Contest [Issue 73] Continue The Story IV - Chapter 3

[GrandExecutioner 1,403]

well if that's the case then... looks like i gotta rewrite my almost done chapter... 

No you don't. I just gave you my perspective from where I was going with the story since you questioned it.

 

The beauty of this contest is that it's up to you.

[GuidoFawkes 2,361]

No you don't. I just gave you my perspective from where I was going with the story since you questioned it.

 

The beauty of this contest is that it's up to you.

lol okay..

 

this gerald is such a capitalist slave, i really cannot understand the mindset of people like him... so at the start of  my story i killed him and replaced the main character with someone with my personality :P

[GuidoFawkes 2,361]

WHAT!? 800 words?? i swear i saw 8000 a few days ago..


looks like im gonna have to cut my chapter into 10 parts and hope i win the next 9 parts so nothing i have wrote will go to waste

[maryam98 1,171]

WHAT!? 800 words?? i swear i saw 8000 a few days ago..

 

 

looks like im gonna have to cut my chapter into 10 parts and hope i win the next 9 parts so nothing i have wrote will go to waste

lol, very newpaper  writing contest ever was 800 words...

[GuidoFawkes 2,361]

lol, very newpaper  writing contest ever was 800 words...

this is the first one I'm trying.. -_-  what kind of book only has 800 words a chapter pffff

[maryam98 1,171]

this is the first one I'm trying.. -_-  what kind of book only has 800 words a chapter pffff

These aren't books, they are essays.. And what kind ofbook has 8000 words a chapter?

[GuidoFawkes 2,361]

These aren't books, they are essays.. And what kind ofbook has 8000 words a chapter?

i don't count the words okay... but books are boring and take forever to read so i just assumed there are a couple million words in a chapter

[GrandExecutioner 1,403]

WHAT!? 800 words?? i swear i saw 8000 a few days ago..

 

 

looks like im gonna have to cut my chapter into 10 parts and hope i win the next 9 parts so nothing i have wrote will go to waste

Hate to break it to you bro but there's only two chapters left. But I'm impressed you wrote 8000 words.

[Electron-9000 48]

Lol this contest gets more and more interesting by the moment

Edited April 18, 2018 by Electron-9000

[Electron-9000 48]

Here is my entry, not the best, but I tried..

 

 

Chapter 3: Case Cracked

 

After his heinous assault, Oswald proceeded to call someone on the phone, after minutes of constant shouting and barking orders, Oswald abruptly cut the phone call. He stomped away furious and called upon his henchmen to do the needful. It was nearly sunset. He lit up a cigar and looked away into the fading sun as his henchmen finished up.

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As dawn approached, one could hear the birds chirping, the ducks quacking, and the hens crowing. The sun was at the horizon. Rays started pouring on to the old, broken down shed. One could see, as the light began to illuminate the objects inside the house, two people tied steadily to chairs by the means of ropes and tapes. As the light hit Gerald in the eyes, he woke up from his unconscious slumber. His head still hurt from the assault last afternoon. Still dizzy, he began looking around. Slowly but surely, his mind was starting to remember the events that had happened last afternoon. To his delight, Kristi Elizer had also begun to regain consciousness.

 

Kristi mumbled, “Wh—Where am I?” Saying this she realized that she was tied to a chair, and hence frantically tried to escape. The knots only grew tighter. After a few minutes of desperately trying, she gave up and accepted her fate. She looked up to Gerald. “Who are you? Were you also kidnapped?”

 

Gerald replied, “I’m Gerald, I had been assigned by my company to complete a few tasks, that involved you and two other people. Unfortunately for me, it seems I’ve been framed. Its only a matter of time until they kill the three of you and the blame comes on me, resulting in who knows what punishment..” Saying this, Gerald quietly sobbed to himself.

 

Kristi was both shocked and startled by the news she heard. “Well, sobbing isn’t helping, lets figure a way out of this, shall we?”

