"You're fired Aiden!"
"Fired for what, Sir?!"
"Oh so now you're all innocent and all huh? Get out of here now!"
Aiden, hesitating at first searching for reasons of outwitting his boss, turned his back on his superior and disappointingly rushed outside of the office grabbing his coat on the way with everyone looking at him in astonishment. Aiden ,at first, had no idea of what he had done worthy of a kick-out. He was appointed ,in this shipping company, as a documents manager getting a not generous but pretty ample amount of money. He got this job as his last resort after his father was killed. His life was like a torn up piece of paper.
Aiden intended to reduce his stress and tension by sipping down a cup of coffee which he bought at the cafeteria on the first floor. He brainstormed about the reason he was kicked out for. While he also showed off his anger at the boss by silently crushing the decalled plastic cup of coffee while the coffee violently dripped down his fingers.
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4 years later...
Hmm.....father died in the hands of the Frenko militia, huh? Hates superiors...yes...tell me more over time......yes.....his father's been a pain in the ass, eh?...yeah....okay............Thanks for the help......what again? HIS father was the leader of the extermination of MY MILITIA IN 10 YEARS AGO?!.....
*********************************
Aiden, hands pocketed, sight focused an argument between two strangers one of which seemed to be more superior position than the other. The superior guy seemed to dismiss the powerless one from an appointment. And as usual the dismissed guy turned around....fingers curved into a tight fist filled with anger. Aiden smirked carelessly at the superior.
This is what always happens...huh? Power overcomes humanity?......What a joke....
Aven thought to himself, reminding himself of the incident 4 years ago after which he never graced a job concerning power, as he now was working on his own business, making hot-dogs and selling them. Since he sold them at the front of the university he earned plenty to go around. The students bought them as soon as they finished class. He lived in Eupher Road in a one-bedroom apartment, the rent was half his income. he rode his small cart to the side of the park in front of the university.
Aiden, lost deep in his thoughts, and sipping down the cup of milked espresso coffee, suddenly heard something which got his attention. He heard someone around the corner with a strange dialect of English, giving out little leaflets concerning a package delivery and the pay was quite high. But no one in the streets was very concerned with the advertisement because they know that this job was a quite risky one...as seen in movies that they don't let the volunteer open the bag and see what's inside it. But this wasn't the only news he delivered about the job which repelled the people like a boulder in a fast flowing river. The guy who was advertising said that the package needs to be delivered to Germany in a place called Frankfurt am Main. The 'specialty' about that place was that it was one of the most dangerous places in Germany and it was where his father was killed! His father worked with the police to exterminate the German militia which were the most dangerous group in the country. To be exact, the biggest militia in Germany was the Frankfurt Achtung, which meant 'Frankfurt Danger'.
Aiden's father was killed when he was secretly running investigations on their base before the military decided to storm their base. However the military attacked them, many survived and many died but they recruited more and kept their record of 30 years of notoriety. Aiden had never been so angry for anything than that.
Aiden walked toward the guy and said "What did you say again?"
"Oh ve have ta go to Frankfurt to deriber eth."(You have to go to Frankfurt to deliver it)replied the strange spoken man.
"Give me that leaflet please" Aiden asked and the man silently handed over him the paper.
"Who is organizing this job? I mean, is there any authorized company?" Aiden asked in slight curiosity.
"Well.....we are...uh...yes authoriyed cumpany, our name is Fair Deal!"("Yes authorized company!") The man replied.
"Thanks" Aiden replied and quickly headed back to his apartment block.
Aiden got into his room closed the door lit his room and jumped to the bed and thought.
What am I doing? No no! I can't be that reckless! That man didn't even seem sure of the event!
Oh...dad! NO!.......I have to stick to my regular life making people happy!...NO! But dad!..........................................................I WILL AVENGE YOU!!!!
Aiden lost control over himself while his anger took away his sense of consciousness.
Then he called the number printed on the leaflet.
"Hello! I- Is this Fair Deal? I got the job you are offering....................................................................................AND I'M TAKIN' IT!!!!!!!!!!
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Two weeks later..... French airport.....
Aiden was standing at the entry aisle at the airport still investigating the security, now a little scared too, but all his emotions got robbed of meaning by his feeling of vengeance.
"Hey I am here I got the package, now what?" Aiden spoke softly on the phone. He got the package from the taxi which was waiting for him in front of his apartment block before he woke up. The taxi driver didn't utter a single word in front of him...Aden noticed that the driver was extremely scared of something and that he was sweating in his the car. The package was medium sized, around 2 foot long, 1 foot high and about a half foot thick. Wrapped up in brown paper bound with red strings which made the soft product inside puff up from the areas relieved of the tight binding.
