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Great Papo’s response to the 2020 elections?!

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In the backyard of the family estate great grandson asks Great Papo about his thoughts on the 2020 election.

Great Papo gives me a narrow eye stare. “Are you working for the feds now youngster?”

I stare at him. Great Papo wasn’t joking.  He hated the government with a passion. “No. I’m asking your opinion so I can blog about it.”

Great Papo goes back to work on the kitchen garden tending the soil. “We got a perfect shit storm coming youngster and I got to get this kitchen garden going to feed the family. Just in case shit hits the fan sooner then I think. What does the Boomer say? He’s into that bullshit.”

“He voted for the old dude. So he’s happy. He hated Trump.” I said.

Great Papo shook his head. “He was probably high at the time. Useless Fucking Boomer. Did you tell him what I told you?”

I grimanced. “I did.”

He looks at me. “What did you tell him? My instructions were clear.”

“I told him, Great Papo said if you attempt to fuck my girl again great Papo was going to write you out of the mother fucking will but not before he set fire to the motorcycle.”

“What the fuck did that Boomer say then?”

“He said you were a old crazy bastard and I shouldn’t believe he was trying to fuck my girl.”

Great Papo stared at me. “What did you say?”

“I told him not to fuck around and that you have people watching his ass. He said he had a new girlfriend and he wasn’t into 20 year olds anymore.”

Great Papo’s eyes seemed to light up with a blazing fire. He smiled craftly. “That lying fucking Boomer. I told you he was going to say that shit. You busy worrying about some bullshit election and that fucking Boomer is trying to fuck your girl. I got that fucking Boomer though. I talked to your girl.”

I stared at him. “What the fuck did you talk to her…aw shit.”

Great Papo grinned. “I got that fucking Boomer now. She told me he was making her cash offers for some pussy but I told her your getting all my shit and that fucking Boomer is a selfish asshole that got himself fixed so he didn’t have anymore mistakes? I told her she marry you she’ll be comfortable and worry free about a damn thing. Hock up with that fucking Boomer she’ll have to deal with his bullshit, his ex jealous females and his sexual diseases. The poor girl nearly pissed herself laughing.”

“Holy shit. Man. We’re not even talking about marriage. You don’t know if grandpa got fixed. Do you?”

Great Papo snorted. “Get back to working youngester. I just saved that fucking Boomer son of mean from you taken wrench to his stupid head. I feel so good I could shit bricks right now.”

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

The party is on June 8th 2036….brainstorming, The Matrix, The simulation

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The doctor’s office

The present

Marty

I walked into the doctor’s office it was nearly empty but for a man siting down waiting by the door. A man in a brokes brother navy blue suit came out the doctor’s door and paused before looking annoyed at the man that sat looking at something on his phone.

The man looked up and smiled. “Sorry you couldn’t make it to June, 8th, 2036 party. I hope you have a nice boring life.”

The man flinched at the comment turned and stomped out of the doctor’s office.

I frowned but went to the front desk and told the assistant about my appointment and sat down.

The man looked up at me and smiled. “You interested in going to the party. I promise you it will be a interesting time.”

I studied him. “2036?”

He nodded. “The name’s Jim. I got a hundred people on my list. It’s a big one. I got a committee gathering every two weeks to plan out the event.”

“What kind of party is it?”

“Guns, girls and fun. A whole lot of fun.” Jim said.

“Sounds like a Texas, Saturday night. It sounds. What’s the catch?”

Jim shrugged. “You can’t get vaccinated. Other then that it’s a fun time.”

“You against vaccines or something?” I asked.

Jim shrugged. “The party is for people that aren’t hocked into the simulation.” He said.

“Oh you one of those weirdos that think the vaccines are some type of conspiracy?”

Jim snorted and shook his head. “I don’t give a fuck about that shit. Covid is here to stay. Today it’s the delta version of it next year will be a new weaker mutantation maybe called Gamma. You can’t waste life living in fear. Your going to die. I’m going to die but for that day I want to party and be free with my friends. You got conditions that you need the vaccines?”

I had to shake my head. “No. Just my job making me take it.”

