Drexel Hillsville
26-08-2007, 22:23
The young man stood in the middle of a Limerick Street. In one hand he held a bottle of cheap vodka with a rag tied around the neck. In the other hand we a lighter. He felt like a martyr staring into the eyes of the devil himself.
Two Police APCs were hurtling down the street towards him. Calmly he lit the rag on fire and threw the bottle at them. The second APC quickly turned down a side street to avoid the home made weapon. The APC in the front picked up speed. The gunner of this one took aim at the offender and pulled the trigger. The bullets tore into the boy. He fell to the ground before his Molotov did.
Every citizen of the Hills was required to carry an ID card with them at all times. It was a miracle that his had not been torn apart by the hail of bullets that had assaulted his body. The gunner got out of the APC and took the card. According to it the boy had only been fifteen years of age. The man who had shot him was only three years older. The gunner looked down at the corpse with hatred at it for trying to defile his nation.
Over the gunner's radio, he heard the gunner of the second APC call out to him, "Delta One, this is Delta Five. Take a left at the next turn. We found something of interest."
"Affirmative Delta Five, we'll be there soon," Delta One said as he got back into the gunner's seat. He switched channels on the radio, "Delta Headquarters, this is Delta One. Please, send a disposal and evidentary team to my position."
The monotone voice on the other end replied, "Affirmative."
Delta One hit the roof of the APC three times to signal the driver to advance. They took a left at the next crossing and saw the second APC. Delta Five was pointing at the wall of a nearby building, "Wittnesses say the boy did this." On the wall, in orange and red, were the words, Revolution, fight the oppressors!
"Shit," Delta One said under his breath, "Call it in, we've got a rough few weeks ahead."
OOC: Limerick is on the Northern tip of Gallway Isle, see my map.
Two Police APCs were hurtling down the street towards him. Calmly he lit the rag on fire and threw the bottle at them. The second APC quickly turned down a side street to avoid the home made weapon. The APC in the front picked up speed. The gunner of this one took aim at the offender and pulled the trigger. The bullets tore into the boy. He fell to the ground before his Molotov did.
Every citizen of the Hills was required to carry an ID card with them at all times. It was a miracle that his had not been torn apart by the hail of bullets that had assaulted his body. The gunner got out of the APC and took the card. According to it the boy had only been fifteen years of age. The man who had shot him was only three years older. The gunner looked down at the corpse with hatred at it for trying to defile his nation.
Over the gunner's radio, he heard the gunner of the second APC call out to him, "Delta One, this is Delta Five. Take a left at the next turn. We found something of interest."
"Affirmative Delta Five, we'll be there soon," Delta One said as he got back into the gunner's seat. He switched channels on the radio, "Delta Headquarters, this is Delta One. Please, send a disposal and evidentary team to my position."
The monotone voice on the other end replied, "Affirmative."
Delta One hit the roof of the APC three times to signal the driver to advance. They took a left at the next crossing and saw the second APC. Delta Five was pointing at the wall of a nearby building, "Wittnesses say the boy did this." On the wall, in orange and red, were the words, Revolution, fight the oppressors!
"Shit," Delta One said under his breath, "Call it in, we've got a rough few weeks ahead."
OOC: Limerick is on the Northern tip of Gallway Isle, see my map.