Cover story 63: Not anymore
People knew he was a dead man, he even tipped the tip of the wine the opposite way to signal to the people present he was a dead man. Nobody drank a sip, and nobody said a word, as if a new mafia family member had risen up, he stood tall and sail his seas his way.
Not anymore
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(Crash)
Just as the lights fade in they happen to ran straight into a church, as the crowds silent screams could be heard the boys quickly took cover, Malfonz behind the table in front of the glass of saint Marie, and the pinks and blues covered Malfonz from the window line, through the sky a giant glistening cross shined on top of Neova as he held a gun to Malfonz.
"What's that I thought you were a man, no courage huh", said Neova firing a gun through the table, (MISS).
"How do you perceive me huh, the snake who tricked Adam and Eve", said Malfonz standing up, but he ducked just in time not to be shot in the head, but that wouldn't hurt him. As the glass of saint Marie shattered all the colors flung like fireworks, as they fell they glistened and and turns out Andrea was hiding in the corner making a run for it, breaking Neova's concentration.
Neova was punched in the head shoved to the ground, but all Neova could think of was that girl and how he had to end her, because true arrogance is not having it but finishing the job, how else will he have made Malfonz all alone if not every soul was tarnished, his word was his pride. But it was late to know it didn't matter, because Malfonz was just as entertained as the first time they met he forgot what he was scared of, his adrenaline kicked in. As if he were to be smoking pot or taking a cigar, the thrill was a high and no matter how much they left it ... it never truly left them ... could they ever even change?
"That GIRL, GET BACK HERE", said Neova while firing the shots both missed.
"What you found a new lover or something, people like us can only do so bad until what we do becomes disgusting you know", said Malfonz joking around sitting on top of Neova.
"Not interested in a new love dumbass, interested in keeping my word for making this a ghost town just for you", said Neova as he pulled the string bringing the ceiling down and making a run for it. Malfonz confused and a bit angered about why he was being ignored all of a sudden. Can these men change? Please girl make a run for it. One of Neova's skills was planning, he just never talked about it as if the string attached itself to the ceiling.
She ran as far as the eye can see, there were houses to her left and right, but she wasn't running north anymore, but east, and as that fact dawned on me the narrator I was scared. Those monsters could shape shift into wolves for all I cared, but little miss riding hood had to get away.
As Lilith started crying her hyperventilation worsened as the two men started running after her, Malfonz showing no interest in her was tackling Neova to the ground and Neova jumping and pinning him down spinning Malfonz and throwing him ahead, so ahead that the buildings that could be seen were destroyed on impact.
Crazed laughter could be heard and as the girl turned she saw the cafe Neova and Malfonz had been to for so long and hid near there, Lilith finally calming down. Neova stumped on whether he should attack stopped and within a second he was pushed to the ground, all Malfonz saw was them playing hide and seek and some tag, he forgot what happened.
But as that realization hit he angry started stomping on Neova's face, the people in shock and scared for their lives started running, there were always corpses piled on the ground due to the one week virus attacks, but this was way way worse, people who could play pretend while everybody else were doing anything for the next breath of air.
A man who had determination is a crazed man, but if that man had no limiter what could stop him. The girl hiding in a corner, the shop owner coming out and slapping Malfonz and Neova told them how much of a ruckus they were causing finally prompting them to leave. Because why attack the one lady making their favorite tea, The kids were finally in safe hands, but through the windows of the restaurant you could see how much of a barren wasteland the area had come too, people were scared, more than ever.
People were scared but the right push always brought down the people to react, because no matter the dire there were both good and bad men. A retired police stood there finished his sip and as his old age was catching up to him, he rioted. People will always act. So they acted.
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What now, no end huh. Malfonz and Neova fell into delusion as if this moment was forever. Why change, if change was always the hardest to do. They ran as if they were running through a field of dandelions and daisies and as the crack they were on swallowed them whole. Just as if the world slowed down just for them. Just as the guns were firing. Falling down corpses, decisions too late to be made complete, a big surprise. They fell down laughing it looked like, as if to say to each other "let's go outside and play in the neighborhood". Was it always good to change or is change always good? To them it felt just alright as if frozen in air. Fin.
He plucked his wings as the other yearned for more worth out of his life, it still retained a function ... their life and after all the tree that fell that nobody heard did it make a sound, even though it fell and fulfilled an action? A moment frozen.