Post by Nathaniel Hawk on Oct 10, 2010 17:01:48 GMT
Prologue:
1 Dark Night 2007
The wind whistled across the uneven slabs at the abandoned shopping centre rustling the trees and rattling the rusted trolleys. Hawk’s cigarette dropped with a curse from his lips “fuck” he muttered reaching into the pocket of his long leather coat for a cigarette he didn’t expect to find. With his other hand he glanced at his watch 23:59 if they didn’t hurry up they were gonna miss the meeting. A pair of headlamps raked across the sky before settling on the wall to the right of Hawk and switching off. 4 figures climbed out of the black land rover in front of him and 3 walked over to meet him. The other disappeared around the back of the vehicle. “You brought the goods?” asked one of the men “Relax Lorenzo you worry too much, of course I brought them. I trust you held up your side of the bargain.” Replied Hawk in a smooth tone as he walked over to his own car, an unmarked black Nissan skyline with a few subtle but certainly illegal modifications, and opening the boot. He dragged out 2 metal brief cases and opened them both. One contained £1,000,000 in £50 notes the other contained an ex soviet PU260 suitcase bomb. “Excellent. Fence bring him the good” Lorenzo laughed as a small man dragged a crate from behind the range rover and left it by Hawks feet. He opened it and inspected the contents; 20 AK-47 assault rifles, 2 Law’s, 15 M1911A1, a .45 revolver and enough ammo to destabilize a small republic or 2. “And the protection?” enquired Hawk as he loaded the revolver and slid it into his waistband. “Guaranteed” Confirmed Lorenzo “Welcome to the family”
1 Year Later
Detective Chief Inspector Ian Dunlop drained his cup of coffee and set the empty mug down on his desk he rubbed his eyes and reread the fax he had been sent early that morning. Just his luck to have one of the cities biggest nutjobs running around with a nuclear bomb meanwhile at the other side of town an unheard of gang was suddenly waging open war on the police and winning. Detective Inspector Daniel Walker opened the door and walked into his office “so how do we stand?” he asked as he smoothed down his suit. “Not great Daniel not great at all we’ve got barely enough men to spare without people being lost to this blasted gang and we’re hard pressed to find any trace of this Hawk guy who supposedly sold Castello this bomb. We only know his name because we managed to dredge up one of Castello’s old associates in a mental institution.” Replied Ian “so what do we so sir?” “You get your coat we’re going out on enquires.” Daniel walked out into the main office section and pulled on his leather overcoat and checked the load on his .38 revolver “I take it we aren’t going to the pub” he muttered. “Not exactly” confirmed Ian “We’re going downtown though” “Great” muttered Daniel sarcastically. Downtown was a real lowlife zone even with 200+ CCTV cameras and 2 permanent police vans on the corner criminals outnumbered civilians 3 to 1 and if you chose someone to arrest at random they would probably have either a record or a series of unsolved crimes to their name. Ian and Daniel strode confidently across the road and into the first bar they saw. The place was empty and reeked of stale beer and piss. “Nice place you come here for a drink often?” sneered Daniel staring at the places only customer who was half asleep and drooling into a bowl of peanuts “What do you want?” Demanded the bartender who stepped out from behind the bar and brandished a 12 gauge shotgun at the men. Ian flashed his badge at the man “here take a seat peanuts and beer on the house” smirked the bartender dropping the shot gun and sliding the bowl of peanuts out from under the guys mouth. “I’ll pass I’m not after beer” replied Ian, he sniffed. “luckily” he added “I’m after information about either of these 2 guys” He slid a 2 photos over the bar the bartender looked at them for a while and then said “you didn’t hear this from me but the guy on the left is a guy named Hawk he’s the one behind all the raids over on Westside I heard he’s picking one of his buddies up from his house or something a guy by the name of Klaus.” “and what about the other guy?” probed Daniel “Nope never seen the guy before in my life” the bartender stammered hurriedly. Ian and Daniel walked out of the bar with the photos “the guy’s lying to us Ian” muttered Daniel “no shit Sherlock no wonder you made DI!” exclaimed Ian “we’ve got bigger birds to shoot.”
