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GRASP ENLIGHTENMENT

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TURN THE HEAVENS WHEEL

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Represent: Chapter 1

Evie always knew she was different. She grew up in a rich home but didn’t enjoy all the things most of her siblings did. Roland and Hesbeth liked to go to the hottest spots to be seen, they enjoyed shopping and flaunting their money. She had money and knew that it was a good thing. She saw others struggle and never took what she had for granted. She loved her family, she really did, but except for Max, they never understood her. She wanted to help to heal.

She wanted to be a doctor but, came from a family of Lawyers. Her brother, Max, wanted to be a cop and really, truly didn’t care about what his family thought of him. He knew Evie would love him regardless of his life choices and that was enough for him. Evie wished she was more like Max. But she succumbed and went to law school as the youngest of the Trevelyan family. She was in grad school the year that Max became the detective that he always wanted to be. He was good at it, really, really, good at it. He grew in the ranks quickly and was the go-to person for the top-level cases.

Evie was so proud of him. When she graduated from law school he was there with some of his friends to support her. The rest of her family was there too, but it was really to represent the Trevelyan Law firm rather than to support her. They were to have a family luncheon the next day, they had reserved the swankiest restaurant in town and all the elite of Ostwick would be there. But for now, now she was celebrating with a few of her real friends (the ones that weren't trust fund babies that she grew up with) as well as Max and his.

That’s when she first met him.

His name was Lawrence Hissrad. An awful name for a guy like him. He was big and tall and charming. His nickname was Bull and it suited him. He was tall, but that wasn’t the way to describe him. Bull was huge. He was easily 6’8” if not taller, and his shoulders were twice as wide as she was. And then there were his arms. They were tatted and sexy as hell. Evie loved big arms. His biceps are probably as big as her thighs.

Okay well, maybe the part just above her knee. She had pretty . . . powerful . . . yeah, that’s what they were. Evie had powerful thighs. She was never willowy like her mother or sister, and she didn’t care. Okay, well she was starting not to care. She was an awesome person, and her less than perfect body belonged to that awesome person. Except maybe her thighs are too powerful. But Bull looked like the kind of guy who would appreciate a little more. He was wearing a tight blue T-Shirt that did nothing to hide his pecs and the slight definition of his abs. His milk chocolate skin was flawless, and his eyes were as clear as dark honey. He had an easy smile that tugged on the large scar that ran across his left eye and split his brow. Evie knew there was a story there, but she wouldn’t be the cliché that asked the question. Between that and his left earing, it just intensified Bulls rugged good looks. Yes, there is no way she could ever think of him as Lawrence.

“So, looks like you got out without being a total asshole.” He said to her randomly at the bar they were hanging out at. “Do you know what you want to do now?”

Evie knew what she wanted to do, she just knew there was no way her family would allow it.  

“I’ll end up at my family firm and make millions just like the rest of them.” She told him. “Won’t I be impressive.” She added, mocking herself easily.

He looked at her closely for a while, she squirmed on the inside being scrutinized so overtly.

“Nah . . .” Bull finally said, “I asked what you wanted to do.”

Evie just looked at him, squinting with one eyebrow raised. She didn’t know what to say so she defaulted to the humor that she and Max were the only ones to develop in her uptight family.

“Well, I want to open a bar with cheap ale, expensive whiskey, and sexy men to work it. Do you need a job?” She eyed Bull up and down to ensure that he didn’t mistake her meaning. Bull had really caught her off guard. How could he possibly know? She met him like what, 30 minutes ago?

“Hah,” Bull chuckled a deep rumble starting from his belly. It poured over her like thick cream on fresh peaches. Almost made her shiver. “No seriously though? I really want to know.”

“What makes you think I don’t want to work in the most prestigious law firm in the Free Marches? You met me like half an hour ago.” Evie reminded him.

“Maybe, but I know your brother, and he knows you, and he told me a lot about you.” He brought his beer up to his lips to take a long drawn out pull of it. She watched his throat swallow; his neck was large and watching it stretch out like that made her think of other reasons for him to throw his head back. She felt her lips part slightly with want but hid her face before he started talking again. “According to him, you aren’t anything like the rest of the Trevelyan Law Firm, and that’s a compliment coming from him. I know you originally wanted to be a doctor, but they wouldn’t have it. I also know that him becoming a cop ostracized him to everyone else in the family and that’s why we’re having this little get together tonight because he isn’t invited to the big shindig tomorrow.”