“Is a good job?’

“It’s just a job. There’s nothing good about it.”

Jim shook his head. “What’s the purpose in getting vaccinated when you don’t need it and for a job you don’t give a shit about?”

“Mr. Marks. The doctor is ready to give you your shot.” A nurse said.

I got up. “Stay a bit. I want to hear about this party. I’ll be back.”

Jim shook his head. “Nope. You go in there. You can kiss the invite to guns and tits goodbye.”

I sat down. “What kind of tits we’re talking here? Real or fake?”

Jim frowned at me. “Come on my dude. You know damn well I wouldn’t be talking big about anything lower then a C and the highest it’s Double Ds. But, tits are tits.”

He had a point. “I could get Covid?”

“When’s the last recorded death of Covid 19 this year? Not cases. Deaths? Do you know?”

Understanding hit me and knew what he was saying. “I understand it’s bullshit but seriously though can you show me a picture of these girls?”

“Mr. Marks….the doctor is-

Jim smiled and turned his phone toward my face. I saw two females in bras holding Rifles.

“I’m in.”

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Alright brainstorming 2030s, America collapses, New Laws, The Texas way and Foreign agents

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July, 8th, 2036

7:30 am

I was off to work. I checked my piece at my side holster grabbed back pack and canteen and headed out my apartment.

I waved to Jim next door on the other side of street. Jim smiled and waved back. I pointed to holster seeing he forgot his piece. His face redened in embrassment and he rushed back inside his place to get his piece.

I walked over by his car and waited watching the area. I spoted a stranger on the other side of the gate in a police uniform beside a black pick up truck.

I waved him away. He stared at me. I stared back and put my hand on my revolver.

“Get the fuck on. We have private security here.”

“We received a phone call-“

“Your not welcome here. We’ll handle our own shit. It’s private property. Under section 31 of the new Texas territory law no foreign powers may trust pass on private claimed land. “

The uniform pursed his lips tightly at me. “I’m a texan native and police officer of this province. I came here to help.”

“Is there a problem here?” Jim said coming up next to me with his gun in his hand aimed at the ground.

I shook my head. I waved the uniform off. “Tell me the name of the person that called. I’ll handle it but your not allowed inside.”

“I can’t do that. It’s my job to help them. Stand down.” He said drawing his gun.

I draw my piece and aimed it at the stranger. “Blow your whistle, Jim.”

Jim blew on the community alarm and we heard several doors open and soon the parking lot was filled with our neighbors aimming our guns at the cop.

The cop gritted his teeth. I stared at him. “Get the fuck in your truck and get the fuck on. You have two minutes to compile.”

The cop backed up and got in his truck backing up and until he was on the open dirt road and headed out like a bat out of hell.

That was the second weirdo posing as foreign agent to show up in the last two weeks. Last time it had been at sun down.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Great Papo’s wisdom on male and female friendships?!

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Great grandfather and his great grandson have a discussion at the family estate library.

Great Papo gave me the side eye stare when I told him about my friend Sue.

“What the fuck you saying youngster? Men and women ain’t friends. Men and women fuck the end.”

“Great Papo. I been friends with Sue sense we were five.”

“Holy shit. That shit. You fucking her yet?”

“Damn man. We ain’t fucking and I ain’t gay before you start.” I said.

Great Papo rolls his eyes. “Show me some pictures of you and this girl.”

I frowned but took out my phone. I brought out my phone and showed him my photo album from last year.

Great Papo flicks his thumb on the screen and then turns his face away and throws the phone back at me. “Damnation. What the fuck? I don’t want to see you hitting your girl from the back.”

I frown at him and look at my phone it was a picture of us dancing at a beach party during spring break. She was bent over twerking against my crutch and I was smacking her ass. We were smiling for the picture that my cousin Tudy took.

“Man. We were just fucking around and we had clothes on.” I said.

“You call that string between her legs and thin bra clothes? That youngster looked to comfortable with you behind her. Look now. Wear a damn condom until you are ready for her to start having your babies and fucksake marry first before you start knocking her up.”

“We’re just friends. We haven’t had sex.” I said.

