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XO “The Glassgo Job” episode 4

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“What’s your name by the way?” I asked.

She stared at me with a sly grin. “So now you want to be honest about the reason you came over here.”

I shrugged. “I came over for a conversation so it would be nice to call you by a name you prefer to be called by other then the name I have in my head when I first saw you.”

“Which is what? Miss Piece Sweet of Ass?” She asked with genuine humor. She was laughing at herself. Interesting.

I smiled. “No. Miss Nice Legs was the name. Remind me to buy your father a drink some time for his excellent parenting.”

“My name is Delilah Bowings. And if you want to thank someone then my uncle Sam would be the one. My father was busy trying to become a king during my childhood.” She said with no hint of self pitty in her voice.

I nodded staring at her. “Your a Nomad Princess.”

Delilah merely smiled. “Not presently. I’m a executive. Are you hunting for a mate?”

I smiled shaking my head. “Oh no. Just a little conversation.” I said and looked around to see Glassgo was talking with a executive with a purple pin attached to his suit jacket. Hmm. I didn’t recognize the face but the offical executive class pin noted he was a industry high class professional ruler.

“That’s Hector Finley. He’s recently become attached to Roberto. He’s making a bid to become a King of the purple district. He’s looking to get funding and support from Roberto.” Delilah said.

I nodded. “Who is Roberto to you? Your father or…oh. He’s your father then.” I said noticing the change in her cool expression. “Does Finley know Glassgo is a the current king around here?”

Delilah chuckled softly. “You are a strange one. I thought you were just party crasher executive class looking for a fun night out. Purple district like many parts of the city and dream realm has many kings but we have no definitive leader. However, Roberto doesn’t seem to hold the signature pendent of the district so-“

“-Do you really believe that?”

Delilah smiled and shrugged. “If Roberto had succeeded in becoming a King of the purple district why would he attempt these games. He failed. Are you here to gain a job from him or do you garner something more. You’ll have to get in line Finley is about to position himself to gain the position.”

She really was young. Too damn young. However, that’s just what I needed to use to distract Glassgo. I was going have to let down my mask and do a heavy amount of lying.

“Power is power. A pretty Pin on your jacket isn’t a sign of it. It is a party favor that fools use to impress other idiots of same mind.. That idiot talking with Glassgo is about to be snuffed out. Men like your father won’t abide his kind of cowardice. You should know that already growing up in the circles you come out of.”

Delilah flinched back and stared at me. “Did my pack send you? Why are you-“

“If you have a thing for the Finley guy then you better move. Glassgo is herding him to one of the back rooms.” I said pointing a thumb toward the scene in play.

Delilah hurried away shoving me aside and started toward Glassgo. Glassgo had a weird smile on his face as his daughter started yelling at him in some weird southern accents while Finley was trying to calm her down and apologizing for her.

I made my way toward the secret door that was the back way into the room while the whole room.was distracted.

XO “The Glassgo Job” Episode 3

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Roberto Glassgo stood at the back of the room entertaining his guests and holding the focus of every eye and attention in the room. He was a man in his early fifties with a presense of power and control around him with a edge of something dangerous behind his clear obesdian black eyes. The black ear ring on his right ear was a call back to a past life when things weren’t as easy and noted that he was in always a self made man from the sands of the Outlands to the silver streets of the purple district.

Only the few old money in the room knew what that black ear ring meant and what Nomadic group it was associated to. The youth and new money in the room had no dream realm idea how dangerously savage this man could be without the money and position that put a civilized mask over him.

I had no intention on getting anywhere close enough to him to find out. Though Glassgo smiled politely enough to seduce and put most in the room at ease around him those obsidian eyes and ear ring put me off. I did a scan of his body with my cybernetic eye and breathed a sigh of relief when the item I had come to collect wasn’t on him.

That was good. It was here though. Somewhere in the penthouse. I just needed to locate it, grab it and get the hell out of here before those obsidian eyes locked on me.

Luckily Glassgo was busy entertaining his guests he was slightly distracted by the explosion that had occurred outside. I would say I had fifty to forty minutes until they either traced it to me or gave up and then Glassgo turned his focus to the penthouse suit then eventually he would see me and game would be up.”

