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“To
grandmother’s house we go!" Paradise
at night has always been a breeding ground for bad times…
This particular evening we find two thugs skipping down the road as if
they’re kids… One taking swings
at cars with a baseball bat – the other following him up scratching lines in
the cars with the tip of his switch blade…
For them, Paradise found… Heading
up the road on a collision course with these two thugs is Misty Keenan…
Recently celebrated her twenty fourth birthday – she’s on her way
home with makings for a late dinner… For
her, Paradise is about to be lost… “Hey
sugar…” One of the thugs
sneers… “Evening
ma’am…” The other adds… Misty
tries to pass them by with no luck… They
both corral her… “Oh
come on baby…” One says… “What’s
in the bag!?” The other asks… Groceries
hit the ground as the paper bag containing them splits…
Fruit and vegetables roll down the street as soon Misty finds herself
pinned against the wall with a knife to her throat…
She screams for help only to be decked in the head with the same baseball
bat causing havoc on vehicles earlier… “Get
her in the alley!” One thug
screams… Misty
falls to the ground as the men yank her by her legs towards the alley way…
Her nails break as she claws the cold wet concrete trying to stop them
somehow – an act of futility… “Help
me!” She screams! “Shut up bitch!” One of the thugs roars with a stomp to her back... Misty's screams are muffled quickly as her shirt is ripped from her body and shoved crudely into her mouth as a gag... Dirty hands are all over her body, as her clothes are torn away... She's helpless... She screams as the knife slices through her right nipple... One of the thugs laughs as he holds her nipple up, smearing blood across her face... "Wow, someone needs to shave!" One of the thug roars... "I love me some hair pie!" The other adds... "No!" Misty screams as she spits out the gag... One of the thugs covers her mouth as the other struggles with his jeans... "I'mma fuck you good!" He mutters as he pulls his unit out... He prys her legs open, getting ready to force himself on her... "I get that pink ass!" The other says, breathing hot nasty breath in her face... They momentarily pause as a car drives past, rumbling as it goes... The thug ready to rape Misty sighs... "I hope he didn't see us." He mutters... "Fuck it, no one cares - scream all you want bitch!" The other laughs. The thug feels that marvelous feeling that is penetration for only a moment, before he's interupted by the bright high beams belonging to a 1969 Firebird T/A... Both thugs are to thier feet looking ready to fight whoever it is, as Misty crawls towards the glowing headlights, whimpering and crying as she goes... "Someone else is gonna get fucked." One of the thugs exclaims... The door to the Firebird opens, as a figure of a man steps out... "Paradise Police Department - you're both under arrest..." Says a rough menacing voice... "Fuck you pig." One thug roars as he pulls a knife... The figure produces a weapon of some sort... "Drop your weapons and get on the ground - now!" The figure commands. "Fuck, I know this guy..." The baseball bat wielding thug whispers to the other... "Oh?" "Yeah, fucking Vaughn... He's a crazy mother fucker." "Fuck that." The thug rushes the figure with his knife... Before he's anywhere near the car, there's three booms, and the thug goes crashing to the ground with three bullet holes in his upper right shoulder... He groans on the ground as the other thug runs... "Freeze!" "Fuck you pig!" The thug screams as he runs away... The officer kneels before helpless Misty... "Detective John Vaughn... You're safe now... Paramedics are on their way..." He states... He looks up at the thug running down the alley, considering whether or not to give chase... Moments pass before the injured thug jumps up with his knife now in his other hand... Almost without looking, Vaughn puts one through his chest... The thug hits the ground - ended. Vaughn helps the woman up, taking off his jacket and wrapping it around her... In the distance he can already hear the ambulance on it's way... "I'm gonna go get that other punk." He nearly chuckles... Misty lays weak on the ground as she watches the Firebird roar down the alley... She turns to see the precious red flashing lights of an ambulance as it rolls up.... "Thank god." She whispers... Down the alley way... The Firebird is full bore, causing papers and garbage to fly up in the air as it roars... The thug runs around a corner just as the Firebird comes roaring out, tires screeching as it slides sideways into the turn... The thug runs up to a stoplight, slamming his hands on a car waiting at the stop light... He opens the door - pulling the old lady driver from the car... "Well I never!" She says as she hits the ground... The thug hops in, gunning it... He blows through the stoplight, as the Firebird peels rubber as it makes chase... The streetlights smear into each other, as tiny droplets of rain begin to fall down, the Firebird is right on the tail of the station wagon our ignorant swine of a thug decided to steal... "Stop the car - now!" Vaughn yells into his car's pa... Pedestrians stand and watch as the cars roar down the road... The station wagon is veering in and out of traffic, flying up onto the sidewalk narrowly missing pedestrians that are jumping out of the way... The Firebird pulls up beside the station wagon, veering towards it, causing the station wagon to veer, nearly going out of control, spinning to a stop in the middle of the road... "Crazy shit!" Someone yells in the distance... Vaughn jumps out of his car, pulling his .45acp as he rushes the station wagon... The station wagon starts up and roars around in the street, hitting Vaughn, sending him up onto the hood... Vaughn holds on as the station wagon roars down the street... "Fuck you pig!" The thug laughs... "Stop the vehicle now!" Vaughn commands... "Hell no!" The thug replies... Soon the flashing cherries of back up police officers can be seen... Following in hot pursuit... Vaughn shakes his head, realizing that this has probably only made the situation worse... He points his weapon straight on at the thug's face... "You're going with me!" the thug roars... Vaughn looks at the road ahead, seeing an oncoming Semi... The moment of decision... Vaughn pulls himself up on the hood, popping to his feet... He runs forward, stepping up on the roof of the car and jumps into the air as the station wagon slams hard into the Semi... Flying through the air, engulfed in an explosion - Vaughn finds himself heading towards the ground... He hits hard, rolling on the ground to a stop... "Son of a bitch..." Vaughn mumbles as he looks up to see an oncoming Police cruiser... Behind the wheel is a patrolman that doesn't seem to care that one of the department's detectives is in his way... Vaughn rolls out of the way just in time as the cruiser screeches to a hault, only feet away from the wreckage... "Goddamn." Vaughn admits, gazing at the sky overhead...
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Monday,
January 10th, 2005