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Chapter 4

Eariler that day down at the docks.....

Abbadon: " Is this goon ever gonna arrive ? the air here is not good for my hair "

Just then a stretch hummer with diamond encrusted bull horns on the front pulled into view, A stocky black man got out of the drivers side and opened the rear most door.

Out stepped a tall well made man coming off like Malcolm X meets Ice T, he had on snake skin shoes, black silk trousers, a red silk shirt, a long black fur coat, a black trilby hat, a large diamond encrusted necklace with the "FA " crest hanging on the end and he carried a gold handled kane in his right hand.

FA: "Yo Joe! what's popping ?"

he yelled in Whiskey Tango and Abbadon's direction, FA had an entourage of his driver and 3 heavies as they approached the 2 men.

WT: " You got the merch ? "

FA: " Slow your roll playa, i don't see any cases of cheddar with you "

Abaddon was fixing his hair in his hand held mirror as one of FA's heavies gave him an odd look.

Abby: "Like what you see luvvie ?"

The man stepped back and set himself, shoulders bowed up

WT: " enough, you show us the merch and we will get the money from the SUV "

FA: " Heh, that's not how this goes homie, Y'see i don't play show and tell, now if you have any ideas of trying to **** me over i'd lose em, you cross me and i won't just kill ya, I'll eat ya kids, then do ya wife doggystyle in front of ya before i kill ya...Comprende ? "

WT: "Hahahaha, you are a character, i don't have a wife hahaha....... lets not forget the food chain here street king, you run a few blocks of a dump in New York City by holding power over frightened ppl, Me and and my crew take down small countries and dismantle international cartels, right now my sniper has his sights trained on your head, one signal from me and your nice silk clothes get real messy and me and Abby will kill the rest of your goons before they even get a chance to grab their nines......now you show us the merch and we hand over the money...comprende ? "

There was silence for a moment as FA evaluated the situation...

FA: " Ok playa, heh, i was just testing you dawg to see if you were for real....Mooki, get the merch "

He motioned to his driver who went over to the hummer and brought back with him a large case, WT inspected it and nodded to Abby.

WT: " You have delivered, Abby get the money "

Abby went back to the SUV and brought out a case, he handed it to the heavy that had been stairing at him prior.

Abby: " Wanna count it sweetie ?"

The big man opened the case and FA took a look and nodded

WT: " That concludes the transaction "

FA: " Yeah, we all good this end "

The 2 groups separated and Abby looked back and blew a kiss at the big guy as he got into the SUV.


Present time.

MJK pulled up outside the poon palace nightclub and entered with SML and bm, FA was sitting in a VIP booth, kane at his side with his entourage and some ladies of the pole.

FA: " Well well well, if it ain't Starsky and Hutch, what do i owe this pleasure ? have a seat gentlemen "

The 2 men sat down but SML stayed standing.

Mooki: " The boss said sit lady "

FA: " That's ok, i like a fiesty woman "

MJK: " Hey Mooki, i see you're out of Rikers and straight back to where you were "

Mooki: "Naw man, i found god in Rikers "

MJL: " Really ? What was he in for ? "

Mooki: "Huh ? "

FA: " Hahaha my man MJK, don't worry about it Mooki, it involves subtlety, stick to your strengths and get me one of those champagne swirler things "

bm: " Ok man, we know you had a business deal earlier today that involved some heavy duty clients, we need to know what you sold them "

FA: " Ohhhhh, well sit there man while i go and get you the invoice "

bm: "Thanks "

FA: " Get up outta here fool ! what do you think this is ? Wallmart ? "

MJK: " Look, FA, this is bigger than you shifting some weight up the Hudson, the ramifications are international on this one, so help us out "

FA: " Ohhhhhh ramifications ? nice to see you can talk to me with them big words when you are up in MY palace of wisdom, i see you noticing my new Goatee, well it ain't grown from follicle's like you other fools, this was made from the pubic hairs of puerto Rican virgins and surgically attached to my face, y'see that's how i roll, now i suggest you 3 step up offa my premises and get to disappearing "

MJK sighed.

MJK: " Ok lets go guys "

As they got outside SML spoke up.

SML: " I could make him talk "

bm: " I'm sure you could Lady Bauer but there is the small matter of his own private army sitting in there "

MJK took his gun out and breathed deeply, he turned and walked back into the club and headed for the VIP booth, as he approached, FA was standing up with 2 women grinding against him...

FA: " Hey you forget something ? "

MJK took his gun from behind his back and shoved it in FA's face, all of FA's crew pulled out their guns.

FA: "WOAH! what the **** are you thinking homes ? "

MJK:
" This can go down one of two ways, you tell your boys to put their guns down and we walk out of here together or two.... they pull their triggers and you and me leave this world together......what's it gonna be big man ? "

FA thought for a moment, a bead of sweat ran down his brow.

