A is for Ares

6 - Reprocussions

Dylan was striding through a hospital corridor when Garrett approached him.

"Why are you... You probably shouldn't be on your feet..." Garrett said honestly.

The knife flashed out of nowhere and the Hanyn slammed Garrett against a wall. Kooi barely managed to hold back the lethal weapon in his friend's hand. Dylan kicked Kooi in the crotch, sending him down. As Dyl lunged at Garrett for a killing stroke, Kooi caught the weapon and forced it back into Hanyn's leg.

After a shriek, Hanyn coughed out some confusing words. "Don't trust anyone, Kooi... Nobody... Not even your friend Montana... A is for Ares..." But he then pulled out a pill of Hydrogen Cyanide and bit into it. The screams were horrifying as the inside of Dylan's mouth melted away. The squirming adolescent finally stopped his roars and stopped moving.

Dane entered the corridor at that moment. So did another man. The latter with a firearm coming out of a holster. Suddenly, Kooi yanked Dane's gun out and flicked it around in a circle before letting it discharge. The QuickDraw was incredible. The assassin dropped instantly.

• • •

"Forty-four mil a month... Bought out nine firms today. And Target. And Toys r us. And statefarm... And Toyota. General Motors. American Airlines... Terrific" was Kooi's exact words when he bathed in his ecstasy. That was the fateful afternoon Beck walked in.

Tana was on his way to Zoey Darmanin's villa when he saw his nightmare. He could see through the high window a mirror. Three figures mushed together. One was in a bra and panties, the other two in boxer briefs. He could clearly see Zoey Darmanin crushing her back against Mike and the wall, but Tana couldn't make out the figure on his knees in front of her.

Mike and Zoey looked at the window, facing Tana. Then Darmanin screamed. Mike looked horrified. The unknown figure stood and looked out the porthole straight into the eyes of his best friend.

"SHIT" Garrett cried.

Tana fled down the road into the night when another unknown figure appeared with a plank of wood and struck him in the face.

Business and Media Tycoon Stephanie Xylophilus has been found dead after a horrifying car accident in Albania this morning. The federal bureau of investigation has determined the cause of the crash in the Albanian jungle as driver or fauna error, but signs of foul play have been uncovered and are under investigation, currently open to conjecture. This is only four days after Xylophilus and her business partner Christopher Beck were accused and found guilty of illegitimate buyouts. Beck is currently missing in action, and the remains of two authors of the buyouts were also discovered in the past week. The San Monique killer is the immediate suspect.

Tana awoke tied to a post when the masked figure circled him.

"Do you know who I am?" Asked the masked man.

"The San Monique serial killer?" Declared Tana unsure.

"Go and find Rachel Welker" said the killer, who slashed through the binds. Tana fled.

It didn't make any sense. The kidnapping. Was it just to ask if Tana knew who the killer was? How did he know about Welker? Was it-

• • •

"Fuck! Fuck! Shit! Shit shit shit shit shit! Aww shit! Fuck! Fuck!" Chanted the loud doctor.

The other doctors turned off the radio which spoke about the death of the xylophone and gathered around. The operator fucked up. Big time. Whilst aiming to cut a Pherimphial cluster free from Tana's displaced spinal cord, the doctor's scalpel had become lodged in the cluster of nerves.

To remove it, Tana had a high chance of being paralysed or worse. The head doctor with the steady hands pulled the knife free - taking nine strings of pherimphial with it. Every thought in Tana's twisted unconscious delusions went silent. The doctor let out one final vulgar syllable of profane frustration.

"Fuck..."