Trapped in These White Walls
Kal awakes, feeling the ground beneath him, he felt the grass. He looked around, seeing bodies strewn about him. No sight of Alice or the man. Kal gets up he looks up into the overcast sky, with the sun and blue sky shining through. He looks to see the car that was crashed now on the other side of the road, and the forest had been cut and burnt down. He almost falls back at the sight.
“What the hell happened.” Kal was now wide eyed. He then started running down the road he was on. Wide awake and running. Looking back every once in awhile, after awhile enters a small gas station, with a lone car outside. Kal looks into the gas station, and at the car. He enters the gas station, adjusting himself, feeling himself for his wallet, pulling it out. He was lucky he had that after all this. He buys a drink, and some smokes. Then seeing the owner, walking out to his car, when he started taking out cash. Maxing it out, and taking the money. Running outside, to the man.
“Sir. I need you take me to Hotêl Regina I will make it worth while.” While Kal held 450 Euros. The man hesitant at first.
“I’ll pay you double for your time!” Kal shouted in French. The man then agrees. Kal hops into the enger side, handing the 450 up front. Then taking out his new pack of cigarettes.
“Fuck packing this. I need one.” Kal said quickly unwrapping it then taking out a cigarette, looking for a lighter. Starts to rummage through the mans car for a lighter. The man finishes pumping gas, then going to his driver side, seeing Kal hunched over in the drivers seat. He opens the door. Kal looks up, then backs away.
“You got a light?” Kal asked in monotone English. The Frenchmen cocked his head, then Kal makes a striking motion with his hands.
“Light. Lighter!” Kal said at first then shouted it. The man digs his hand in his pocket and fishes out a small lighter, Kal snatches it lighting his cigarette, then motioning for him to go.
“. You’re getting paid another 450 euro. Anyone asks, you went grocery shopping. How you got the money. You’ll call that a little bonus from work. They get on your case. I’ll get on all of your cases. Do you want that sir?” He says turning his head to the man.
“Yes...sir...I understand.” The man spoke quietly. Kal turns his head and nods in agreement.
After a long while of silence. Kal gets back to the hotel exiting his car, with the man holding the full 900 euros in his hand. The man drives off. With Kal going into the hotel, and started gathering their things from the hotel, carrying all six bags. Then called a taxi via the front desk phone. As Kal had lost the other. Going to the airport. Kal getting his tickets, him walking through checkpoints, flashing his ID at TSA, which let him immediately. While Kal carried this heavy baggage. Catching a flight to LA, before the day ended. Kal sitting on the plane, begins replaying all the events that had happened. Looking out the window, until they were in the air.
“Would you like anything to drink sir?” A voice said, to which Kal snapped his head, then looked at the female flight attendant, with a cart filled with sodas and baggie snacks.
“You have any alcohol?” He asked the attendant nicely.
“That’s only for the afternoon flights sir.” She said with a little disappointment in her voice.
“This is an afternoon situation, please for me darling, I’ve had a rough morning, I think a stiff drink will help this, process quicker.” He said pulling out his ID showing the lady. The lady smiles at him and nods. Attending to the other engers before returning with a glass and a bottle of wine. She pours him a drink, when Kal grabs the neck of the bottle, pointing it up stops her from pouring.
“Keep this here. Get a new bottle.” Kal said politely aggressive. She sighs before walking away.
The sun rises on the other side of the world, as the sunny hills of California shine. Kal looked into California seeing Los Angles from a distance.
“This place. Every time I’ve visited here. There’s always someone in need of killing. Maybe she could help me. Hopefully she doesn’t know the situation any better then I do right now, I need her. I have to find Alice. If I’m still here. Then she must’ve done something.” He spoke to himself, before the plane had landed calling from a pay phone for a taxi, then using it again, dialing in a sequence of numbers. Then the phone rings distortedly static could be heard, as it went in and out. Then finally getting a hold of something. Kal sighing in relief.
“What do you want Kaliber?” A distorted voice said on the other end.
“Just listen. I’m getting a taxi to your place, I’m going to explain it as best as I can when I get there. Alice has been taken, will you help me?” Kal asked sounding desperate.
“Yes.” The voice said faintly before the phone hung up. Kal took the phone from his ear, as it made a loud static noise as the pay phone faded into its original quiet state. He hangs the phone up scratching his ear, before pulling out a cigarette and started smoking it on the curb next to the payphones, his bags at his sides waiting for the taxi. He kneels, checking all his bags, when three bags had pistols and rifles inside.
