Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Mystery Chronicles #2 By Nathan Wu

Elliot was instantly frightened. He had no food,money or anything. Plus, he was still hungry because he had no breakfast. Plus Italian food looked nasty. Finally a police officer came by and seeing Elliot he beat him unconscious with a mace and a baton. Then he took him to the police station in a horsecar. Once there he was questioned and hit several times in the face with a whip. But he didn’t speak Italian so he had no answers. He didn’t even understand the questions. He then was thrown in a cell and was tortured until he was unconscious. Then the police left.

The second he woke up he said, “What the crap?” Unfortunately the police officer knew american “swear words” he punched Elliot in the face and tried to kill him with a mace. Elliot had taken kung fu. So he grabbed the mace and threw the police officer in the cell. He then ran away.
He was alone on the streets he had some new clothes a revolver and $100 he took.
He first went to a store to eat some squid ink noodles. They didn’t actually taste that bad he found out. He then stole some money and ran over 50 miles away. He spent the night in the barn and woke up the next morning with a ambitious goal. Form a gang.

30 years later.

Elliot knew he would never be able to return home again. He was now the most important job in the Italian city of venice. A Guard to the king. He had formed a gang and was hired to guard the king. He knew that if there was ever a bad thing that happened he would take care of it. He would surely be killed if he committed treason though. He was almost done with his shift. Then it happened. He remembered his dream so long ago. The dead man. The warehouse. The man could be the king.

Surely. The king of Italy surely was hated. He had killed a whole royal family. Although, there was good reason to. They had tried to kill the king and take over Italy. He knew that it would be bad if the king died. He could be fired. Then he heard a scream. He started to run. The king was in the chair surrounded by guards. If only he could help. The guards couldn’t see him yet. However, he doubted he could take on all of the guards.

But he still had the element of surprise. Then he moved, He stabbed the guard in the back with his sword then he threw down a smoke bomb. He yelled Run.” To the king. The king ran away. Elliot felt himself being lifted. The other 3 evil guards just laughed.

Then one of them got a pistol and said I’m sorry”. Elliot felt his dream coming true. He was the man. The destined guard. The one to be killed. He felt sad he could not live one more day.

He yelled “No.”

The last thing he saw was the bullet.

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