Great Papo stared at me. “Yet. I can hear it your voice. Look don’t try to fuck with me youngster. You can fool your momma and sisters but you ain’t fooling me or your daddy and that fucking Boomer, son of mean. What does the Boomer say about you two?”

I pursed my lips. “He told me by the way Sue’s hanging onto me he expects she might want three kids before we turn thirty. But, I shouldn’t worry about getting married. I should just have fun.”

“That fucking Boomer.” Great Papo said in quiet whisper. “Divorced twice and him giving advice on relationships?! To busy fucking hockers and smoking weed. Wait a minute. Was that fucking Boomer eying your girl’s ass?”

We stared at each other. I took out my phone and dialed Sue’s number. She didn’t pick up. I started running for the door.

“I got to go great Papo. See you later.”

“That FUCKING BOOMER. I’LL SKIN HIM ALIVE!! Great Papo roared as I left the house.

Warm Regards,

Guardiandogg

Let’s take Tango & Cash, Legend of Zelda and cyberpunk brainstorming…part 4

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Let’s add American Ninja the movie, Commando and magic bullshit.

Ready Mix!

Chapter 3

Cash

Damnnation. What the fuck were we walking into. I made my approuch with Zelda at my right side as we walked over the mummies on the floor.

I saw Zelda out the corner of my eye. She was looking tired and I can hear her breathing heavy.

“You breathing hot and heavy for my scent, Tango. Get your mind out of the gutter.”

Zelda straightened up and dug into her utility belt. She got out her green flask and took a drag. Her breathing became normal again and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

“I’m breathing heavy because I’m doing all the work here. Where the fuck is your Ocarina?”

I shook my head. “Not my thing Princess. How long until we make it to the dungeon rooms their holding King Leo?”

“You need more training rockie?”

“You need to stop bathing in roses and strawberry milk. I making my mouth water.” I said.

Zelda frowned at me and flipped me off in the dark and opened a door in the wall and showed.

Zelda walked through and was snatched inside. I rushed inside into a fist.

…

I woke up when some asshole slapped my face. I was lying on a table tied down. My weapons and the sword gone.

Gannon. A tall muscled asshole with red hair, hawk nose and dressed in a black suit smiled at me. He held up my sword and pointed the tip at my neck. “I have a little job for you Cash. You do it. I let you live. Hell I’ll even give you the Tango as a present. All I want is the Tri ninja scrolls. Do we have a deal?”

“Fuck you.”

He laughed and through my sword to the floor. Indifferent to it.

Gannon snapped his fingers. A door opened and Zelda and Leo were wheeled inside in wheel chairs.

Gannon took out a dark stone revoler and shot Leo in the head.

“Shit Fucker!”

Zelda froze and then went wild in rage. “I’ll kill you. I’ll fucking kill you bastard.”

Zelda was gagged. Gannon turned his gaze on me. “I much prefer modern weapons then childrens’ swords. The Tri Scrolls are said to rest in the forest temple of time, under ground in the dungeons. You will take your sword and find them bring them to me in two days or I will blow your old lady’s head off and burn her castle to the ground or I can kill you both now.”

I stared at him. “The sword is useless against you then?”

Gannon smiled. “Yeah. The masters sword is a title. You are the sword. Zelda is your master. Old Leo was grooming you to be his daughter’s guardian concubine. So do we have a deal then?”

I smiled. “Yeah. Sure. I’ll get you the scolls. You let me take my old lady back and we leave. Sounds like bullshit to me?”

Gannon snorted. “I don’t give a damn about this stupid little city state in the middle of nowhere. I’m the king of the Gurodo kingdom. I want the Tri Fold treasure. I mean look how easy it was to take this piss poor kingdom. Weak. To easy and not worth it.”

I stared at him. “You just killed a man for money?”

Gannon shrugged. “He was an ass and I did try to reason with him. He could have told me where the treasure is. He was too greedy. But, killing him served to show you how serious I am. I’m not that complicated. I just want the treasure.”

Holy shit. This fucker was crazy. “Let me up.”

To be continued….

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

P. S.

This shit is getting good.

