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Submitted by allyson, bitches. (View user info) at 2006-09-13 00:05:16 EDT
a litle dead? 1 http://www.ubersite.com/m/92917
a little dead 2 http://www.ubersite.com/m/92962
Kingston, Jamaica, one year ago
Heavy eyelids flicker open and see she isn't lying next to him. He frowns and sits up in the double bed, suddenly awake eyes taking in the suite. Then he feels the cool Caribbean breeze from the balcony, and looks over to the thick drapes.
Danny smiles and clambers out of bed as he sees his wife out there... and having a cigarette.
"Thought you quit?"
Rosalia smiles to herself as Danny's arms snake their way round her belly from behind, fingers linking to rest over it. She feels his warm breath on his shoulder and leans back to kiss him, mischievous smile on her face.
"I did." She holds the white stick up and Danny takes a drag. "Now I've started again."
Danny chuckles low in his throat but squeezes gently, a serious point to be made.
Hands were over more than just her belly that night...
"C'mon, Rosa..." his voice is low and coaxing, the pitch of reasonable concern. "Ain't good for the kid, is it?"
Rosa smiles again and nods. She takes a last drag from the filter and flicks it over the side of the balcony, watching the red cherry sail towards the dark street below. She holds his wrists and leans back again, the two of them rocking together in silence on this still Jamaican night.
"Sorry about the reception." Danny's words make Rosalia frown a little, and she turns to face him, seeing his usually stoic face a little... pained.
"Why?"
Danny shrugs, a little nagging irritation that's been bugging him for a while. Less than ago the two of them had exchanged their vows in a Miami registry office. That hadn't bothered Danny - a white wedding wasn't exactly one of those things he'd always wanted - but the guest list for Rosa's side was... a little sparse.
"None of your family turned up." He shrugs again, taking some solace in the handful of student girlfriends that Rosa had invited, who'd squealed and cheered once he'd kissed the bride. "I dunno, maybe if you'd told them they-"
"Ssssssshhhh"
Rosa quiets him with a low hiss of air, moving a little closer to hug him. Danny still feels that electricity when she touches him, that open and honest way she looks at him... with no judgment, or fear. But her voice is as strained as he's ever heard it, and that unsettles him.
"Don't, don't... I didn't want them here anyway." She holds him closer and all Danny can do is the same, feeling her heart beat against his ribcage. "I... I left that behind when I came here. I don't ever want to go back... ever."
Rosa drops her head a little and shakes it, as if amazed by her own blood's cruelty. When she speaks again, her voice sounds almost broken, something Danny would never expect to hear from her.
"They're just... bad..."
Danny lets go and holds her in front of him, looking down at her with angry eyes. He could feel the pain in her voice like it was his own, deep and lasting. He's heard the voice a hundred times but coming from her, this woman, it makes him angry. He'd never pushed her about her family; it was one of those things she simply didn't want to talk about. A man with his fair share of secrets, Danny respected that but now...
"What happened?" His voice is harder, more menacing, but Rosa can only smile weakly. "If they did anything to you, just tell me and-"
He stops as he sees the tears in her eyes but before Danny can move, she just hugs him, closer than ever, like she needs his warmth to live. Stopped in mid-threat, all the anger drains from him as they embrace, and he just holds her as well.
Coulda' stayed like that forever.
"It's the past, Danny." Rosalia's voice is strong and firm, the woman talking now, not the student. Danny loved them both. "They're gone, and they aren't going to come looking for me. Just you and me now."
Danny grasps her close as she says that, a tiny smile on his face. Christ, he's never felt this much at peace since... shit, this must be it. He feels the smoothness of her skin under her silk bathrobe, another perk of this five-star hotel they're honeymooning in.
Yep, outfit work definitely had its perks.
"It's OK, baby, it's OK..." He grips her shoulders and pulls her away from him, looking at her face with that smile on it -
And then he screams.
Rosalia's face is a grinning death mask now, transformed into a blackened, charred skull. The hair's been burnt from her skull and he can see the flux and brain matter oozing from under it. He tries to scream again but the sound lodges in his throat. What was once Rosalia smiles with non-existent lips, teeth standing out like ivory against her smoking face, eyeballs molten wax in shriveled sockets.
"I love you, Danny."
"FUUUUCK!!"
With a yell Danny sits bolt upright in his bed, sweat bathing him from crown to the soles of his feet. For several seconds he sits there, panting with wide-eyed horror, Beretta clenched in his hand. His fevered eyes clear eventually, and he sees he's back in a far less luxurious suite... and Rosalia's gone.
She's dead. So is Felix. So why can't you just let it go?