Hawk drove the Toyota Hilux carefully through the narrow streets at the south end of town skirting the burnt out police cars, His men were doing such a good job that the police had erected barricades around the whole area and we’re stopping people entering and leaving. This was tough luck for the people stuck inside if they were innocent. But thanks to the blockade more people join the Hawks organization every day. A police car pulled out in front of the Pickup Truck and the Hawk slammed on the brakes as the machine gun bolted to the back chattered into life spraying bullets through the back window and riddling the 2 cops in the front with .50 ammunition. He had to admit that Castello sure knew how to do business he had been shipping weapons and ammo to the hawk every month in exchange for drugs and alcohol. However the Hawk knew full well that when the weapons ran dry he’d have to up sticks and leave for good if he wanted to survive. It was either that or risk a full blow war it the Castello’s and even he couldn’t afford that. Yet. He stopped the Hilux and went over to a relatively intact building and opened the door a slim brown haired man in a leather jacket came down the stairs and saw Hawk he fumbled in his pocket for his gun. Hawk glanced around the room looking for something to defend himself with, his eyes settled upon an ashtray and he hurled it across the room shattering it against the mans head. “For the last fucking time Klaus I’m not trying to kill you” Exclaimed Hawk “now get your coat you’re coming with me” Klaus rubbed his head and picked a shard of glass out of his jacket “Well there’s no harm in being careful and besides you look different now. What’s the excuse this time eh? Radiation or perhaps a rebellion.” Retorted Klaus. “No actually” replied Hawk “it’s a potent mixture of victory and bullets. Now shut up and get in the truck!” “Not without my stuff!” Exclaimed Klaus gesturing towards a door to his right. “Oh crap” muttered Hawk as he noticed just how much “stuff” was in the room. Half an hour later after all the “stuff” had been dragged out and into the back of the truck Hawk leant against the back speaking quietly to the gunner as Klaus went round checking all the cables and various other things he had to check before they could go. His mobile phone vibrated against his leg and he groped for it in his pocket. Withheld Number read the screen Hawk accepted the call “Ah Lorenzo I’ve been waiting for this call.” He muttered “well that was simple. Do you wanna know who I am Kid?” asked the caller. “Not really but I guess you’re gonna tell me anyway.” Replied Hawk a bead of sweat sliding down his neck. “I’m Detective Chief Inspector Ian Dunlop and you son are nicked” Hawk hung up immediately but he knew it was too late “We have to go now the cops are coming. You get on the MG Klaus get in the front you drive I’ll shoot” He bellowed “what is it with you and the shooting?” asked Klaus quietly to himself as he climbed into the truck and started the engine. Hawk climbed in next to him and after muttering an address to him pulled out an IMI Galil and aimed out of the window. Klaus floored the accelerator the wheels spinning as they struggled for grip 2 police cars spun across the intersection ahead of them pulling to a stop an officer got out of each and took cover behind the cars aiming shotguns at the truck. “Reverse!” Screamed Hawk looking out of the back window to see another 2 cars performing the same maneuver. “Shit ok go forward full speed just crash straight into them if you have to” He began firing at the car tires and bonnets as the person on the MG on top began shooting as well bullets tore through the cars doors and shattered the windows killing the 2 men inside a grenade rolled out from under one of the cars and exploded tearing the side panels from the front clean off and spinning them into the air.
Seriously Lorenzo dude talk to me sometime and i'll explain everything.
1 Dark Night 2007
The wind whistled across the uneven slabs at the abandoned shopping centre rustling the trees and rattling the rusted trolleys. Hawk’s cigarette dropped with a curse from his lips “fuck” he muttered reaching into the pocket of his long leather coat for a cigarette he didn’t expect to find. With his other hand he glanced at his watch 23:59 if they didn’t hurry up they were gonna miss the meeting. A pair of headlamps raked across the sky before settling on the wall to the right of Hawk and switching off. 4 figures climbed out of the black land rover in front of him and 3 walked over to meet him. The other disappeared around the back of the vehicle. “You brought the goods?” asked one of the men “Relax Lorenzo you worry too much, of course I brought them. I trust you held up your side of the bargain.” Replied Hawk in a smooth tone as he walked over to his own car, an unmarked black Nissan skyline with a few subtle but certainly illegal modifications, and opening the boot. He dragged out 2 metal brief cases and opened them both. One contained £1,000,000 in £50 notes the other contained an ex soviet PU260 suitcase bomb. “Excellent. Fence bring him the good” Lorenzo laughed as a small man dragged a crate from behind the range rover and left it by Hawks feet. He opened it and inspected the contents; 20 AK-47 assault rifles, 2 Law’s, 15 M1911A1, a .45 revolver and enough ammo to destabilize a small republic or 2. “And the protection?” enquired Hawk as he loaded the revolver and slid it into his waistband. “Guaranteed” Confirmed Lorenzo “Welcome to the family”
1 Year Later