“Okay, . . .” Evie said, not knowing what else to say. It really took her a moment to digest what he was saying. Not just that he was saying it but that her brother talked about her that much. “You and Max must be pretty close, yeah?” She asked him.

“Actually, I am a Private Eye in Skyhold, we collaborated a few times, that’s how I got to know him. We just clicked, he’s a funny fucker and we were social so when I was up here visiting people, I asked what he was doing, and he invited me along.” As Bull was talking Evie grew disappointed. She wanted him to be around more she realized.

“Oh.” Was all she said. “So, you aren’t from around here?”

“Nah,” He said, taking another long swig of his beer, “Disappointed?” He asked with a smirk on his face.

Evie never felt like she should hide the truth away, so she answered honestly if perhaps a little breathy. “Yes. I was hoping to get to know you better.” She looked up at him then with a flirty look in her eye, “Too bad though.” She told him quite saucily while flipping her long black hair over her shoulder. She thought for a moment that it was easier to be flirty and funny when there was no future involved. As Evie looked at Bull, she was sure she spied a moment of interest before it was covered up with a neutral grin.

“Well, there’s a thought.” Not one to be daunted he asked her again. “So, what do you want to do?” He asked her pointedly staring her in the eye. Bull really wasn’t going to let this go was he, Evie thought.

“I want to open a pro-bono firm. You know represent the little guy. The ones who have a cause but can’t afford decent representation.” Now that she said it out loud for the first time, she couldn’t stop. “I want to represent the rape victims, the downtrodden, and the ones taken advantage of. I have the money to open and support a firm for at least ten years. I will have to take some paying cases to ensure that I can keep great quality Lawyers. I need the ones who haven’t lost their ideals yet but are still ruthless.” She paused in her tirade and slowly looked up at Bull to gauge his reaction. “I’ve never told anyone that before. It felt good.”

“That is good. I’m glad you told someone. It helps make it more real, don’t you think?” He asked her.

“Yeah, but I could never do it.”

“Why not?”

“My family would stonewall me. They have too many connections here and no one would want to fight such a powerful family.”

“Hmm, I’m sure you’ll work it out. Just focus on that passion and don’t let it go.” Bull drank the last of his beer and got up to get another. He paused, “Can I get you a drink?”

“Whisky and ginger, please.” Evie watched him saunter off, for it was a saunter. He held himself so confidently for someone of his bulk. She had seen large men before. Her father’s security walked with confidence, sure, but they were stiff and always tried to be intimidating. Even to her. Though she was never intimidated. She was so busy watching Bull that she failed to notice when Max sat down.

“So,” He said startling her out of her reverie, “you met Bull?” He was wagging her eyebrows at her like he knew her thoughts. Though he probably did. There was a reason he was so good at his job. Max had an easy manner that made people drop their guard around him, purposely or not. His smile was a little crooked with one dimple on his right cheek. His eyes were an intense bright leaf green. They were striking, and Evie knew that between the eyes and his smile that women had been trying to get their claws into his trust fund for years. Though the women had zero chance, Max knew that he was gay from the time he was 10. Never made a big deal out of it. Evie felt like she always knew, when she was old enough to understand something like sexuality, never thought it was weird, never knew the hell Max had to go through.  Max couldn’t have been happier to be cut off from the family fortune and making it on his own. Now men and women alike wanted him for his good looks, charm, wit, and sexy body, instead of his bank account.

“Yeah, it’s too bad he’s not from around here and I probably won’t see him again.” She looked back at him in line at the bar staring at his very carnal body. Not wistfully, she only just met him after all, but with definite interest and a tiny bit of a pout.

“Well . . . I kind of wanted to talk to you about that.” Max said clearing his throat. He was slightly uncomfortable which was unusual considering we told each other everything. She immediately thought she was lusting after Max’s territory or something.

