feeling extremely heavy, and I was falling in and out of consciousness.
The last thing I remembered was the feeling of being lifted from the ground. Everything else went black.
A/N: Hope it didn't sound too corny lml I will update asap I'm almost done with the next chapter
Leave a comment if you spotted any Friday/pulp fiction references!
-Peace. :)