| From: | Dave The Shade <IZZYUX2@*******.BITNET> |
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| Subject: | Confessions of a |
| Date: | Sat, 24 Jul 1993 17:30:00 PDT |
I come home a few days ago after getting the bracelet, tired, frustrated, and
there's a message for me on a very secret line. The message is from Merit, he
says he needs to see me right away. Extra Important Business. I pick up my
things and head over there. When I get there, two very pro goons aquire me and
give me an escort to Merit's room. Merit is sitting, smiling, in a big chair.
he stands up, offers me his hand -- the usual. All the while alarm bells are
going off, something is strange about him. We sit down to business. He tells me
he needs the focus, I respond by giving him the usual assurances. He smiles
broadly and tells me not to act so coy. . . . So then we get serious. He offers
me some money to "aquire" it from my friends, I tell him I don't treat friends
that way. He starts making better offers, more money, power/magic, etc . . and
he getting more agitated by the minute. My response is the same.
Then he goes back to his desk and pulls out two folders - hands them to me.
I look in one -- I see some very secret info about myself, things I thought
only I knew, things I thought I had buried. In the end was a digifax. It had
a pic of me on it, with cross hair overlays, and a sum of money printed on the
side. I.E. a termination order. He tells me to look in the other folder - I do.
I regret it. I took only a glance but . . . I found out the kinds of things
about you chummers, that even best friends shouldn't know. Things get cold. He
starts ranting about how time is short, The Coming is nigh here Merit says, no
time for games, a mistake that the focus ever got out. He starts talking about
Enemies within and without, and how it is up to him to save everything they
worked for. His eyes were glassy, he was drunk --- on Power. He starts telling
me how and what he will do to me and you chummers. Snuff BTLs had nothing on
this guy. He looks at me and I start getting dizzy, but then I hang on to
reality and stay concious. Then it started . . .
***ENCRYPTFOCUSCREW***
I felt the rage build up. I exploded, before I knew it I had grabbed my two SMG
s and was sweeping the place. The original two guards were down, one managed a
shot into my thigh. Clips empty, I dropped the guns and lunged for his throat.
I landed on him and closed my hands over his trachea . . . then the burning
started. I got hot, then I felt myself catch fire and burn. He must've gotten
off a spell. It didn't matter, I kept hold, tightening my grip even. He thought
I was going to panic, run, die, but I didn't - I just kept on holding him. . .
. So we burned together -- eventually he did catch fire -- we were a human
torch. Before I passed out I saw him die.
I awoke later, alive, healed, the bracelet on me - must've put it on sometime.
Carnage, thats what I saw. I arranged the bodies in chairs and sofas. Got a
pair of clothes from their closet. Walked out. Went to the Elevator. Just then
I saw a Women and a crew of what I instantly recognized as assassins walk out.
I went around the corner and hid. The Women and Crew came up to the door, fragg
ed it, threw some more grenades inside, and then went in and sprayed the place
down. 45 seconds it took them. Then they walked away, using the next bank of
elevators. I left then too. . . . I saw you (FraterNay) enter the hotel from
across the street. End Story.]<<<<<
-- KHANx (17:29:45:7.23.54)