“Oh, I’m sorry, are you and he. ..?” Evie started before being shut down by Max’s amazing laugh.

“Andrastes tits, you think me and Bull . . .” He broke off into more laughter and Evie notices Bull's eyes shoot toward her at the table grinning. There is no way he could know what they were talking about, right?

“Okaaay,” Evie drawled out, looking back to Max as he wiped a tear from his eye. “I was just asking, Maker.”

“We work together, there is no way. Besides,” Max took a drink of his Whiskey neat, “He isn’t my type. I like them pretty, you know that.”

“Yeah, I guess I do. I was just wondering why you were so uneasy.” Evie always knew how to get a conversation back on track. It was one of the things that made her such a good lawyer. Max’s mood immediately shifted from jovial to somber.

“Well, I was going to tell you that you probably would see him again.” Evie looked up at Max as he spoke, desperately wanting to ask him more, but knowing that sometimes silence was the best way to keep someone talking. He took his time, had quite the large swallow of his whiskey, and Evie could see nervousness radiating from him. She folded.

“Hey,” she said softly grabbing Max’s hand. “You know you can tell me anything right?” Max only nodded so she continued, “I love you and there is nothing in this Maker forsaken world that could possibly change that.”

“I know,” Max sighed, “I just don’t want to disappoint you.”

“Hah!” Evie burst out laughing, then turned to look at Max her face changing from cheerful to one of sincerity, “You are the bravest person I know. I admire you so much. I hardly doubt you could tell me anything that would disappoint me unless you gave in to Mother and Fathers demands.” Evie paused for a moment there, looking into Max’s eyes hoping desperately that wasn’t what he was going to tell her. She waited.

“Well, Bull works a lot with different police all the time and he knows the Chief in Skyhold really well.” He looked at her then and whatever he saw on her face was enough to keep him going. “Well, I guess Rutherford has heard a lot about my work here and told Bull that he thought my talent was wasted up here. He asked him to see if I was amenable to a transfer. That he would like to meet with me to see if I would be a good fit for his team.”

Evie’s heart dropped into her stomach just then, but she didn’t show it. She was really good at hiding her emotions. She could hide them from her parents, she could hide them from her classmates, hell, she could even hide them from clients and judges alike. But Max knew her too well, she couldn’t hide them from him, as much as she tried.

“Hey, nothing is official yet, Princess.” Max reached to take her hand and Evie almost let her face give in, but it was neither the time or the place. So, she schooled her face and told Max the truth.

“That would be such a great opportunity for you. I am so proud of you Maxwell Trevelyan. I will miss you, but . . .” Max cut her off.

“Wait, I was thinking that you could come with me to check it out.” Evie looked at him blankly then. “So, I know you don’t want to work with the family, no matter what you tell everyone else, so maybe take this break, come with me and perhaps there will be something there you might want to do. You could escape the Trevelyan name for a while and if nothing clicks for you, you can come back. A few weeks would hardly affect anything here for you, after all.”

Evie had so many emotions running through her head. Hope, fear, excitement, nervousness, joy, anxiety, but the one that finally won out, the one that she couldn’t hide from anyone to save her life, the emotion was relief. Sweet beautiful relief, she never wanted to go to her family’s law firm. She never wanted to take on asshole clients who were trying to get away with something. She never wanted to work and live under her parents’ thumb and under her siblings’ scrutiny. For a moment Evie wanted to cry. Instead, she allowed her relief to turn into pure unadulterated happiness.

