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Oh dear, would I ever! Favourite Caleb Moment. You want me, tumblr user autistic-caleb-widogast, to choose my favorite moment of my favorite character out of truly more than 500 hours? You get how this is an impossible task? Lol I will try though!

From the top of my head, there are the accent bits. Eldritsch Bläääst. Of course. But now for (probably wayyy too many) top hits in roughly chronological order:

I truly love the hand flapping and happy excitement at Notts first message! Iconic!

His absolutely flat monotone delivery of "I'm gonna tell you the story of how I murdered my mother and father", and Notts little "oh" ... OUCH!

The "We all have extreme syphilis"... Iconic.

Winning the drinking contest and being a silly drunk!

The HDYWDT against their first big bad, Lorenzo! At a live show! With a cantrip!!!! I-con-ic!...

"I'm tired. We're all tired. Buuuuuut... I'll get to work if I have to" Iconic.

The nat 20 for deciphering Avantikas coded book! Iconic!

WALL OF FIREEEEE!!!!!! COUNTERSPELL!!! need I say more! What's sexier than wizards! Nothing!

Getting shaved by Yasha with her anti-magic-user sword!

"Light them up, pretty"... Setting his party on blast while mind controlled and almost dying during the fight... Blood effects on max... (I actually tracked his health during that fight and wowie I almost passed out right along with him it was so stressful. Definitely my favorite fight of the m9.)...

HANDING OVER THE BEACON!!!! CLUTCH!!! WHAT A MOVE OH MY GOD!!!

"making vulnerability look easy" when Beau needs to rest but does not want to say so and he pretends he needs to...

The scourger interrogation "Some of us get tired of macabre fairy tales. So enjoy your mouthful of lies before they choke it out of you"... Getting slashed and allowing Essek to crush the scourger...

Initiating the entire party piling all their magical objects on depowered Fjord...

"I wanna roleplay Fish and chips!"

Getting 3 spells from essek on a 13 persuasion... Sexy.

HDYWDT on the laughing hand by Widogasts Web of Fire!!

Seeming shenanigans with Fjord and a robe.

"I'm the transmutation wizard, but you're the one who changes people"!

Making the spell for the ReVethification with Essek and Nott!

The Essek confrontation... "You were not born with venom in your veins" "Maybe you and I are both damned, but we can choose to do something and leave it better than it was before" STANDING OVATION! (I watched that one live and it was extremely good. 97 is probably my favorite C2 episode.)

Putting on a show for Traveler Con!

Blasting his friends into snow drifts!

This nine sided Tower can fit so much love for Caleb's friends in it!

Der Katzenprinz!

Gravity Sinkhole! At the Sanatory. Such a nice quiet inconspicuous spell.

Generally, Caleb going feral during that fight lol. (loved that ep.) Nat 20 counterspell against Trent!!!

The fact that he didn't die until the final fight! Like... Try keeping a wizard alive that long lol, it's hard!

Overall I love his growth! In his relationships with the m9, especially Beau! Being practically unable to talk a few words with her without a heavy misunderstanding, sharing awkward apology hugs, to sharing whole conversations and building each other up... being the empire siblings... Going from being alone and unattached and privately afraid and hiding from Ikithon, to begrudgingly accepting he has real friends now, who he can't save from his backstory, and who are ready to fight for and with him... And saying he is back on his feet... Dare I say poetic cinema.

As for Caduceus,

his divine interventions PLURAL,

him dropping absolutely raw lines on Trent Ikithon,

him being cute with Luc,

and his journey with Fjord, mentoring him and converting him to becoming a Paladin of Melora.

Sorry there's not a thousand moments like I did for Caleb, I love Cad too, but I'm a Caleb Stan first and foremost.

If you don't wanna read all this I understand lol, but hey. You ask a Caleb Stan account about their favorite moments, this is what you get lol

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Laura to Taliesin: ahaa don't be sad king, your dice are sparkly and your damage is huge

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Holy shit the peak ND energy of making a joke that's only perceivable as such via insight check...

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Episode 13: the gentleman (a powerful, dangerous slave trader) intimidates the m9 into giving him their blood

Episode 130: jester gives the gentleman (her father) fashion advice after parent trapping him

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thadelightfulone · 4 years

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The Firm - Chapter 12

Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11

Summary: Erik has been hired to find an embezzler for an old friend. The whole gang is back at GBI, ready to fight an old enemy and save their friend.

Pairing: Erik x Black!OC

Genre: Suspense

Bridges checks the time; it is about 4 in the afternoon. The sun is still out, so they have to make sure they set up where they will not be easily found. Green pulls the SUV into a parking lot across the street from where Gina’s warehouse is located. They are guarded by another abandoned warehouse. Kill’s phone is out, checking for any heat sources coming from the inside of the building. He nods to Green, who parks and gets out to stretch out after the drive.

Kill, Bridges, and Green walk around the SUV together. Inside the back is a trunk full of lethal goodies for their use. Kill pops the lock, showing them the inventory. Matt stays inside, looking on as they make their decisions on what to take with them. All the items are equipped for hand-to-hand combat. They already know that this fight will be up close and personal. Gina made it that way both in her intentions and her chosen location for this meeting.

Bridges is standing there, weighing a .40 caliber Glock in her hands. It has been years since she held one or even had a need to use one. She grabs a 22 round magazine to load the gun, releases the safety, and hands it over to Green. Green thanks her and holsters the gun under his arm.

The Glock 19 that Kill loaded in the car is in his tactical holster on his leg. One side of his matching vest holds two more Glocks and about 4 additional magazines. He takes a moment to once again check his phone screen before reaching for a few throwing knives and an M9 bayonet fighting knife. Bridges stops helping Green and watches as Kill gathers everything he wants, adding it to his vest or his holsters.