Kal sighs heavily, cursing himself. Kal got out of the taxi, stepping foot on the most vile most ignored road. Skid Row. He walks through the tented and trashed street. People strung out with needles resting by them and inside the piles of trash. A figure stood just outside an alleyway, wearing heavy winter gear in the middle of the California heat.
Kal sees this figure. Walks towards it. It goes into the alleyway. Kal follows, looking behind him. The figure now was at the other end of the alley. Looking at Kal down the way. They both met eyes, when the figure enters a door at the end of the alley. Kal fast walks and enters the door the figure had. Going down multiple flights of stair, then a series of doors lines a straight hallway. The figure standing in the middle of the hallway. The figure sticks its hand out, then walked sideways into the left side door. Kal walks forward, when the figure appears at the end of the hallway, then started walking through the doors. He drops the bags and opens them taking out a pistol. And aiming it around.
“Keep fucking with me Zara, we won’t ever find her. Especially when a bullets goes between your eyes.” He said with a vicious snarl. The figure exits a door beside Kal walking in front of the weapon. The figure removes their headwear reveals, as a woman who came to Kals shoulder.
“Where were you?” She asked bluntly.
“We was in . We drove away from dinner, cause everything...didn’t go smooth...” Kal turns his head scratch’s his face, then looks to Zara.
“Who was there? Any one interesting?” She asked again this time more curious.
“A man with green hair, had a lanky appearance...looked real good to.” Kal said and Zara raises her brows.
“You mean to tell me. That this man is after you?” Zara pointed out.
“Well. Yeah I saw again, right after an accident we had.”
“An accident? Who was there. Tell me now Kal!” She shouted at him.
“Other agents perhaps. And after, we ran. We tried going back for the car. And the man was there standing. I only caught a few glimpses. Making sure Alice was with me. Then...I woke up. Bodies laid all around me. The forest across the street, had my car flipped upside down in flames. The forest behind it. It was gone, Zara. I ran for it. I ran for hours in the early morning. And was able to get the latest flight here. I came as fast as I could.” Kal explained his voice breaking, from time to time, looking around, trying not to let any emotion come through.
“Oh no...well. Right now Kal. I’ll take you to rest. You need it. And after, I’ll get you what you need in the meantime.” Zara stopped being so blunt and wraps her arm around his side escorting him, walking through a door. A large room presented itself. A bedroom, that sufficed as a informal apartment. The kitchen just behind the living room. Able to view in, having two side entrances besides the The living room and beds shared in the same room. Two doors in the back. Zara points out Kal to the couch, who took it. Zara grabs a blanket for Kal and tosses it at him.
“Kal. You lay down get some rest, there’s food if you’re hungry. I’ll get what you need. It may take some time so.” Zara said and prepped herself and walks out the door, leading into a different end of the hallway. Then her walking out. Doors extending as far as she walked.
Zara starts taking off her winter clothings, revealing her purple hair once more, letting it whip out, then unzipping her winter jacket, dressed in a black and white suit tosses it to the ground, the doors opens behind her hands grab her clothes. Dragging them into the doors. Zara then sees a door at the end of the hall.
Zara was then inside a large warehouse, with agents walking all about the place.
“Hello, Zara.” An agent says with Zara seemingly in a rush. Walks past. The other agent and the one who spoke to Zara call her a bitch under their breath and continue on.
Zara pays no mind, then walking into a inside lot of cars, at the other end of the warehouse, large shipping containers lining inside of the warehouse. Workers ing by the containers. Some lift, as a large hole is in the ceiling, had cranes operating them.
Zara walking up into a walkway, several doors quite aways apart. Zara enters the first, she was met with cars. All foreigns, all black. She enters a side room, with keys lining the walls. Zara looks through them.
Kal was inside the apartment. He was sitting on the couch, having the tv on. Smoking a cigarette, his hands on his head. The cigarette smoke rising above his head, then he rummages his long hair, standing up hitting his head, which made him smack the wall hard, in his more irritated demeanor. Then sits on the floor digging heavily.
“Damnit. Being here. I feel useless. Zara though. She’s always come through. But being here is not helping.” Kal scoffed while explaining to himself. Crossing one arm and taking a drag with the other.
Kal looked around the apartment, mainly looking for food. As having not eating all day.
