Mike has been up all night thinking about Shingle driving off with gangsters. It's a bit weird how he did it RIGHT after killing the highest ranking kingpins in the world. Maybe he was forced? Or maybe he's rolling with gangs now. Just the moment Mike was drifting off, Shingle gets home. Mike gets up out of bed and walks downstairs.
Mike: Sooo, uh. You wanna explain why you were driving off with gangsters?
Shingle: Oh uh... they... enslaved me because I finished Majatty...
Mike: Oh, damn. That sucks doesn't it?
Shingle heads upstairs to go to sleep. A lot is racing through his mind. The gang threatening him, forcing him to cook meth and now he's rolling with the ACB and he can't do anything about it.
Mike: So, about the bust. What happened out there?
Shingle: I don't know. I kinda... enjoyed it.
Mike: I think we all did apart from me getting shot.
Shingle: No, I mean, I enjoyed shooting those fuckers.
Mike: Uh, yeah. You did most of the work. You should really consider a job at the RCDEA you know.
Shingle: I'll pass. I'm not really into the law and shit.
Shingle goes into his room, as does Mike.
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Terrorist 1: You move, you're dead!
Shingle lifts his head. He's back on the plane, except this time he can see a city ahead of it.
Hank: Fuck man I didn't think this was gonna happen! I just wanna make it to New York!
Shingle: We're in New York huh, and I suppose you can't hear me again?
Hank, like in the other vision, doesn't respond.
Shingle: Yeah, thought so.
Just that moment, somebody stands up and tries to stop the terrorists. He is holding a knife.
Civilian: YOU ISIS TERRORIST PIECES OF SH-
He gets stabbed in the throat by one of the terrorists.
Terrorist 2: Should've listened to us you American scumbag!
The terrorist pulls out the knife and the man falls to the ground.
Hank: Holy fucking shit!
The first terrorist walks into the cockpit with a boxcutter and slits the pilots throat, just like in the last vision. Except this time Shingle gets to see him sit down.
Terrorist 2: Next stop, World Trade Center!
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Just as things were getting interesting, Shingle wakes up. This time it's an hour after his alarm at 9AM.
Mike: Heavy sleeper eh?
Shingle: Mike what are you doing in here?
Mike: Came to check on you. You've been asleep unusually long.
Shingle: Yeah, just had a weird vis- uhh, dream.
Mike: Alright, well mums got you Los Pollos so head downstairs.
Shingle: Alright.
Mike leaves his room. Shingle sits on his bed for a solid minute thinking about the wild vision he just had. He knows it isn't a dream. This exact thing happened back at the auto shop. He woke up on a plane being overtaken by terrorists flying to New York. He saw someone who probably isn't even born yet die on that plane. He knows it's in the future. Hank looks at least 10 years older. At least he knows now that Hank sticks by his side. Shingle goes downstairs to get his Los Pollos Hermanos.
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Crimson Duty
AcciónA really big story created as a spinoff to The Gang. This story is meant to represent the criminal life Shingle lives in an alternate universe. This story is NOT meant to be a series. Please do not wait for a second story. Alternate Republic of Cong...