Green clears his throat, and Bridges hands him the other gun she loaded for him. He steps back as he has everything he needs. But he grabs a laptop from one of the other bags before getting out of her way. Bridges grabs 2 Glocks and additional magazines for herself. She puts on her tactical vest and loads her weapons.

Once everyone has all their desired weapons, they return to the front of the SUV. On the hood, Kill rolls out the warehouse floor plans that Stacey printed. He sets his phone aside as he looks things over. The screen shows 6 heat signatures surrounding Gina’s building.

“Alright, there are 3 floors, including the basement to the warehouse. Our focus needs to be on the first and lower floors because she would never be dumb enough to use the top to hold hostages.” Pointing to the entrances, he shows Bridges and Green the matching locations on his phone. The two side entrances have two people on them, while the front and back doors only have one.

“It looks like the best way to enter is through the back door since there is an elevator and stairs to the basement on that side.” Green states as he looks at the basement floor plan.

“Do you know how much security she has out here?” Bridges asks.

“Yo Matt! When you met up with her anywhere, how many men did she usually have?”

“Ummm, she always had two near her. But whenever I met her onsite like this, it was about 6 or 8 additional guys. Everyone always near an entrance or something, doubling as a clean-up crew.” Matt sits back again as they all take in what he said.

“So, let’s go with a possible 10-15 total inside and around the warehouse. We won’t be able to detect the others until we get a bit closer.” Green says.

“Not a problem. Once we clear all entrances, we can enter from any point and have enough cover to take out anyone left.” Kill responds.

“Sounds good to me.” Bridges pipes in.

“Now, we wait for it to get darker before going in.” They all jump back in the car, waiting for the sun to set.

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It has been about an hour since LaNyah found out that every person she holds near and dear is in the crosshairs of one Miss Gina McCoy Williams. Gina left to get them food after LaNyah was settled from her panic attack. While she was gone, Laura shared how she knew who she was. So, now LaNyah knows that Matt didn’t choose her, but Gina did, and her connection to Ashley and Alex was just a bonus. But the connection to Erik was confusing to her, she just met him, but Gina made it sound like more and she didn’t know how to feel about that.

Gina came back in with her two associates, LaNyah recognized them as the guys who moved her from the other room. They had covered dishes in their hands and placed them in front of the women. “Go ahead and eat.” No one moves, “Neither one of you is good to me dead. Now please, Laura, if not for you then for the baby. And LaNyah, I know you just cried everything out. Nibble, if you must, but I promise I did not poison the food. Besides, Kimmy’s makes the best sandwiches.” LaNyah looks at her strangely. Gina waves them both to eat while uncovering her plate.

LaNyah lifts the cover to see her exact order from the last time she met Ashley at Kimmy’s Café – grilled chicken club on sourdough, fries, and fruit with a side of ranch. She groans while looking at it, since that was also the day she figured out that she had a small crush on her new boss, Erik. She was about to put the cover back on when her stomach gurgled loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. She looks over at the two men, who are tucking into their meals. Laura has pulled apart the sandwich and is picking at the inside.

Gina glances over at LaNyah. “You have been intravenously fed for the last three days. Eat up while you can. Or should I have them replace the IV for you?” LaNyah picks up a fry and dips it in the ranch. “Good girl. Thank you. I really do hate to be mean to other women.” She wipes her mouth, “When we finish eating, I will continue with my story.”

Laura scraps the plate with the fork, “You aren’t done?”

“Oh no, I need you to understand why they must be destroyed.”

LaNyah mumbles, “I don’t think that’s necessary.”

“Of course, you wouldn’t, dear.” Gina drops her napkin in her lap. “Since you both are so chatty, I guess now is as good a time as any.” Laura and LaNyah sigh in unison as Gina moves around, taking LaNyah’s old chair since they are both on the couch now.

“I would rather eat if you don’t mind.” Laura tries to pull the sandwich together and takes a big bite and smiles.

“Oh, I’m not stopping you. Enjoy your meal. It will probably be your last anyway.” Gina looks at her watch, then crosses her legs getting comfortable. “Now, where were we?” She taps her knees before clapping her hands. “Yes, Erik ‘Killer’ I mean ‘Killmonger’ Stevens. Boy, does that man have quite the reputation. He killed 5 men all by himself once while on a mission. Came out unharmed, barely a scratch on him. I mean, do you know what kind of cold-blooded killer would do something like that?”

“You said they were all military. That sounds job-related to me. Kill or be killed, right?” Laura wipes her mouth with a napkin.

“Sure, when you kill your enemies. And that time, he did. But the last time was the murder of a known associate.” Gina stands and paces the room, “He set up a shooter’s nest and gunned down my brother like he was picking off a deer. If it really were enemy fire, then someone else would have been there with him, and he would not have drowned on his own blood with no attempt at saving his life.” Her voice is increasing in volume as she shares the details, choking on a sob. “He planned it out to the last detail, even brought in help to lie for him. He left enemy guns at the scene so no one would question him or the others about what happened. They crafted the perfect story together. Him and Green.”

“How do you know all of this?”

“Why are you telling us this?” Laura is louder than LaNyah, who has stopped eating and has curled up on the couch. But Gina heard them both.

Looking towards Laura, “I have my ways. And money talks even in the military.” She waits until LaNyah cautiously glances her way, “I want you to know the truth about your beloved Erik.” LaNyah opens her mouth to talk, but Gina cuts her off, “It’s not hard to see why he would fall for someone like you. I mean opposites do attract. And it can’t get any further apart than the two of you.”

LaNyah is listening, but she is not comprehending what Gina just said. Erik doesn’t like her. She likes him, but he would never want a girl like her. She occupies a small space compared to what he has seen and experienced —and he’s done much more, all over the world, according to Gina’s rambling about his military career. A man like that goes for the Staceys of the world. A woman who knows herself and actually lives life. LaNyah’s life is too narrow for someone like that.