Detective Chief Inspector Ian Dunlop drained his cup of coffee and set the empty mug down on his desk he rubbed his eyes and reread the fax he had been sent early that morning. Just his luck to have one of the cities biggest nutjobs running around with a nuclear bomb meanwhile at the other side of town an unheard of gang was suddenly waging open war on the police and winning. Detective Inspector Daniel Walker opened the door and walked into his office “so how do we stand?” he asked as he smoothed down his suit. “Not great Daniel not great at all we’ve got barely enough men to spare without people being lost to this blasted gang and we’re hard pressed to find any trace of this Hawk guy who supposedly sold Castello this bomb. We only know his name because we managed to dredge up one of Castello’s old associates in a mental institution.” Replied Ian “so what do we so sir?” “You get your coat we’re going out on enquires.” Daniel walked out into the main office section and pulled on his leather overcoat and checked the load on his .38 revolver “I take it we aren’t going to the pub” he muttered. “Not exactly” confirmed Ian “We’re going downtown though” “Great” muttered Daniel sarcastically. Downtown was a real lowlife zone even with 200+ CCTV cameras and 2 permanent police vans on the corner criminals outnumbered civilians 3 to 1 and if you chose someone to arrest at random they would probably have either a record or a series of unsolved crimes to their name. Ian and Daniel strode confidently across the road and into the first bar they saw. The place was empty and reeked of stale beer and piss. “Nice place you come here for a drink often?” sneered Daniel staring at the places only customer who was half asleep and drooling into a bowl of peanuts “What do you want?” Demanded the bartender who stepped out from behind the bar and brandished a 12 gauge shotgun at the men. Ian flashed his badge at the man “here take a seat peanuts and beer on the house” smirked the bartender dropping the shot gun and sliding the bowl of peanuts out from under the guys mouth. “I’ll pass I’m not after beer” replied Ian, he sniffed. “luckily” he added “I’m after information about either of these 2 guys” He slid a 2 photos over the bar the bartender looked at them for a while and then said “you didn’t hear this from me but the guy on the left is a guy named Hawk he’s the one behind all the raids over on Westside I heard he’s picking one of his buddies up from his house or something a guy by the name of Klaus.” “and what about the other guy?” probed Daniel “Nope never seen the guy before in my life” the bartender stammered hurriedly. Ian and Daniel walked out of the bar with the photos “the guy’s lying to us Ian” muttered Daniel “no shit Sherlock no wonder you made DI!” exclaimed Ian “we’ve got bigger birds to shoot.”
Hawk drove the Toyota Hilux carefully through the narrow streets at the south end of town skirting the burnt out police cars, His men were doing such a good job that the police had erected barricades around the whole area and we’re stopping people entering and leaving. This was tough luck for the people stuck inside if they were innocent. But thanks to the blockade more people join the Hawks organization every day. A police car pulled out in front of the Pickup Truck and the Hawk slammed on the brakes as the machine gun bolted to the back chattered into life spraying bullets through the back window and riddling the 2 cops in the front with .50 ammunition. He had to admit that Castello sure knew how to do business he had been shipping weapons and ammo to the hawk every month in exchange for drugs and alcohol. However the Hawk knew full well that when the weapons ran dry he’d have to up sticks and leave for good if he wanted to survive. It was either that or risk a full blow war it the Castello’s and even he couldn’t afford that. Yet. He stopped the Hilux and went over to a relatively intact building and opened the door a slim brown haired man in a leather jacket came down the stairs and saw Hawk he fumbled in his pocket for his gun. Hawk glanced around the room looking for something to defend himself with, his eyes settled upon an ashtray and he hurled it across the room shattering it against the mans head. “For the last fucking time Klaus I’m not trying to kill you” Exclaimed Hawk “now get your coat you’re coming with me” Klaus rubbed his head and picked a shard of glass out of his jacket “Well there’s no harm in being careful and besides you look different now. What’s the excuse this time eh? Radiation or perhaps a rebellion.” Retorted Klaus. “No actually” replied Hawk “it’s a potent mixture of victory and bullets. Now shut up and get in the truck!” “Not without my stuff!” Exclaimed Klaus gesturing towards a door to his right. “Oh crap” muttered Hawk as he noticed just how much “stuff” was in the room. Half an hour later after all the “stuff” had been dragged out and into the back of the truck Hawk leant against the back speaking quietly to the gunner as Klaus went round checking all the cables and various other things he had to check before they could go. His mobile phone vibrated against his leg and he groped for it in his pocket. Withheld Number read the screen Hawk accepted the call “Ah Lorenzo I’ve been waiting for this call.” He muttered “well that was simple. Do you wanna know who I am Kid?” asked the caller. “Not really but I guess you’re gonna tell me anyway.” Replied Hawk a bead of sweat sliding down his neck. “I’m Detective Chief Inspector Ian Dunlop and you son are nicked” Hawk hung up immediately but he knew it was too late “We have to go now the cops are coming. You get on the MG Klaus get in the front you drive I’ll shoot” He bellowed “what is it with you and the shooting?” asked Klaus quietly to himself as he climbed into the truck and started the engine. Hawk climbed in next to him and after muttering an address to him pulled out an IMI Galil and aimed out of the window. Klaus floored the accelerator the wheels spinning as they struggled for grip 2 police cars spun across the intersection ahead of them pulling to a stop an officer got out of each and took cover behind the cars aiming shotguns at the truck. “Reverse!” Screamed Hawk looking out of the back window to see another 2 cars performing the same maneuver. “Shit ok go forward full speed just crash straight into them if you have to” He began firing at the car tires and bonnets as the person on the MG on top began shooting as well bullets tore through the cars doors and shattered the windows killing the 2 men inside a grenade rolled out from under one of the cars and exploded tearing the side panels from the front clean off and spinning them into the air.
Seriously Lorenzo dude talk to me sometime and i'll explain everything.