You know George Lucas method really does work.

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If you can’t buy your favorite classic franchise take the best parts about it and other shit and make your own shit.

Or

A much better look at it. Taking a core element of story and crafting a single or three parts to a trilogy to that element.

Or

A single scene. A tall female in business suit stands over a bed with a naked man in bed it with a black great dane and blue haired shorty in a black dress laying on top of him. That’s your opening scene there are so many ways you can spin it in directions nobody knows.

Qade’s wild night

Prologue

What the fuck?

Qade

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?”

My eyes flew open as Lucy started smacking my face with her damn hand purse. Charlie started barking and Mary Gold was trying to cover me and block Lucy from hitting me.

“You dum sum a bitch. I told you to stay the fuck away from this bitch.” Lucy yelled at me as she hit me.

“Charlie! Lie down!” I told him.

He quieted down as Mary Gold caught Lucy’s wrists. She glared at her.

Lucy glared back. “What the fuck are you doing here Mary Gold? I thought we had a conversation about this?”

“It wasn’t a conversation. It was you bitching at me to stay the fuck away from you brother. Nothing happened?” Mary Gold said.

“Why the fuck is he naked?” Lucy demanded.

“I found him that way on the fucking street bitch.”

“That’s bullshit. Why the fuck are you two together. Qade! What the fuck is this?”

Mary Gold gave me a (you better comfirm my bullshit lie mother fucker or you ain’t getting any for a month) look. Fucking hell. I had to go with her bullshit lie. Though now that I thought about it. Why the fuck was I naked and she had clothes on?

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

For Sherlock Holmes it’s a problem to solve. For me it’s a question to ponder.

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Been reading the Sign of Four lately. I don’t know why but I have yet to finish it. I just love reading it and then I move on to other stories in the Sherlock Holmes library.

I’m thinking still of getting a leather back collection of the stories.

Anyway, it’s the matter of when Sherlock is shooting up and The doc has had enough of the shit and he gets Sherlock hocked on answering a question that leads into the thing that most motivates and feeds that beast or element of who he is….

A problem. A strange case or mysterious puzzle that involves a series of pieces all moving and not at all obvious to him the direction they all fit together in. His mind is engaged on finding the solution to the puzzle.

I can understand that deeply. I’m not as smart or talented as the fiction character or his author but I find myself coming alive or engaged by the question. A strangely interesting question that can range from…

What would it be like to a villian that realized he betrayed the one being that loved him? What if you the villian, couldn’t change yourself? What if you wanted justice for people your wronged by engineering your own demise?

Hold up…

Prologue

Sam

I realized when Kate smiled and said she forgave me for selling her secrets to her enemy for more land for the pack I realized she hated me. She would never forgive me.

To late. I realized. I had just fucked myself over with the one person that mattered to me. I couldn’t let this stand. I knew I would only get worse. I couldn’t stop myself now. I had sold her secret for more then land. I had sold her secret for power.

I had to get her justice. It was time for me to die. I smiled at her. “I’ll make it up to you. Don’t worry. I’ll give you justice.”

Kate froze and heard it in my voice but then blinked and smiled pretending or thinking I wasn’t serious. “You did this for the pack. I understand.” She said the lie though it sounded like the truth it was bullshit and it only increased my resolve.

I glanced at my Betas. “Kate. I need you to step out a bit. I need a word with my Lieutenants.”

There was a longer pause. They were shocked by the name and it’s meaning. I had to careful. I smiled. “I’ve been listening to the elders and they think it’s time we upgraded to modern titles for betas.” I lied smoothly mixing in truth and misdirection.

Kate nodded but she wasn’t smiling now. She watched me as she left the room. I waited until I couldn’t smell her close enough in the den to hear me.

I turned to Luke my eldest Beta. “This time next year on my birthday. Your taking over in the old fashioned way. Be ready before then or I’ll select your second.”

Luke stared at me and nodded. “I’ll be ready don’t go making it easy or they’ll not accept it.”

I smiled. “Oh they’ll accept it. I’m going to make you into the fucking second coming hero on a white horse. Don’t fuck my Kate though.”

