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Three Little Pigs Pt. 1


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Written by Jessie Masoner   
Friday, 09 May 2008
Last Updated ( Friday, 09 May 2008 )
 

Three Little Pigs

Author: Jessie Masoner

 

It has been two months since the disappearance of my partner, which means I should start looking for him in the city morgues or in the rivers. In this city there are no accidental disappearances everything has its piece in this puzzle we call life. About now you may be wondering who am I and what does this have to do with anything? Well I should probably start from the beginning, it all started about 3 months ago me and Johnson were working on the Three Little Pigs Case, sounds like the fairy tale well it is not, its far from it these three pigs were killing off government officials, cops and lawyers.

 

Normally this would be a good thing seeing as everything to do with this city is corrupted, buy they were only going after the straight shooters. Everyone seemed to be getting out of town, the few of us who stayed banded together to track these crazies down. About three months into out “Investigation” if you want to call it that, Johnson found something, he’d been out for a while tracking these Pigs down, he called me as soon as he had a lead to follow. We were now the ones chasing them they were holding up in an abandoned warehouse, they thought they were so clever when we caught up to them. They were sleeping on the job the door was unlocked, hell they may as well put a sign up saying come in, we caught two of them off guard, the third one got away, rat bastard.

 

We wanted to know what they were up to so we interrogated them the bad cop way. The first one was an average Joe, wife, kids the works, we had a squad get his family and bring them to use. We tied the first little piggy to a chair and clamped his eyes open so that he can see whatever we wanted him to see, first was his son teenagers how they disgust me, we asked him where is his other friend, no answer, no problem we broke the kids legs, we asked him what was the point of killing off the “Good” cops, he told me he didn’t know that the only reason they did what they did was because First, wanted them to cleanse the city, First ha what an asshole name, so we shot his son in the chest, not in the hear no we weren’t going to be quick about it, it was in the lung. Oh yes how the little piggy squealed, when he seen that happen after that I could barely understand what he was saying, something about why would he I do this blah blah blah, he told me what I wanted to know blah blah blah, so my answer was a simple on, remember little pig you have 2 more kids and a wife, with that his eyes widened and I could sense his soul break because he knew that we weren’t going to let any of them live. After that we tortured his children and his wife, then killed him, nothing else was learned from him, he was just a pawn and we knew it.

 

Onto the second little piggy, this man had not family, not job, nothing all he had was his mind and we would soon see how far it would go to break that. I ask him plainly, why would the ring leader want a crazed psychopath on his team, his answer want the least bit surprising, why oh why did I build my house out of straw? Woe with me oh woe with me, the big bad Wolff is here and he is going to get me if I don’t let him in, Fairy tales ha I’ll play along, before he can continue I interrupt him in, Little Pig Little Pig Let Me In, I sneer, he starts to whimper now, not by the hair of my chinney chin chin, by now he is bawling his eyes out, he knows what is coming, my body knows it before I do, I pull out my pistol, as I say well I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your house down. After that he is dead, bullets to the head can do wonders to your thought process, ha thought process!

 

By now you’ve guessed it, I’ve gone completely bonkers, nuts, coo coo, wacko, one tool short of a complete set, DO NOT PASS GO DO NOT COLLECT TWO-HUNDRED DOLLARS!



Copyright 2008 Jessie Masoner

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Posted by Behind_the_Mask
05-09-2008 08:52,
 
important, perhaps
I think I put too much detail on what has happened, but I believe it is necessary so that you, the reader, can get into the characters head.
 
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Posted by Zombie Punk
05-09-2008 09:05,
 
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whoa, that cop doesnt play around does he? I wonder what drove him so insane? because he is clearly fuckin loony. The end of it was intense and terrific. Got me hooked. Cant wait for the next part...:)
 
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Posted by Behind_the_Mask
05-09-2008 09:33,
 
thanks
Thanks for the comment 
 
I’m trying to make each part more and more intense than the last, I can’t edit it either, or it’ll loose the psycho feel.
 
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Posted by philneale1952
05-12-2008 01:34,
 
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Strong stuff, leaving the reader on a knife edge. Like the parallel with the fairy story. Opens up a whole range of possibilities.
 
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