Bedtime Story - Volume 2, Part 1
Title: Bedtime Story - Volume 2, Part 1
Author: Basil Stag Hare
A stranger watched
from the shadows as a
figure strolled past
making his way
towards the local
tavern. The figure
had a grin that could
charm any lady,
maybe that explained
how he was strolling
while flipping a coin.
The stranger looked at
the picture he had and
nodded. Basil would
get what was coming to
him.
Basil entered the local tavern in Magicina while the stranger remained in the shadows. Surely Basil would not be in there for long. The stranger grew distraught as singing rose from the tavern, "Nero don't lose that number.. You don't want to comm cystal anyone else. Send it off on a pigeon to yourself.. Nero don't lose that number, its the only one you want, you might use it if you feel better, when you get home.."
The stranger was about to cry as this went on into the night. Just when he was about to fall asleep he saw people slowly streaming from the tavern. Basil was one of them, easy to make out with his stroll. The stranger slowly stepped out of the shadows and followed Basil. It was obvious he was heading for the Museum. The stranger had to think fast, would the contractor want him after he had studied or before?
The stranger pulled out his wooden club and charged at Basil. Basil only got a glimpse before the lights went out. The stranger looked around his surroundings and saw no witnesses. He began to drag Basil off toward where the contractor would want him...
Basil awoke with a
man standing over him
grinning from ear to
ear, "Youz got a
headache, zah?" The
man was in a tightly
trim uniform. Black
thigh high boots were
his choice of
footwear, the hat was
one of a professional
nature, and the
eyepiece he wore
suggested he thought
himself to be of a
more educated breed.
He studied Basil with a wicked pleasure,
"Youz will help da
master race, yes?"
Master race, huh?
Basil's mind was
swimming. Who was
this guy and why did
he want him. "If youz
refuze to help die
master race und
retrieve zomething
for us, den I will have
to do zomething not
very nice."
Basil looked up at the man, "You want me to help you yet you hold me like a prisoner?" The man nodded. Disgusted, Basil spit onto the man's face.
The man slowly removed his eye piece and wiped it with a piece of of cloth, "That waz not die smartest thing to do mizter Basil." The man reared back and punched Basil in the face several times. The chair Basil was in fell back and the man proceeded to kick Basil with the heel of his boot, "I TEACH YOU TO FEAR DIE MASTER RACE YOU IGNORANT FOOL! YOU WILL DO AZ I SAY!"
A hand rested on the man's shoulder and he proceeded to stop kicking Basil. "Tsk Tsk Ku, you should not let you anger drive you so." Basil squinted up and saw a man step from the shadows wagging the finger on his other hand. Basil stared in horror as he recognized the man, "Boromir, you are alive! How the.."
Boromir smiled at
Basil with a twinkle
in his eye. "Very
much alive I am
afraid. I see that you
have met my new
acquaitence Ku Kullin.
Forgive him, his
temper tends to rage
sometimes." This was
too much for Basil, the
world started spinning
and all he could see
was Boromir and Ku
Kullin, then the world
went black...
to be continued...