Luke rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry about that. I got you.”

I looked at the other four betas. “This is our secret. I can’t let this go on. There will be no redemption for me justice must be done. Do you stand with me?”

They all collectively gave me the fuck you sign. I smiled. “That’s what’s I’m talking about.

Anyway,

it’s about the question. It fuels something in me even in my blue or dark moments it kicks me out of it to think, to reason or to write.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Let’s take Tango & Cash, Legend of Zelda and cyberpunk brainstorming…part 2

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Get ready. Mix.

Chapter 1

Cash

*Ding, Ding.*  *Ding, Ding.*

I came awake at the sound of my decker sending me a message. I rolled out of bed snatching my decker from my nightstand.

– Hyrule Castle under lock down. City watched. King Leo in trouble. All communications down. It’s Gannon. Meet me at the back entrance of castle. Bring your sword and shield. – Zelda

This situation needed the right armor. I went to my closet and I got what I needed. I dressed quickly in my stealth armor and went to my weapons safe and unlocked it with the pendant I got with the safe. The safe opened and the sword’s handle glowed. It was ready to kick some ass. I got it out and  put it over my shoulder. I stared at my hook shot. I just got the thing last week. I wondered if I would need it this go round with Gannon but I was better off being prepared for whatever.

I almost got killed last time by one of Gannon’s people for not being prepared enough for surprises. If Zelda hadn’t been there my ass would have been toasted. I picked it up and attached it to my combat belt side holster.

I headed out of my apartment picking up my ancient techno shield badge. By my door.

Outside it was raining lightly with a pale blue moon glowing over the city of Hyrule. The magic in my armor’s power banks came online as the lunar crystals took in the moonlight and absorbed the energy from the rain water into it’s energy conversion systems. The castle was twelve blocks away from my apartment building near the lost forest park. I thought again about taking my bike but I didn’t want to gain any notice so I took off running. My stealth armor helped me to make to the castle in a few minutes.

I made it to the back entrance of the castle but found a 6 foot tall robot was waiting for me. It came to life at my appearance and locked his combat rifle on me and fired.

Time slowed down as I was already getting my shield out and rebounded the lazer shot back at it. It took the shot and was electrified and exploded.

I checked my shield meter. I had five more rounds before it would be useless to me.

I snagged up the assault rifle the robot had and moved inside the gates to the garden inside. Where the fuck was Zelda?

My question was answered as I saw her cornered near the back entrance by two of Gannon’s Red ninja assassins.

The bad bitch was holding her own with her glock and light shield but she was getting tired.

Fired at the back of one ninja taking him down only to hear laughter behind. I rolled away losing the rifle and brought up my shield. I didn’t have enough time to rebound and the thing exploded after several direct shots.

The fucker came at me fast with a combat sword for my throat. I didn’t have enough time to draw my sword from my back so I dodged to my right drawing my hook shot and fired at his sword grabbing it from him. I took the sword and threw it at his chest.

He screamed as the blade sank in and then threw something down at his and went up in flames laughing. Holy shit. Sick fuckers. I holstered my hook shot.

I drew my sword and prepared to take out the other one but Zelda had already done so and threw me a rifle. I caught it with one hand as I put my sword away.

“Next time shot the asshole in the chest instead of grabbing his fucking weapon. Save the ninja moves for later when we’re in bed. Let’s go, Rookie.” She said and proceeded me inside the castle.

I sighed. She was going to be a pain in my ass for remainer of this raid on the castle. I smiled and headed inside.

Hmm. It’s okay. Needs more one lines though.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Brainstorming session…Digimon, bullshiting friends and a dude who stutters…

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Could be funny or not..mix

Alright the shit started in the fucking late 1990s early 2000s. Some mother fucking wizard opened a damn portal to another universe with a fucking spell trying to get a slut demon. Dumb ass ended up bringing in five foot size monsters from the fucking digital world.

Mother fucker also fucked up the laws of space and time as well. The universe had to reset itself and mix histories to put the shit in ballance. We didn’t find out this shit until SageMon came to earth and revealed it. That’s another story though.