I scanned the penthouse living room. The floors and space taking in the details and sections in the space for guests entertainment. There was a bar with a flat screen AI monitor that showed depictions from tourist attractions around the dream realm, a card table live music playing from a Rocker Boy, Eddie Williams impersonator playing a cheery red light stream guitar. I continued scanning, moving on to the walls and then I found the side office and entrance in out. There was a tall big painting in the office. It was a portrait of a black hair beauty with a alien elemental glowing sword in her hands and nothing else. Hmm.

I felt someone watching me. My eye locked on the source of the pair eyes to see it was Glassgo who was studying me closely. Damn. I looked around the room until my eyes locked on a pair of long legs by the bar. The legs were attached to a auburn hair lady with amber honey eyes that were focused on Glassgo as she sat at the bar sipping on her glass of white wine. She wore a slick semi formeral business dress suit with a silver blue pin on the right breast pocket of her jacket. A female CEO apart of the executive class.

I started toward her. She glanced once at me then looked away back to Glassgo. I smiled and took a seat behind her to add a challenge to the game.

“Are you nervous or obsessed with the host and his money. I can understand why. Money and danger are attractive qualities.”

She half turned to glance at me. “I’m not interested in a drink or anything you would have to say. So save your voice and my ears the attention.”

I nodded my head. “Your nervous about approuching your target.. Otherwise you would have ignored me in favor of looking at your secret crush. Do you need coaching on closing the deal? I am available assisting you in your adventure.”

She stared at me and then laughed in my face. “You’re a comedian?! You seem to be trying to hard to catch me on a charity day. Again, I’m not interested cowboy. How did you get into this party anyway?”

I smiled. “I had an invitation so I walked right inside like everyone else here. I’m only interested in a bit of spicy conversation for the moment and information to feed my mind and keep me from being bored. Tell me about interests you in Glassgo?!”

She frowned at me now. “On Roberto?! That information is easy enough to come by in the morning E-zine Gallup magazine or a twenty-four hour news stream the media talk about him with a faithful devotion of lightning devoted worshiper. What did you really come over here for then?!”

I shrugged and pointed over to digital screen over the bar. “Tell me about the AI screen. It changes at odd rate and the pictures show even odder locations.”

“That’s not why you came over here.” She said with a smile.

I shrugged. “I lost interest for a bit so are you going to tell me something about the AI screen.”

“Your serious?!” She asked no unsure.

I smiled. “You can’t be serious all the time. I’m consultant Charlie Kent by the by. So do you know anything about the AI screen?”

She sighed and turned her body fully toward me. “I’m CEO Eva Sandra. I know more then a little.”

X0 “The Glassgo Job” Episode 2

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I moved in close to my target cover and fell into my new persona of Charlie Kent. Mr. Kent? Old money. Black sheep of a family group. Charming. Adventurous.

The feel of the crowd was quiet yet they were all excited to get a pass into the famous and rich Roberto Glassgo’s inner circle private invitation only party.

I made my approuch and my target turned and he stared at my eye wide eyed. I smiled. “I know. I know. I’m a handsome devil am I not old boy.” I said adding charm and whit to my tone and body language.

I felt a few heads turned my way as they heard my distinct accents in my voice.

The mark blushed as he realized what he had been doing. He started to open his mouth to apologize but I shook my head. “No troubles old Boy. The name is Charle Kent. You not have heard of me but trust me that is extreme intentionality by design from my family group.” I said offering him my hand in a upward facing

The jester got more then a few odd raised eyebrows and side glances. It was a uncommon jester of greeting and I completely made up on the spot. The mark mimicked my jester off-handedly. “Hello, the name is Joel Lee. I am the CEO of Data Trades Ink. A pleasure. Ah what do you do,if I may be so bold to ask?”

I laughed loweringly my hand and following into step with him. “I specialize in consulting. I also buy and sell secrets here and there. My family group only permits me to have a small little business. I can’t become an embarrassment on the old money family you know. Does your lovely wife with you manage your clients well?”