Her head is spinning as Gina continues talking, more for Laura at this point since she has tuned out. Her crush is not going anywhere. They work together, and that’s it. LaNyah can think or figure that mess out later. She just needs to focus on the fact that they should be coming to save her and Laura; she rolls her eyes at the thought of the woman. She hates her for something that Nyah was used for; how does that even work. I AM THE PAWN PEOPLE!

She hears a far way sound that becomes clearer when she blinks. LaNyah looks up to find Gina standing right in front of her. “What?”

“Just wanted to make sure that you are here. I can’t have you hiding in that pretty little head of yours. I need you here.”

“It’s not like I can go anywhere,” LaNyah grumbles.

“Very true.” Gina looks down at her watch again. Sending a signal to her men, who suddenly walk out of the room. “Why don’t you both go over to the beds? Get comfortable.”

“I’m fine right where I am.” Laura nods in agreement scooting closer to her and grabs LaNyah’s hands. If they are safe anywhere right now, it is next to one another.

Gina takes a seat on the chair beside the couch. “Suit yourselves. Doesn’t matter to me.” LaNyah looks at Laura, who is just as confused after watching Gina, who grabs a book from the table and starts reading.

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Green drives the SUV behind Gina’s warehouse after getting an all-clear from Kill. He ran across a few minutes before and slit the throat of the guard on backdoor duty. Any gunshots too early would give them all away. He pulled out the laptop to see if he could pinpoint the rest of them inside the warehouse.

As they pull up, he runs over to them, “I got ‘em.” Kill announces as he jumps in. He opens the laptop, angling it for all to see, “There are 10 men total on this level – it looks like she increased the number surrounding the building, and then there are three between the stairwell and elevator.”

“That doesn’t count the men that Matt says she normally has with her.” Green counts off.

“They are probably below with her, and we won’t see that until we clear the first floor.” Kill states. Green shakes his head.

“Are we handling this like earlier? Two rush front?” Kill nods in the affirmative at Green.

“You’ll stay here with Bridges until we get everyone out.” Kill tells Matt, as he stands beside the SUV stretching out his limbs. The sky is pink and orange over the horizon, so they all stepped out, ready to make their move.

“Excuse me!” The high pitch screech comes from the other side of the vehicle.

“I didn’t stutter, Bridges.” Kill rolls his eyes as Ashley makes her way in front of him. “You are watching Matthew. End. Of. Story.”

Puffing out her chest, “Did you not just hear what I told my husband earlier?” Kill looks at the plans in his hands, rolling them up before turning to her.

“Yeah, and you are here. So, you will get to see LaNyah after we save her.” He steps up to her, forcing her to look up at him, “But you will not be joining us inside the warehouse. So, get comfy out here.”

“Seriously? I can be useful in there, Kill.” He turns away from her, focusing on the heat sensors showing up on the computer screen on the back seat. Bridges stomps away. “This is bullshit.”

“Ashley, come here. “ She walks over to her husband. “We need someone to handle shit out here. Remember, she has more men than us. You see anyone run out; you shoot they ass. No questions asked.”

Rolling her eyes, “Lookout?”

“The most important part of the job, sweets.” He tries to hug her, but she pushes him away. “Love you, too.”

Bridges roughly grabs Matt dragging him to the front driver’s seat. “Get in, sit down and shut up.” When Matt is comfortable in the seat, she cuffs his hands together, then pulls the steering wheel down, and with a chain locks his cuffs to the wheel. “He’s locked in tight.”

“Great. Make your way around to the front. Green and I have the side entrances.” He looks over at Bridges, who pulled out her gun. “On my signal,” Kill points towards the building, and they all move forward in unison spreading out to their locations.

As soon as Bridges makes it around the corner to the front of the warehouse, she immediately opens fire on the guys standing there. 3 shots, 3 bodies drop. Damn, the front was only supposed to have one, maybe 2 guys up there. She carefully walks through them, shooting each one a second time to make sure they don’t get up.

Making her way to the entrance, she notices a wide-open space with a desk in the back. Bridges hears movement headed her way. Lifting her gun, she ducks as a bullet passes to her left. She runs behind a stack of boxes, peeking out before and shooting out at the two men running towards her. One drops and the other makes it to her as she puts her foot out to trip him. She steps over him and shoots him in the head.

She walks the rest of the warehouse floor, checking for anyone else and goes back outside. The front is now clear. Bridges moves back to the edge of the building to watch for any strays who might run out.

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Gina looks up as her two personal guards and another man enter the room. They are dragging something behind them. “We found him tied up to the side of the building, Boss.”

A piercing scream shatters the once quiet basement as Laura looks up to see Matt standing between Gina’s men.

Jumping up, she claps in excitement, “Our guests have arrived. Go ahead and sit him next to Laura.” The men drop Matt on the couch; he reaches over and holds Laura, who is crying loudly into his chest. “Now, the fun begins.”

LaNyah says nothing as she watches the two blubbering idiots next to her. All she knows is that if Matt is here, so is everyone else. Her friends, the cavalry, and they are here for her. And them, or whatever.

Gina moves to stand near LaNyah and signals her men to stand near the door. The other man radios for back up but hears nothing but static on the other end. LaNyah curls up on the couch as they listen to the barrage of gunfire above them.

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Green has his gun out and shoots down the first guy to approach him. The other two run out of the side entrance towards him, guns blazing, and he gets nicked on the shoulder right as he hits one in both knees. He rolls along the building, killing the man on the ground and shoots the last guy standing before slipping into the side entrance door.

Kill sneaks up on the first guard near the back of the building. He once again takes out his M9 knife and brings it across his neck. Lowering his body to the ground, he continues forward to the side door. Two men with guns turn around and let off a couple of rounds. Kill throws the knife and pulls out his gun, shooting the one who is still facing him. As the other guy swings away, grabbing his shoulder, Kill walks up and shoots him through the temple.