I was a fucking kid at the time when the Digimon arrived and for some strange reason of fate, magic bullshit I don’t know they fit in. They became the new pets or fashion of the early 2000s. It fucking felt like they had always been here as did the fucking battles.

Anyway, me, Earl and Jena and Tai had a pet Digimon. Tai was the quiet one with a bad stutter but that fool was crazy about Digimon. He had a Leomon we called Iron fist.

Earl, and Jenna had Angemon and always argued about who was the stronger fighter between the two.

Me and my Buddy ArguMon stayed out of the shit. The shit usually didn’t lead to anything until the summer of 06 shit got real.

We were in the park walking to an outdoor battle of Digimon. We never made it. Fucking Earl and Jena were getting in to the shit along with their Digimon.

A fucking lighting bolt came out the sky hitting us and these weird devices were in our hands.

They started to glow. Digimon B flashed on the LCD screens.

“DDDIGI”

Fucking Tai started stuttering bad. We looked at him as he pointed at the screen on his device and pointed at Earl and Jena.

“DDDIGIMON DIGI BATTLE! DIGIMON DIGIBATTLE.”

Fucking Tai was losing his shit and then we heard it. It was the fucking battle song for a digi battle coming through our devices.

DIGIMON. DIGITAL MONSTERS. DIGITAL BATTLE CHAMPIONS! DIGIMON. DIGITAL MONSTERS. DIGITAL BATTLE CHAMPIONS.

Earl and Jena faced each other. These two dumbasses were going to do it. Go into a amature bout over some bullshit.

“Let’s go mother fucker.” Jena said.

“You got it Bitch. Digimon battle ready go.”

“Angemon divine holy fist.” The dumbasses commanded their Digimon.

I wish I can tell you it was an epic battle but come on my dude that wouldn’t be me. The fucking dumbasses canceled out each others attacks and de-evoled their Digimon.

The best part of that fight and afterward was Tai losing his shit singing that damn song all day my dude….

Did those two grow out of that shit…fuck no those two dumbasses are married with two kids and still digimon battling in the streets my dude.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Cyberpunk morning 12

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Word was out the Yellow Demon was coming for Demon Ross and one fixer had plans to make sure he got him….

Chapter 2

Owen

I stood in Eddie’s garage along with his bandmates and Miss James listening in from my detapad. Eddie folded his arms across his chest after I told him the news that the Yellow Demon was going after Ross. Cash was already maping out the building and a plan of attack in the next 48 hours. The time table was tight but it could and would be done.

“What the fuck difference does it make to us Sigma? We ain’t in the business of getting involved in other people’s business.”

I stared at him. “I need 50 credits and your best man to make sure the job gets done.”

Eddie laughed while the others were quiet. He put on a good front. “You want us to pay you to handle a job we don’t give a shit about?”

I shook my head. “I’m a fixer. I handle jobs so you don’t have to give a shit about it. Ross is selling children to Jackels in your city. The boy isn’t the only child he’s selling tomorrow night. I need 60 credits and a champion on loan to make sure the job is done.”

Gino stepped up. “You said 50.”

“The number goes up the longer you royal assholes keep bullshiting me. You all got family and ties to the nomads that run deep. I know about nomad laws on finding a Jackel. Your not warriors or generals. You’ll only get in the way of my plans.”

“Again. I’m missing the reason we should pay you to kill some piece of shit Jackel.” Eddie said again trying to bullshit us.

“80 credits.” Miss James said from the intercom of my detapad. “Ross needs to be removed by perfessionals such as my husband. We are awhere of your plans. It is not necessary and besides the point we have nomad legal right to first kill. He is a threat to my future children.”

I kept my smile back. Miss James was pulling the right cards and emotions.

Eddie held up a hand stopping the others from talking. He looked at me. “100 credits and make sure every Jackel that comes to that auction dies. If you only get Ross it will be 80 credits. You get one champion as a sniper. Yellow Demon gets a clear path to a honor kill. Deal.” He said holding out his hand.

