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The Ever-Echoing Tragedy of Mr. Ahab Croesus
Mr. Ahab Croesus had accounted for all enemies but one. “Money,” says the Scripture, “is a defense,” and Mr. Croesus had plenty of it – he had inherited both his father's money and his father's ruthless genius of increasing it. He was a multinational billionaire who had among his many dreams the goal of pushing Jeff Bezos and Elon Musk right off the road in the race to be the world's first trillionaire.
By Deeann Mathews5 years ago in Criminal
Operation Defiance
He parked a block in a half from his flat near a park so as to be discrete. He was in a company car, a black Mercedes G-class SUV with diplomat plates which blended in fine in Langley or D.C., but here in Glen Echo he had misled his neighbors into believing he was in medical sales. He hurriedly walked under an amber street lamp clutching a patent leather suitcase tightly heading towards his unremarkable suburban home which also functioned as a safe house and interrogation site, unofficially and unsanctioned by the CIA. He himself had recently undergone fingerprint removal and had his identity and complete personal history erased permanently. He was officially a John Doe, though he carried a false identity with the highest diplomatic security credential’s as well as a dozen others he could use for greater discretion on assignment. Although, his assignments came from the highest places in world leadership his acceptance and methods for achievement of their goals was left to his own judgement. He was chosen for this placement not due to his unerring willingness to follow orders, but his total unwavering integrity to his personal moral code and his incredible ability to carry out absolutely any operative he deemed necessary. John was trusted and respected by all he dealt with which was an incredibly small number that new his role and authority. John was shielded from many corruptions that were still to thoroughly enmeshed in the political powers to unleash his seemingly divine will upon them without chaos. The true powers that be over the world strive to create and maintain order while gradually uprooting evil and never allow rogue agents of chaos to lose control and reign down vigilante justice without immense behind the scenes planning. They had long ago learned the level of set backs that could occur for humanity in that type of power vacuum.
By Daniel Gillis5 years ago in Criminal
Operation Defiance
He parked a block in a half from his flat near a park so as to be discrete. He was in a company car, a black Mercedes G-class SUV with diplomat plates which blended in fine in Langley or D.C., but here in Glen Echo he had misled his neighbors into believing he was in medical sales. He hurriedly walked under an amber street lamp clutching a patent leather suitcase tightly heading towards his unremarkable suburban home which also functioned as a safe house and interrogation site, unofficially and unsanctioned by the CIA. He himself had recently undergone fingerprint removal and had his identity and complete personal history erased permanently. He was officially a John Doe, though he carried a false identity with the highest diplomatic security credential’s as well as a dozen others he could use for greater discretion on assignment. Although, his assignments came from the highest places in world leadership his acceptance and methods for achievement of their goals was left to his own judgment. He was chosen for this placement not due to his unerring willingness to follow orders, but his total unwavering integrity to his personal moral code and his incredible ability to carry out absolutely any operative he deemed necessary. John was trusted and respected by all he dealt with which was an incredibly small number that new his role and authority. John was shielded from many corruptions that were still to thoroughly enmeshed in the political powers to unleash his seemingly divine will upon them without chaos. The true powers that be over the world strive to create and maintain order while gradually uprooting evil and never allow rogue agents of chaos to lose control and reign down vigilante justice without immense behind the scenes planning. They had long ago learned the level of set backs that could occur for humanity in that type of power vacuum.
By Daniel Gillis5 years ago in Criminal
UNCAGED
UNCAGED The Owl Within Her They called her “Officer Owl” because she had the wisdom of a Barn Owl, with the abilities of a Chameleon. Jodi Jenkins worked nights as a Police Officer for the City of Hampden, in Hampden County, Florida. Jenkins was a petite rookie determined to make a difference. Her duty belt barely fit her tiny waist and she was often thought of as “too attractive to be a cop” by her squad.
By Toni Helen Murdock5 years ago in Criminal
Unspoken Request
The silhouetted forms huddled close together in the gathering twilight. A light fog rippled about their ankles as they shuffled around trying to get warm. Among the fog were their stories; each individual's soul with one another entwining, yet never intersecting. And they remembered another misty eve, and that day was as clear to this assemblage of timeless friends and foes as was the scent of sassafras as they watched the tide come in.
By Nicholas A. Coombs5 years ago in Criminal
The Payback
Henry looked up from his magazine and watched the three boys taking their seats on the bus. All pushing and swearing. The loudest one had a school tie wrapped around his fist and he used it to cushion his hand as he began slowly punching the empty seat in front.
By Steven Moss5 years ago in Criminal
Knights
A knock on the door could have changed everything. We would not be in this place if we weren’t boneheaded children… These thoughts raced through Malcolm’s mind as he stood at the iron gateway to his father’s estate. While enduring his trials, Malcolm had nearly forgotten what life was like at home. It had already been a year, but the heavenly scent of his mother’s nearby flower gardens made the months that passed feel like minutes. The hedge that bordered the Uilkin property and the stone path winding to the front door remained unchanged. Even the grass remained the same healthy green from the day Malcolm left. He closed his eyes and pleaded to himself to wake from this nightmare in his old bed, but a hand on his shoulder snapped him back to reality.