He looks inside the fridge, and starts taking out ingredients. He looked around for something then picked out something from a random cabinet, then throwing it on. It was an apron, with dogs and cats on the apron.
“She doesn’t have any pets...does she?” Kal said inspecting the apron, then started shuffling through the knives, spices, and salts and peppers. Making him a kitchen.
“Picking up cooking is a good time, killing makes me want to make something.” Kal started cutting up vegetables, starting up the stove, placing a pan on top, pouring some oil inside, taking a couple slabs of steak. Shuffling through spices. Mixing various spices. Then taking the mixture seasoning the steak, on both sides on both. Kal looking at the pan starting to bubble lightly. Then looking inside the fridge.
“Hope she doesn’t mind...I’m hungry, and something simple won’t do.” Kal said staring into the fridge, then spotting what he was looking for, mushrooms. Then opening the packaging taking out multiple handfuls and started cutting then thinly. Then after cutting them. Hearing bubbling, he throws in the cut mushrooms, and some of the spice mixture inside the oil and vegetables.
Zara driving on the highway. The dash inside lighting up. Buttons with whitted out squares lined alongside a knob gear control. The stereo in the car blasts with static. Zara looks at the stereo with a very stern look, as she looks in her mirrors, then alongside the other lanes, as four black cars could be seen going of the other side of the highway simultaneously. Behind her two black cars could be seen pulling behind her. Zara punches the pedal, rolling her window down. A weapon now placed on her lap, as she pressed a button in the middle, as the car does a automatic 180, as turrets pop from just behind the headlights, the car going as fast in reverse.
Firing into the cars. Zara raises her pistol, firing off mirrors off the car. She switches lanes expertly, still using her gun as well as the turrets. Reloading her as the guns kept spraying. The cars pop out their own turrets, firing into her car. The bullets bouncing off, shooting off non vital parts of the car. Zara looking behind her, then pedal to the metal, floors it, then looking behind her, swerving through traffic. Cars going all over the place. The black cars catching up. Zara es an exit, as the four black cars re-emerge behind the chaos the three present cars were causing.
‘Z-Zara. Give us what we want.’ The static blaring made out.
‘W-we want him!’ The static blared again. Zara ignoring it. Then presses the button again, turning around. She sees a truck, getting in front of it, pressing another button, as something could be heard detaching from the car, as it falls, she presses the button again, as a large explosion, erupted from the shipping container, causing the truck to swerve into the side, crashing.
All the cars start coming to a stop, one car swerves past the wreckage. Zara curses under her breath. Looking behind her, then looks at the buttons on the console. Then pressing another one, as the car started speeding up, accelerating heavily, as the engine roars to keep itself going. Looking behind her quickly, seeing it. She swerves into an exit near missing several cars. Cutting on a car getting into the exit. Then coming to the light, maneuvering around the cars coming and stopping at the lights. Drifting into dirt, dragging in front and behind her, while getting back onto the road, then punching it again.
Lost Angels
Kal was pouring a dark concoction into a large container.
“Should I put pot in this? Edibles sound good. Oh damn. There’s a dispensary nearby. I totally could...wait. I think I have some. But first. Finish this steak and noodles.” He said as he brought out two plates places them on the counter, extends out his out, picking up the boiling pot of limp and mailable pasta, taking a strainer, draining out all the boiling water.
Zara zooms into an alley. Exits the car, rushing towards the door. Running for the room Kaliber was in.
“Ah. Perfecto.” Kal said as he had a perfectly placed vegetables on top of the noddles. Him iring his own creation. Almost as if it was perfection, taking a fork he catches a whiff of his creation, wanting to dig in. His taste buds writhing with excitement. His fork almost reaching the beautiful masterpiece. As the door bursts open.
“Kaliber! Where are you! We’re leaving!” Zara said and caught a whiff of the food. She sniffs then turning a corner, sees Kaliber, with the noddles swinging from the plate on his fork. Now within his mouth, as he slowly bites down and engulfs the bite of food.
“Want some?” Kal said pointing to the food. Zara yells at Kaliber.
“You made food! While I’m out getting you a car..! Oh damnit. Take the fucking plate. We have to leave now. Don’t worry your bags are in the car.” Zara said, with Kal nodding and then both started running out, with Kal still wearing the apron.
“Hey. I know it’s a bad time. But do you have dogs? Or cats?” Kal mentioning it.
“No. I just needed one...” Zara said with a little hesitation but nothing noticeable.