Joel stared at me wide eyed in surprise. “I-I ah. Yes. My wife Amanda does so. How did you know that?”

I chuckled. “Like, I told you I buy and sell secrets as well as I do a little consulting work for the authority, ah no. I meant the purple district clients.” I said with a fake smile of embarrassment at the intentional slip up.

Joel stared at me. “Your a sp-ah!” He stopped because his wife gave him a little kick.

Amanda offered her hand to me. “Pleased to meet you executive class Kent.”

I bowed my head over her hand for a second. “Charmed. But please call me consultant Kent. How is the managment of Deta trades now-a-days?” I asked as we neared the front doors to the building.

Amanda laughed. “Are you interested in our company secrets Consultant Kent?”

Security druids checked invites and let in a few guests and herded several others away that failed the test. Tight security. Hmm. I figured as much.

I shook my head and I reached into my pocket. “Not really. I’m just interested in a casual conversation with interesting people. Nothing big. Joel. What deals are you planning on making tonight? Feel free to lie to me. I enjoy good stories.” I asked and then I hit the switch on my remote trigger before I removed a soft candy and unwrapped it slipped the candy into my mouth. I rolled the candy in my mouth staring at him and waited for signal to go out to the box I put in the trash bin a ten feet away.

Joel frowned at me. “Is Charlie Kent your real name?”

I gave him a sincere smile. “You are new here aren’t you? I like how adorable you are. Why would I give you the real name to my family group in a public setting?! What fun would that be? Not to mention the hell my dear grand mother would raise if I did so gives me pause because of the hold she has on my allowance this month.” I said and heard a few chuckles from the nosy gentleman and ladies listening intently to our conversation.

Joel blushed and even his wife hide a smile under her hand. He frowned at me. “Why the fake name then?”

I stared at him. “You believe everyone here is who they say they are?!” I snorted loudly in real laughter as an explosion went off behind me distracting everyone in the crowd.

My window of opportunity was open for a short period as panic and disorder spread like a virus through the crowd. I turned as the others did but I quickly snatched up Joel’s free arm and jerked him forward to the doors. “It looks like we had better hurry inside before what is going on outside catches up to us old boy.” I said adding a little bit of nervous tone to my voice that kicked Joel in to moving forward.

We quickly moved toward the druids flashing over our cards as some of the druids hurried out to secure the area of danger. We were let inside with little interaction between the security detail and guards. I walked inside the building walking quickly to the elevator with a smile on my face. I saw the camera inside in the corner overhead. Hmm. Can’t avoid everything. The camera would get my image. Have to figure out how to handle what comes of that later.

X0 “The Glassgo Job” Episode 1

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It was a breezy spring night as the crowd packed in close together heading toward the private condo where the big gala was to take place. A light rain had followed and left a fresh scent to the air and glow on the streets and buildings. Advertising for Zades cigarettes and Burner Detapads flashed on nearby buildings. It was fine night in the purple district of Newark City State. There were five private security druids patrolling the perimeter of the building owned by the millionaire executive Roberto Glassgo. His corporation’s two fully armored druid helicopters were flying overhead around the block taking video footage of the crowd and ready for a sure scene of trouble. This was little bit more security then I had on seeing. However, the extra guards in plain clothes that were staged on the block weren’t mentioned at all in the report for the job.

My new eye took in all these details including the ID numbers on the druids. The plan, Valkrie and I had carefully constructed and had gone to hell the second I had stepped out of the cabbie and started to analyze the situation with cybernetic hyper vision eye. It was time to shift things into a different direction. A wealthy couple pushed me aside to get up to the front of the line heading into the gala.

I was tripped up a bit but I righted myself against a city trash bin. I got out my cigarette and lighter. I put the cherry scented Zades cigarette to my lips and I took a long drag. I exhaled smoke and then I dropped my cigarette to the ground and put it out with my boot heel before pocketing my lighter and pack and then I took out a black box the same size as my cigarette pack and threw it into the trash bin.