I grasped his hand in a firm shake. “Thanks for letting me handle it. I don’t mean any disrespect to you. But, we can’t afford him to get away. He’s gotten to big but he’ll have a plan to slip away.”

Eddie and let go my hand. “I know. It wasn’t right what he said about your old lady. In the badlands my wife’s people would have killed him on sight for saying it. So would I. It wouldn’t matter to me if said the shit about my kid or someone else’s. You’ve got a lot patience.”

I shook my head. “Not at all. He knew who was saying that shit to and what I would do to him. He said it because he thought he was untouchable. But, really it’s a simple matter of business. Him being alive is a distraction for me but I also have to kill the people backing him so my representation stands. I am not to be fucked with in regards to my money and Miss James or any children we may or may not have. He now owes me his life and now I intend to collect payment. I’ll handle it. You handle bringing out a new album. It’s been to long already.”

Eddie smiled and waved me out. I surprised him with a formal bow and turned and left the way I came in.

I looked at my detapad and saw I had one last message from Miss James.

I expect payment of a child from this partnership. A million credits is deposited in your account for the job thank you.

I smiled oh she just had to make sure I didn’t attempt to play the white knight for her honor. Damnnation she was forever making our arrangement interesting.

Holy shit my dude. This shit is heating up quick….

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg.

Cyberpunk morning 9

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The Fixer is set to collect his pay finally upon delivery to his client…

Chapter 2

Owen

Erin looked at me from the other side of the van. The van was soon to arrive at the corporate building.

“If you have a personal question regarding me save it or pay me to have it answered.”

Erin shook his head. “Are you sure you don’t want us to handle this? Your not a solo anymore Owen. Your fixer. Your a good fixer. A fixer I need around to keep me employed. Your to damn professional and timely with my money to lose because of some asshole snob doesn’t want to pay up.”

I understood that and the responsibility that came with having loyal customers like Erin. But, this wasn’t a battle or war. I couldn’t let it get around that shit heads like Marcus could skip out on paying me my fee.

“I got a reputation. I do a job for someone on the square I get paid. I’m simply collecting my pay. That guitar cost more then I was given. I need something so I can break even on this job and I need to get you and you crew the weapons and plan for taking out your enemy.” I said.

Erin grinned. “Your bullshiting me.”

“Whitch part?”

“You didn’t pay 100,00 for the guitar. You pocketed the rest.”

I smiled. “Nice. In a few years when you get tired of runner work I can help you get started as a Fixer when I retire of course.”

“More bullshit. You ain’t never retiring. I bet you 10ebs you can’t get the girl and credits at the same time.”

“I don’t bet my money. Give me twenty minutes. If I get back before then add the 10ebs to my fee for your job.”

“Done.”

The van stopped at the curb in front of James international group. Erin opened the door on the side and stepped out with the guitar case.

I stared at him. “What are you doing?”

“I’m carrying your baggage. You just do the talking.”

“I’m not paying you to do that?”

Erin smiled. “I know. I’m paying you to get me a damn nomad crew together. Remember. I’m just hurrying this shit along so you can focus on my shit.”

Okay. I understand that right well. I nodded and got out. He was right I really needed to wrap this shit today. I couldn’t afford to lose customers like Erin.

I got out and walked to the front of the building with Erin close at my right. His brother Peter was to my left as we came to the front. Peter opened the door for me and I walked inside. I walked up to the representative at the greeting desk.

She stared at the three us and looked nervous. I smiled. “What floor is the company meeting on? I’m here to deliver a package for miss James.”

“Do you have an appointment?” She asked.

“Is that any of your business? I’m here to deliver a package for miss James. What is complicated about what I said? I’m short on time. She has to get her item before the deal is finalized tomorrow. Do you understand me?”

“She’s on the 5th floor. Don’t use the elevator. You won’t make it. Take the stairs. You better hurry or you won’t get paid.” She said.

Shit. I ran for the stairs with the two nomad brothers following me. I took the stairs two at a time with the brothers keeping step with me until we arrived at the 5th floor. It was locked of course.

I took out my blaster and set it for a continuous beam of light. I aimmed at the sides and fired a beam of light at the hinges until the door fell inward. I walked inside as the brothers came and followed me.