By Christopher "The Great" Haaf5 years ago in Criminal
The Barn
I sit in the rafters in the barn of the Old Farm contemplating my life. The November wind picks up and whispers between my feathers as it twists in through the cracks of the rotted planks, making the tiniest whistling sounds as I tuck my head further under my wing. Have I been this way for days? For years? For lifetimes even? I wasn’t always like this. Or at least I do not think that I have been. I very often find myself perched in this way, as a bird commonly does, and then, for a split second, I feel my legs buckle and my vision blur, as if I were scared. I look down at the hay-strewn dirt floor of the silent, crumbling building and wonder what it is to fall. Then in an instant, as quickly as the fear comes, it is gone. A faint whiff of a naive memory is all that remains. The mindfulness of a barn owl has never been one written about by scholars, but I am certain that I remember things. Perhaps they are not things from my life, but they belonged to someone. Every morning, as the lavender speckles begin to melt apart from the yellowing sky, as twilight turns into daybreak, I allow myself to succumb to sleep and relive the same dream, skipping over itself like scratched vinyl.
By Elizabeth Grace Parker5 years ago in Criminal
Escape
Waking up from an extensive sleep, Wren stretches, heading into the kitchen. He grabs a glass of water, looks at the time and makes a call. Alarmed by the information acquired! He stand to his feet moving swiftly gets dressed and leaves his house quickly as humanly possible! Looking over his shoulder at every turn, he makes another call, setting up what is needed to carry out his plan. He then walks into a store and sees his face plastered on the news, listed as armed and dangerous, he runs into a nearby store, grabbing a hoodie to help hide his identity! Now that the information had gotten out quicker than he assumed it would, he heads back to his house to see to grab a few things! Rummaging through his things, he throws a few items in his backpack, grabs his piece and heads out! Jumping into a car, he heads north , weaving through traffic quickly, he has to stop abruptly as he hits rush hour traffic! He looks in his rear view and sees not one, but two cops behind him, looks to the right of him and sees two cops besides him as well. He notices that one cop is on his radio, both cops on the side of him, look over at him, throw on their lights and yell freeze, dont move! Frantic, the stolen car still running, he jumps out hopping on the hood of cars, attempting to escape, he runs between cars as the cops pursue him! Now out of the traffic, and onto the side walk, he takes off running full speed knocking people out of his way without any regard! As they gain on him, he picks up the pace reaching for his gun, reaching back he aims and fires two shots, landing one shot to the shoulder! Seeing that one of them has stopped grabbing his shoulder , then sees the other one go back to help him, he laughs, puts his gun away, and keeps running, heading around the corner. He climbs up a fire escape, notices a open window, looks down and sees someone else pursuing him.He then runs and climbs through the window, running quickly ,he sees a family watching TV. The father says hey get out of here, not paying him any attention, he runs out of the front door, into the hallway, moves through the hallway then down the stairs! He looks behind him and sees no one behind him! Reaching the street, seeing no one behind him, he swiftly walks until he gets to the subway, noticing someone following behind him. He takes off running again, jumps the turnstiles, knocking over a few people, stumbling a bit he regains his balance. Running looking ahead at the open doors to the train, he jumps onto the train! It takes off as the man pursuing him finally gets down the stairs! He laughs, catching his breathe, exhausted he takes a seat, until it stops..He gets off, looking both ways, steps off, pulls out his phone makes another quick phone call! Catching a taxi looking over his shoulder, he sees a gun pointed at the taxi! He ducks as the gun is fired, the back glass shatters as the taxi takes off! He tells the driver to head to the airport as quickly as he can! Looking behind him, he notices that they are still being followed, he raises his gun shooting out their tires, causing a massive pile up on the interstate behind them! Leaving them in the wind, zooming in and out of traffic, he flys in parking near the landing strip as he was instructed! He leaves him more than enough money to cover the fair, jumps out and heads onto the landing strip, where he sees a private jet waiting to take off! He runs towards the the plane when two me hop out in front of him! They draw their guns instructing him to freeze he stops! Doing what he is told, saying, "Ok I surrender!"They put their guns away, tell him that he is under arrest! They go to grab his arms, when he flips one onto the floor, plants his foot into the middle of his chest!He then pulls his guns shooting both of them in the leg, taking off towards the plane, runs up the stairs, the cops reach their guns, shooting at him, the door closes, he tells the pilot, it is time to go! He turns around and she says, "what took you so long baby!" He replies, "Just a few hiccups nothing I couldn't handle! As the plane goes to take off, police cars sirens approach getting louder and louder, the plane gains speed! He yells at the pilot" Go now!" As he plane begins to rise off of the ground, the cops begin to fire at the plane! The pilot averting the gun fire, The plane dissapears into the clouds! He sits down next to her kissing her as the plane ascends further and further into the air!
By More Than Words5 years ago in Criminal
The companion of a Shoe Shine Boy
The aged, demoralised sun surfaces from underneath one of many ash engulfed clouds in the hope of a glance at her world below. The sights which meet her curious gaze are that of depressing soot coated chimneys overcome by a suffocating whirlpool of pollution; the odd washing lines struggling to keep a grip on the crumbling balcony bricks from which it hangs and the microcosm of ant like people that navigate through the tunnelled alleyways which whisper the tales of heated arguments, terrified cries and the secret encounters of business men dealing dodgy wares.
By Maria Mullinger5 years ago in Criminal
