STORY - BAD GUYS™: Chapter 4, Tracking him down

BAD GUYS: Chapter 4 - Tracking him down

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"Luke!", Vincent called. 

"You are back from hell I suppose", Matthew added.

"Hey, we felt sorry for you, you need to be sentenced for us, and without a lawyer's help, you are already being put to death sentence.", said Anthony.

"Yes, but worse then hell. A society failure meet up place. During my getaway, Bill told me something. Something that caused me to be jailed. Someone in this world whether he or she is dead or alive have to pay for causing me to go to prison." Luke snapped. 

"But why, do you both think so?", Matthew asked curiously. 

"Well, think bout it. We disrupt all internet and phone signal when the operation took place. So no one was able to call. And plus we caused a blackout to the whole area. So no one would have called. The only possibly is that the idiot must have known about this plan all along and that must have caused Luke to be jailed.", Bill explained

"Make sense, but who?", Anthony asked himself. 

"Hmm..."

I paced around our base, which was custom-build by a major crime organisation. Our base have super computers with big screen secretly controlling every security cameras in the area. Our computers are strong enough to hack in to any password using a powerful dictionary attack. 

Okay Luke think! What happen before the operation, I thought. He remembered all the planning and getting weapons from our crime buddies. 

"Wait! Don't they know what happen? Could it be them?" Luke asked himself.  

"IMPOSSIBLE! They wanted a 20% commission if the operation, which means they could not have sabotage us."  

Unless, Luke told himself, if one of the gang members over heard them talking and wanted to sabotage us, which will affect them. That may be a possibility. What is the motive of that person? Why would he do such a thing? These questions flooded my mind and the more i thought about it the more I thought could be one of them.

I went out and informed Bill what he thought. Bill was watching a competition on the television when I was about to ask him. But before I asked him that question, a sudden news report showed up.

"Warning. This man by the name of Ricky Joe nicknamed Luke have escaped from 78 Street Coscho Police prison, he is wanted by the police. If you found him, please call 911 immediately. Thank you."

"I HATE THAT NAME! STOP CALLING RICKY" I exclaimed.  

"Hey, chill... relax...relax" Bill softly said. 

"I just thought of something. What if Damien and his men informed the police what happened. That may be a possibility." I explained, still in an angry and rush tone. 

"Our crime buddies? Impossible. They wanted money too for the operation, is not possible that they could have sabotaged us." Bill said.

"What I meant is, what if one of their gang members overheard our conversation and knew everything? Whatever, I'm going there to ask Damien and his men." I said. 

"Want me to follow?" Bill asked, but I already went off without replying. 

I grabbed a revolver from the police officer that I have knocked out back in prison and grabbed a black hoodie with a mask to avoid recognition by the public and went to a getaway car and turned on the engine. Using my phone, I activated the car elevator and it went up to the garage's fake floor. Then I activated the garage door and it opened, I drove out and closing the door behind me. 

I drove off to Damien's hideout, which was at Warehouse street where all the old abandoned warehouse was located in. I turned off the headlight to avoid bring spotted by anyone. I finally reached the warehouse where Damien and his men was located in . I went up the door, one of his men pointed a pistol at me.

"Code word: 2F4608ZV, I would like to meet Damien." I said. 

He nodded his head and opened the door. The code word was to prevent intruders getting into the warehouse without any permission and if you cannot say the code word the guard will shoot you without any questions. 

I walked into the warehouse. The men opened a secret trapdoor which was cleverly built to match the wall. Both him and I walked down into a steep staircase. It then lead to a base that was 3 levels down. 

Damien base looked more like a factory, with all the metal pieces for bullets and army graded weapons was cloned there. Damien men are experts in gun making. That was the reason why his crime organisation was nicknamed "Dealers". 

"Luke! I thought you are in prison!" Damien suddenly arrived.

"Hey Damien." I replied. 

"So whats new?" Damien asked curiously asked.

"Lets talk inside." I harshly said. 

When both of us went inside, I started explaining how the operation how I was caught, what Bill thought of and what I felt.

"One of my men sabotage you? No men under me will dare to commit such a thing, and he would be dead if I found out who he was." Damien snapped. 

"True, but based on the facts, the only possibility is this. Do you find any of your men strange lately?"

"Hmm... there is this one guy named Jason which on the day of the operation he suddenly ran out. He is outside now."

We then went out to call Jason, he looked at us and immediately and unexpectedly ran out. We then knew his guilty and gave chase.