There was a set of guards to the sides. They didn’t move. I ignored them and walked to the meeting room ahead. One of the guards opened the door for me. I heard running feet coming toward us. I waved a hand in that direction. “Keep them busy while I deliver the package.” I said.

“Yes Sir. Make sure to give it to the asshole. Miss James can’t tell you what to do.” The guard said and went off with the other guards.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Erin asked.

“A corporate take over nobody in corporation wants.” I said and walked inside to the meeting room.

A board of eight rich assholes stood behind a desk. Miss James was the only one seated at the back. I went to the front with Erin close to my side until I stood in front of Marcus.

He glared at me. His silver inhanced eyes glowed. Erin put the guitar case on the table. I opened it and presented it to him.

“There’s your guitar. I want my fucking payment or I’m taking your fiancée.” I told him.

“It’s a fucking fake. You can’t prove it’s real.” He said.

I waved a hand inside the case. “Eddie Williams signed the shit and I have a receipt from who I got it from I have authentication on.” I said and walked around him toward Miss James.

Marcus blocked me and took a swing at me Erin knocked him down hard to the floor. I walked over to Miss James. She looked beautiful even pissed off as she was. She hadn’t expected this outcome though she had planned.

I looked around the board of her company. They were also in a manner of speaking her elders. “Marcus Boyden refuses to pay me what he owes me for the job. I claim Erica James as my price in the nomad fashion of joining.” I said and then bent down and picked Miss James up and put her over my shoulder and walked for the doors.

Four of the board members hurried to the door blocking me. A grey haired lady that looked like Miss James grandmother stood in my way.

“You can not do this. This isn’t the fucking bad lands. You can’t claim my granddaughter like that and take her unwillingly.”

“I am willing.” Miss James said from behind me.

“We’re in standing with Sigma as clan brothers.” Erin said backing me up my bullshit for some reason. “He’s taking his wife. Marcus tried to forgo payment. Eye for eye tooth for a tooth. Miss James is of equal or greater value. Get the fuck out of the way.”

“Negotiations are in order.” The older Miss James said. “The corporation can give you your pay.”

I shook my head. I didn’t trust this old greedy bitch. Damn. I was going to have take Miss James as payment. “I got my pay. You fuckers have played with my money and I got shit to do today.”

“I would like to say something.” Miss James said. Thank the gods.

I lifted her off my shoulder and set her down on her feet. The woman barely came up to my chin. I lifted her chin with my forefinger. “Make it quick. I got business today.”

Miss James jerked her chin from my hand. She glared up at me. I gave her a wink and a smile.

She stared and then snorted. “Okay. You had me going there. I’ll have your money deposited immediately provided all talk about the marriage plans between Boyde and me are nullified.”

I took out my blaster and turned to the four board members. “There will be no more talks about a marriage or corporate take over between Marcus Boyden or my wife Miss James. You will agree to this or I will kill Boyden for trying to take my wife here and now.”

The older Miss James stared at me. “Nomad marriages aren’t afforded you the right to corporation assets or money. You have no say in-“

I turned from her walked over to Marcus as he came his to his feet I kicked him in the balls and threw him on the table and put the blaster to the back of his head. “Now. Your going to have to sign an agreement right now or I’ll paint this fucking table with this fucker’s blood.”

“I’ll sign it. I’ll sign it right now.” Marcus said.

Miss James hurried over with a contract already. She put a pen in his hand and Marcus signed it. She nodded at me. “Thank you Mr. Sigma. Your money will be forwarded to you right now.” She said looking over at her grandmother.

The old bitch glared at me but got out her detapad and started working.

I nodded to Erica and released Marcus. I put my blaster away and nodded to her. “Nice doing business with you Miss James. You have my number if you have any more problems that need to be handled call me up.”

Miss James kissed me on the lips and nodded to me. “Thank you husband. I will call if I need your assistance again.”

I nodded to her and headed for the door. I looked at my wrist watch. Damn. This shit took thirty minutes to finish. I wasn’t going to get my extra pay from Erin.

Damn. I really really like this dude.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg