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| SIS Chapter 36; The Quiet Rebellion | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 28 2013, 04:59 PM (270 Views) | |
| Munfy | Dec 28 2013, 04:59 PM Post #1 |
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"So he's a bit of a huge twat" James speaks up after the make shift police force leaves. "Fuck those rent-a-cops, imma take his fucking foot" Nick speaks motioning for John to return to him, Jane the sighthound mix we found on the boat licks at John's face. "Well fuck em there gone now will deal with it later" Red lets out while lighting a smoke. "Borrow your light buddy" I reach out and Red passes me the lighter, I light a smoke and continue. "James go check on Molly the kids, and make sure no bodies snooping around out here don't like people getting in my business" James begins to protest but I shoot him a look and he sighs and walks off. "So did you guys do something?, why couldn't Marshall look around?" Morris starts questioning. "It's nothing just go home Morris" Nick stops his questioning. "Wait take this with you" Red says pushing a box towards Morris. "Is that a radio!" Morris exclaims "ya that's what it is do us a favour and drop it off to..what's his name again" "drop it off to Larry" I interrupt "here and give him this tell him to get in touch with us its a present for him helping build the radios but keep it quite wouldnt want someone to steal it from him" I say tossing Morris a bottle of scotch "Larry? The older guy with the glasses, lives on the east side?" Morris ask, "the one and only" Red smiles. Morris heads out leaving me, Red and Nick to get down to business. "So we gonna kill him or what?" Red remarks casually. "No no you kick my dog and you gotta suffer" Nick throws in his opinion. "Hold yer horses boys, we've gotta look at the big picture, this ass clown has Clint's backing, and for some reason everyone thinks Clint is some kind of saint, the way I see it is Clint has power because he's popular, but no what's even more popular then Mr nice guy?" I smile "Booze" a big smirk crosses Nick's face "And smokes" Red chuckles "That's what I'm saying, we just need to get in touch with Larry, get the word out about what's going on an wait for the right time to make our move, people will get sick of Mr perfect and the mall cops soon enough" I finish taking a drag of my smoke. Nick and Red nod in agreement. "Fuck it lets go do something fun" Nick jumps up. "I'm gonna stay here keep an eye on things, I got a couple projects on the go anyway" Red says tossing Sonera wood on the fire pit" "well suit yourself big fella" I say patting him on the back and walking off with Nick, John and Jane at our heels. "So what where you thinking Nick?" "Well you know that clearing the one near those weird fruit trees?" He answer. "Ya I suppose I remember that spot" "Well last time I was there I saw at least a half dozen rabbits hanging around" Nick takes a swig from a water bottle he was carrying. "John fast enough to catch rabbits now is he?" I laugh "Almost we've been practicing he's pretty good at sneaking up on em, but Jane there looks like she might catch a few on the run if not it'll be good practice and she might distract them enough to give John a shot" "Well better then sitting around waiting for those ass clowns to come back I suppose" I say taking a drink from my own water bottle. We continue walking along the slightly over grown path, sun shinning through the canopy creating a speckled pattern on everything, I take a deep breath the fresh forest air fills my lungs. "Don't get to much fresh air, might clean some of that tar outta your lungs" Nick jabs my side. "Thanks bud" I give him a jab back. "Hey you two!" A voice rings out followed by a young guy maybe 26 running out of the bush. "What's going on at the main camp my sister tried to go into town to trade some meat but she says before she could get there 2 guys chased her off firing arrows at her" he reaches us panting. "Well nice to meet you to my names Dave and this is Nick" I say extending my hand, he shakes my hand and apologizes for running at us out of the blue. "Well your trade troubles are done now buddy you bring your goods to us and we'll give ya a fair price" Nick explains while pointing in the direction of our camp. "As for the trigger happy guards, that's Clints rent-a-cop squad, some people were killed or something so they've got the main camp on lock down no one in or out with the exception of a select few" I mumble while trying to get my lighter to work. "Didn't get your name either sorry about that" I finally get my smoke lit and offer one to the stranger, "no thank you I don't smoke, and the names Andrew, I'm out here with my brother Scott and sister Mary, town was to dirty ya know" he smiles slightly nervous. "Fuck tell me about it that place is a god damn pit" Nick laughs. "We're heading out for a little bit of hunting care to join us we can go over some of this lockdown nonsense while we're at it?" I say tossing Andrew a water bottle. "Sure sounds good let me get my hunting gear" Andrew says obviously more relaxed around us. "Don't need that buddy it's what the dogs are for, where hunting rabbit" says Nick directing Andrews attention towards Jane and John. "Count me in this should be exciting!" A smile spreads across Andrews face. After two months on this island it doesn't take much to entertain. We were only a couple hundred feet from the clearing when we met Andrew so arrived at our destination in no time. Peaking through the tree line into the large meadow like