"Go to the terminal three, you will see a white, wooden door. Open it and walk inside with the small badge patched to your front shirt pocket. You were told to wear a blue shirt weren't you?" The person on the other end instructed Aiden. The voice on the other end was quite rough, it seemed like the man had underslept as a habit for a long time. Aiden could hear some background noises too. It was the sound of teen girls sobbing in a very low pitch of voice. Aiden was curious but again and again he strained to control himself.
"Yes I have worn it. What is the badge for?" Aiden replied
"Keep walking!"The man shouted.
" I know there is security check there. Just show your badge to the security you will get through. And that is your last step. Then after you reach Frankfurt, you will get more....." the man ended the call and turned off his phone before Aiden tried to call him.
Shit!!! What will I do! I have many questions! MY cellphone number will not work after I go to Germany!!! Okay! I have to keep calm and do the job!
Aiden came closer to the security check. His heart beat faster...and finally he was inches away from them.
Aiden lifted up his badge and pointed it forwards towards the security...feeling quite confident.
The guards didn't check him but his package was taken from him and fed to the X-ray machine and metal detector.
At once the guard at the X-ray machine shouted out! "HEY PASSENGER 30 IS RED!!!!!!! HEY!!!!!"
At that instant all the guards shut everything down and two of them sprinted towards Aiden and knocked him down.
"WHAT DID I DO?! HEY THIS MUST BE A MISTAKE!!! HEY!!!! LISTEN!!! HEY!!!!!"
Aiden cried out but none of the guards listened they just pointed their gun towards him and a few of them talked on their small radio.
The helpless Aiden was dragged to a special white room where he was cuffed to a desk. Aiden was still shouting at the policemen and the investigator there.
While and suddenly three gunshots killed the three police personnel.
"Well well well........what do we have here? Heh heh heh heh heh!" A voice hidden in the dark behind the room said slowly.
"HEY WH-O WHO ARE YOU?!!" Aiden shouted terrified by the sudden gunshots and the blood split violently over the room.
"Looks like I've seen you before! Hahahaha" The old guy laughed recklessly.
Slowly the stranger's body came closer and more recognizable when.....Aiden's eyes grew bigger.
"Yo--u You killed my----........Fran---ko....?" Aiden froze in astonishment and extreme dread.
"Haahahaha, looks like you know me!"
And then suddenly a fourth bullet shot its way to the helpless Aiden's chest. Blood spat violently over the room.
"F--aa--the---r......d---ad..." Aiden's voice dimmed off.
"Fired for what, Sir?!"
"Oh so now you're all innocent and all huh? Get out of here now!"
Aiden, hesitating at first searching for reasons of outwitting his boss, turned his back on his superior and disappointingly rushed outside of the office grabbing his coat on the way with everyone looking at him in astonishment. Aiden ,at first, had no idea of what he had done worthy of a kick-out. He was appointed ,in this shipping company, as a documents manager getting a not generous but pretty ample amount of money. He got this job as his last resort after his father was killed. His life was like a torn up piece of paper.
Aiden intended to reduce his stress and tension by sipping down a cup of coffee which he bought at the cafeteria on the first floor. He brainstormed about the reason he was kicked out for. While he also showed off his anger at the boss by silently crushing the decalled plastic cup of coffee while the coffee violently dripped down his fingers.
____________________________________________________________
4 years later...
Hmm.....father died in the hands of the Frenko militia, huh? Hates superiors...yes...tell me more over time......yes.....his father's been a pain in the ass, eh?...yeah....okay............Thanks for the help......what again? HIS father was the leader of the extermination of MY MILITIA IN 10 YEARS AGO?!.....
*********************************
Aiden, hands pocketed, sight focused an argument between two strangers one of which seemed to be more superior position than the other. The superior guy seemed to dismiss the powerless one from an appointment. And as usual the dismissed guy turned around....fingers curved into a tight fist filled with anger. Aiden smirked carelessly at the superior.
This is what always happens...huh? Power overcomes humanity?......What a joke....
Aven thought to himself, reminding himself of the incident 4 years ago after which he never graced a job concerning power, as he now was working on his own business, making hot-dogs and selling them. Since he sold them at the front of the university he earned plenty to go around. The students bought them as soon as they finished class. He lived in Eupher Road in a one-bedroom apartment, the rent was half his income. he rode his small cart to the side of the park in front of the university.
Aiden, lost deep in his thoughts, and sipping down the cup of milked espresso coffee, suddenly heard something which got his attention. He heard someone around the corner with a strange dialect of English, giving out little leaflets concerning a package delivery and the pay was quite high. But no one in the streets was very concerned with the advertisement because they know that this job was a quite risky one...as seen in movies that they don't let the volunteer open the bag and see what's inside it. But this wasn't the only news he delivered about the job which repelled the people like a boulder in a fast flowing river. The guy who was advertising said that the package needs to be delivered to Germany in a place called Frankfurt am Main. The 'specialty' about that place was that it was one of the most dangerous places in Germany and it was where his father was killed! His father worked with the police to exterminate the German militia which were the most dangerous group in the country. To be exact, the biggest militia in Germany was the Frankfurt Achtung, which meant 'Frankfurt Danger'.
