《The Tattoo》Prologue ???? (Revised)
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Prologue
In the cold windy night, where everyone goes to bed with lights turned off. There is a place that is filled with glitters of lights from the sky piercing the night, enveloping the one thing in sight of the light, a Mansion. Why is this particular building being surrounded by lights and fire that looks like a carnival is happening here? Let’s go back to before this happened
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30 minutes earlier
In front of the gate that leads to the Mansion, are two pitch black van with 5 men inside each. Inside the first van, 4 men are covered in balaclavas with each doing their own thing, the first two seated near the back door of the van are busy checking and cocking their respective p-60 SMG. With the other two men seated just behind the driver’s and passenger’s seat busily inspecting the UMP-45 SMG. While the final and fifth man is nervously sitting in the driver’s chair tapping the wheel
??? – “Are you sure you want to go through this? You know I love you bro but I can’t help you when I still got a life”
??? – “Don’t worry, I already figured you weren’t going to join us. I only ask you one thing cuz”
Everyone stopped and looked at the man behind the driver’s chair to hear what he says next because he is the leader of them
??? – “Cherish your babygirl and families for us ok cuz?”
The man seated in the driver’s chair hearing this, cried uncontrollably because he knows his four best friends behind him lost everything including their girlfriends, fathers, mothers, siblings and everyone that they ever loved with him being the only exception because of that incident
??? – “*hick* I will brot*hick*her, I wish I could *hick* join you bu-but…”
The man couldn’t help but cry out at himself for being scared and not joining his brothers to hell until he got cut off
“We understand you dumb bastard”
“Yeah, no need to go crying us a river”
The four men in the back consoled him and laughed. Lifting the heavy tension in the air until the leader solemnly declared ‘It’s time’
As if pre-determined, all 4 men walked outside with the other van pouring out 4 men at the same time. The two groups met in front of the gate and joined into one group while the two vans slowly fading away as they never existed there in the first place.
The 8 man group watched and seeing that the van are gone stopped and turned around to look at the man that was the leader before
Leader – “SMG call”
All 7 men simultaneously declared – “Check”
“12 grenades”
The men started to rustle; when the rustling stopped they all gave a ‘Check’
After giving a roll call on the various weapons and stuff needed for the operation and receiving the answer he needed
“Alright men, let’s move” giving a hand gesture with the index and middle finger closed together shifting forward a little towards the gate
At this, all 8 men walked towards the gate. As they walk forward slowly the lights stationed at the gate reveal the men who were hiding in the darkness.
All the men are wearing the exact same clothing and similar height. What the men are wearing is a black robe hung over, covering the bulletproof vest with various guns and bombs placed all over their body. The robe hood covering the top half of the face, under the hood they’re wearing balaclavas. With this ‘Grim Reaper’ appearance, coupled with their piercing gazes, they exude a feeling of Death himself multiplied by 8
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As they stop before the gate, one man breaks off and pulls out a two small device with a large button on top, magnet plate at the bottom, with steel ropes sprouting out from the left and right side of the device. He then aims the bottom part of the devices at the gate and the device automatically linked itself to the gate flying from his hand and covers two steel bars. He then proceeds to wrap and connect the left and right ropes around their respective steel bars that they locked themselves on and click the button. What happened is the ropes that was wrapped around the bars started to tighten, resulting in a small gap big enough for the men to go through
??? - “Seriously, we could have gotten an armoured Humvee or something and ram the gate down instead of wasting a minute opening a small gap that I could barely fit through”
As one man was complaining as they walked towards the Mansion following the road until the leader pointed out why they didn’t listen to him
Leader – “Shush. The plan was to get close as possible without alerting the army barracks 10 minutes away. If we did it your way, it’ll be impossible to find that bastard within that time”
“I know but we could have..”
“And no, we already talked about this. The reason we didn’t use rockets is because he as air defense…”
*Guards!!*
The men dived into the ground next to the road when they heard the signal by one of the men; sure enough they all saw a guard car approaching the gate, once they stopped 2 guards exit the car and survey the mess left by the men
Guard 1 – “Damn it man, I fucken hate the kids who kept setting off the alarms down at the gate”
Guard 2 – “Stop your bitching already”
The reason for the guards frustration is because the men kept setting alarms off for 4 months, all being part of the plan to sneak into the place because it’s impossible to enter here without setting off the hidden alarms. So after 4 months, it wasn’t strange that the place didn’t go into lockdown when an alarm went off because someone was breaking the gate
Guard 1 – “I know but…”
Before the guard could finish, the 2 guards got slashed across their neck with their mouth covered. Then the guards got dragged off the road and just left them to fester on the open grass not trying to hide the bodies
Leader – “Step 1 complete, car now”
After 5 minutes of squeezing in the car (there are 8 of them)
The leader drove the car towards the Mansion
Another 5 minutes later
The car arrives in the underground parking; they met no resistance so far due to the car and night time
The men poured out of the car and silently made their way to the elevator avoiding all the cameras without making a single sound
“You got the jammer?” the leader enquired to one of the men when they stopped before the elevator door
“Yes”
“Good, turn it on”
The man who possessed the jammer pulled it out, what appeared was a cheap looking phone until he clicked the ‘1’ button on the phone which immediately emitted a faint buzzing sound. When the buzzing sound appeared the elevator turned into life and made ‘Ding’ sound
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The reason for the jammer is not only to jam the cameras in a 20 metres radius but also to turn on the VIP elevator that cannot be opened by normal means, with the exception of a finger print scanner and the man’s specialised jammer made entirely for the elevator
When the elevator door opened, the men were shocked to find their target in front of them. The leader was the first to break out of his stupor and punched him before the man could yell which knocked him out. The man lying on the floor is wearing a silky purple robe, white hair and looked to be about 70 years old with a gentle appearance that made him look like the gentlest grandpa you could ever see. But the men knew him better, because that old man was the reason for the men’s tragedies and death in their lives
One of the men couldn’t help but be happy and angry at the same time. All this time they have been planning for 2 years and it all went into waste because the old man appeared before them when they thought they would have to ‘Rambo’ their way into the Mansion
“Let’s enter the elevator so we can have some privacy with the fucker”
The men didn’t even refuse the leader’s suggestion because they realised his underlying words and entered inside the elevator
“Hehehe my god, he is finally in front of me. The fucker is FINALLY IN FRONT OF ME!!”