Danny sighs and his head slumps forward. He drops the pistol and grasps his head in both hand, squeezing gently as if the pressure will somehow expel those nightmarish thoughts. His breath comes through in ragged bursts at first, but soon it's smooth and efficient, like a machine.
The Iceman looks up in the darkness, eyes cool and emotionless. He closes his eyes for a second, and all he can see is Miguel Diaz. Miguel Diaz with a neat 5.56mm bullet hole in the centre of his forehead, dead before the body even realizes. He looks at the clock by his bed, and lays back down.
Ten hours... enjoy them, Miguel...
Brooklyn, 3:50PM
Despite an upbringing that could only be described as backwoods, Danny has a thing for cities. Vegas, LA, Chicago, Miami, whatever, he loves the built up spaces. There a man can get whatever he wants, as long as he has the right names and cash. But there's also the anonymity, the intangible sense that even when there are five thousand people per square kilometer, no-one seems to notice.
Case in point: sitting down the road from a target for three hours, and no-one even glances.
Actually, he's parked just round the corner, just like Vegas. Experience has told him that a car in plain sight with a guy inside is a little suspect; but when you can't even see the whole car, you take less interest. Still, he'd prefer to be on the roof.
"Corps to Regiment, come in, over."
The two-way sitting on the seat next to him squawks angrily into life and Danny snatches it up. He and Enrique had tuned each of theirs into a disused frequency, one of dozens in fact, and they're staying in constant contact for this job.
"Regiment to Corps, receiving, over."
Half-a-dozen stories up from the street, Enrique keeps one eye screwed onto the sight of his CAR-15 as he talks into the two-way. He's lying on the roof of some warehouse opposite Caribbean Imports, studying the interior of the business through the windows. Clad in grey clothing to match the roof, and with the Kevlar vest feeling reassuringly heavy under his jacket, he can almost picture himself back on patrol in Afghanistan.
Especially as now he's got his target bang in his crosshairs, and is itching to pull the trigger.
"Target in sight, repeat, target in sight, over." He takes a breath and almost unconsciously flicks the safety off the silenced rifle.
"Requesting green light, over."
User Reviews
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-09-13 22:46:45 EDT (#)
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thank you, thank you.
next post in a little under an hour and a half.
woot midnight posting.
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-09-13 16:53:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You're very sexy, and I mean that in a literary way.
Submitted by ameelius (user info) at 2006-09-13 11:22:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This is a mint wee series, don't use them up too fast!
Submitted by Antioxident (user info) at 2006-09-13 11:07:25 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:09:42 (#)
Ranking: -2
Fucking one per day.
Shit.
Submitted by St_Jimmy (user info) at 2006-09-13 10:08:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Keep 'em coming.
Submitted by matnotharry (user info) at 2006-09-13 06:32:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I want moooooore
Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2006-09-13 03:23:56 EDT (#)
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one day I'll read this.
*stares off into the distance.....*
Submitted by Sepsis (user info) at 2006-09-13 02:07:34 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2006-09-13 01:41:18 EDT (#)
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Ahahaha. You're so unstable.
Submitted by paint_it_black (user info) at 2006-09-13 01:31:28 EDT (#)
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YEAH, Don't I might cut and paste new names in and post it as my own OR sell it to random house!
Maybe I could self publish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCK YOU STAGGER LEES
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2006-09-13 01:18:52 EDT (#)
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I wouldn't.
Submitted by paint_it_black (user info) at 2006-09-13 01:12:08 EDT (#)
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email me the whole thing. i love this
thedarknessfromabove.at.gmail.com
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:57:33 EDT (#)
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i'm an impatient little bitch?
haha.
you're right. i'll stretch it out, but it will be hard... it get's good now.
and by good, i mean alot of stuff hapening all at once, and that's hard to cut into chapters.
ugh. time to go do some psych homework.
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:54:28 EDT (#)
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Where's the harm in stretching it out?
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:45:16 EDT (#)
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hmm... didn't know.
thanks stagger.
then i suppose i shall do the next 50 pages next time???
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:41:16 EDT (#)
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Also, I think it's been a while since you posted, so you may not know that these days, if you post something while you still have something else of yours on the front page, it knocks the previous thing off. You're knocking your own stories off.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:40:13 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Allyson (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:37:23 EDT (#)
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HEY! this is the one post for the day. It's past midnight...
therefore a new day.
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:35:55 EDT (#)
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Just because I want it to stay on the front page.
But please, only post once a day. There's only so much uber to go around for everyone else.
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:17:40 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Wildman (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:10:40 EDT (#)
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Fuck'n kill it already!
Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2006-09-13 00:09:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Fucking one per day.
Shit.