"JASON! GET BACK HERE!!!"
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Author's words: Alright! Chapter 4 is out! Hopefully you guys enjoy reading it as much as I do. Oh and thank you for 100 page views, you guys are awesome! And also I will b creating a logo or something soon for my website. And also a official logo for this story, Bad Guys. :)

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STORY - BAD GUYS™: Chapter 3, Who is he?

BAD GUYS: Chapter 3 - Who is he?

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I hid behind a bush. I heard police sirens and search helicopters flying about outside, then I noticed the police checking the house I just broke in. They went in and investigate. 

"Alright, Just keep moving forward, staying near the undergrowth and walk" I told myself.  

I crawled flatly on my stomach across and at a point when the search lights shone at me, I immediately rolled inwards. Uncomfortably, I made it across quite a distance, and I heard a car driving by. Bill had arrived. 

I kneel down and open the door of our stolen getaway car that had false license plate numbers.
Bill did a U-turn and quickly escaped the search area. 

"Luke! U did it! Finally out of prison!" Bill mentioned excitedly.

"Yes, but not out of society problems."

 "Chill! There is somethings that you got to let go."

"Let go...we should not let go, they should let go, not us!"

"Remember the operation that we took 3 months to plan?"

"What about it?"

 "I believe someone tipped off the police, think about it..."

1 Year Ago...

"Alright you got the weapons?" Luke asked

Bill, Matthew, Anthony and Vincent nodded their heads. I was planning an operation with them, to steal money from one of the major banks. We have been planning for 3 months straight, drawing sketches and plots. These experiences have made me felt that I am actually belonged, not classified as a failure to society.

"Okay here is the plan again, when the clock strikes 3 in the morning, Bill will cause a frequency disruption that will prevent all calls and all internet signals to be made or received, preventing anyone to call. Vincent will cut out the power using the current resistor technique. Matthew got the password via dictionary attack. He will unlock all vaults and disable all cameras. And Anthony and I will bust through the door." Luke briefly explained.

"Alright, enough talking. Time check, 2.15 in the morning, move move move!"

All 5 of us board a empty van to store money and headed to the bank. We went ahead and load magazines for their AK-47 rifle and their 1903 Pocket Hammer pistol. They also wore bulletproof vests. All these are army grade weapons and armor, that we got from a international crime syndicate. 

2.58...2.59...3.00, we went with our plans and soon enough there was a major blackout and signal disrupt, Anthony and I head in first with our rifle and started asking everyone to kneel down and keep quiet. We went in through the first door, I then guard the door in front. Bill, Matthew Vincent and Anthony went in and up a level and sure enough another vault was found that is easily pushed open. They got in and starting filling every note in their paper bags. 

After they filled in, police with heavy armored armor and high grade guns started pointing at me, I tried to run but failed. The rest saw me and tried to save me but they wore masks so the police cannot recognize the face. But they could not and they got out by using their rifles to break the window and jumped out. 

Therefore, I was charged and sentenced. My friends went to prison and visited me, asking me over and over if they should surrender as is unfair but I promised them I would not do that. 

"See? I do not remember anyone calling or anything there, the only way is that someone knew that the robbery is going to happen and therefore you will imprisoned." Bill explained

"I do not know if anyone heard about this, but I am going to get that guy and his whole gang too if he had one." Luke growled.

"So where are we going? I heard from news in prison that our previous hideout was busted."

 "After we robbed the bank, we got a total of half a million, we have money to buy new equipment and we went to our second base, the hideout below the house that we bought"

They then headed to a house and they drive into a garage. Bill tapped his phone and a secret elevator was activated. The secret elevator in the garage brought the whole car down into a room with computers and sketches on walls, and Matthew, Anthony and Vincent stared happily at me. 
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Author words: Okay, chapter 3 is out. Thank you for the views on our website and support given. I will be posting more chapters regularly from now on. Thank you! Please continue to share and subscribe to me. :)

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STORY - BAD GUYS™: Chapter 2, The Escape

BAD GUYS: CHAPTER 2- The Escape

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As I paced around my cell, I realized that these society servants have no authority to capture me, and that is the point I decided, to escape this place. 

I waited for the call, "lights out!", and I began my plan. Looking out the rusty cell bars, the sergeant that is on guard duty walked away, and I swiftly moved the bunk beds and position it to the high windows. I took a peak outside and saw the prison back gate, where people get released from prison.