clearing we spot at least a dozen rabbits grazing, we slowly walk out me holding Jane by the scruff of the neck, Nick doing the same to John. "You let Jane after the rabbits depending on how things go I'll let John go if we need to" "Sounds good buddy" I whisper slowly inching closer to the rabbits, I wasn't sure if Jane would have the prey drive for this but when she started pulling I figured it was as good a time as any to let her go. "Get um girl get um" Jane takes of her feet barley touching the ground. "Couple ounces of salt say the rabbit gets away" I hear Andrew say to Nick "Bet ya that and some pelts that the rabbit gets caught" Nick replies, I look back to see them shaking hands. She picks her target and is gaining on it in no time, the rabbit makes a series of tight turns trying to loose the dog, but the sighthounds to fast and any ground lost is soon regained plus more. "Fuck!" I hear Andrew curse, while Nick chuckles. The dog zips past another rabbit sending it running towards the tree line, Nick lets John go, and he jumps infront of the rabbit who's moving to fast to stop, it runs strait into Johns jaws. The first rabbit tries to take another tight turn but gets cut of by Jane who grabs it by the spine and with a shake ends it's life. "Looks like you owe Nick" I turn around laughing. To my surprise Jane brushes up against my side and drops the rabbit at my feet. Somebody must have trained her for this. "Well I suppose we should go get my prize eh" Nick says picking up his rabbit. "Fairs fair, camps onluv a little ways off from here." Andrew starts walking towards his camp. We follow suit. We sit around the fire at Andrews camp cooking our rabbits and discussing the situation. "So where'd you get the salt from anyway Andrew? It seems different the stuff at town" I ask poking at the fire, "oh I get it from Joe and his buddy, they camp out by the beach and get salt from sea water, it's not the most efficient process but it doesn't take much work on their part either just let the tray sit in the sun while they fish, and you can call me Andy if ya like all my friends do" he finishes passing a bag of salt and a few animal pelts to Nick, rabbit and maybe beaver from what I can tell. "Well thanks Andy" Nick gives him a nudge and tosses John a piece of rabbit. John snaps it up in the air, licking his lips he looks back to Nick for more. "So you and your family what do you guys do out here anyway?" I ask. "Well we usually go back to camp at least once every couple of days to trade and see what's going on, I usually do most of the hunting and trapping with Scotts help and Mary she keeps the camp in order collectes water and does most of the trading she's also great at sewing she keeps our clothes in tip top shape, what about you guys?" Andy finishes chewing on a piece of rabbit fat. "Well me an Nick we mostly specialize in trade, but like to keep busy doing plenty of other things, like hunting" I smile swinging around a rabbit leg while I speak. "We should probably get going Dave Ketchum the others know what's up" Nick interrupts. "Point taken, well Andy" I say shaking his hand, "you and your family come see us at our camp some time bring some friends to we've got things to discuss" I shout out walking away with Nick. "Hey wait, take this with you!" Andy runs up with fairly large skull, that looks to be from some type or ram, "I don't have any use for it so consider it a gift" "Thanks buddy I know someone who would like this" I say with a smile. After a couple hours walk were almost back to camp. "So you think they actually have anything on us?" I blow smoke rings into the still cool air. "Fuck no it's a bunch of retards playing pretend, Clint and Marshall are just going for a power grab now that Zachs gone" he spits on the ground before taking out his water bottle. "Point taken but fuck knows when Zach is gonna show up again and even if he does I don't think he'll be in charge" I stretch my arms. "Well isn't that why we're planning our little rebellion? I'm thinking if we support Zachs return to power he'll owe us more that a couple favours" "Your a smart fella Nick, Zachs would definitely be more then willing to return I kindness" I chuckle. "So a rebellion it is" Nick gives me a nudge and starts to laugh. Arriving at camp something looks different but I just can't put my finger on it, looking over to Nick I can see he's trying to figure out the same thing, we stand in silence for a minute before Red walks out of a what can be best described as a building much more sturdy then any hut at our camp or the main one, it's hidden quite well looks almost like an extension of Mollys shelter inside the goat pen. What on earth is Red up to. "Dave, Nick I've got something to show you I think you'll be quite happy" the towering man waves us over. "You built a house for a goat? I know you love Molly and the kids but it's alittle much isn't it." I stare in confusion "No no just come see" he urges us into the building. Upon entering Nick is dumbstruck, and I'm not much better, it has a sunken floor a pit dug down at least 2 feet, the room itself isn't large though and almost half of it is taken up by a giant stone monolith. It has two openings one with a makeshift door made from some repurposed scrap metal the other opening has no door it's more or less a hole, there's also a small foot pump salvaged from the connected to the bottom. Turning around I strike my shin against a large flat stone. "Fuck me Red I don't know what your doing but this rooms a death trap" I mumble rubbing my left shin. "Well it's not really made to have 