Don't Fuck With Us....

"Vinnie had let me run the show for a few days now but I gathered he was not happy by the constant barrage of bullshit flowing from his mind and hte fact that he somehow found a way to put fucking Justin Beiber on a loop in my brain....If I hear "Baby" one more time Van Rose I will end us both...."

Vinnie: Baby, Baby, OHHHHHH Baby.....He ain't too bad when you have heard him over a hundred times. The lil buttfucker kinda grows on ya don't he.....

"Fuck you Van Rose, just....Fuck you. Here comes Moore in the van, can you cut Beiber off for a few hours??"

Vinnie: This coming from the guy who used to listen to Journey on a Walkman during an OP....Live with it Coldwater....

A white windowless, child molester vintage van pulled up to the curb, driven by one Darren Moore. He was smiling behind his mirrored shades and motioned me into the van. I hopped into the passanger seat and lit a Marlboro Red....

Moore: Hey man that shit will kill ya one day Van Rose.....

"You know everyone tells me that....The Lord has given us instruction to do this off the street, straight snatch and grab. Once the sacrifice is obtained I text him and we drive out to the Warf, get it, got it, GOOD!"

Moore: Ok, right down to business, my kinda guy let's do this.....

We had been driving for a bit, looking for the sacrifice and the quiet was getting to me, so I started to chatter a bit....

"Hey Moore, what do you think of the IWF gig man, some of these guys are real winners ain't they??"

Moore: Yeah man, we definitely have some colorful personalities over there huh?? Like that one dude that flies around in that gant airship with the big titted asian maid, I mean seriously....You and I are military and have been all over the world have you ever seen a naturally big titted asian?? I didn't think so....

" Dude I know, I mean I want to call him out on it every time she pops up in one of his spots, I personally think he paid for her rack, I mean it can't be real right?? And what's up with that Tanner douche?? He acts like because his daddy wrestled he is the be all and end all of this business, I am pretty sure my lil sister could have beat him blindfolded when she was like ten. And she was a lil thing....

Moore: You are telling me, and then you have this Dan guy, who thinks he has already beaten the entire roster just cause he won a curtain jerking battle royal and lost, mind you lost to the IWF Champ. All these rooks have huge damn heads lately....It just floors me, then they come after us, the Fucking Chosen, like we are some evil entitity that must be stopped....Well we are, but they just don't know it yet....


.....Just then Beiber started up in my head again....Not realizing it I started singing along under my breath....[/color]

Moore: There she is man, let's go....Wait a tick, are you singing Justin Beiber??

"What?? Hell no, where would you get a crazy idea like that??"

Moore: I could have sworn....

"Well you were wrong man, let's get this shit done...."

....A smile spread across his lips and out of the corner of my eye I saw our sacrifice, I recognized her from the recon photos. I smacked him on the shoulder and he jerked the wheel so we pulled right in front of her. We both jumped out and manhandled zip ties on her wrists and a gag of sorts into her mouth. She was able to get off a pretty good scream and a few people looked our way....

"Nothing to see here folks, just a sorority prank, you now how crazy sorority girls can get.....I am I right?? Yeah you know what I am talking about old man don't ya??

...The old guy I pointed out nodded and chuckled and we threw the Sacrifice into the back of the van and jumped inside....

Moore: I don't think you have a serious bone in your body do ya Vinnie, I mean if it wasn't for your sharp tongue and wit back there we would have been made. I locked up....

"Oh heck, that ain't nuthin'...Wait til we unload the chicky back there she is gonna get a lesson or two from what I hear..."

...While Moore was driving I texted the Lord that the job was done....

"THE SACRIFICE HAS BEEN OBTAINED"

I recieved a reply text in seconds.....

"Wherehouse #3 Boston Harbor.... Eta 20 Min"

For one reason or another I laughed seeing the letters ETA and then I barked at Moore....

"Moore...The Lord says where house #3 at the Boston Harbor let's beat feet, we got 20 minutes...."