More at https://archiveofourown.org/works/15241059/chapters/35350089

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Paradise City Stories

[EXT. Turismo Beach - Noon 1980s] There were kids breakdancing to early Hip Hop, muscle dudes, hot girls in bikinis, hot dog stands, old folks, a mix of cheapo hatches, old and abused American Couples, and high tech modern sport cars passing by. Danny [V.O] “Paradise City, a city of dreams, a city of luxuries, but most importantly a city of Vices.” Turn Up The Radio by Autograph started to play as the Camera flies into a sun faded blue 1970 Carson Rattler Convertible. [INT. Car Interior] There are two guys in the car. The driver is a brown dog with reddish brown hair, he is wearing a blue letterman Jacket. The Passenger is a gray dog with a black Jheri curl, he has a red track jacket on. Danny [V.O.] (Smug) “See that handsome son of a bitch, that’s me, and sorry ladies but I’m taken. I’m that all American Jock all of the girls wants, sure at the time I didn’t have a job you would tell your father, but I have that charm, that look, you know that Good Boy but isn’t a wimp look. Right next to me in the Passenger seat is my best friend Damon Jackson, he’s pretty cool, though he does complain a little too much. I always feel bad for his childhood, with him living in one of the worst hoods in Emperor City, but he has his ways to deal with it, normally working out.” [EXT Turismo Beach] The Rattler stops by the curb. Damon got out. Damon “Hey thanks man.” Danny “Yeah no problem Damon.” Danny turns down the radio. (Smug) “I was already planning to come here anyways.” Danny pointed to a red fox with dark red feathered hair and is wearing a purple bikini top and a denim mini skirt.. Damon (Chuckles) “Alright I will leave you two alone then. See ya!” Damon closed the door and walked to the gym. [EXT. Car Interior pointing to Hot Dog Stand] Danny [V.O] (Smug) “You see that fox over there, yeah that’s my girl Virginia Cox, now V’ isn’t a girly girl, she’s can easily kick your ass, and look fine while doing it. Don’t let her look fool you, she can be one mean bitch, and I’m her Partner in Crime.” [INT. Hot Dog Stand] Virginia (Angry) “Well you can go to hell, you pervert!” Danny Honks the horn Off Scene Danny [O.S] (Shouting) “Babe come here!” Virginia (Smug) “Oh sorry Dick, I got a real man, you know someone with money and respect for a woman.” Virginia walks away while flipping the Hot Dog Vender off Hot Dog Vender (Annoyed) “Fucking bitch.” [INT. Car.] Virginia got into the car. Danny “Hey V’ what was happening over there?” Virginia “Oh just some perv making a joke about me. Don’t worry I gave him hell for it.” Danny (Serious) “V’.” Danny turn Virginia’s head to face him “I will kick that son of a bitch’s ass if I have too.” Virginia “Danny it’s fine, like I said. I gave him hell for the comments.” A short blonde female cougar in a light blue sweater and a white skirt had a bunch of shopping bags, came by the car and started to put the bags in the backseat. She then jumped into the back seat. Danny “Katrina, what are you doing?” Danny [V.O.] “That’s Virginia’s best friend Katrina, she is well dumber than a bag of rocks, and she likes to shop a lot, she has a problem.” Katrina “Oh I just did some shopping.” Danny “Yeah no shit. How much did you waste?” Virginia slaps Danny’s face Virginia (Angry) “Danny just let it go, it’s her money, it’s not our problem.” Danny gave Virginia a look of Confusion. Katrina “She’s totally right Danny.” Danny “Stay out of this.” Katrina (Smug) “Why is it my money?” Virginia “Yeah Danny it’s her money and her problem.” Daryl [O.S.] (Yelling) “Danny start the car!” A tall and buff Wolf with a black mullet & sideburns combo carrying a suitcase runs into the screen and jumps into the back of the car, landing on the bags. Danny [V.O.] (Sighs) “And that is Daryl. The man who ruined my life.” Katrina (Screaming) “DARYL!” Virginia (Surprised) “Daryl what the fuck?!” [EXT. Cheap Hotel] Redneck (Shouting) “Comeback here you fuck!” A man covered in blood limped out of the hotel with a Revolver in hand. [EXT. Car] Danny (Shocked) “Oh shit.” Danny started the car and speeds off The man shot off 2 shots at the Rattler as it speeds off one of the bullets hit the windshield and the other hits the tail light. Virginia (Shouting) “Daryl what the fuck was that?!” Daryl (Happy) “Don’t worry Red, I got the cash.” Daryl pulled out the suitcase full of 10’s and 20’s. “The suckers thought Drywall was Coke.” Danny (Shouting) “Then why did he shoot at us!” Daryl (Muttering) “He did a test.” [EXT. Andrew’s Condo - Dust] The gang parks in front of the Condo. A white cat with blonde hair wearing a brown blazer and black pants came out of the Condo. Andrew (Happy) “Virginia!” Danny [V.O.] This is Andrew, our boss slash landlord slash guy trying to fuck Virginia.” Virginia, Danny, Katrina, and Daryl got out of the car. Daryl “And Company.” Andrew “Yeah yeah yeah. Did you get the money Daryl?” Danny “Yeah he did, but the deal went to shit and the car kinda got shot up.” Danny points at the bullet holes. Andrew “Ah don’t worry. The car was a lemon anyway.” Virginia (Worried) “Hey is Ace here?” Danny [V.O.] “And finally there is Ace. The guy that is probably going to kill me. See Ace is our clean up man” [Mugshot Photos of A red hair with dark red hair, wearing a black leather jack] [INT. Alley - Night] Ace straggling a man with wire [EXT. Cheap 5 story Apartment - Noon] A window breaks and a man falls out of it. [INT. Garage] Ace with a Welding Mask on flips it down and got to work on a tied up man with a Blowtorch. Danny [V.O.] “Yeah it’s best not to mess with him, the only people I know who have the balls to talk down to him are his sister Virginia, or Daryl.” [INT. Andrew’s condo - Dust] Ace came out of the condo. Ace (Giving Danny the death stare) “Hello Virginia.” Virginia “Ace he’s fine.” Ace (Still giving Danny the death stare) Virginia (Roller her eyes) “Ace he’s fine, you don’t have to protect me Ace (Grab Danny by the shirt) “I don’t trust you Danny, you’re just like them.” Virginia (Shouting) “He’s not like them!” Ace (Drops Danny) “Fine.” Andrew (Grabs the Suitcase) “While you guys deal with this, I’m gonna count the cash.” Andrew went inside Danny (Shouting) “What the hell is wrong with you?!” Danny got into Ace’s face. Daryl (Pulls Danny back) “Okay that’s enough Danny, no need to piss him off even more.” Danny [V.O.] (Deep Sigh) “I know this will sound crazy but in a way, Daryl was right.” Danny “Piss him off more? The fucker tries to kill me every other week!” Daryl “Well look at it this way. At least it’s not every week.” Danny Punches Daryl right in his left eye (Shouting) “I’m going to kill you first you inbred dumbass!” Ace Pulls Danny away from Daryl Daryl covers his eye and stumble back a little Virginia (Shouting) “Danny!” Danny stop trying to kick Daryl and turn around to Virginia Virginia (Crying) “Just stop this.” Runs inside Katrina “Jez, you guys are messed up.” Danny [V.O.] “I may not know it at the time, but she was right. We were fucked up, and the next 3 years shows that, but me being dumb and young. I thought she said that to get me away from Daryl.” Andrew [O.S.] (Yelling) “This is paper!” Daryl (Shouting) “What?!” Andrew [O.S.] “It’s fake!” Daryl (Under his breath) “Shit.” (Shouting) “So now what?!” Andrew [O.S.] (Shouting) “Kill that cheap son of a bitch! I don’t want to see you, or Danny back into that fucker is dead!” Daryl “Well you heard the man Dannyboy.” Daryl got into the Rattler. Danny Rolled his eyes and got into the Rattler. [EXT. Turismo Beach Strip - Night] The Neon from the Strip was shining on the old Rattler, the end of Twisted Sister’s Leader of the Pack was playing on the radio. Rock Radio DJ “Alright that was Twisted Sister’s cover of Leader of the Pack. Let’s go to the phone.” Woman on the phone “Oh my god I love you guys, me & some gals are going out on the town and we need some tunes.” Rock Radio DJ “I can do that, Motley Crue, Girls Girls Girls.” Daryl Turn the radio up “Oh hell yeah! Boys we’re gonna head to the Nudie Bar tonight!” Danny (Shouting) “Can we get this