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The Three Little Pigs Pt2


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Written by Jessie Masoner   
Monday, 12 May 2008
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The Three Little Pigs

Author: Jessie Masoner

 

It has been a month since we captured the two pigs and since then the frequency and severity of the killings have increased. I have to stop this and I have to stop it soon or else there wont be anybody left in the city, I am always one step behind him I find his hideout and the dead body in it, and a note left for me goading me on. The forensic crew didn't find anything at his last hideout, which means we busted in either when he didn't want us to or he doesn't know we busted in. Boss man thought that it was a was dud so we all pulled out, well anyways that's the story I told him while they kept the search up I staked out the place. After a week I was about to give up when I seen it, he entered the empty warehouse with his two new cronies.

 

After I seen him enter the warehouse I followed him in, there was a surprise that I wasn't expecting my old partner hanging upside down from the ceiling skinned alive. I nearly puked at the sight that's when they appeared. The first little spoke as if nothing was wrong with the scene, "All right Wolff drop your weapon." Before his second crony was able to chime in I put a bullet in between his and the thirds eyes. Boy oh boy did that make first mad, and that's what I was looking for the anger I could feel it emanating around the building, he shouted a few words before firing his weapon at me, "Now, now Wolff why did you have to go and do that for all we wanted to do was speak with you."

My response was a simple one, "Right, you must think I'm a complete idiot to fall for that simple trick."

"Well not a complete idiot but an idiot none the less."

"Oh ha ha, you're so funny tell me when you found out what happened to your first set of piggies what did you think."

"Honestly, I was relieved because I didn't have to do the work myself."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You really thought I would keep some random people working for me?"

"Oh I don't know yeah!"

"Well seems as you killed yet another two of my puppets I shall need to make some more."

"What do you mean make?"

"Well now that seems to be a secret for me to know and you to find out."

"Well it appears that you are out of ammo"

"So are you."

"Well shall we finish this like men?"

"How would you like to do this?"

"Fist to fist!"

As I stood to face the pig I heard the pop of gunfire, looking down I could see that I was bleeding. That dirty bastard shot me, I thought aloud, he responded in kind, "I'm not that dirty and you shouldn't have fell for that one, I guess you are a bigger idiot that I thought. Listen, I shot you to tell you something so stay still or I will kill you and what fun would that be? Firstly you look horrible, and I called an ambulance just don't die when I leave, but that's not the point. What I'm trying to say is, you will be my last victim before I destroy this poor excuse of a town. Yes I will kill you no it will not be right now, and yes the town will be destroyed I know such a tragedy to see something so vile go to waste. But I shall make you a deal if you can beat me in open combat, no guns you remember, this time I wont shoot you, I promise, but anyways I shall not destroy this city. Remember 2 weeks middle of the park."

 

And with that I passed out, my dreams weren't much of a help either, not that they have ever been much of a help but now they were really messing with me, stupid pigs with razor sharp teeth, why the hell would somebody think about that. After the ambulance retrieved my nearly dead body and pumped me full of blood, they hooked me up to life support you see I was out of it, I awoke about 13 days later with a note attached to my chest. Not even reading the note I headed out to the park.

 

I got to the park during night; I had my bulletproof vest on over my white shirt. I caught a few hours of sleep before daylight, after being awakened by those damned birds. Then I saw him. As he walked over he had a smile on his face he greeted me with that same smile he always had. He asked me if I got his note? Of course I got his note.



Copyright 2008 Jessie Masoner
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Comments (3)
Posted by Behind_the_Mask
2008-05-12 13:15:27
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It’s a bit slower that I would like, and it lacks the intensity of the first two but it’s a necessary stepping-stone for the next part in the story.
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Posted by Zombie Punk
2008-05-12 13:28:27
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agreed that it isnt as intense as the other two but still really good

the dude hanging upside down and skinned alive was fantastic by the way
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Posted by Something Indecent
2008-05-21 00:27:58
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You should make some of the sentences shorter and tighter but it was still interesting nonetheless. Question though: How would the First know that Wolff was out of bullets after only firing a couple of times? Not to knick pick or anything. Other than that it was written well. Good cliff hanger. I'm gonna go read the third part now.
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