Gerald looked around, he spotted a lighter on the table, “Oswald must’ve forgotten this”. He jumped back and forth on his chair, and somehow reached the table. “If I could only place the lighter in a way that the ropes burnt off, it would be easy to tear through the tapes.” It was a struggle but he finally managed to set himself free. He freed Kristi as well and turned towards the door. “Well, lets get out of this place, shall we?”

 

As they exited, a car stopped right in front of them. “Get in!”, shouted the man. Gerald recognized him, it was the mailman! He swiftly got in, and the car sped off. On the way, they spoke about the entire case. The mailman, who introduced himself as Mark, said that he had done some digging on the case, and had found out some pretty interesting facts.

 

“Joseph Carter is one of the key players in this game, and he had recently got hold of some information related to your, I mean our company Gerald. G.E.N.E.X is an organization that carries out most of the contract killing in the country. Frank Callum, the model, was apparently cheating on his wife, with the daughter of one of the prime members of the organization, which is why you were made to research on him, trying to prove him innocent. This would have, according to their plans, placed you in some sort of cross-roads with him and frame you for his murder. Kristi was kidnapped because her dad funds the G.E.N.E.X organization and was therefore used as a means to blackmail him into backing out from the dealings.”

 

Gerald now had some idea about the whole thing. “What do we do now?”, asked Gerald. Mark replied, “I would suggest, as I see fit, that the only way you can get out of this mess, is by getting the police involved, not just yet, but once you have a solid plan against them. So once you have that, it will be an easy gateway for you because the cops will get the job done and you would be saved as well. For now, I suggest we lock up Oswald, shall we?”

 

Kristi butted in, “I remember him saying that he had some shipment arriving at the docks tonight at 10pm. How about we wait for him there and pounce when the time is right?”

 

It sounded like the only chance they had. They reached the docks an hour before hand and decided to lie in wait. There was a lot of activity going about at the docks. Transferring of boxes to trucks and that sort of stuff. They saw Oswald, prancing up and down the aisle. A few moments later, a van screeched to halt in front of Oswald and his group. Two men and a woman, armed with guns stepped out. A few words were exchanged, things heated up, and the two men laid waste to the entire docks, firing at Oswald and his group. Once no one remained, they got into the van and left.

Gerald rushed to Oswald. “Oswald! Talk to me! Who were they!!??”

 

Oswald was gasping. “It was Ste- Stepphhanie…”. Saying this, he let out his last breath and stayed motionless. Mark pulled Gerald, “We have to leave, Gerald. We got work to do….”

 

 

Word Count: 878

Edited April 20, 2018 by Electron-9000

[Guest]

Is mah' entry valid?

[C.O.N.Q.U.E.R.O.R 3,845]

 

Shock

704 words 

 

Gerald woke in a dimly lit room, with a desk adorned with pictures of a child that he recognised as himself. His vision was impeded by a crust of blood over his left eye, leaving him with blurred vision and a pair of broken spectacles that wouldn't fit properly over his swollen eye. He tasted the bitterness of his own blood in his mouth, which he quickly spit out onto what appeared to be a floor of solid concrete. Gerald could hear a vague whine in his ear. The next thing he knew, his eardrums were practically shattered by the sound of Oswald slamming open a dark door that Gerald hadn't noticed before. He quickly swiveled his head to the source of the noise and was immediately surprised by Oswald's appearance.

 

He was wearing a brown heavy-duty jacket with a fur hood and a pair of jeans that were ripped at the cuff. Oswald's face appeared to be bruised, and his eyes were sunken in, as if he had not gotten an hour of sleep. He walked with a distinct limp that Gerald noted was new. A cigarette was between his lips; odd, for his uncle had abandoned smoking ever since his childhood friend had died of lung cancer.

 

Oswald pulled a chair that had been in front of the desk out and seated himself. For more than a minute, an uncomfortable silence reigned between them.