job done first!” Daryl “Okay fine. Fun Police.” Danny (Shouting) “Do you take anything seriously?!” Daryl “Buddy listen, I have my goals and you have your’s.” Danny (Shouting) “Really what are they?!” Daryl “Give me More sex, more tats, more blood, more pain, more threats, more fast, torn jeans, cocaine, more pretty strippers with the big red lips making big tips showing off the nice big tits Ha!” Danny Punch Daryl in the shoulder. “Jesus Christ I’m with a goddamn child!” Daryl (Chuckles) “That means you just hit a child, you abuser.” Danny “Daryl shut the fuck up.” Daryl “Okay Jez, Though Crowd.” [EXT. Cheap Hotel on the Strip - Night] Daryl knocks on the door. Redneck “Who is it?!” Daryl (Bad Mexican Accent) “Housekeeping.” Dann punches Daryl in the shoulder while Daryl chuckles at his bad accent. Redneck “Come in.” Daryl Daryl pulls out a double barrel sawed off Shotgun he has around his right leg and opens the door. [INT Cheap Hotel Room - Night] No one was in the room. Danny (Whispering) “Where is he?” Redneck (With a baseball bat.) “RIght behind you.” The Redneck took a swing at Danny but Daryl jumped in and took the hit, knocking the gun out of Daryl’s hand and landing right in front of Danny. Danny picked the gun up, he was shaking. Daryl Daryl kicked the bat out of the man’s hands. (Shouting) “Shoot the bastard!” Danny Everything went slow as Danny pulled the trigger, firing the gun, the Lead went into the Man’s heart, and knocking him off of Daryl. Danny [V.O.] “At this moment, my life changed forever.” The man slams into the wall, as he slides down a trail of blood following him down. Daryl (Impressed) “Oh shit Danny… Go wait in the car I will clean up..” Danny walks out of the Hotel while Daryl gets his knife out and starts cutting the carpet covered in blood. [EXT. Carson Rattler - Night] Dary put the body in the trunk and got into the Rattler that Danny was waiting in. Daryl starts the car and floors it out. [INT. Carson Rattler - Night] Danny (Shocked) “I… I just… k-killed a man.” Daryl (Joking) “Yes you did you cold blooded killer!” Danny “N-n-no, I just… killed a man.” Daryl “Got some Shell Shock there Danny-boy?” Danny “I j-just killed a man.” Daryl (Worried) “Shit… Okay let’s go to a Strip Club, I need to cheer you up.” Daryl stops at a red light. Damon [O.S.] (Angry) “Danny what the fuck?!” Damon jump into the Rattler. Daryl “Hey Damon.” Damon “Where the fuck where you? You left me out here!” Daryl “Hey Damon calm down a little.” Damon “Calm down? Motherfucker I got mugged, and I had to beat the living shit out the mugger to get my money back!” Daryl “And Danny shot a guy, and by the looks of it he’s not dealing with it well.” Damon (Goes from Angry to comfortin) “Oh shit Danny, look it will be alright, I mean chances are he was a loner, no friends, no family, no one will remember him.” Daryl “He was part of the Dixie Mob.” Damon “So yeah like I said no one will remember him.” Daryl (Chuckles) “Yeah true.” [INT. Strip Club - Night] The place was sleazy and dirty. The pink Neon lights the hallway to the Stage, the building had about 20 people in it, not counting staff. Danny, Damon, and Daryl were sitting next to each other. Danny was still in shock. Damon was bored as he does not care for women, and Daryl was Happy as can be. Danny [V.O.] “Now if Daryl fucks up he will do one of three things, he would get you a gun, a car, or take you to the strip club, and since all of the stores close at 8, it’s this.” DJ “Alright Fellas here’s Cherri!” The DJ plays Sticky Sweet by Motley Crue as an Arctic Fox with Pink highlights come out. Daryl (Excited) “Woah baby come here!” (Calm) “This helping Danny?” Danny gave Daryl a blank stare. Daryl “Yeah I need to get her more naked. Thanks for the advice.” Damon (Roll his eyes) “Why couldn’t you leave me in the car?” Daryl “Because this is more fun.” Damon “You know I’m Gay, right Daryl?” Daryl (Put his finger on Damon’s lips) “Shhh. We can have people knowing about that, only god knows if another AID’s panic happens.” A couple of Yuppies come in and Daryl has his eyes on them