Chronicles of Terania: The Heist
Characters: Aaron, Curly, Tommie, Ishmael, Don.
Songs: None
"Oh you have got to be kidding me!“ Aaron ducks to avoid the boulder flying towards his head "You’re throwing rocks at me now?!”
"Yes! Get off my land!“ Curly picked up another boulder and threw it at Aaron, nearly missing his head.
"Come on man!” Aaron rushes up the field and ducks behind Curly’s cabin “I need your help you big lummox!” Aaron yells out, “Why do you want to kill me?”
Curly sighs, boulder still in hand “I have a job, responsibility, I’m not your hired muscle anymore.”
"You were never just hired muscle. We got your help for your heart. You almost never actually used your muscles when we hired you" Aaron slowly walks out from behind the cabin.
Curly sighs, dropping the heavy stone behind him. “What’s the job?"
Aaron smiles "well, me, you, Tommie, and Ishmael are going to steal something”
Curly sighs deeply “what are we stealing?”
Aaron smiles wider “The left glove of Paranon. Tommie has the right glove already, we are going to take the other one. The people who have it now have no idea what it is, all they know is it’s powerful”
Curly groans “who are they?"
"Ah, some goons and their boss. Don something ”
"Don Lomas" Curly raises an eyebrow
"Yah, that’s the one"
"No.“ Curly turns around and picks the stone back up
"Hey! Hey! Wait a minute! Why not?” Aaron stumbles backwards
"Don is who I work for. I won’t let you steal from him, or help you!“ Curly steps forward.
"You what?? You work for a mobster! Are you kidding me!” Aaron stands up straight “How? How did you end up working for a mobster?! Blackmail? What does he have on you?”
"Of all people, you think I was blackmailed?“
"Hey! It’s a serious question!"
"No, I was not blackmailed. It’s a long story, but he’s earned my respect. I work for him as an enforcer. And body guard to rival gang leader Brigitta Vigarin. ”
"Wait, body guard for rival leader? How’s that working?“
"They are lovers."
Aaron simply replies "huh” He stands, arms crossed “you uh…you having sex with her too?"
Curly steps forward, big stone above Aaron’s head.
"Hey hey! Alright I’ll shut up” Aaron laughs, stepping back “I’ll just go, find someone else to help”
"Good" Curly drops the stone next to him “good luck.”
"I’ll see if Vet doesn’t mind lending Uncle Sam for the night. He’d be good” Aaron comments as he walks away. “You have a nice night Curly.”
“You too” Though Aaron had left, Curly should not forget what he had said, what he had planned.
"I need to warn Don. He is my boss, he trusts me" Curly reasoned. He made his way back inside the cabin and dialed Don’s phone number and waited while it rang.
"Hello Curly, what do you need?“ Don answered.
"Hey Don, I have some bad news. Aaron plans on breaking in to your compound tonight, stealing the Paranon glove.”
"The glove? Well then, do you mind coming in tonight?“
"No, Aaron may be my friend, but I can’t let him just steal the glove. I’ll be there”
"Good to hear. I’ll meet you there"
"Yes sir"
CLICK, Don hangs up the phone, leaving Curly standing alone in his cabin. He sighed and picked up his axe, exiting his home.
….
Aaron, Tommie, and Ishmael stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking Don’s compound. The compound was large, heavily defended, with guards constantly patrolling.
“Aaron, we may have a problem ” Ishmael titled his head slightly.
"What is it?“ Aaron asked.
Ishmael pointed to the center of the compound, were a large garden lay. In the garden stood Curly, looking directly at them.
"Dad, what are we going to do? We don’t have Sam to help us. Should we still try and get the glove?” Tommie sighs deeply.
Aaron scratches his scalp “I think we should still try. I can take Curly.”
"No you can’t dad"
"Shush Tommie, yes I can"
"Aaron, I’ve seen you fight Curly, he kicks your ass"
"Shut up Ishmael, no he doesn’t.“
Ishmael and Tommie grin as Aaron rolls his eyes and jumps off the cliff, into the compound. He lands between two guards, blades drawn, quickly slicing their throats, killing them instantly.
Tommie lands beside him, and Ishmael beside her.
"Ok” Aaron stands straight “You two go for the glove, I’ll take care of Curly”
"Are you sure you shouldn’t get the glove and we take care of him?“ Ishmael asks.
"Yah, I can handle him. Do you have your glove Tommie?"
Tommie reaches into her jacket and pulls out a small black glove, as she puts it on it becomes a large golden fist. "Got it daddy"
"That’s my girl. Go kick some ass sweetie"
Tommie grins and rushes off with Ishmael, along the outer rim of the compound. Aaron takes a deep breath and makes his way to the center, to meet his doom.
As he entered the garden, Curly called out "I saw you enter the compound. I know Tommie and Ishmael are heading for the glove. Thought I’d warn you, Don is waiting there with it.”
"Tommie and Ishmael can handle them. And I for sure can handle you big guy"
"You know you can’t. You may be right about Don, but we both know you can’t beat me alone"
"Oh shut up you damn lumberjack, just fight me already"
"Eager to get beat up?“
"Eager to get this over with already”
Curly nods “fair enough, as am I”
Aaron rushes forward and leaps into the air, claws ready. Curly steps to the side, as Aaron lands beside him, and punched him square in the face, sending Aaron flying across the garden.
Curly set down his axe and calmly walked over to Aaron as he struggled to his feet. Curly picked him up from the back of his neck, leaving Aaron completely paralyzed.
"Oh you asshole!“ Aaron fought, unable to move.
Curly rolled his eyes, carrying him to the edge of the compound "See you next weekend at Hood’s birthday party Aaron.”
"Yah yah, screw you, You better bring those sweet wings you make"
"I will"
Curly pulled back and threw Aaron over the walls as hard as he could, sending Aaron miles away.
Curly sighs, “alright, now where are the other two?” He groans, walking back into the garden.
He was met at the garden by a bruised and bleeding Don. He was leaning against a tree, cigar in his mouth.
"They got the glove Curly"
"Are you okay Don?“
"Yah, they only beat me enough to get the glove, they know I still do good in this world. They need me alive."
"Sorry Don, can I get you something?"
"Yah, take me to a hospital "
"Sure boss. Sure”
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