Surveying the area, I noticed there is a police guard in the place, "looks like I have to take him out" I thought. And I noticed that there was barbed wires on top of the gate, so I can't climb up there. The only way I can get out of prison, is when the computer scans my code and checks if my sentence was served, only after I can then leave. 

"Come on Luke, think! There must be some way to get out of here! Alright, I can't climb up, neither can I go down. Computer that unlocks the door...hmm... If only I can temper with the computer. Oh wait! Thats it!"  

How can I temper? I can't get to the computer itself, they have a password that prevents me to go anything! Including shutting down it! Shutting down it...that should open the gate! The computer is the one that sends the signal to lock the gate, so the gate will unlock if I shut down the computer. I can create a blackout...a blackout! With a blackout it should allow me to unlock the gate! And Bill should be able to help me out!

After a week, Bill, my best friend, contacted me through the glass panels with phones on opposite ends.

"Hows your time in prison?" Asked bill.
"Don't mention it."
"Hey, that operation we did 1 year ago, I was involved. I feel sorry that you have to bear the punishment for 5 of us. You are a good friend. We can surrender any time to the police."
"You guys are my best friends, before the operation we have promised that if one get caught, that one will not expose everyone."
"Thanks Luke, thanks."
"Okay, what i really want to say is that I want to get out of this place. I did my research, the only way to get me outta here is to cut of the power, could you do that?
"Bust out? I can cut the power for you, but you got to be quick, the power will come back on in 60.89 seconds to be exact, you need to beat that timing."
"Alright, 12 midnight cut the power, I shall make my escape."

"Lights out!" 11.52, perfect." I went to the high windows and using a comb from the toiletries and toothpaste, I place a handful amount of toothpaste on the bottom and rub it in. With a little muscle, I lifted the window bars up and stick the comb in the small gap. I then went and pull the whole window out, SNAP! The window came out.

I jumped and landed on the grass patch silently. I went up to the guard and do a silent take down on him. From the back I pulled him down, covering his mouth and using my other hand to severely knock him out. He became unconscious. I took his secondary weapon, the revolver and went up silently to the gate, camouflaging to the surroundings.

I looked at my clock 11.59 and in an instant, it turned into 12 midnight. In a heartbeat, the lights went out, Bill must have hacked in to the country system and overloading the electricity by messing with the current resistor. It causes a blackout. I went up the gate and push it open, it took a bit of a muscle but I managed to push the gate open.

I push it until my body can fit sideways through the opening. I immediately run as fast as my legs could carry me. And when the 60.89 seconds time was done, the power came back on and by then I was already far from the prison and in one of the houses in the estate.

I climbed up and into the house and break open the window slider with the water hose outside the front yard, went in and found out that there was no one home. I ran to the room and opened one of the closets and found some clothes that fit me perfectly. I also stole a mobile phone in the rooms and inform bill that I was out of prison. I send him my address and he came to fetch me. I then ran out of the house and into a bushy area behind the houses, I laid down there and waited for Bill.
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STORY - BAD GUYS™: Chapter 1, Teaser

     BAD GUYS: CHAPTER 1 Teaser

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"Society calls us gangsters , teachers calls us mentally challenged, but kids, calls us bad guys"

My name is Luke. It is a nickname, not my real name. I laid down in a place where the law calls prison. To me, it is just a place where failures meet up and nothing more. Sometimes, I wonder why am I forced into this place. We are actually not failures, not "convicts", as they called it. Its just how society sees someone. 

From young, I was told by my parents that going to school will benefit me, will help me plan out my future, the standard advice by all of society. As I grew up I realized that its not true. Being a failure to their eyes is like a success to ours. Its just that we do not know it yet...

The days where I remembered, every teacher scolded me, just because I'm different. Just because I do not want to be pushed into this pit of fire and forcing me to get out and the easiest way that any human being could think of, is not to push people in in the first place.

Education system is always being a problem towards the "failures", people that do not get it, people like me. I got scold by teachers time and time again about things that I have done wrong in my life. 

"Do your homework...do you want to be a failure in the rest or your life...why don't you have some discipline, learning without it is useless..." 

All these things, its been circulating in my head for the longest times. Its time to change everything. Today I am going to make things right. As I wondered around in my cell.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  Author words: This is the first ever chapter in my story, its just a teaser. So if you want more, feel free to support me! I inspire to take these ideas and make it into a storyboard in the future and hopefully creating a video game based on it. 

Thanks for reading and have a nice day!

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