Green leans against the wall waiting for Kill to appear on the other side directly across from him. He hears a few more pops before Kill bounds through the side entrance. They nod to the other and move forward as one heading to the back of the warehouse where the stairwell and elevator are. Kill pulls out his phone to check for the location of everyone down below. They can make out 5 shapes down below. Moving towards the stairwell, they hear some shuffling and immediately turn their guns on the person approaching them.

“What the fuck, Bridges?”

“God damnit, Ashley!” Kill and Green exclaim as she bounces into view.

“What are you doing here? And where is Matt?” Kill quickly rushes out.

“I have him locked up outside of the building. Besides, I figured you could use the help.” She explains.

“Bridges -” Kill groans.

“No Kill, I want this bitch.” Bridges cuts him off, “I’m going down there with you. Done deal.”

“Fine, take the center.” He concedes and allows her to step in front of him.

Green leads them down the stairs leading to the basement. Bridges follows, and Kill pulls up the rear. They know everyone is located in the center of the basement. Walking along the right side, they slowly approach the door leading to the massive room. In a semi-circle, the group looks at one another before Green steps forward, kicking the down the door as Kill and Bridges rush through.

All three of them are standing at the top of the room, looking down at everyone when Gina’s men move in. 3 loud bangs are heard as each one of her men hit the floor. In the same order, they make their way down the stairs. Bridges notices Matt on the couch with Laura, motioning to Green, so he knows.

Gina watches all of them before snatching LaNyah up from the couch. She holds her right in front of her as all the guns in the room turn towards her.

“Hello Everyone! It’s nice to meet you finally.” Gina cheerfully greets the trio. Matt covers Laura as he watches all of them keep their guns on Gina. “See LaNyah; I told you they would come. It was only a matter of time.”

LaNyah looks up after gaining her balance when Gina pulled her off the couch. All her friends are here, but she has never seen them like this. If looks could kill, Gina would be dead where she stands, and Nyah would be caught in the middle. All the guns were pointed at Gina, but also her since Gina is using her as a shield.

Ashley is off to the left, hair in a disheveled bun with specks of blood splattered across her face. Mr. Green is standing near Laura and Matt on the right, keeping an eye on them with two guns up. Is that a hole in his arm? LaNyah shakes her head, and then there’s Erik. He is dead center watching her with that same intensity that he always does, but it just feels scarier somehow. Like a caged lion prowling the land, ready for action at the slightest movement. He also has a gun in each hand and blood all over the front pocket of his fatigues. There they are her friends, the soldiers.

“Everyone put your guns down.” Gina calmly requests, to no response. “NOW!” She yells. Still, no one budges. “Of course.” Pulling LaNyah closer to her chest, she whispers loud enough for the room to hear. “You know why he won’t shoot me, right?” LaNyah knows who she is talking about but closes her eyes, so she doesn’t have to meet his gaze. Gina shakes her, “Open your eyes! Go ahead and look at your Killer lover.”

“Leave her alone, Gina!” Kill yells out, lowering his guns. “I get it; you want us all. But I did it, so deal with me.”

“Look at him, trying to be all chivalrous. It’s only because I have you.” Gina continues to speak in her ear. “Just look at him.” LaNyah opens her eyes to see Erik lowering both of his guns to the floor, and kicking them away from him. The look on his face, what is that? LaNyah bows her head, looking away from him.

“Let her go. You can take me instead, and no one else has to die.” Kill lifts his hands in surrender.

Locking LaNyah’s arms to her side much tighter now, Gina looks at him. “Now, you want to show some compassion? Where was your sympathy when it came to my brother, huh?” Gina slowly walks back towards the table, “Fuck you, Killmonger!”

Ashley has been watching LaNyah the whole time, and when she finally catches her eyes, she makes a signal to her. As soon as Gina reaches back to grab something from the table, she shouts, “NOW NYAH!” LaNyah stomps her heel down into Gina’s foot before ducking and rolling out of the way. Bridges aims for Gina taking her down with a double-tap to the chest.

Green goes over to Matt and Laura, leading them out of the building. While Bridges and Kill watch Gina drop, they can hear her struggling to breathe. She grabs at her neck, choking on her own blood, just like her brother did nearly 20 years ago. Bridges approaches Gina and aims one last time, shooting her point-blank in the head.

LaNyah banged her head against the table, rolling away and tries to sit up as Erik rushes towards her. When he leans over with his hands out to help her up, she scoots away, backing up into the wall and bursts into tears. Ashley makes her way over, grabbing her into a hug. “I’m so sorry, sweetie.” She sits down next to her, rubbing her back and starts crying along with her.

Kill stands up and walks over to Gina’s dead body. He looks at the table to find what she was reaching for. There on the edge is a remote clicker with one button. Probably a bomb linked to the whole building. Damn, she was going to take everyone out, including herself. That was one crazy bitch. He disables the remote, leaving all the pieces on the table.

Green returns and taps Kill on the shoulder as he makes his way to Ashley and LaNyah. “Are we good, ladies?”

Ashley looks down at LaNyah, who is sniffling now, “It’s ok, LaNyah. You’re safe now. We got you.” Nyah looks up at everyone, including Kill, who stands besides Green. She nods and follows Ashley’s lead to stand. Ashley takes Green’s hand, and LaNyah just looks at Erik’s outstretched hand. Once Ashley is up, she turns back to LaNyah, who reaches for her. Ashley helps her up and holds her hand.

Erik drops his head as he pulls his hand back. Ashley watches him and smiles sadly in his direction as she and LaNyah walk out of the room. Killmonger vanished as soon as the threat was over. So, now Erik is left to feel the hurt caused by LaNyah being scared of him now. He would never hurt her, but there is no way for her to know that. And even if he would give his life for her, it wouldn’t even matter. Erik is a monster in her eyes.