We made it to the wherehouse before Lord Casey and Lave and it was unlocked so we went inside roughly dumping the Sacrifice on the floor. We had made sure to eave the restraints and gag in place. My inner gangster was bubbling to the surface and I had to verbally abuse the Sacrifice.....

"You know you could have avoided all of this by just playing by our rules, but no, now you will be made to be the first example of what it is that the Chosen can and will do....

Her eyes widened as Moore planted a furious kick to her ribs and I hauled her into the air placing her zip tied hands on a hook suspended from the ceiling....She began to whimper and I put a gloved hand to her face turning her toward me....

" I don't know if you knew this sweet cheeks but your situation kinda breaks down biblically really because The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee. See it's like this, if you and yours woulda just kept your head down and your damn mouth just we coulda gotten along just fine. But.... and this is a big but, this is an Oprah's ass size butt. Hell we would have looked out for you, but you pissed off the wrong guy at the wrong time and here we are....."

...She strained against her retstraints yelling protests tthrough the gag....She spit it out on the floor and screamed at Moore and me....

Girl: When my people find out you have taken me you are in fro some hellacious shit. You talk of hte Bible, but the shit you are about to step in will truly be Biblical...

I nodded to Moore and he slapped face one good time placing the gag back in her mouth and I pulled the hypodermic needle from my suit and pluged it into her jugular. She went limp seconds before Lord Casey and Lave stepped through the door of the building....Caey walked purposefully up to Moore and me as Lave lumbered behind him....

Casey: I see you have the Sacrifice "prepped" for Mr. Lave here. Did she give you any problems??

"Nuthin that two seasoned professionals like Moore and myself couldn't handle CC. Now if you will excuse my partner and me, I have seen guys like Lave do their craft and its better left to the two of you to finish what we started, eh? I hear Dunkin Donuts and a Victory Smoke callin' my name anyways. Let's head out Moore....

Casey: Thank you for your work gentleman, we will see you after the job is done....

...I tipped my hat to CC and Lave and Moore and I made our way back to the van and headed toward a sweet well deserved breakfast at Dunkin Donuts....Once we got there we quickly found a corner booth where I could analyze the room.....I absent mindedly began to whistle Beiber, as it had been rolling in my head all during the OP....

Moore: There it is again....

"What??"

Moore: You are whistling a damn Justin Beiber song....I know it this time....

"Man, you ain't all there Beiber is a fag....

Moore: That may or may not be true, but I clearly heard the dulcet tones of "Baby"....

I shook my head and changed the subject as quickly as I could....Damn you Van Rose....

"Hey man, that watch you got there , it's pretty damn cool looking. Is there some kind of story behind it or something??"

Moore: Funny enough there is. You see my Dad was in 'Nam and he died over there. Well he had this crazy dude for a friend over there and me and Mom called Uncle Wiley. Well one day when I was like 12 or 13 Uncle Wiley comes over the house to give me this watch. Being crazy though Wiley didn't just give me the watch and go on his way. He had a crazy ass story to go along with it. He says to me, Darren, the way your dad looked at it, this watch was your birthright. He'd be damned if any slopes gonna put their greasy yellow hands on his boy's birthright, so he hid it, in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this watch up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the watch. I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the watch to you. I mean I didn't know what to say the watch was pretty cool and my dad went through hell to get it to me, I mean he put it up his ass. So I shook Wiley's hand and took the ass watch and I have been wearing it ever since....

" I won't lie Moore, that's some fucked up shit....I mean Dad and Uncle Wiley both had it up there ass for years and years and it doesn't bother you at all to wear it. Honestly, I don't think I could rock an ass watch, I mean it was literally in their ass for years, Man, years...."

Moore Just shook his head and we sat back scanning hte room drinking our coffee....


Side Note: The Bible Quote and Watch Story are quotes from one of, if not the greatest movie of all time....Pulp Fiction. I thought they fit the tone of the writing and added alot to the story....I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing.