Date:
4/21/2000
From: dellyone
Disclaimer: There is a reason for the style of writing
in this post. Can you figure it out? If not, I posted it in
a reply. I recommend you read my reason before you post your
comments - dellyone
Group X HQ
9:25 AM
In her office, dellyone was pacing in front of her desk. She
was worried about the hostage release, but didn’t confide in
anyone including PoliteSliderFan. This was something she didn’t
want anyone to know. At this point, she barely trusted any of
the senior staff. She stopped and scratched her head just as
the door opened, light streamed into the room.
Rendezvous Point
9:25 AM
The three faction representatives arrived at a rundown warehouse
in the business district. Several heavily armed guards met them
at the chain link fence surrounding the property. Their credentials
were checked and the two cars were swept for explosives. When
the guards were satisfied, they were allowed into the parking
lot. The BFA sent the neutral reps Logan91 and lilsweetheart
with 50 million dollars to retrieve Mychand and ABL leader BritSlider.
GOCUB rep Echos carried 20 million dollars divided into two
briefcases. At the far end of the parking lot stood the lone
building, a neglected warehouse overgrown with weeds – their
destination.
As the creaky doors slid open, bright sunlight streamed into
the abandoned warehouse. The red light above the warehouse door
lit up as the wary ladies and three guards entered. PoliteSliderFan
closed her laptop as she pushed her chair back from the old
wooden table. Two guards followed closely behind PoliteSliderFan
as she walked to the entrance to greet the representatives.
“Where are the hostages? I don’t see them. Are they unharmed?”
asked Logan91 as she held her two briefcases tightly, a handcuff
around each wrist.
“This better not be a trick,” added lilsweetheart as she looked
around the empty warehouse. “The BFA does not take kindly to
being fooled. We want to end this war. Once we have BritSlider,
the BFA has won.”
Echos, swinging the briefcases slightly, glared at PoliteSliderFan
as she spoke. “I thought we had your word that the hostages
would be released once we handed the ransom over to you. I still
can’t believe you two are acting like this.”
“You have my word as your friend that the hostages will be returned
safely once our transaction is over,” said a sincere PoliteSliderFan.
The disbelief and contempt in Echos’ eyes unnerved PoliteSliderFan,
causing her to look elsewhere.
*What have I done? I’ve already lost a friend to war. I don’t
want to lose Echos. How many more will I lose before this war
is over? I’m going to retire once this is over. It was fun playing
mercenary in the beginning, but now too many lives are being
wasted and friendships are broken. It’s not worth it anymore.
Look what’s it done to dellyone. Her behavior has steadily deteriorated,
since the hostages were taken. Pretty soon she’ll be irrational
and I have to step in. The last person who tried to usurp her
leadership got pumped full of lead. That’s an unacceptable way
to go to say the least. Damn I wish I never got into this business.
I promise you Echos that the hostages will be released even
if it kills me. At least you will know that I tried to keep
my promise to you. * raced through PoliteSliderFan’s mind.
She composed herself then turned her attention to the others.
“dellyone is being cautious. That is why all of you have been
asked to come here. The hostages are being held at a different
location. We will go there once we determine that all is in
order.”
“Different location?” gasped the astounded representatives.
This little twist didn’t sit well with them. This made a rescue
attempt more difficult.
“There are two rooms over in the corner for all of you to take
turns and change into sweats and tennis shoes,” said PoliteSliderFan
as she pointed to the small rooms, flanked by two female guards,
located on the left side of the warehouse. “Take those wires
and tracking devices off willingly or we will do it for you.
In the meantime, we will count the money and place them in new
briefcases. We want to be sure that you brought the amount agreed
upon and that there are no tracking devices and explosives.
dellyone hates surprises.”
The three representatives looked at each other and silently
agreed. Echos was going to be the last one to change since she
was alone. The guards escorted them to a long wooden table.
One side held several money counters and on the other was sophisticated
scanning equipment.
As the guards swept the briefcases, they found two tracking
devices amongst the money. Found inside one of the cases was
enough C-4 to blow a city block.
“Echos, this looks like the handiwork of Sabre_Edge. Why?” A
dumbfounded PoliteSliderFan stared at her.
A disgusted Echos spat out, “So you don’t hurt anyone every
again. All I’m hearing from you are lies. You both *were* my
friends.” A single tear fell down Echos’ cheek.
*Were* reverberated in PoliteSliderFan’s mind. She passed the
last checkpoint now. There was no turning back. “Echos, give
me the detonator. I know you have it on you.” An adamant Echos
didn’t budge. A guard moved a wand over her and removed her
watch. Another guard promptly neutralized the C-4 in the case.
As the money was counted in Echos’ presence, it was transferred
to the new briefcases.
After Echos changed into the sweats and tennis shoes, the representatives
were given kevlar vests to wear. PoliteSliderFan wanted to be
sure that if the reps were caught in crossfire during a rescue
they wouldn’t get hurt. The BFA reps were ushered into a black
van while Echos and PoliteSliderFan went inside the second one.
Hostage Release Site
At the bottom of a hill, an anxious dellyone paced back and
forth. Two guards watched over the three bound and gagged hostages
nearby. She looked up and saw twin quarter mile covered escalators
snaking up the steep hill. A rescue attempt increased the possibility
of collateral damage – something she desperately hoped to avoid.
dellyone got word that they had arrived. To facilitate faster
communications and the elimination of error, all their comms
were hooked up to the intercomm system. At the top of the hill,
the vans stopped at the entrance of the covered escalator. The
passengers exited with their valuable luggage in tow.
“We’re here,” said PoliteSliderFan over her comm. Her voice
echoed around the area.
Mychand, BritSlider and Vigeant were unbound and their gags
were taken off. They were escorted to the escalator going up
with Vigeant first and Mychand last. The guard returned to his
previous position. The briefcases were placed onto the escalator
going down. All watched as the hostages and cases began their
long journey to the opposite ends.
At the bottom of the hill, PoliteSliderFan made her move. “dellyone,
Sabre_Edge isn’t here to save you this time. Group X is under
my leadership now. Now stand down.” She motioned to the guard
to take her away.
dellyone hissed, “Over my dead body. Green light!” On her way
to the escalator, she mowed down the guard.
PoliteSliderFan ran after her as she yelled over the comm. “Stop
the escalator going down. Everyone clear the area! Mychand,
BritSlider and Vigeant run for it!”
At the top of the hill, the representatives ducked behind the
building near the escalators. The guards ignored the reps and
watched dellyone and PoliteSliderFan as they entered the escalator.
The guards ran for the descending escalator to make a grab for
the money. Unfortunately for them, dellyone blew the top portion
of the escalator right after they entered it.
Over the intercomm, PoliteSliderFan begged, “You have to tell
him that he was drugged and he went psychotic at the sight of
blood.”
“Hell no. I already paid him off. That’s the only thing I have
over him and I’m not giving that up for anything,” shouted dellyone
as she grabbed a briefcase.
Group X HQ
“Sir, two sets of rockets have been fired. Targets are Universal
Studios Hollywood and here. Impact in one minute,” said the
man working intel.
The tactical officer exclaimed, “The defensive countermeasures
are offline.” All looked up from their work in amazement.
The senior officer sighed, “dellyone must have disarmed them
before she left. Make the necessary preparations.” All went
back to work knowing that this was their final time working
together.
Hostage Release Site
As Mychand trips, gunfire erupts at the bottom of the other
escalator. dellyone and PoliteSliderFan were heard screaming
over the intercomm. BritSlider goes back and helps Mychand up.
As he pulls her up, her amethyst beret falls to the wayside.
After he picks it up, his shoelace gets stuck on the side of
the escalator.
“Time to impact. 20… 19… 18…” came over the intercomm.
“Go. I’ll be alright,” pleaded BritSlider as he worked on getting
his shoe off.
“I’m not going to leave you,” said a stubborn Mychand.
“There’s no time. Let’s go. Now!” Vigeant grabbed Mychand’s
arm and pulled her along.
“10… 9… 8…”
Finally, Mychand and Vigeant make it out of the escalator and
duck behind the same building the representatives are hiding.
All anxiously wait for him.
Mychand’s beret flies out of the escalator with three seconds
left, but he wasn’t nowhere to be seen.
“BritSlider!” all yelled right just as the rockets hit the escalators,
completely destroying that area. The beret hits the ground a
few feet away from the building.
The representatives and remaining hostages sweep the area in
vain for BritSlider, dellyone and PoliteSliderFan.
“She tried to keep her promise,” commented a weeping Echos.
All nodded in agreement.
A few hours later all return to their respective bases. The
three are assumed dead, but a search still continues.
Dec. 10 Boyz HQ
According to a dellyone’s letter, she reveals Group X is the
military division of GOCUB shocking Sabre_Edge and Yeontoo.
A check in the amount of 5 million dollars for services rendered
is also in the envelope.
BFA HQ
Slider_Sarah pulls out the envelope that dellyone gave her for
her birthday.
“50 million dollars!” she screams as she sees the postdated
check.
Beach World
“To ‘The Vigeant Show’ now seen on 5,403,292 worlds,” toasted
Vigeant.
“To the four of us for being partners in VigCon,” toasted PoliteSliderFan.
“To coining the phrase interdimensional television conglomerate,”
toasted dellyone.
“To friends,” Echos toasted.
All four watched the waves roll in on their jointly owned island
continent.
Caribbean Island
The bartender asks the cheerful couple seated at the end of
the bar, “What will you two be having?”
“Anything diet,” she answered as she smiled at her man.
He smiled back and replied, “Fosters.”
The End
So did you figure why I picked this style of writing? Hehehehehe.
Read the reason at your own risk. ;-)
For the inspiration and references for my posts, I wish to thank
Brand S for his awesome ‘The Dominion War’ and Slider_Sarah
and her rocking ‘Heaven and Hell’ and ‘Birthday Present for
Spaz A.K.A. The Beret Wars: Heaven and Hell II’.
To the Studio USA Partiers who have read my posts or shall I
say skipped my posts ;-) Missing Slider Ryan thanks you for
having her at the party. LOL. ;-)
Echos, 321Whosh, Ashdowne, Blinker, Buffyboy, CaptMaggie, Fantess,
HunterD, Kromeg, Matt Mallory, Sabre_Edge, Sleepingtiger, Slider_Sarah,
Stoker_chick, Quintarr, Quixotica, sliderules, Vigeant, Why
I Slide, WldKlly, and Yeontoo.
To all of you my thanks for all the positive comments I received
from my first Beret War II post. I doubt this one can top the
first one. Any comments are welcome, but I ask you to read my
comments in the reply below first before you post your comments.
Previous Posts
Beret War: Group X strikes
http://www.scifi.com/bboard/browse.cgi/1/5/545/19812
Beret War: Group X strikes again
http://www.scifi.com/bboard/browse.cgi/1/5/545/19940
Does anyone know what the ‘insanely happy yellow rat’? LOL
dellyone
“Ambiguity is the key to success. I say something and let the
person interpret it anyway they want. That way I never reveal
too much information for any surprises ahead.” - dellyone
P.S.
So did you figure it out? Hehehehehe. Read the reason at your
own risk. ;-)
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