 

In a nervous attempt at conversation, Gerald croaked, 'I... I didn't know you smoked.' 

 

Oswald scoffed and spat the cigarette out of his mouth. 'There are many things you don't know about me, clearly.' He was rasping, as if someone had choked him recently.

 

Gerald recoiled and asked, 'What happened to you?'

 

Oswald laughed but his expression remained unamused. 'In the process of trying to preventing the higher-ups from forcibly waking you up, I was kicked and beaten for my insolence. Now I'm not so sure I should've even tried.'

 

Gerald contemplated Oswald's words, then replied, 'Mother would have wanted you to.'

 

Oswald, clearly taken by surprise, jumped up from his chair and walked over to Gerald. Oswald knelt and gripped Gerald's chin with his right hand, and moved Gerald's face only inches from his own. 'Your mother was a fool. I had told her to stay away from the man who became your father, but did she listen? Clearly not. Look where it landed her. She died with nothing to think of but a husband who left her and her good for nothing son!' 

 

Gerald, unnerved, continued. 'Mother was a kind, loving, and caring woman. She told me to always trust my family, that they would never let me down. She believed in her family. She trusted you!'

 

Oswald threw Gerald's head back against the wall and scowled. 'That's why she's dead. She trusted anyone and everyone. Her death was caused by her husband. He left her with nothing, yet he expected her to care for a child. If you were to ask me, you'd be better off if you had died begging in the streets like your fool of a mother.'

 

The lack of emotion in Oswald's voice shocked Gerald. 'Why are you with this company, uncle? You were a good man once. What happened?'

 

Ignoring Gerald, Oswald returned to his seat and continued, 'But let us get to the point. Are you going to write the article or must I force you to? The former would be much preferred, by the way.'

 

Affronted by Oswald's casualty, Gerald spat out, 'Of course not, you little son of a -'

 

Oswald smacked him across the cheek, cutting him off abruptly. 'Language, child. Besides, you're in no position to speak to me in that manner. Last chance, Gerald... will you or will you not write?' When Gerald remained resolutely silent, Oswald sighed and raised a small, grey microphone to his mouth, saying, 'Guard, there is something I need from you; do you mind? Thanks - I'm In Room 203.' Oswald smirked, 'And now, we wait.'

 

Gerald was stricken when a man who bore a remarkable similarity to Kristi walked into the room and gave a tittering laugh at Gerald's expression, then turned to face Oswald. 'Alexis Elizer, at your service.' 

 

 

Finished. :) Enjoy

(or don't, constructive criticism is welcome)

 

If I do end up winning something, please send the crystals to @TotaI_SkiIl, my alt. That's 'totai_skiiL'.

Edited April 22, 2018 by C.O.N.Q.U.E.R.O.R

[GuidoFawkes 2,361]

would it be possible to extend this a little bit longer please? i'm almost done with mine but i have some real life stuff to worry about at the moment

[Guest]

would it be possible to extend this a little bit longer please? i'm almost done with mine but i have some real life stuff to worry about at the moment

2 Months is more than enough dude, I completed my story the day after the contest was released...But then I sent it via PM by mistake..Once I re read the rules and when I saw people post here, I came to know PM is only for players who are not at a good rank. So, yeah, I posted it before April I guess.

 

PS - Today is last day I suppose, good luck to all 

Edited April 29, 2018 by I3.R.0

[Flexoo 6,980]

Sorry, but the deadline will not be extended. Today's the last day you can post your entries.

[GuidoFawkes 2,361]

because this topic hasn't been closed... i assume i'm not too late

"hey um..." Guido stopped a postman just as he was getting out of a flat. Gerald's street smart twin brother was in the midst of instantly coming up with a story to get the postman to reveal his brother's address. Guido had ran away from  home 13 years ago and Gerald was the only family he had been in contact with. After finally quitting alcohol, Guido had come to look for Gerald to thank him for sending him money every month.. but he couldn't remember Gerald's exact address.. 

