A Story.

I guess this is turning into a story/writting blog? I dunno :|


From behind a door in a dark alleyway a man emerged, muttering words too quiet to make out. His footsteps were loud in the silence of the night as he made his way through. Each step sounded like a gunshot to the man, suddenly the man stopped walking, for he was startled by a noise. The man was afraid that he was not alone; someone was there. “You're alone, no one is around” the man assured himself as he started to move again, as he approached a turn in the alley he slowly crept around, he saw a light at the end he sighed and continued to walk.

He peered out among the streets. Good old London. It was a stormy night, probably around 11 PM. Rain poured onto his head as he ran across the cobblestone street. The man now was walking down what was probably Main Street and he turned to a local pub. He turned to watch the door close behind him and swore he heard the same sound from earlier, a low cackle of a man. He shook off the feeling as he walked over to a stool and ordered himself a pint of beer. Around the mans third drink a familiar face entered the pub and sat next to him.

“Good Evening Todd” the familiar face spoke softly.

“Well, hello Rodrick its great to see you, what brings you into a pub this late?” the man, now Todd replied.

“Well actually I didn’t exactly intend to come to a pub. I was actually out looking for somewhere to get Melissa something, tomorrows our anniversary. I heard a strange laugh, so I decided it’d be best to stop by here; shake it off you know?”

“Mhm. That’s interesting that’s the same reason I came by the pub. Well, I wasn’t looking for something for Melissa, but,” the two men chuckled “I was just leaving a meeting…” Todd was cut off by Rodrick

“For what?” Rodrick inquired.

“Oh, nothing, that’s not the point. So like I was saying, I was just leaving the meeting…” Todd was again cut off.

“For what?” Rodrick was persistent.

“For heavens sake Rodrick, that is not the point! So again, as I was leaving my meeting, WHICH HAS NO RELEVANCE TO MY STORY, I heard an odd chuckling also, I first was afraid, but as I walked I assured myself it was nothing. When I reached the end of the alleyway I entered the streets and heard the sound again and headed over to here and that’s why I’m here.” Todd finished his story.

“Ok, nice story and all, but why are you avoiding my question? What was the meeting about?”

“Oh by golly it’s so late I better get heading home!” Todd avoided the question and walked towards the door. Rodrick grabbed at Todd’s coat and pulled him back to the stool.

“Tell me what the meeting was about Todd, I will not let you go until I have an answer, or if you prefer, you can take me to this place where the meeting was held.” Rodrick finished his demands and looked into Todd’s eyes with a burning intensity. Todd wondered why Rodrick was so persistent to go to the meeting, but he knew there was no way to get Rodrick to give up. He would have to show Rodrick and then the Boss could deal with him (and Todd didn’t care what that would be by now his frustration was leaning towards Rodrick’s death).

“Fine, follow me.” Todd grabbed his coat and ushered Rodrick towards the door. The cold wind brushed Todd’s hair across his face as he dashed with Rodrick across the road to the alleyway. Once they reached the alley Rodrick inquired, “So where are we going?”

“Oh don’t worry, you’ll see.” Todd snickered in his mind at how the boss would react.

“No, YOU’LL see.” Rodrick choked out.

Todd stopped dead in his tracks. “Excuse me? What did you say?”

“Oh nothing, sorry.” They had reached the door.

“Whatever Rodrick.” Todd said as he grabbed for the doors handle.

“WHO IS IT!!!!” the Boss’s loud voice bellowed.

“It’s just me Boss this fellow here...”

“GOT HIM!!!” Rodrick screamed as he threw Todd to the floor.

“What’s going on here?????” Todd screamed out in astonishment.

“You, Todd were the next hit. You” The Boss answered as two bullets pierced into Todd’s skin, silencing him forever. “Nice work Rodrick,” the Boss said as he handed Rodrick a bundle of money, “very nice”