FA: " Yo, lower them boys, where we going homie ? "

MJK: " Just head for the entrance and put these on "

He handed FA some cuffs and Mooki helped FA put them on behind his back.

MJK: " Any one of you attempt to follow and i swear to god I'll decorate this place with his brains "

MJK guided FA out of the door and into the back of the car where SML was sitting, he got into the front seat and bm put his foot down.

SML: " OK, i have no time for the pleasantries, lets see if we can give that kane of yours a use "

She pulled out a flick knife and stabbed FA in the knee

FA: " Arrrrrggggghhhhh! b1tch you crazy "

She twisted it.

FA: " Arrrggghhhh, ok ok ok , I'll tell you what you want to know "

Just then MJK's phone rang, it was Cmill

Cmill: " Are you guys any further along b/c it just got bigger, the President will be here within the hour, Air Force one should be touching down at...////////"

The line went dead

SML: " Repeat what you said "

FA: " The merch i got GI Joe was a....... a Stinger missile "

MJK: "Oh **** "


BANG!!!

An enormous explosion seemed to ring out above their heads, bm swerved the car to a stop and they all got out, a Plane could be seen with smoke billowing from it careening down towards the Brooklyn Bridge....


To Be Continued.
 
Holy **** that was awesome, hunter.

And oddly enough, that is how I talk, dress, and act in real life...sometimes. :o
 
Awesome, another great chapter Hunter. :)
 
Yet another well done chapter hunter. :up:
 
Whew, it's getting crazy! :up:
Don't **** with SML. *snap*
 
Thanks for the feedback guys :) Fran and Phil made me do a double take with those avvies:woot:

this is great stuff... what else have you written?

Ive written a few fics, NDX has the links in his subscribed threads, if he checks this thread he might post em for ya:yay:
 
Been sluggish in getting my comments in, but wow. I'm really digging this one, hunt. What's been most impressive to me is how you've slowly expanded the world of this story (starting from two cops on duty at a store to now this). And then...that cliffhanger! :eek:

Keep it up....not that I needed to tell you that. :p
 
SML is one crazy b1tch. I like it!! :up: :heart:

Mooki: "Naw man, i found god in Rikers "

MJL: " Really ? What was he in for ? "
Hahaha! One of my favorite lines.

FA's goatee smells like *****. Is that good or bad?

I wanna see the non-feminine side of Abby. Hopefully sooner rather than later... like before he kicks the bucket or something.

BANG! "BANG!" is a good way to conclude the chapter. I'm on the edge of my seat... *hanging in suspense*

Great chapter, Rob!
 
Whew, it's getting crazy! :up:
Don't **** with SML. *snap*

SML is one crazy b1tch. I like it!! :up: :heart:


Hahaha! One of my favorite lines.

FA's goatee smells like *****. Is that good or bad?

I wanna see the non-feminine side of Abby. Hopefully sooner rather than later... like before he kicks the bucket or something.

BANG! "BANG!" is a good way to conclude the chapter. I'm on the edge of my seat... *hanging in suspense*

Great chapter, Rob!
Lmao! Thanks guys.:p
I thought the same thing about FA's goatee..Odd..:o
I :heart: abby in this fic.:up:
 
Chapter 5

MJK, SML and bm all stood staring in shock as Air Force One dropped out of view....After a brief moment MJK spoke up.

MJK: " bm, pop the trunk, get the flaks and the shotguns out, we have to head for the bridge "

bm did and the 3 donned the flak jackets and broke out the weapons and got back into the car.

FA: " Hey, what about me ? "

MJK lent out the car window and threw him a set of keys.As they set off for the the Brooklyn Bridge all their phones were still dead.....all of a sudden there was a huge explosion coming from the direction of Manhattan.

bm: " Jesus Christ! what the **** is going on ? "

MJK: " I am guessing a diversion, just keep driving "

As they pulled onto the Bridge, ahead in the distance they could see the fallen Air Force one with 2 black SUV's slightly away from its back and two agents firing over the top of a turned over sedan,

The SUV to the left had 3 men firing automatic weapons at the agents, the other had 3 more men firing from the right hand side, 4 Secret service agents lay dead on the ground.

MJK pulled to a stop,

MJK: " get out "

He fired a shot into the side of the car, petrol ran out,

MJK: " I am gonna drive directly at the SUV on the right, when i jump out shoot the trail i leave "

Before they could respond MJK was back in the car and heading towards the the war zone, as he got close, he dove out of the drivers seat and rolled towards the turned over car with hsi shotgun tucked into his body, SML took aim with her Glock.

BANG!!!