“YEAH HAHAHA”
“HAHAHA….”
*I see you have been enjoying yourself boys*
A old voice resounded throughout the elevator
The men went silent when they realised someone was speaking to them through the loud speaker stationed inside the elevator
“…….”
“Impossible…..yo…you” one of the men couldn’t help but shake in anger because he realised this isn’t the real old man that they were hunting for
*Correct, it was amusing to say the least when you were being ecstatic about my double. You really thought I wasn’t prepared for you youngsters? Please don’t make me laugh, you lot didn’t even notice how strange it was for you to easily enter here without any bloodshed except the two guards that went to the gate. That’s what you get for being only teenage brats who never experienced reality*
That’s right, each man in the group are teenagers between the ages of 17-19 years old
The old man’s speech furthered angered the teenagers until
*Goodbye kiddies, have fun in hell HAH…..*
Before the teenagers could realise what he meant, the elevator suddenly dropped down making everyone slam against the roof part of the elevator until it stopped when suddenly an explosion occurred which knocked everyone out
When the leader groggily got up he noticed all his brothers ripped apart with body parts splattered all over him. Stunned at their death the leader roared and cursed the old fucker. He looked around with bloodshot eyes and saw a broken part of the elevator connected with a tunnel that opened up right next to him. Seeing that it led up to the ground he ran through not caring about how this happened
After reaching outside, the leader noticed large explosions and chaos happening around him. Ground-to-air missiles shooting out to the air before exploding, guards shooting everywhere fighting an invisible enemy, even the army wasn’t spared the chaos with military vehicles exploding and spraying the sky with bullets until he noticed 1000 metres away, a small figure far away making for a helicopter surrounded by guards
That small figure was unmistakable the old man named ‘Grant’ that he and his brothers were looking for. Realising he was going to escape unless he does something the leader looked around and saw a lock-on RPG, he made a dash for the RPG and aimed it at the helicopter as it slowly lift of the ground, locking it in and prayed to god that the rocket reach the helicopter as he pulls the trigger.
As the rocket blast off from the RPG and whizz its way towards the helicopter that is finally in the air, slowly it closes the distance between the rocket and the helicopter. When it reached 5 metres before the helicopter, it suddenly explodes before reaching the helicopter making the teenage leader curse until the helicopter started to rock from the propeller’s damage made by the rocket exploding nearby
The leader seeing this display couldn’t help contain his excitement and happily cried as he saw the helicopter crash land on ground. After crying for a minute he noticed the helicopter didn’t explode like how they normally do when they crash into the ground from what he knows (his knowledge is basically from movies)
Dreading that the old man may have lived through the ordeal, he steeled his resolve and made his way to the crash site. Not before killing any soldier, guard or butlers that were in his way
After arriving near the site, he saw an old man with no left arm or any legs crawling out of the helicopter towards him
“He-help m-me yo-you fool”
Seeing this display the leader took his mask off, proceeded to unzip his pants and piss on the old man while declaring
“How you like my piss old fucker”
Old man hearing this couldn’t help but be angered at this man’s action; he was the CEO of an oil company for fucks sake. Nobody should fucken piss on him, even the president of USA dared not anger me
“Do-do you know wh-who I am punk?”
“Do you know who I AM fucker? I’m Jay, the fucker who is pissing on you”
Before the old man could talk back, he exploded from impact
Jay, seeing this couldn’t help but be bewildered. WTF just happened?
As Jay gets shocked by everything that transpired, he just stands there with his dick out still pissing which……..unfortunately it means he just pissed on the unknown person who crashed near him and splattered ‘Grant’ body in the process
As the unknown person looks at the bewildered man with his dick out pissing, the person suddenly register that this man is pissing on the person itself.
(???) “YOU FUCKEN ASSHOLE!!” screams the person in a high-pitched voice
“HOW DARE YOU PISS ON ME!! I’LL HAVE YOU TASTE MY MAGIC, PUNK!!”
A woman? And magic? What are we? In the fantasy era? Wake up lady we are in a fucken warzone! Before he can voice his inner thought, Jay suddenly see everything turn into a blur watching everything whizz by. Wait? Am I flying? Oh look, a tree is getting closer…..WAIT WAIT YOU TELLING ME IM GONNA CRASH INTO THIS TREE!!?? I guess this is fine, now I can join my brothers in heaven or hell if that even exist
People say before death, your life flash before your eyes. I’ll slap that bitch because I didn’t experience that flashback bullshit and I woke up to something I’ll rather forget
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