Alex and Erik walk the room once more to check for any other surprises before leaving out of the warehouse.

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All is quiet as the group heads towards the SUV. Alex and Erik stand back as they watch both the women they care about get inside the vehicle, safe and sound. Before Erik walks around to the passenger side, Alex pulls him aside.

“Stevens, thank you.” Erik shrugs him off, “I don’t just mean for today.” Erik stops at that. “For everything. For Ashley. Being brave enough to handle McCoy and not letting the military give him a slap on the wrist for what he did. And LaNyah, too. You are the best protector that she could ask for, even if she doesn’t know it.”

Erik looks at him before opening the door to the SUV. “And she probably never will.” Looking inside, he sees Matt and Laura curled up on the 2nd row while LaNyah and Ashley are in the back on the 3rd row. He can hear hushed whispers coming from them. She still wants to be as far away from him as possible. Erik shakes his head and leans back in the seat, closing his eyes. It’s going to be a long ride back to Orange County.

Chapter 13

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Prompt Advent, day 28: Alone for the holidays

1. 2019 Kyle

It was the holidays after the whole Caufield/ Max dying, Rosa being resurrected debacle. With his father in a coma in the hospital, his brothers off to god knows where doing god knows what, Maria unable to look him in the eye as she held Michael’s hand, Kyle working and Liz busy with her newly resurrected sister, Alex was expecting to just spend Christmas holed up alone in his cabin, eating shitty food from a can and getting drunk on the bottle of wine Isobel had given him for… well, he wasn’t sure.

In a fit of absolute insanity he’d bought Buffy a little Christmas hat. She was now laying in front of the fire, the hat a little crooked as she had her head resting on her paws. She looked like she was humouring him. He appreciated it. Alex had taken off his own hat about an hour ago after he realized it was becoming too warm in the cabin to keep it on. He had the sleeves of his old, grey Henley pushed up to his elbows, the plain black sweatpants he was wearing were actually too big for him, but he still wore them because they were comfortable. One pant leg was tied in a knot as his prosthetic was in his bedroom somewhere, his crutches leaning against the side of the couch.

He was glad he’d replaced the ancient television Jim had had there with a nicer, newer model, one that actually had colour images. He was watching some sort of shitty Hallmark Christmas movie. The kind that had the same plot as about fifteen other Christmas movies except with different actors.

Alex was only half paying attention, maybe twenty five percent. He leaned forward to grab his glass and take another sip of the wine and made a face. It was probably an expensive bottle, but Alex had never been much of a wine drinker, overseas they drank beer or hard liquor, so he’d kind of automatically developed a taste for that.

Plus, wine gave him killer hangovers.

He was feeling a little masochistic, sue him.

He tried to force himself not to think about Michael and Maria, probably having a nice, candlelit dinner, just the two of them. Maybe Michael would cook, maybe Maria would make her special holiday eggnog that never failed to wipe the floor with Alex. She’d smile, skin looking radiant in the candlelight, he’d take her hand-

The sound of a car outside had him snap from his dangerous line of thought and reach for a gun he didn’t have on his hip. Fuck. Buffy lifted up her head and when there was the sound of a car door opening and closing, she got up and headed towards Alex, her nails scratching over the wooden floor. She made a low “woof” kind of sound. As if she was saying, just give me the word, I’ll get them. God he loved that dog.

Alex pulled the drawer under the coffee table open and took his Beretta M9 from the drawer along with the clip, loading it with quick, efficient movements. Shit, this wasn’t going to be smooth. He tucked the gun in the back of his sweatpants, praying they wouldn’t fall down with it. He grabbed his crutches and moved towards the front door. He set his left crutch against the wall. He took the gun out with his left hand and held it out of view as he peeked through the glass. It was a good thing he could shoot about as well with his left hand as his right.

The car was a black SUV, he he’d only heard one door, so one person. He could-

‘Alex?’ Alex lowered the gun automatically.

‘Kyle?’ Alex asked, pulling the door open. Kyle was grinning and he had a plate covered with tinfoil in his hands, his smile dropped as soon as he saw the gun in Alex’s hand.

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heatload384 · 3 years

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Traitors in the town [RF]

“Ok, we have two possible traitors to this town.” The detective announced, his name was Dawson Cain. “Well, what are we doing here? Let’s kill these bastards.” Maxwell said, he was our town guard, our town was guarded by a big gate and was surrounded by a concrete wall stretching around the entire town; Justin nodded in agreement, he was the town mechanic. “I will be in my office.” Heartwell said, he was the town doctor, no one knew his first name, “Um, hey doc, I have something on my arm that needs to be checked.” Carter said, the towns salesman, he sells stuff to other people from different towns to make money. I looked at Alex, the town helper, if you need help, young Alex is your guy.

Then there's me, my name is Mark, my partner is Mason, we are cops. “Wait, before you leave, everyone keep weapons on you.” Dawson says. “Way ahead of you.” I say. Maxwell for a mobile gun has a glock 24, Justin has a glock 22, Heartwell carries around a colt python, Carter carries a 44. Magnum, Alex carries a SIG sauer p226, I carry a trusty M9 beretta, and Mason carries a colt m1911, as for Dawson, he carries a ruger Bearcat.

For the big stuff Maxwell has a UMP with a laser sight, Justin has a sawn off pump shotgun, Heartwell has a m4A1 with a red dot sight and a laser sight, Carter has a pump shotgun, Alex has a MP5, I use an EVO 3 A1 without a stock and a red dot scope, Mason has a Scorpion with an extended mag, Dawson uses a Tech 9 with an extended mag. Everyone either walked away or nodded and walked away, “Mark, Mason, keep an eye on Tray he didn’t attend the meeting” Tray Imerson, he was a shady guy but he was a town member so, he didn’t really do anything he just checked storms or alerts, he carried a glock 17 and a AK-47. He usually wore a hoodie; a strand of his medium long dirty blonde hair poking through. We went over to his house, I knocked on his door and he opened, “Yes can I help?” He asked, “Um, you doing ok?” I asked, “Yeah, I was sleeping.” Tray said, I nodded and walked off.

