Meh, I'm bored so I'm making a short story. Enjoy!
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The Assault
A One Piece, Short Story
The light flickers - the dim light begins to burn out. The occasional black car passes by in the streets, as rain pelts the road in a hbard glare. A few diners off to the side are still open, and the bright lights inside show into the street.
The Flare Diner, famous for serving the best dishes in all of Town, is the main highlight for many this night. People flock from their houses to sit inside and get served the finest meals of all the City.
Who would expect the floor the next day to be taped off, covered in stains of red?
Three cars pull up to the curb - black sedans.
Six men in black suits, with blue bow-ties step out of the cars. One slips a pistol into a pocket - the others already had them there.
"Alright, let's do this. Red, you take point. Squid, take the back entrance. TBone, support RedGlare. Phantom, take the building above and cover us. I hope to see you back here in ten," said Britkid, motioning to the other drivers to pull away.
Phantom quickly moves up the emergancy exit at the nearby apartment complex. Taking position at the roof, he aims down at the diner.
Red and TBone walks into the Main Entrance to the Diner.
"Hi, welcome to the Flare Diner! How many?" asks the attendant.
"Uh... can we talk to your head chef? We have a complaint," says RedGlare, stalling for time.
Meanwhile, Squid walks into the back entrance to the building, leading into the Kitchen.
"Hey! 'Tis is employees only!" shouted one of the chefs.
"Shut up, or I'll slit your throat," said SquiD, drawing a knife.
"Ok, ok, just don't take anything!"
"Two minutes have passed", radios Britkid to another driver. "The attack should be starting in a moment."
Squid notices the target walking nearby him in the Kitchen. He whips his knife into the man's chest, and he screams in pain as the blade rips at his ribs.
A few cops sitting at a table jump out of their seats, and are about to run towards the scene, when TBone and RedGlare draw their guns, and shout, "Don't move, and desist!" The policemen halt, and drop their weapons. Just as quickly, they're back in their seats, helpless to the scene going on behind the counter.
The crowd of people watching helplessly sit still in their seats, nobody wanting to get shot.
Squid slowly twists the knife in the man's chest, as blood spurts out onto the floor. Squid backed away, as the corpse fell to the floor mangled and bloody.
"Six minutes have passed," muttered Britkid, "let's move!" The line of black sedans drive back towards the Diner as the bitter cold of Night dips deeper.
Squid motioned to TBone and Red, who both un outside the Main Entrance.
Before leaving, Squid turns to the dead corpse, spits on it, and says, "This is what you get for serving the Godfather rat poison in his beef stew!"
Right after all the men have leaved, both cops get up, pick up their weapons, and run outside, guns drawn. As they run out the door, Ghost Phantom puts a bullet through one's head, and than a bullet in the other's chest.
"Idiots," he mutteres to himself, as he runs down the steps to the cars.
The sedans drive away only ten minutes after they had came, bringing with them the somberness of the streets outside, into the once peaceful diner.
The rain pelts the officers, the run-off a redish hue. Inside, the mangled corpse of the Chef still lay, his chest pumping blood onto the clean floor. And inside the sedans, cheering for death went on.
El Fin
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If you actually liked it, (God knows why...?), I'd think of making another. Otherwise, this was just a "I'm bored" thing.
Good luck to you Boris, and your family. I'm sure you'll make it through all of this.
Apologies for SquiD to make him look like a muderous maniac, but hey, someone had to do it.
Also sorry to SquiD for not capitalizing his "D" all the time. Too lazy to change it. :/
Godspeed! Random Comment!
