| Subject: The Devil's Deliverance Part 1: "The devil shall make himself known after the blood has been shed" |
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Spizer O'Riley
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Date Posted: 22:06:38 05/02/02 Thu
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Spizer O'Riley
's message, "The Devil's Deliverance (Part 1)-" on 20:52:02 05/02/02 Thu
[i]Kelly: Why do you always carry around those guns, Spizer?
Spizer: Because it's part of my job, baby...
Kelly: Occaisonally, you scare me, honey...I don't like guns, you know that...
(Spizer slowly turned to his wife, who was seated on the bed. She wore a red and white "New Jersey Devils" hockey jersey and white pajama shorts, her freshly died black hair in a pony-tail. The small packae of Oreo cookies lied empty near her feet. Spizer smiled. He slowly put the guns down and made his way over to her)
Spizer: Well, that's why [/i] YOU [i] don't have guns, baby...
Kelly: Wow...that was good...now why don't you make it better by kissing me...
(Spizer smiled as his wife layed back in the bed, slowly taking the jersey off. Spizer slowly climbed onto the bed and kissed her on the lips...)
From out of the room: WAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!
(Spizer groaned as he rolled off of Kelly, who got up quickly)
Kelly: The baby...
Spizer: Yeah, I know...
(Kelly quickly ran out of the room and into the next as Spizer sat up, rubbing the back of his neck. Kelly then walked back into the room, holding a baby wrapped in a pink blanket in her arms. Kelly smiled wide as she walked to Spizer, sitting down beside him. Spizer gently kissed the babies forehead, then looking into Kelly's eyes...The two then kissed...) [/i]
Ken: SPIZER!
(Spizer then came to. He was no longer in his bed-room, sitting next to his wife and daughter. He was now on a busy Manhattan sidewalk, his brother to the left of him. Spizer slowly looked around...)
Spizer: Where's Bel?
Ken: In her exact words...she went to the "Ladies-Room"...who calls it Ladies room?
Spizer: Her...
Ken: Yeah, I know...but what I'm saying is guys don't call the bathroom the "Men's room"...that just sounds so...so...
Spizer: PC?
Ken: ...yeah, sure...hell, all the people I know call the bathroom "the pisser"...
(Spizer stared at Ken for a second, then shook his head, looking across the street. There were kids playing stick-ball in a back alley. The littlest one had just hit a home-run, now the opposing team's captains are arguing about whether or not it counts. Kids. Spizer then looked to the right and saw a beautiful young woman walking down the street, three sailors following close behind. He wondered if they were originally going that way, or if they were just...you know...wanting to score a quick peek. Spizer smiled at that, then looked to the left. Other then his brother, who was smoking like a chimp, there was nothing. Nothing but a lone car. Spizer squinted his eyes to get a better look. His eyes then went wide)
Spizer: Ken...
Ken: Word?
Spizer: You got a gun handy?
(Ken scoffed and reached into his jacket, pulling out a black and red Desert Eagle)
Ken: No...but I do have a Revolution Ender! HA HA!! Aren't I cle...
Spizer: Put it down! Keep it by your side, but keep it down!
(Ken did so, getting a quizzical look on his face. Spizer slowly pulled out both of his Glocks, pulling back the hammers, his eyes always focused on the slow moving car)
Ken: What? What's going on?
Spizer: Black Mercedes...to your left...
(Ken slowly looked towards the car, noticing the front emblem. It was a yellow Pentagram with two lightning bolts next to it, the bolts making a huge "V". Ken's eyes went wide as well as he turned to Spizer)
Ken: Are those Valkyrie's men?! [To be explained later..."editor"]
Spizer: yep...
Ken: Ah shit! Ah shit!!
Spizer: Stay calm...we killed the worst of them...we killed their leader...
Ken: Who was their GOD, Spizer! They're out for blood! They probably aren't gonna bury him until they lace his coffin with our blood, Man! We're screwed!
Spizer: Shh...keep your head down...they won't notice us...
Ken: Screw that! If I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die like a man! I'm gonna blast those sons-of-bitches!
Spizer: Ken! If you do, then you're on your own...
(Before Ken could respond, the car stopped right in front of them, two big men getting out. They wore black suits and red ties...Which was the official suit of...)
Man #1: Don O'Riley...we need to talk to you sir...
(Ken quickly looked up, his eyes focused on the men...the one on the right coming around the car was Bobby Mincino. The one standing in front of Ken was the infamous Jimmy Tantino. Ken smiled wide as he put away his gun)
Ken: What the hell are you two doing in a Valkyrie cruiser?
Jimmy: Undercover, sir...
Ken: Undercover? What, you guys blue boys or sumpin'?
(Spizer chuckled slightly as he put his guns away. Ken's accent always came out when he was talking business)
Jimmy: No, Sir...we just came to this neighborhood because we knew you would be here...and we need to tell you something very important...
Ken: What's that?
(Spizer kept his hand on the his gun, just in case...)
Jimmy: Letter, Bobby....GIMME THE LETTER, BOBBY!!!
(Bobby, obviously being the rookie, perked up, fumbling around his pocket for the letter. He fished it out and handed it to Jimmy, who then handed it to Ken. Ken slowly opened it and began reading...thirty seconds later, he was done)
Ken: So the Maldonado's have decided to turn their backs on us, huh?
(Belinda suddenly stepped out from a doorway, making her way beside Spizer)
Ken: Those bastards wanna try an' start a war wit' us? Fine...dey wanna war? Dey gotta war...
(Ken then quickly crumpled up the letter and threw it at the car)
Ken: We're gonna make dos' lyin' scumbags pay...I wan' them DEAD...I wan' their families DEAD...I wan' their houses burned to da' ground and I want deir blood ta' stain your hands...do you get me? I want my red convertible to have a new paint job wit' deir blood...now go...Tell all of our boys that it goes down t'night...you understand me? I want those sumbitches dead T'NIGHT!
(Jimmy and Bobby smiled wide as they nodded. The two stepped quickly into the car and sped off. Ken just looked across the street at the kids playing stickball. The littlest one had just hit another home run, and judging by the opposing team captains black eye, there wont be any arguments)
Ken: Dey want a war, Spiza'?...
(Ken's tone sent shivers down Spizer's fine. He's seen his brother mad...hell, he's seen him pissed off...but he's never seen him so mad that he was actually CALM! It was like the devil had possessed him. The way he leaned against the wall, the way his hands were in his pockets, and that stare...that cold, blank stare...For the first time in his life, Spizer was actually afraid of his brother. Ken never looked away from the stickball game as he uttered the most frightening words of Spizer's life)
Ken: Well, god dammit, dey got a war...
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