"God, old man when are you ever going to stop working?" Too tired the man with auburn hair, now overgrown with gray hair ignored the teen's sarcastic remark towards his tendencies to work himself to bone. The boy was at the doorway just as tired as he was.
"Mrs. Alford says that you should be going to sleep by now. She says that she know that this has been just a difficult to get through for you just like the rest of us. Plus, that it's not good for you." The teen turned his heel and walked off to who knows where.
A staggered cough from the man, interrupting the serene environment of their meeting room. Scattered on the old wood table were days old newspapers, handwritten documents and books left by those who constantly saw it.
With a sigh, and a skid of the chair he made his way to enterance shut off the dim light and closed the old creaking door.
Out in the store front of the well-kept building that lay near the cities center waited his dear lovely wife. All employees and customers had left the night. Although for the most part it was a neighborly corner store to the folks unaware, it served as base for The Peoples' Peace Federation.
They objective was get their hand on the elusive "book" said to contain well-wanted secrets. Of course, however, from what the auburn heard from snooping around, this book had world-ending power. Was there anybody in the world that made it their mission to stop this from happening? Not that he heard, but of course it was well known who was trying to get their hands on this cursed book.
"Dear, how are you feeling?" After giving it some thought he replied, " Like I'm walking on egg shells".
"Morris, it's alright to be nervous", she continued, "Our lives are on the line, but this has to be done, you know what could happen if something is not done about that book, this is for the greater good".
Morris had nothing to say, what was there to say? His wonderful wife, Helena, she who has been by his side through thick and thin, walked up the stairs to their apartment above of their humble store.
The lone light of the moon shone faintly on the bare street, the stars had become visible once again. He found it wise to follow Helena up the stairs.
It was bound for him to call it a night.
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The Peoples' Peace Federation
Fanfiction"In a string of attacks across international organizations, many officials fear they may be the next target. But, the main question everyone has in mind is who-" ---------- In which, our protagonist, [first name][last name] and the organization the...