Aiden's father was killed when he was secretly running investigations on their base before the military decided to storm their base. However the military attacked them, many survived and many died but they recruited more and kept their record of 30 years of notoriety. Aiden had never been so angry for anything than that.
Aiden walked toward the guy and said "What did you say again?"
"Oh ve have ta go to Frankfurt to deriber eth."(You have to go to Frankfurt to deliver it)replied the strange spoken man.
"Give me that leaflet please" Aiden asked and the man silently handed over him the paper.
"Who is organizing this job? I mean, is there any authorized company?" Aiden asked in slight curiosity.
"Well.....we are...uh...yes authoriyed cumpany, our name is Fair Deal!"("Yes authorized company!") The man replied.
"Thanks" Aiden replied and quickly headed back to his apartment block.
Aiden got into his room closed the door lit his room and jumped to the bed and thought.
What am I doing? No no! I can't be that reckless! That man didn't even seem sure of the event!
Oh...dad! NO!.......I have to stick to my regular life making people happy!...NO! But dad!..........................................................I WILL AVENGE YOU!!!!
Aiden lost control over himself while his anger took away his sense of consciousness.
Then he called the number printed on the leaflet.
"Hello! I- Is this Fair Deal? I got the job you are offering....................................................................................AND I'M TAKIN' IT!!!!!!!!!!
______________________________________________________________
Two weeks later..... French airport.....
Aiden was standing at the entry aisle at the airport still investigating the security, now a little scared too, but all his emotions got robbed of meaning by his feeling of vengeance.
"Hey I am here I got the package, now what?" Aiden spoke softly on the phone. He got the package from the taxi which was waiting for him in front of his apartment block before he woke up. The taxi driver didn't utter a single word in front of him...Aden noticed that the driver was extremely scared of something and that he was sweating in his the car. The package was medium sized, around 2 foot long, 1 foot high and about a half foot thick. Wrapped up in brown paper bound with red strings which made the soft product inside puff up from the areas relieved of the tight binding.
"Go to the terminal three, you will see a white, wooden door. Open it and walk inside with the small badge patched to your front shirt pocket. You were told to wear a blue shirt weren't you?" The person on the other end instructed Aiden. The voice on the other end was quite rough, it seemed like the man had underslept as a habit for a long time. Aiden could hear some background noises too. It was the sound of teen girls sobbing in a very low pitch of voice. Aiden was curious but again and again he strained to control himself.
"Yes I have worn it. What is the badge for?" Aiden replied
"Keep walking!"The man shouted.
" I know there is security check there. Just show your badge to the security you will get through. And that is your last step. Then after you reach Frankfurt, you will get more....." the man ended the call and turned off his phone before Aiden tried to call him.
Shit!!! What will I do! I have many questions! MY cellphone number will not work after I go to Germany!!! Okay! I have to keep calm and do the job!
Aiden came closer to the security check. His heart beat faster...and finally he was inches away from them.
Aiden lifted up his badge and pointed it forwards towards the security...feeling quite confident.
The guards didn't check him but his package was taken from him and fed to the X-ray machine and metal detector.
At once the guard at the X-ray machine shouted out! "HEY PASSENGER 30 IS RED!!!!!!! HEY!!!!!"
At that instant all the guards shut everything down and two of them sprinted towards Aiden and knocked him down.
"WHAT DID I DO?! HEY THIS MUST BE A MISTAKE!!! HEY!!!! LISTEN!!! HEY!!!!!"
Aiden cried out but none of the guards listened they just pointed their gun towards him and a few of them talked on their small radio.
The helpless Aiden was dragged to a special white room where he was cuffed to a desk. Aiden was still shouting at the policemen and the investigator there.
While and suddenly three gunshots killed the three police personnel.
"Well well well........what do we have here? Heh heh heh heh heh!" A voice hidden in the dark behind the room said slowly.
"HEY WH-O WHO ARE YOU?!!" Aiden shouted terrified by the sudden gunshots and the blood split violently over the room.
"Looks like I've seen you before! Hahahaha" The old guy laughed recklessly.
Slowly the stranger's body came closer and more recognizable when.....Aiden's eyes grew bigger.
"Yo--u You killed my----........Fran---ko....?" Aiden froze in astonishment and extreme dread.
"Haahahaha, looks like you know me!"
And then suddenly a fourth bullet shot its way to the helpless Aiden's chest. Blood spat violently over the room.
"F--aa--the---r......d---ad..." Aiden's voice dimmed off.
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