"G'day mate..." The postman looked at Guido as though he recognized him. "Wait, you recognize me? I'm looking for my twin--wha??", "come with me we'll talk further away!" the postman instantly replied. "um, okay." Guido followed the postman. 

They walked a few blocks away and the postman told Guido everything he knew. Guido knew it seemed like it was a joke but somehow he sensed it wasn't. "so.. can't visit Gerald cause they're watching him... but you're supposed to be the postman so send him a letter.. i won't give away that i know about it" Guido wrote : Hey Gerald, your brother's here. I'll always be with you. "mind finding an envolope for me please? i'm pennyless..." the "postman" agreed, took his letter and left. Guido knew what to do. He knew fat old ugly Oswald gave Gerald the job... He didn't know what he was going to do when he gets to him but he'll just let his emotions decide then, as usual. 


Guido noticed Gerald's car outside Oswald's home. He remembered his addres because he once threw rocks to break his windows... and his mother forced him to send a cheque to Oswald to pay for it. After repeating exactly what Gerald had done earlier, knocking, going in through the back... But this time, it was Oswald who was more surprised. "oh hey uncle..." Guido growled. "Oswald nervously shifted his eyes and Guido followed his gaze into his shed and saw Kristi tied up and Gerald laying motionless on the floor beside her. Next thing, everything turned red for Guido, while for Oswald it was just white.. as Guido had instantly clapped his hands on both his uncle's ears... Guido then kneed his thigh and pulled his face by his ears towards him  and brought Oswalds jaw straight towards his knee.. Oswald's heavy body thumped to the ground and at least 12 men with rifles fitted with silencers rushed out from Oswald's home. They looked out at Guido, cogged their rifles and started to fire...

Guido instintively grabbed Oswald's fat body and shielded himself from their bullets and charged staright towards them. The bullets pierced through Oswalds body and blood sprayed out... uh-oh... Guido's killer instincts were activated. long ago... he ran away and excluded himself from society because the after joining the military he became a monster...  He instantly tore off the throat of the first man he reached. He then flung the man's body at the rest of them... not realising their collegue was already dead, they stopped firing for a moment... just long enough for Guido to fall to the ground, pick up his last kill's rifle and shoot the rest of the men. 


Guido blinked as he started to realise what he was doing... he had just killed the last of those man who tried to shoot him, only 2 of them died from his initial shooting, but he had killed the rest of them afterwards.. when he was in the military he was part of a unit formed from the most dangerous people they could find. Unlike most of the military, for his unti you didn't need to pass drug tests, you didn't need to be literate.. you just had to be dangerous, because all the missions they sent him on was to places they had authorisation to do anything... send him in, let him go crazy and destroy everything and that's it. Guido looked around, he counted 15 bodies lying around him including Oswald's... he looked into the shed, oops... looks like 17 bodies... The bandage around Kristi's mouth was soaked in blood, and there was a fresh gun shot wound on her left lung... Gerald was dead too, although no shot wound,  just blood on the back of his head. well then... what to do now? Guido could hear a police siren approaching from a distance. "revenge..." Guido thought... he was gonna find whoever was behind this... but first he had to get away... because  even if he managed to prove he killed all those men in self defence, they wouldn't be letting him go so soon.. 


He quickly searched through Oswald's pockets and took everything with him.. he found Gerald's car keys and grabed Kristi's and Gerald's bodies and ran towards Gerald's car. There was no one on the streets at that time so no one saw him. He causually drove away just as the police arrived to that street... 

 

Edited April 30, 2018 by GuidoFawkes

[Guest]

The topic hasn't been closed, but it doesn't mean that the contest hasn't.. Of course not everyone can be awake at 23 59 UTC. I don't think your entry will be considered. Or maybe it can be too, 50-50 chances. Good Luck

[Flexoo 6,980]

Topic's now closed.