About an hour later, Heartwell came in with a stranger at his side, I stood up. “Easy Mark, this is Jack, he is looking for a place to stay for the week.” I sat down, “Ok, Jack I’ll take you to Tray he has a place for you to stay.” He nodded And I lead him to the house. I knock again. “Yes?” “Hey, can Jack use the guest room?’ “Yeah.” I nod, “Jack, come to the meeting place tomorrow we will introduce you to everyone.” Jack nodded and walked in.

“Where is Jack?” Dawson asked, “I don’t know I told him to be here” “Go check on him.” I nodded and me and Mason jogged off. We reached the house and I drew my pistol and opened the door. Tray was there, his AK raised. Jack was dead on the floor, holes up and down his body. “Dirty traitor bast-” He couldn’t finish, me and Mason fired five times each, the blood shot out and bloodstains grew ever so slowly, red on blue, he fell.

“Dawson, he killed Jack.” Dawson nodded, everyone here had some enforcer background, Maxwell and Justin were cops, Alex was SWAT, Carter was a sniper, Heartwell was a combat medic, me and Mason were in the Army and Dawson was well… a detective. Tray used to be a bomb diffuser before he murdered Jack. “Sir with all do respect, I did what I needed to do Dawson.” “Ok, but Tray was in this with us.” “He murdered Jack, and almost aimed at us, he went insane!” “I SAID CHECK ON JACK, NOT KILL TRAY, HE WAS OUR FRIEND!” “HE COULD HAVE BEEN THE FUCKING TRAITOR!” I looked at Dawson, he looked back at me. “Go to your house, don’t come out for three days.” I walked off.

I awoke in the night to three masked men in my room. I pretended to sleep while keeping a close eye on them; one got close to my bed and pulled out a knife. I hit him in the stomach and pushed him back, he slid down the wall by my bed, I then jumped out of bed throwing the blankets over the first guy and I grabbed the lamp on my nightstand; I threw it at the second guy in front of my bed, it shattered against his head, crushing his skull and impaling him with glass. The first guy moved and I kicked him in the face, his head smashed into the wall behind him, I grabbed his knife and stabbed through the sheet; blood spilled through. I pulled it out and threw it at the third and farthest guy from me, it hit and he slid down the wall to a sitting position. Another guy came from the hall connecting me and Mason, he drew his pistol and fired. Blood splattered against the white door and he fell; Mason came rushing in and his guns barrel was smoking.

“Jesus Mark, who the hell are they.” “I don’t know, I woke up and they were here.” Mason nodded and gestured for me to follow him. After the attack, Dawson changed, he had a look of worry… and something else, I couldn’t place it. “Jesus, Mark, Mason are you two ok?” Dawson asked, “I’m fine, I don’t think I got hit.” I said, “Do you want Heartwell to check you?” Dawson asked, “Yeah, that’s probably best.” I responded. Heartwell looked me over up and down three times. “You’re good.” He said, I nodded.

“Good, go get some rest.” Dawson said, I nodded and ran off. I woke up to Alex saying my name, “Hey Mark, Dawson wants you, Mason is already there.” I nodded and ran back to the meeting room. Dawson and Mason looked at me as I ran in, “Ah, Mark I need you to check on Carter at these coordinates, bring him back home. Ok?” “Ok, we will be back shortly.” Me and Mason get in a car and pull up to the gate, “Mason, Mark, where are you headed?” Maxwell asked, “Oh, we are headed to pick Carter up from a deal.” I responded, Maxwell looked like he was about to say something, he shook his head and said, “Ok well, be safe.” Maxwell said, I nodded and drove off.

“I thi-” Mason started and I looked at him and swatted the air, he nodded. About 20 minutes later we rolled up to some military camp, it had bunkers lining either side creating a grass walkway, a big building was in the center a little down the way, a watch tower was to the right. We walked to the door at the center of the building, I jiggled the door handle. “shit, locked.” I said, we moved toward the right.

A loud bang echoed from somewhere, it took awhile to notice Mason who shot against the wall blood spattered against the concrete wall as he did. “SHIT, MASON!” “IT’S MY LEG I’M FINE, WATCH TOW-” He got cut off by another shot, it hit the wall beside Mason’s head, I fired upward, another shot. I saw a spurt of red, I sprinted toward the watch tower and climbed up, inside lay another masked man, his black ski mask was decorated with a growing bloodstain, a CheyTac Intervention in the corner of the tower, I grabbed some cloth from his shirt and went back down. I wrapped Mason's wound and moved into the building.

I clear the bottom floor and move upward. I cleared four rooms and moved to the fifth, I heard talking and got against the wall when another masked man ran from the room in front of the one I was by, he tackled my EVO 3 out of my hand and grabbed me, I punched him, I felt his nose crack against my fist, he slammed me against the wall as two other masked guys came out both holding pistols. One had a glock 13, the other had a desert eagle, the guy holding me slammed me into the wall as one of the masked guys raised his desert eagle, I punched the guy holding me again and I threw him in the path of the bullet as the guy fired. It hit him, blood flew out staining the wall and floor, I hid behind a wall, the glock guy moved forward, his gun aimed. I grabbed his arm and threw his gun down, I punched him twisted his arm and kicked his leg out and grabbed his gun, I threw him down the stairs. He broke his neck on the way down, the wall beside my head exploded and I jumped out and fired at the last guy, I shot him six times in the chest moving up each time I fired, then shot him once in the neck, then fired the last three rounds in the head. The slide shot back signifying the empty mag, I threw the gun down the stairs drawing my m9 in the process. I moved to the door and a shotgun blast hit the room behind me as I threw myself against the wall. I hear the sound of a pump and a shell hit the floor.