already. Daryl “Hey you see they fucks over there. Watch this.” Daryl walks over to the yuppies. Damon “Oh shit he’s gonna do a singing rant again.” Daryl (Shouting) “HEY YUPPIES!” (Angry) “You read the Daily Street Journal, sippin’ champagne in your limousine, Well I'll be alright with a cold Shud Light and a hot rod magazine.” Danny and Damon (Try to hide) Daryl (Angry) “You all love your Vitesses that you drive, Well my gas guzzling '81 Pickup suits me fine. So keep in mind you pretty kids that think you're all so cool, Just remember we're the ones that beat the shit out of you in school.” (Grab Danny and Damon) “We're just backwoods boys, making noise in a new age society. And we don't give a shit about the stock market or life of luxury.” Danny and Damon were motorfied as the yuppies just stared at the three. [EXT. Strip Club Parking Lot- Night] The Parking Lot had like 5 cars, the Rattler the boys drove in with, a Blue with a Silver Strip 1984 Carson Rattler, a black and red pinstripe 1983 Krystal Corona, a gray and blue striped 1982 Kuruma K280, and a White and Yellow 1959 Carson Luxomatic. The music stopped as the three were thrown out both verbally and physically. Daryl (Shouting) “Fuck you guys!” The boys got up. Damon and Danny started to walk to the Rattler before Daryl grabbed them by the collar. Daryl (A little boozed up) “Woah woah woah. Where are you two going?” Damon (Deadpan) “Back to the car?” Daryl “And not pick up a new model?” Daryl pulls Danny and Damon to the new Rattler. “So Damon do you magic.” Damon (Sighs) “Daryl, Danny is in Shock, you’re drunk and it’s 11 at night. I think we should worry about getting home first.” Daryl (Open the door to the Rattler) “Hey the door is open!” A gunshot killed the silence and struck Damon’s shoulder. Damon screams in pain. Daryl (Panicked) “Shit, shit, shit Danny you got to drive!” Daryl pulled Damon into the car and Danny hopped into the car. The Keys feel from the Sun Visor on Danny’s lap Danny [V.O.] “I don’t know if it’s pure Fight or Flight but on that night I was in full Flight & Fight.” Danny throws the car into reverse, jumping the curve. The shooter shot the glass to the Kuruma and hopped in it. Daryl “That ain’t no bouncer.” [EXT. Danvis St] The Rattler speeds away while the Kuruma speeds to the Rattler. The Kuruma side slips three parked cars. [INT. Rattler] Daryl “Jesus, that little junkomobile isn’t going to live if he keeps driving like that!” Damon (Shouting) “Can you keep pressure on me!” The White and Yellow 1959 Carson Luxomatic comes like a Bat outta hell and nearly T-Bones the Rattler. The Kuruma T-Bones the Luxomatic, sending the japanese Sports Car into a Gas Station, the Luxomatic burst into flames from the impact, the Kuruma barely missed the pumps and landed into the back off of Pickup. The Rattler made a sharp left turn into Parkview Ave. Daryl “I think they’re gone.” [EXT. Parkview Ave] The Krystal blocks the road. Danny stombs on the brakes, nearly hitting the Krystal. A Racoon in a Denim Cut off Sleeve Jacket got out of the Krystal. Danny got out of the Rattler. Damon (Worried) “Danny the guy probably got a gun!” Danny Right Hooked the Racoon in the face and started going to town on him. Daryl “Yeah kick his ass!” Danny [V.O.] “You know what. There was something about bashing that guy’s skull into that car that changed me, maybe it’s that paired with me shooting that guy earlier, but I changed, for the better and the worse.” Daryl got out of the car and went over to Danny. Danny was just finishing up beating the guy. Daryl “Jesus Calm down there killer, you finally got out of Shock.” Danny Stop beating the guy. “Yeah.” Daryl “Oh sick Vest.” Daryl took the vest off of the body. Danny “Daryl that’s low.” Daryl (Shouting) “It’s a badass vest!” Put the vest on. “Like a glove. Come on, I bet Virginia is worried sick about you.” The boys got into the Rattler and drove away. The Credits Role as Darkest Side of the Night by Metropolis plays. The Camera zooms out of the scene and pans to the Moon.

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