The plan had been to use a cover story as a bodyguard for one of the client’s friends. That was a no go. I couldn’t trust any information or help the client had given me and my partner now. We should have done more research luckily I was never hopeful anything would go according to plan. I spotted someone up ahead and focused my cybernetic eye on a possible cover I could use to get inside was up ahead in the crowd.

He was a Pugy face dark plain haircut corporate class man in a black tuxedo. He had an openly friendly wholesome smile with a young average looking young lady in black dress close at his side. New corporate types. The legacy executive classes ignored the couple and the middle class trash corpos made snide looks at them. He was my cover.

Hmm. Okay. Now I needed a ticket inside. I looked around until my eyes spotted a high profile executive having a heated business conversation on his Detapad with a employee. He was fully engrossed in his conversation perfectly ignoring the street traffic around him while his 5’10 security forces plain clothes bodyguard waited close at his side.

I smiled. Easy mark. I started for him taking out my Detapad and I started having a text message with Valkrie updating her on the situation as I headed to the mark and asking for information.

I was close to the mark and the bodyguard had spotted me but he was prepared to ignore me at first sense I hadn’t looked up once and I knew I didn’t look like much of a threat. His training kicked in though as he still positioned himself to protect his client from me running into the mark. He needn’t have bothered. Hell, he really should have stayed home tonight. It was going to be short night for him.

I bomped into the guard hard sending him into his client and I dropped my Detapad kicking it into the direction of my mark. “Sorry about that.” I said but I still had my eyes on Detapad and was moving toward it.

The Mark snatched up the Detapad shoving his bodyguard aside as he marched over toward me. He got close up in my face pushing the Detapad into my hand. I looked up at him in surprise making my eyes go wide for effect. “Hey. I-“

“-Watch were your going Basic. You shouldn’t even be in this district. Get the hell out of here before I have you reported to private security forces.” He said dominantly.

I held up my hands and headed off walked away and mixed into the rhythm of the crowd walking toward the party with my Detapad and the mark’s invitation in my pocket. I had to hurry though because my cover was getting close to the doors heading into the private condo building. I checked my Detapad though before I neared my next target and saw Valkrie give me detailed report on the target. I scanned the information with my eye commiting it to memory before putting away my Detapad and switched into my new persona for the night. I wasn’t Xander Onyx tonight. I was Charlie. Yeah. Charlie Kent. Fun loving new corporate money. Here to have a fun time and be everybody’s best friend.

Largo’s Flame Episode 5

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We took off for authority Square. On the way Omarion updated me on what happening for the last few months sense I was away. Cy had got into it with another Dragon in the realms and lost a fight with him and became enslaved to him. The takeover was happening now but Lighting Baby and the Nomads were holding the Outlands and parts of the city still.

Months?! Shit. It’s hard to imagine but it was true though the city didn’t change much sense I was away.

We finally reached the square. I was treated to a sorry sight. Cy was under some kind of hypnosis standing obediently with his master sitting with a shit eating grin and a man in suit to his right glaring at me.

I got off my bike and started to them. Pain hit me from behind.

Fucker hit me with a blast of some type of energy that was sending weird messages into my head about who I was and how much I loved the one who owned my soul. I shook that shit off. No owned me.

The fucker got closer to me smacking the shit out of me on the back of the head. The messages grew in intensity but I ignored them I was fucking pissed off now. My speed increased and caught that fucker with a right cross. Fucker went down easy.

I then grabbed him quickly and threw him out of my realm. “Get the fuck off my property, bitch.”

A weird silence fell as I turned to the Boss that had invaded my home realm. “You ready to join him.”

Largo’s Flame Episode 4

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Another fucking invader war. This time was different though. I was different. What the fuck had happened to me?

What the fuck had Azibo done to me?

I was punching back hard against the invaders. But, I could sense their leader watching. Another damn alien testing me.

I could feel the asshole watching me. Why? It most had something to do with Azibo. But, I wasn’t fucking playing these fuckers.

“Fuck this shit!”

I thought of Omarion and reached for him and started pulling him out of whatever situation he was in to stand at my side. He stared at me in confusion and then he smiled at me realizing who I was now.

Omarion took my shoulders. “Your back.”

I smiled noddeding my head. “I’m back. I couldn’t let you fight another war with me.”

