Post by tkmoney on Feb 21, 2019 16:53:48 GMT -5
February 18, 2019
(Scene: T.K. stands with flowers at the grave of his former manager, and lover Ms. Chloe. T.K. is dressed to the nines in custom Armani suit, and mirror aviators.)
T.K.: “I know it has been awhile babe, but I was trying to run from this shit, you always told me not to though. I find it ironic that with your issues, I was the runner. I going to face it this time, no more running....”
(Meanwhile across town…)
The front door of an upscale town house is kicked down as a team dressed as SWAT Officers raid the home of shipping magnate Jackson Maxwell. The popping sound of suppressed guns fill the air as Maxwell’s guards are dropped where the once stood. The screams, and cries from Maxwell’s wife, and child can be heard; but nothing is done about it, after it’s a SWAT raid. Soon the team exits the house with both wife, and child. The team head towards the docks….
(Back at the grave…)
T.K.: “Babe, I’ve decided to return to our safe space, I make my return soon to S.F.T., against a man by the name of Reaper. I don’t know much about this place we used to walk, the old guard is gone, and replaced with restored pillars as well as some new ones. The ones of the past know what we did, but it doesn’t decorate the halls anymore. The slate is clean babe, in more ways than one.”
(T.K.’s phone rings, he reaches in his pocket, and answers it)
T.K.: “Yeah… alright… great see you soon.”
(T.K. places his phone back in his pocket.)
T.K.: “Well babe, duty calls; you never liked this part did you. (T.K. smirks, and places the flowers at Chloe’s grave before returning to the limo.) “To the docks my good man.”
(The limo heads across town, as T.K. puts on a pair of black latex gloves.)
(Meanwhile at the docks….)
A brass-knuckled fist flies connecting with jaw of Mr. Maxwell, who’s tied to a chair, knocking him, and chair to the floor.
“Jackson, just give them what they want… please!” his wife pleads. Two men sit Jackson back upright, “Will you sign it?”
“NEVER!” Jackson exclaims, only to be met with a punch to the gut.
“ENOUGH!” out from the shadows walks T.K.; he walks over towards Jackson, and tosses a pristine white neckerchief at him. “Wipe yourself off you’re bleeding.”
T.K. nods, and the henchman remove the bonds from Maxwell. Maxwell begins to stand, but T.K. pulls out a suppressed pistol of his own aiming it at Maxwell “I Didn’t say to get up.” Maxwell sits back down.
T.K.: “All you have to do is sign it over, and I’ll be gone. I know you have other businesses; perhaps we should pay those a visit? I carefully chose this one, because you take the least amount of damage, see I’m not such a bad guy, I just need a foot hold; your name will live on forever in those, I just want this one…”
“FINE, just leave us alone,” Maxwell signs his shipping business over to T.K.
T.K.: “Thank You sir, pleasure to do business with you.”
T.K. motions, and Maxwell runs to his family, and begins loosening their bonds.
T.K.: “Can I ask you a question Maxwell?”
Maxwell looks back with tear filled eyes “NO!” he screams, but it comes out as a soft whisper.
T.K.: “Who wants to live forever?”
T.K. fires three shots striking each family in the heart killing them.
T.K.:” Who waits forever anyway?”
T.K. nods giving the order to clean up the mess, as he enters his limo, and heads home.
(Scene: T.K. stands with flowers at the grave of his former manager, and lover Ms. Chloe. T.K. is dressed to the nines in custom Armani suit, and mirror aviators.)
T.K.: “I know it has been awhile babe, but I was trying to run from this shit, you always told me not to though. I find it ironic that with your issues, I was the runner. I going to face it this time, no more running....”
(Meanwhile across town…)
The front door of an upscale town house is kicked down as a team dressed as SWAT Officers raid the home of shipping magnate Jackson Maxwell. The popping sound of suppressed guns fill the air as Maxwell’s guards are dropped where the once stood. The screams, and cries from Maxwell’s wife, and child can be heard; but nothing is done about it, after it’s a SWAT raid. Soon the team exits the house with both wife, and child. The team head towards the docks….
(Back at the grave…)
T.K.: “Babe, I’ve decided to return to our safe space, I make my return soon to S.F.T., against a man by the name of Reaper. I don’t know much about this place we used to walk, the old guard is gone, and replaced with restored pillars as well as some new ones. The ones of the past know what we did, but it doesn’t decorate the halls anymore. The slate is clean babe, in more ways than one.”
(T.K.’s phone rings, he reaches in his pocket, and answers it)
T.K.: “Yeah… alright… great see you soon.”
(T.K. places his phone back in his pocket.)
T.K.: “Well babe, duty calls; you never liked this part did you. (T.K. smirks, and places the flowers at Chloe’s grave before returning to the limo.) “To the docks my good man.”
(The limo heads across town, as T.K. puts on a pair of black latex gloves.)
(Meanwhile at the docks….)
A brass-knuckled fist flies connecting with jaw of Mr. Maxwell, who’s tied to a chair, knocking him, and chair to the floor.
“Jackson, just give them what they want… please!” his wife pleads. Two men sit Jackson back upright, “Will you sign it?”
“NEVER!” Jackson exclaims, only to be met with a punch to the gut.
“ENOUGH!” out from the shadows walks T.K.; he walks over towards Jackson, and tosses a pristine white neckerchief at him. “Wipe yourself off you’re bleeding.”
T.K. nods, and the henchman remove the bonds from Maxwell. Maxwell begins to stand, but T.K. pulls out a suppressed pistol of his own aiming it at Maxwell “I Didn’t say to get up.” Maxwell sits back down.
T.K.: “All you have to do is sign it over, and I’ll be gone. I know you have other businesses; perhaps we should pay those a visit? I carefully chose this one, because you take the least amount of damage, see I’m not such a bad guy, I just need a foot hold; your name will live on forever in those, I just want this one…”
“FINE, just leave us alone,” Maxwell signs his shipping business over to T.K.
T.K.: “Thank You sir, pleasure to do business with you.”
T.K. motions, and Maxwell runs to his family, and begins loosening their bonds.
T.K.: “Can I ask you a question Maxwell?”
Maxwell looks back with tear filled eyes “NO!” he screams, but it comes out as a soft whisper.
T.K.: “Who wants to live forever?”
T.K. fires three shots striking each family in the heart killing them.
T.K.:” Who waits forever anyway?”
T.K. nods giving the order to clean up the mess, as he enters his limo, and heads home.