The flame lit behind the car as it sped towards the SUV, the shooters tried to move but it was to late, the car hit the SUV and the Bridge turned into a home for a mini fireball for a moment as the SUV exploded upwards into the air, the concussion of the blast hit the men standing next to the other SUV.

MJK crawled next to the two secret service agents, one turned to greet him, the other, a tall, well made man in his early 30's with blond hair rose up and shot the 2 remaining shooters as the second SUV backed away.

Tza: " Who are you ? "

A young African American women in her early twenties greeted him as he regained his senses, she had her hair cut short and a real look of a rookie to her.

MJK: " NYPD, names MJK, where's the president ? "

Tza: " He's in the plane, we are waiting for back up but all communications are down "

pzzzt pzzzzt pzzzzzzt pzzzzt

Bullets ricocheted over the top of the turned over car as a a chopper came into view.

MJK: " ****, now what ? "

Mister J:
" Don't worry, The J man's got this "

The blond agent smiled and went into the plane, he came out with a jet pack on his back and then jolted his arms forward, a gun slid out of each sleeve, he now had two silver plated colts, one in each hand.

Mister J: " Hang ten, I'm about to earn my pay sports fans "

MJK: " you have gotta be sh1tting me, i must have a concussion "

The back of the pack let out a thrust and he shot off into the air to meet the chopper head on, Badgerphil was sitting on the side of the chopper in a bolted on seat, Mister J opened fire at the cockpit hitting the pilot and the controls, the chopper began to spin, BP dropped his rifle and unclasped the seat belt, taking a shot with his glock as he did so, Mister J manouvered out of the way.

As the chopper began to spin out of control BP dove off the side of the chopper onto the iron ropes of the bridge, he slid down and jacked a near by car, heading off back the way he came as the chopper crashed into the ground below, J pulled back and headed towards Air Force One.

As he lowered himself back to the ground SML and bm had joined MJK and Tza at the plane.

SML glanced at the blond man taking the jet pack off, his sunglasses and hair still unscathed.

SML: " Who the hell is that ? "

bm: " Boba Fett ? "

Mister J: " The names Mister J, or Big daddy ****le to honeys like you, I'm 6'1, 210 lbs of studtastic manliness and Ive got 10 inches of US meat hanging between two perfectly sculptured thighs, i call it the Blaster cannon......Of Lurrrrrrve"

MJK: " ok so i must have brain damage not a concussion b/c you didn't just say that "

Mister J: " Don't hate, appreciate my friend, they say when a woman goes J she might as well go gay, b/c afterwards no man will do, I'm also Swat trained and Harvard educated so don't go thinking I am merely the matador of the mattress, I am a total package of awesome, so badass Batman wears Mister J underoos "

Tza: " And he's my superior "

Just then a man stepped from the plane, he was an average sized man, with combed back gray hair, very distinguished looking with a real presence about him,.....It was President Farmerfran.


Fran: " Thank you all, you just saved the life of the President of the United States "

All 5 stood somewhat in awe of the moment....But they were a long way from safe.

BANG!!!


an enormous explosion erupted and the bridge shook, Mister j pulled out his binoculars.

Mister J: " Oh ****.....the bastards just blew away part of the bridge, unless we can all fly, we are heading back the way you came NYPD Blue "

Fran: " Ok, lets get moving then shall we "

MJK: " Yes sir, you been to Harlem before ? "

To Be Continued.
 
Hunter Rider said:
and Ive got 10 inches of US meat hanging between two perfectly sculptured thighs, i call it the Blaster cannon......Of Lurrrrrrve"
Lmfao.:up:
 
The back of the pack let out a thrust and he shot off into the air to meet the chopper head on, Badgerphil was sitting on the side of the chopper in a bolted on seat, Mister J opened fire at the cockpit hitting the pilot and the controls, the chopper began to spin, BP dropped his rifle and unclasped the seat belt, taking a shot with his glock as he did so, Mister J manouvered out of the way.

As the chopper began to spin out of control BP dove off the side of the chopper onto the iron ropes of the bridge, he slid down and jacked a near by car, heading off back the way he came as the chopper crashed into the ground below, J pulled back and headed towards Air Force One.

I'M BADASS!!! :cwink:

Another great chapter, Hunter! :up:
 
Fantastico!!! Wow! That is one action-packed chapter!! And Mister J... O Mister J... dear Mister J... *mega-swoon* What awesome moves you got! *faints*

Anyway, those are some incredible lines coming out of the J Man, Rob. :D :up:
But blond? Are you kiddin' me?! :eek: :( :p

So... off to Harlem we go! Again! Different route!
 
Goodness, gracious...great job once again. :up:
I agree Mister J tickles me so. :ninja: :woot:
 
Once again, a fantastic chapter. So much action, I love it! :up:
 
oh that Mr J:heart:



also, I have a special kiss for you, luvvie.:):cmad:
 

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