“Ok ok, I surrender.” I say holstering my gun and putting my hands in the air. “Come into the room.” One of them commanded, I do so. “Cuff em’” The shotgun guy tells the two others. “Ohh, boss is gonna have fun with you.” One of them said, I pushed the one to my right into the guy with a shotgun, they both fell, I then slammed the left guy’s head into the doorway, blood spurted from his mouth. He recoiled in pain and I punched him, he hit the edge again, he fell to his knees and I slammed his head on the floor with my foot. I drew my m9 again and fire at the now getting up shotgun guy hitting him twice in the head, I then shot the last guy that I pushed hitting him twice in the heart. I shoot the guy on the floor closest to me in the head.

I make my way outside. Mason lay against the wall I pick him up, my EVO 3 in my other hand, I set him in the car and start speeding off. I pull up at the gate and Maxwell looks at me, “HE’S BLEEDING LET US IN QUICK!” I yell, he looks surprised then runs to the door pushing a button, the gate parted and I speed to Heartwell. “HEARTWELL, MASONS SHOT!” I yelled again, as Heartwell opened the door, he rushed inside and set Mason on a table.

Mason nodded and I went off. I knock on Carters door, no response. I kick it open, Carter sat at a table his 44. Magnum infront of him. He looks up at me, a look like a child being caught in a bad act coming to his face. he grabbed his revolver and aimed at me, I shot him in the chest, his look turning to sheer horror. He stumbles back and hits his counter, falling to the floor. I walked away.

About a week after me and Mason were on the way to Alex’s house. “Mason, you alright?” I asked, he nodded. Out of nowhere gunshots went off, I dove down and looked over to see Justin with his shotgun and two other masked guys firing at us, we ran and hid behind a building. “Come out, Mark, just get it over with.” Justin said, “damnit Justin, put the gun down, tell your friends to do the same.” I responded. “Mark you know I can’t do that.” Justin said back. “Besides we both know t-” He couldn’t finish before Mason shot him, I peeked around the corner and shot the two men.

I walked to Justin, who now was clutching a wound in his stomach. “You are the real traitor here. How could you?” I asked, “Same question, guess you won’t know.” He responded with a maniacal laugh, I shot twice. Dawson, Alex, and Maxwell came running out. “He tried to kill us.” Dawson nodded, “Get some rest.” Dawson said. I nodded and headed to my house.

I woke up with a slam and Mason was on a masked guys back, I jumped up and ran into another one slamming him into the wall, one grabbed me and another raised a pistol I headbutted the one holding me, I turned his arm behind his back and kicked him against the wall, I then jumped off of the one I charged’s face, I felt the skull shatter against the weight of my foot, I hit the guy with the gun. I grabbed his gun and shot the one Mason was on, blood splattered on his partners, I broke the gun guys neck and shot the one who grabbed me in the back then twice in the head. I threw the glock down, “Jesus where do they come from?” I asked looking at Mason. “I don’t know, but once again we took em’ out.” Mason said.

I walked out of my house, I noticed Alex’s light was on. Me and Mason walked up to his house and I opened his door. Inside sat a walkie talkie and a map with the towns oil and electricity. The walkie talkie was producing someone's voice. “Come in Vector Bravo, is Mark down, repeat is Mark down?” I looked at Mason and nodded.

It was light out and I headed to the garage with Mason, along the way we came across Alex, he stared at us realizing what was happening, I raised my pistol, Mason followed suit. I fired and Mason did too, he surprisingly just stood there and took it, dirty bastard. Alex fell. “It’s you. I knew it. But Mason really?” Maxwell’s voice came from behind. “Don’t bother with Dawson he’s already getting out of here.” “Maxwell come on you know what you’re doing is wrong.” I said, “It’s a tough world, do what you can to survive.” He said pulling out his UMP. “NO MAXWELL DON’T” I said as he fired at me. “IT’S TOO LATE FOR YOU. GUESS YOU DON’T GET TO GO HO-” Blood erupted from his stomach.

Maxwell looks down and back up. “No, no no no no no.” He says stumbling around, blood poking in all directions from his hand. “You actually got me, damn.” He said before he tumbled over the rail of the walkway. I looked over the edge, his body in a pool of blood in the dirt below.

“OVER THERE IT’S DAWSON AND HEARTWELL!” Mason yells and I look over, Dawson and Heartwell climb the stairs to a tower with a helipad. We both run and make it to the top, Mason gets ahead of me and gets tackled by Heartwell coming out of the connecter building, I run out and shoot Heartwell in the back and Mason kicks him off the ledge. Dawson whirled around putting his back to the masked pilot in a helicopter he aims his revolver at me and fires. Mason tackled Dawson before he fired, an explosion goes off sending Dawson flying forward, the helicopter along with half the helipad down about 8 stories, knocking me to the ground and my m9 away from my hand. And Mason… off the edge.

“NOO MASON!” I shout before turning back to Dawson, “You’re alone now Mark.” He says with a sinister smile. “I liked you Mark, but you couldn’t just sit back could you.” “I was doing what’s right, you’re corrupted.” I say slowly drawing my modified glock 42 from my sleeve, I had it incase our plans went wrong like this, I cut the barrel down a couple inches making a short pistol shorter. “Maybe but this, this world is corrupted. And I, I’m surviving.” “You’re responsible for at least 100 deaths so far!” “Gotta do what it takes Mark, you had promise. So much talent wasted on a pussy like you unbelievable.” “You couldn’t just live happily and take the dirty money, no you had to do what’s civil.” “See Mark, what you failed to notice is, I’ve been planning for this, and you can’t stop me now. I’ve won.” I aim my glock. “And it looks like the monster called life has taken another victim.” He raises his revolver. “Indeed it has.” I say, I fire, and I fire, and I fire, and I fire, I fire, I fire, I fire, I fire, I fire till my gun clicks empty.