“Now take it off. It’ll find its way.” Zara said referring to the apron, and he did so. As the two ran outside. Kal hopping in the back and Zara the front Hopping in the car, they peel off. Kal started inspecting the car.
“Where are those bags? Alice put something special in there.” Kal said out loud.
“You’re gonna have to look under the seat. The two latches on each side of the seats. That should lift it up.” Zara stated. Looking out for anything suspicious. Kal does so in an awkward standing position and puts his hands under the seat feeling, then lifts the seat up, files through it and starts unzipping each bag.
Kal unzips one and finds a kit inside the loaded bags of guns and clothes. He takes the kit and opens it, as it was a bazooka build kit, with two rockets inside the kit. He starts piecing together the bazooka. When getting on the highway, Zara pulls into another lane. The static blares on the radio again. Zara going to switch it off, when behind her, getting bumped by a red car, which had several people arching out the windows, with one putting something to their mouth and speaking into it.
“Next time, take the backroads!” Kal shouted over the static. Zara slaps the stereo shut. Kal rolls down the window, and peers out quickly, then firing a rocket over his shoulder, towards the car, flying underneath the vehicle and hitting the rear driver side tire, causing the car to flip crashing into several other cars. Police lights fire up, from the otherside of the highway. Zara pushes a button, accelerating the car heavily. When black cars come from the other side entering the highway, and driving through a barricade separation, and going after Zara and Kal. Police now coming to the scene of the blown car, looking inside and finding one ID, and started radioing other officers.
‘We have a code 1–10 Be on the lookout. ION is getting their hands dirty again tend to any casualties of civilians. Our help ends there. 10-4’
The radio sent out. Police near the chase scene had now started parking on the shoulders of highways, ready for any casualties that might come, seeing several cars fly by. The police not moving an inch to stop it.
“Damn. They’re no help.” He said chuckling already, knowing the answer to his question. Then leaning out the window again, looking back and forth, seeing a black car coming from a distance. Kal takes aim, inhaling softly, then looking down the sights, picks his target and fires off another rocket. Flying in their direction, they moved to the side. Kal lances the rocket launcher into the back seat then pulling his pistol, firing off several rounds at the car, a bullet aimed for the windshield breaks off a mirror on the enger side. Then the windows rolled down, when several people popped out firing at the vehicle. Kal retreats back into the car, and started rummaging through the back, then digging into the trunk through a in the middle of the backseat, and him pulling out a bag much heavier then the others, he opens the bag, as a group of 6-7 rifles presented themselves. Kal picked up one and checked the ammo quickly, seeing it was loaded, he cocks it releasing a previously chambered and untouched round, he racks another bullet in, catching the one he released, then leans back out, as fire still hailed upon them.
“Zara, we gotta lose these guys soon, how long we gonna be on this highway!” Kal shouted into the car, taking out one assailant, who fell out of the window, and bounced along the highway.
“We’re gonna be on here for awhile. I’ll get you to Texas, and I have to get back. ION will be raiding my place looking for anything that involves you, Kal. So I have a lot to take care of when I get back!” Zara yelled and explained back to him. Kal firing then a click could be heard. Now Kal and the car, we’re busy exchanging bullets, Kal getting grazed by several bullets, whizzing through his hair and knocking him badly above his ear, which made him retreat in the car, holding his ear.
Zara sees this and presses a button, then the car spun around, carrying it momentum, then turrets popped up and started raining hell on the car, Kal who was visibly annoyed and angered by the grazing. He picks up two rifles, then started climbing on top of the car, then standing on the roof, provided more fire onto the car. Then walking and sliding down the windshield. The car was closer then before. Kal uses one rifle, then whips the empty rifle at the car, then jumping off the car, and landing grabbing one wiper, as he was in a crouched position, bullet fire stopped behind him.
Kal then proceeded to fire into the middle of the windshield, then kicking it in, causing the driver to swerve around a bit. The other agents began firing into the front of the car, kal lays on his back and kicks the windshield into the enger and driver, when Zara switches the knob gear, and rams the car Kal was on, with Kal flying back into Zara’s windshield, groaning at his pain, then refocuses, Kal started firing into the car, killing everyone inside this time. Then Zara switching the knobs and reverses it out of there, he lays on the hood of the car, sighing. Zara quickly stops the car. Kal slams his hand on the hood.
“Don’t be so rough next time. They’re after me you know.” Kal hops of the hood and gets in the back once more. The car drives off.
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