He patted my shoulders. “You showed up in time brother. We got to go. There’s a meeting in authority Square! They him.” He said.

I frowned. “They have who?”

“Cy. They have Cy.” He said.

Largo’s Flame Episode 3

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What the fuck was I doing? Fuck. Azibo had me digging a damn well for the village and I wasn’t asking anymore why of it just going along.

Hell I got in a few games of chess as I waited for whatever answers it is Azibo was holding back from me. There was something. I felt it and I knew everyone in the village knew what it was but me.

I started to get comfortable and then I felt something was off. Omarion. He was hurt and in trouble.

When I imagined him in trouble I came to myself and started packing for the trip back to the city. I was heading to my bike when Azibo stopped me. “Your training is over. You will not get back in time on your bike.”

“I’ve had enough of games alien. Don’t get in my way. I’ve wasted enough time here.”

“No games. I’m suggesting you just take one step and you’ll return to the city. Picture the city in your head and your brother’s elemental flame energy. You will appear in the city near him. Don’t try just do it.”

I stared at him. “Why did you bring me here?”

“I did not call you here. You called out to me. Everything I have is yours, Largo. Though your mother took you away from me. You still found your way back home to your people to me. We will talk later. Do as I say. Your brother needs your help. Go. NOW!”

My mind felt weird for a second like it was slight in two. I was in two places at once but I existed outside of both and then I fell. Downward until. I landed back in the city. I had questions but I put those questions aside. I needed to find my brother. I needed to find Omarion.

The Sandman’s lightning Run series 2 Episode 15

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We were coming to the end of this bullshit job but I was still having fun. I was about to take a new role in my life. Teacher.

“Brother. We have trouble coming to us. I believe this is a trap.” Marcus said glancing at the cyborg as a portal opened up blocking our way to the city an army of giant robotic men and foot soldiers all started marching toward us.

He wasn’t wrong. I nodded but looked at the Cyborg. “You don’t have a name.” I said. The storm was whispering to me. I felt the rush of conflict and a need to do battle against my enemies.

The Cyborg flinched at the dominance in my tone. She started to say something I shook my head. “It’s because I haven’t given it to you yet. I know the invaders told you to go along with this plan to get me and my brothers out into the open so that they would allow you to live and of course killing a King of Dream Realm will weaken the the confidence of people and shake their will to fight. It’s a decent enough plan but the fact your people chose the wrong time and place to assassinate me.”

The Cyborg was shaking a little at my voice. She stared at me with wide eyes. She was speechless.

I nodded. “You didn’t fall. Someone took you off the path you were going because your former masters had designs on invading my realm.” I said. Lightning cracked in the sky above. “How many times did you challenge Lightning Baby the mother of the Nomads?”

The Cyborg stared at me. “Once. She defeated me and rewrote my programming and poisoned my matrix energy. Brining you out of the city to the Outlands wasn’t my idea. I was forced to do this.”

Arrow drew his revolver. The Cyborg started to shake.

“Don’t kill her. She’s pack. So belongs to us.” I said.

Both men stared at me wide eyed. “The fuck!?”

I nodded held out my hand to her calling the lightning to me and heard the roar of the army of invaders coming but I stared at her. “It’s funny isn’t it. You tried your best to run from her but the first meeting was all it took for her to change you little sister.”

“I am not your sister.” She said.

I shook my head. “You were abandoned by your people left to walk the realms alone defenseless. You came here. You asked me to become your alpha protector when you greeted me and then asked for my help. Do you feel it.”

“I feel nothing. I am not I hybrid mutant as you are. I had no choice. They were going to kill me if I didn’t agree to-“

I heard the lie in her voice and saw it in her shaky form. “You do you feel the rush. The power above us. I know you do. This is your first lesson. We are strong in conflict but we grow stronger in Outlands when the storm is alive. We thrive in conflict. Your a Nomad female. You draw your strength from the element channel it where you need to. Second lesson is there are fighters and their nurturers. You have fallen into the later. You are no longer a warrior. Your power is in your mind and heart. Now reach for the rush. The power. Call it to you and use it to Run to the city. We’ll talk later.”

