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Project Gladiator
Let me know what you think, this isn't all of chapter one either so enjoy!
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Chapter one: The crew.
Rain splattered all over the cold wet street named Harmony as three figures wearing
jackets walked down the way to a pub called “The Bleak Brewery”.
The lead figure stopped at the doorway to the bar and turned to his colleagues.
“Alright, remember what to do, no guns in this bar so we’re going to have to make this quick and clean.” He addressed the two figures, who nodded once he finished. Ryan Timothy
Garland, Kimberly Marlene Kruger, and Victoria Brittany Hammond were these three figures
They stepped into the pub. Ryan took his trench coat off his head. He had brown hair, and didn’t look to awake. Victoria and Kim did the same. Victoria had red hair falling down below her shoulders, blue eyes and a noticeable under bight. Kim had brown hair falling to her collar, and hazel eyes.
“OK. Let’s find our boy… Dexter” He said holding a thin pad up and looking at the face of the fugitive Dexter looking back.
He was heavily scarred, dark blonde hair which came down to his shoulders, and eyebrows as thick as the Amazon Forest. He looked up and looked around the pub. “There.” Victoria said pointing in the corner where a man sat drinking at a table alone, covered by shadow with only his face visible.
“Right, you two flank him, in case he tries to leave. I’ll take care of the rumble.” He said walking up to the
bar. He made sure they were on either side of him (the fugitive) and then tripped a drunkard who was carrying a bottle of whisky. The drunkard fell and accidentally smashed the bottle onto the head of a really big, ugly brute.
The big one stood up and looked down his fat nose at the one who fell.
“’You hit me boy?!” He said as the drunkard got to his feet. “Well maybe I did, but what are you gonna do about it puke breath?” He said standing up and looked up at the man who was about twice his body mass, obviously thinking he tripped himself and not wanting to look like a coward.
Ryan suspected drinking too much made him think he was as tall as he wanted to be, but all the same, it was perfect. Ryan stepped out from behind the pair just in time, for a couple second later the drunkard was flying over the bar and a riot broke loose. Ryan’s vision was obscured by the flying bottles but he saw Victoria and Kim moving towards the fugitive who was trying to get out of the pub through the back door.
Ryan cut him off and Victoria came from behind and whacked him over the head with a beer bottle, knocking him out.
Kim hurried up to help Victoria carry him to the door. Ryan held the door open, they carried the fugitive out through it, and they then walked through the ally they had just gotten themselves into until they got to a street corner where a fair few vehicles were parked. They put their boy into the back of their car, and get into the front themselves.
“Alright,” Ryan said putting the car in ignition, “Let’s make it quick because we’ve got that mercenary meeting on Viloc tomorrow,” Kim looked at him as though she had just remembered something.
“You never said what that was about captain, what’s the meeting for?”
Ryan looked behind him before backing out of the alley. “Well, all I know is it’s about the smuggling ring going through the allied planets or something. Real important though.”
He said getting on the main road towards the place where their ship was parked.
Ryan stepped out of the car followed by Victoria and Kimberly.
“Alright,” He said walking up to his ship which was purple and had the shape of an eagle with it’s wings retracted into it, and the words “Gladiator” spray painted on the side in blue. “Get him in,” He said entering the code to the ship. “We’ve got a tight schedule, let’s hurry.” He then turned to the car they had left and took a remote out, pressed it and turned away as the car sped back to it’s rental lot.
He walked in followed by the women carrying the fugitive Dexter.
“Hurry up.” He said to the women. “Sorry captain, he’s just-really-heavy.” “Then drop him on the floor and I’ll have Emma Dope him.” He didn’t need to tell them twice. There was a thud! And a shake of metal as “Dexter” hit the floor and groaned.
Ryan hit the ship intercom button and pushed the bridge button. “Gloria, we’re on board, get us air born.”
He then punched the infirmary button. “Emma get down here, we need you to dope our boy before he wakes up. There was little crackling before he heard Emma’s voice, “Roger that, I’ll be down in a second. Anybody hurt?”
“Well, I’m afraid our guest ‘Dexter’ did get brutally whacked over the head by Victoria but he’ll live. Good one by the way.” He said turning to Victoria.
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