Two Assasins
Just the epilogue and Chapter 1 at the moment. I might continue it. Keep an eye on this thread.
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Two Assasins
Prologue
John was lying on his leathered sofa in his small apartment room, the sun light was flying in through the slightly open curtains, and he began slowly smoking on a cigarette. He was alone, watching a violent movie on his small grey television. His apartment room had a living room and a bathroom. The bathroom was small, the bath was dirty and a few cockroaches scattered about on the hard floor tiles. John switched the television over to a game show. Suddenly a loud gun shot was heard.
John was dead. Red blood dribbled from his mouth, and from the wound in the side of his head long streams of blood ran down the side of his face and then trickled onto his chinese takeaway sitting on the floor beneath him.
"I'm gonna go in there," said a spikey blonde haired man. He wore a black smart suit and he was standing on a high building, holding a sniper down by his side. Smoke came from the sniper and flew high into the sky. Standing about 5 feet away from him, was a long brown haired man. He wore the same clothes, and was also holding a sniper, but he carried a pistol and what looked like an uzi on his belt, which was hidden by his shirt.
"Why would you wanna go in there Sam? We've finished him off already", questioned the long-haired man.
"I want his chinese," replied Sam. "I haven't eaten all day!"
"What the f*ck?! You had lunch a few hours ago!"
"Yeah, but those chicken noodles drive me crazy Will!"
A police car siren was heard and it was getting louder.
"Okay, let's just get out of here," said Will.
The boss of the assasination gang sat at his desk and shook his head.
"What's wrong boss? We killed John McCarper," asked Will.
"You should have got his chinese! I haven't eaten all day!" replied the boss, quite angrily. The boss was quite fat and had a stumpy figure. His head, bald, and his eyes were cold and dark. The wrinkles on his forehead became even more wrinkled as he looked up at the two assasins with a deep frown on his face.
"You didn't tell us to get his f*cking chinese!" shouted Will.
"A big man gotta eat, Will," said Sam, tapping Will's shoulder.
"Don't touch me Sam." Sam removed his hand from Will's shoulder, and the boss handed Will some files. Will had a look at them.
"Her name is Susy. Susy McCarper," explained the boss.
Will looked up at the boss. "John's wife?"
"Well, she's getting a divorce soon," replied the boss.
"You want us to kill her?" asked Sam.
The boss glared across at Sam. "No, I want you to make her a sandwich. Of course I want you to kill her!"
Sam made a confused face. "What kind of sandwich shall I make her, boss?"
"JUST KILL HER!!" The boss slammed his fist down on his desk, causing a loud banging sound to bounce around the room.
"Just leave me alone Bob!" shouted a woman. She was shouting at her boyfriend in her house.
"Wait Susy," beckoned her boyfriend. Susy stormed into the kitchen.
Her boyfriend followed. Susy began weeping into her hands in the kitchen.
"What's wrong Susy?" asked Bob, his hand resting on her shoulder.
Susy took her face out of her hands. Her face was wet with tears. "It's John. He's been murdered."
"Oh my god. Do they know who did it?" asked Bob.
"No, they couldn't find any evidence of weapons or fingerprints," replied Susy. She began crying into her hands again.
Someone was knocking at the door. It was loud and got louder with every knock. Bob walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. "Who is it?" No reply. "Hello? Who is it?"
Once again another knock was heard.
"It's... erm... Mr. Janitor here!" said a voice.
"So your surname is Janitor?" asked Bob.
The voice spoke again. "Um, yeah. My name is Benjamin Janitor."
Another voice was heard, but it was much quieter, almost a whisper. "You friggin' idiot! Don't say that!"
"What do I say then?" asked the louder voice. "Um, I've come to clean your house, sir."
Bob looked strangely at the door.
"Oh f*ck it, let's just shoot the door down!" suggested the quiet voice. Some of the bullets flew through the wooden door, and lunged themselves at Bob's stomach. Over 20 bullets were shot, half of them hit Bob. Bob's white shirt was splattered with blood. He fell to his knees, and finally fell to the floor onto his wounded stomach.
Outside the door, Sam was peering through one of the bullet holes in the door. "Okay, I think he's dead now."
"No sh*t, Sam," replied Will. "Okay, let's lock and load."
Sam and Will loaded up their shotguns, and kicked the door down. It slammed down onto the floor and made a thudding sound. It was at this point that Susy walked in, saw her boyfriend dead, and glared at the two assasins standing in her doorway, ready to shoot her full of bullets, like her dead boyfriend. She took one look at their shotguns, screamed and ran away through the kitchen.
Sam and Will began shooting at her, but missed with every shot.
"You f*cking missed her Sam!" Will smacked Sam across the head with his hand.
"So did you Will!"
They ran into the kitchen, only to find that Susy was gone.
"Where the hell did she go Will?" Sam looked at the backdoor swinging back and forth in the wind. "Oh right."
But Sam and Will were too late. Susy's car had already been driven off, and the two stood there on the street. They had failed.
"That b**ch, she got away," said Will.
"And I didn't make her that sandwich!" replied Sam.
"F*ck the sandwich! The boss is gonna be so p*ssed off!"
The two put their shotguns inside the boot of their black car, got in, started the engine and drove off.
"I tell ya, I could've killed that Susy if you hadn't distracted me!"
said Will, angrily, as he kept his eyes on the road.
"I didn't distract you!" replied Sam.
Will took his eyes off the road and glared at Sam. "Yes you di--"
Suddenly, a collision took place. A collision with Sam and Will's car and a red car. The driver of the red car was killed on impact.
Will awoke, blood was running down the side of his head, but Sam was unconsious. Smoke was rising from the front of their car. As Will looked through the front window of the car, his vision blurry and affected by his head injury, he could see a body. He could make out that the body was a man. He couldn't make out the age. Blood covered the front of his car, which was hard to see since his car was red.
It seemed like minutes before the ambulances came and pulled up at the crash. Will remembered was the driver door being pulled opened, and a medic looking at him. Then he fell unconsious once again.
Chapter 1.
"Will. Wake up Will." Will slowly opened his eyes and a blurred image of a man came into his view. As he opened his eyes further, he could make out that the man was a doctor, joined by two surgeons either side of him. His sight became clearer, before he finally spoke.
"Where... am I?"
Will was lying in a hospital bed in his room. The walls were white, and equipment was all around him. The door was closed and he could see nurses racing around outside through the glass of the window.
"You're in hospital," replied the doctor. "You were in a car accident."
Will went back in his mind and remembered the medic opening his car door.
"I... remember the accident." Suddenly, a memory of Sam popped into his mind. "Is Sam okay?" He sounded panicked.
"Calm down. We believe that your friend Sam will be okay," reassured the doctor. "But... he hasn't woken up yet. He suffered serious head injuries and he may have fractured a bone in his left arm. He has also got some injuries to the face."
"F*cking hell... I hope he's okay. Even if he is a moron and he annoys me 24 hours a day, he's still my friend," replied Will. The doctor smiled.
"Get some rest Will."
Will was okay. But Sam was not. He was unconsious, his head was wrapped in bandages and his face was covered in cuts, some very deep, and bruises. Four doctors, two female and two male, walked in. The female doctors had files in their hand, and the male doctors spoke to them.
"What about them weapons they found in the car?" asked one of the male doctors.
"I think the police are investigating it as we speak," replied a female doctor.
"I think they need to speak to Sam and Will as well."
The second female doctor looked at Sam. "Only when they are well enough."
"Of course."
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