“They will kill you. I’m sorry to have done this to-“

“If they don’t kill us. Then you owe me my fee and loyalty to my pack forever. How does that sound for a bet. You own. I accept your silence as your acceptance to my terms. Run along little sister. You’ll only get it my.”

The Cyborg frowned at me shaking her head before she called to the lightning into her feet and then she took off.

There was a buzzing sound that reminded me of the buzzing of chainsaw or Bee as it flew by. I had her first name. I would have to remember her last name.

“Brother?”

I nodded feeling the army at my back. I smiled. Lightning cracked in the sky above and strike the desert around us. “They picked the right kind of day for war. Alright brothers it’s time to have some fun.”

Chronicles Of The Fixer Part 1 of 4

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Owen Sigma gets a new and interesting client

I was in my office about to close up shop officially for the day and head into the streets for a little black market work deals. Hey what can I say Newark never shuts down for the night and neither did a hungry fixer.

I was only two years in the game sense I got out of the solo gig. It was strange a lot safer for my health and peace of mind being a middle man for solos and everybody else in the need for a job or an item to fence in a hurry.  I got a lot customers once people heard about set rates on the streets. 3 million credits and downward with haggling.

I set my cut high and it gave the appearance that I wasn’t cheating my customer of their soul or bread and butter.

My detapad buzzed in my pocket. I got it out and looked at the message.

I frowned at the title: Job FERI?

1 million credits for a Red Strip Caster previously owned by Eddie Williams. Yes or no?

I frowned. A groupie for one of the Kings of Newark. Still they might pay me something for the trouble. Texted back a short message as I headed toward my ride and hit my remote security unlock code on my ride as I texted a reply back to my client and hurried over to jump inside my driver’s side of my ride.

I know somebody. Cost 100,00 ebs. Plus half my fee now and later upon completion of job.

Deal. Forward routing number. Dropoff location Elious shop. 1pm this Thursday.

Hmm. The client had to be corporate Executive with a thing for Eddie. The guitar? Today, Tuesday. That left me maybe 72 hours. I forwarded my routing number with a short message.

Hand off or leave at shop?

The message came back quick.

Drop off with store owner. Jim Willson. Red hair. Blue glasses. No talking. Leave item with him.

Alarm bells went off in my head. High level Executive financial district maybe.

I checked my account and the money for the guitar was there along with my half fee. I would do some digging but the guitar had to be out there. I would find it. If not then I would buy a used one fix it up like Eddie’s personal treatment. In the mean time I had to get on the streets and handle a little street business.

I loved every minute of this. I was on the move. There was always something to do. Always somewhere to go. Always somebody to help get something done. I could never be an executive because I could never sit still long enough or be tied down to any one corporation.

Terry Sergio: Raiders of Corporate Assets Episode 23

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Terry

“Well. Congratulations pack. We have accomplished our mission.” I said with a sigh of relief. It was over. I still couldn’t believe it but more importantly all my people were alive and well. The best news I’ve sense the 2nd damned Frost war started but that was over to. Now it was time to get back to work.

I looked at my pack. They were scared and a bit shaky but they still had steal on their eyes. I nodded to them. “I’m proud of you. All of you. Your efforts not only gained us credits but ended a stupid war permeantly and you’ve made yourselves legends. I’m proud to be apart of this pack.” I said and saw a few shocked and embarrassed looks. I frowned. “What’s wrong?!”

Hexi shook her head. “Doesn’t feel like much to be proud of. Frost is dead but your still stuck in cyberspace.” Hexi said with a sigh.

I felt a mixture of thankfulness and self reflection. They were sad for me. Though I had come to accept my situation after some time has past.

I looked up as I saw the virtual image of Debra appear in the room. She looked sad to. “I agree with her Dad. It doesn’t seem like much of a victory with everything that you’ve lost.”

I smiled shaking my head and felt Daisy lay a hand on my shoulder. “Count your blessings baby girl. The war is over. My enemy is dead. My daughter is alive and wealthy. My pack strong. Life for the moment is good. Now. Let’s get to work.”