3 people in here two at most" he laughs. "Could probably fit 3 fine if your giant ass wasn't in here" Nick slaps Red on the back. "So what the fuck is this? And how on earth did you get so much work done?" I turn to see Red smiling ear to ear obviously proud of himself. "Well the depression was pretty much already here I just got James to help me finish what nature started, he also helped with the building but then fucked off some where, we're out of fire wood by the way" he laughs "as for the the stones, that's the best anvil I could find and that right there that's the beginning of a forge" he points at the respective structures. "The beginning?" I blurt out "how much more do you have to do?" "Well there's still the matter of ventilation, and some touching up of the insides, then I want to coat this bitch in some of that refractory you've got in your hut, it's crude at best but it's head and shoulders above anything the main camp has" he gives me and Nick a wink. "Where in the sweet fuck did you learn how to build a forge?" Nick asks staring in wonder at the monolith. "It's best not to ask where he gets all these ideas from" I laugh lighting two smokes and passing on to Red. "How long have we been gone?, and how long to finish this thing?" I ask surprised at how much work had gotten done it what seemed such a short amount of time. "You two have been gone for most of the day you, must have been having a good time if you don't notice 8 hours passing by" Red shakes his head pretending to be disappointed. "Well sorry mom" I say sarcastically " I was out getting you something" I toss the ram skull on the anvil along with some cooked rabbit. "Well then I can use that" he sits down by the anvil with some rope while we continue talking. "If we work strait through the night" he pauses weaving the rope through the eye sockets and base of the skull. "Me and you should have three structure itself built by morning, then we just need to wait till about noon for the refractory to dry." He finishes tightening the rope around the skull and knot. "Well then it looks like we've got the whole night planed out then eh?" I say with a smile excited at just the thought of the finished product. "I've got some stuff to do tonight, is that cool? I'll be leaving John to " Nick asks "Ya that's fine two sets of hands is all we need, and John can be the look out" Red answers. "Well Nick, see you in the morning, I've a feeling we should make another goody run tomorrow" we both smile both of us obviously sharing the same plan. "See ya bitches, and John stay put" Nick yells walking out of the building. Some time after midnight We've made better time then we thought, I'm coating the inside of the forge while Red coats the outer surface. "Any word from Larry on what's going on back in camp?" I ask Red. "Ya I was talking to him earlier he said he would be back on some time after midnight, more privacy that way, and he says thanks for the scotch." *static*....hey red you there it's Larry...*static* Red picks up the microphone "yup I'm here so is Dave, things ok on your end?" *static*... ya I'm fine same can't be said for everyone else, this place is on lock down, we've got a group of around 8 or so lead by Marshall that are causing quite a *static*.... trouble here they walk around like they own the place. "How many in total just the 8" Red speaks into the radio while applying refractory to the forge. *static*.... more then that they've got patrols *static*.... a mile radius around camp working in pairs at least 6 or so groups out at a time working in shifts *static*.... all in all I'd have to guess he's got around 40 men under his command *static*.... of them aren't so bad others will walk up and take food right out of your fire *static*.... it's for the safety of the camp the guards need to be fed don't have time for cooking, then they laugh, even the ones that aren't so bad won't stop them though *static*... "You hear anything about our camp Larry?" *static*... not much, Marshall doesn't like you that's for sure, but everything's fairly hush hush *static*.... other things to worry about first he's sending men to look for some fringe camp it's suppose to be one of the bigger ones *static*.... has it they go by the "underground" he thinks they're important enough to send half his men to question *static*... also tracking down Drake *static*.. Zach, least trying to. *static*..... "You been spreading the word, trying to get us some support?" *static*... haven't mentioned anything else, gotta figure out who I can trust first *static*... not making many friends rumour has it he attacked a girl with a pack of Coyotes. *static*...and Clint seem to be getting along well enough, but there's rumours that it's an act, *static*... ems Marshall thinks he should be I charge but needs more control before he makes *static*.. move. *static*... "Ok Larry keep in touch I won't contact you don't need you getting caught, but let us know what's going on there's always some one here to answer" |
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| Fishfreak | Dec 28 2013, 09:05 PM Post #21 |
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I like it a lot, so this takes place same day as the previous chapter or the following day? |
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| VenomousDragon | Dec 28 2013, 09:19 PM Post #22 |
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The Perpetrator of Canadian Carnage
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Starts right after Marshall leaves |
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