Dawson falls to one knee, a look of surprise mixed with horror stuck on his face. Blood stains his T-shirt. He falls… dead. I get up grabbing my m9, I head toward the exit.

We had plans to take out a corrupt group of civilians. War criminals, and murderers. Mason and I had done nothing wrong yet still joined. Jack had done well, until he was found.

I contacted the police so they sent Jack to help us. Poor kid. I push a red button and the gate parts, I exit the town where an armored truck was waiting for me with four guys in helmets with M4A1s. I entered the truck.

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"Madainn Mhath” …Fellow Scot, I hope the day brings joy to you…. Took Bella to the ocean yesterday and let her frolic in the water of the Mediterranean Boy! Did she have fun jumping in and out of the waves as they rolled in.. she was so reluctant to leave when it was time to go home, just like a child.. When we got home we washed and dried her off, she climbed onto the sofa and that was the last we heard of her until this morning…

FAMILY 'DEVASTATED' AFTER LIGHTNING STRIKE AT HOME NEAR LENZIE…. A man whose house was set on fire by a lightning strike in East Dunbartonshire has told BBC Scotland his family are "devastated". Frank Malcolm was watching TV with his wife and two sons, aged four and two, at their home in Woodilee when the roof burst into flames on Saturday. They thought it was a power cut and only realised the property was on fire when neighbours alerted them. Mr Malcolm said the damage means they have "lost the whole house". The Scottish Fire and Rescue Service was called to the scene at about 17:45 on Saturday. No-one was injured. Mr Malcolm, a surveyor, said: "A neighbour knocked on the door and told us to get out as the house was on fire." He said the damage was extensive, with everything upstairs in the property "gone". He said the house was likely to have to be demolished and rebuilt from scratch. He added: "We've lost the whole house."

POLICE OFFICERS IN HEBRIDES TO CARRY TASERS FOR FIRST TIME…. Police officers in the Western Isles and remote and rural areas of the Highlands are set to carry Tasers for the first time. The move is part of a national drive to arm more officers with the devices because of an increase in attacks on police. Five hundred more officers are being trained in the use of Tasers in both urban and rural areas. The programme, which includes the Western Isles, started in May. Many of the newly-trained officers are now out on patrol.

BODY FOUND IN MISSING PENSIONER SEARCH IN ABERDEEN….Police have found a body of a man in the city centre of Aberdeen. He has still to be formally identified, but the family of Frank Finnie, 80, who was reported missing from Sheddocksley, have been informed. The body was found by officers in a fire escape at Aberdeen Indoor Market at about 13:00 on Saturday. It followed police inquiries, using CCTV. A spokesman for Police Scotland said a post-mortem examination was still to take place. He added: "There are no apparent suspicious circumstances but inquiries are continuing to establish the full circumstances of the death."

HAILSTORM HALTS M9 MOTORWAY TRAFFIC…. Traffic on a motorway in central Scotland has been brought to a standstill by large hail stones pounding the carriageway. Drivers on the M9, south of Dunblane, were forced to pull onto the hard shoulder after the storm hit at about 16:30 when huge hailstones reduced visibility. Traffic Scotland has urged drivers to exercise caution as the storm passes. The Met Office has issued a Yellow Be Aware warning for flooding. They said areas including, Strathclyde, Central, Tayside, Fife, Scottish Borders and Grampian could be affected by hazardous hail, with the potential of up to 20mm of rainfall in less than an hour. The warning was in place until 21:00. Amanda Corrigan, who was travelling on the M9 towards Glasgow, posted a video showing the carriageway covered with hail. She said: "We are on the M9 near Dunblane heading for Glasgow and almost everyone has pulled over at the side of the road."

STAGE IS ALL SET FOR EDEN FESTIVAL NEAR BEATTOCK…. Thousands of music fans are heading to southern Scotland for the Eden Festival. It is celebrating its 10th anniversary this year and is being staged on the Raehills Estate near Beattock. A crowd of up to 10,000 is anticipated across the course of the weekend. Among the headline acts taking part are Groove Armada. They will join Submotion Orchestra and DJ Super Hans from TV's Peep Show, who are among more than 300 performers taking part in the event in Dumfries and Galloway. Other acts include Shooglenifty, Plump DJs, Stanton Warriors, Colonel Mustard and the Dijon 5 and Eden regular Mr Motivator. The event has been described by organisers as "Scotland's most eclectic festival". Co-founder Adam Curtis said the milestone edition of Eden was shaping up to be the best yet, with a line-up featuring the festival's greatest hits. "We are really excited about the line-up," he said. "What we have tried to do is get all our favourite acts - or the punters' favourite acts - over the last 10 years and then put a couple of additional ones on top. "We have been trying to book Groove Armada for 10 years - we are really excited that they have come, especially for this year." Police warned festival-goers about the dangers posed by psychoactive drugs or so-called "legal highs" ahead of the event. Along with organisers they have promised a zero-tolerance approach to all drugs.

On that note I will say that I hope you have enjoyed the news from Scotland today,

Our look at Scotland today is by Alex McSorely who used a long zoom lens to capture this picture of an infant blackbird nesting in shrubbery in his garden in St Boswells.

A Sincere Thank You for your company and Thank You for your likes and comments I love them and always try to reply, so please keep them coming, it's always good fun, As is my custom, I will go and get myself another mug of "Colombian" Coffee and wish you a safe Tuesday 12th June 2018 from my home on the southern coast of Spain, where the blue waters of the Alboran Sea washes the coast of Africa and Europe and the smell of the night blooming Jasmine and Honeysuckle fills the air…and a crazy old guy and his dog Bella go out for a walk at 4:00 am…on the streets of Estepona…

All good stuff....But remember it’s a dangerous world we live in

Be safe out there…

Robert McAngus

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