PrologueA Chapter by MalychyteLarge, dark thunder clouds blocked out the sunset over the grand city of Limerick. Rain began pouring down onto the paved streets. A man, neatly dressed, stood by the window sill looking up at the blackened sky. Seth Zarian had seen all too many of these storms. It seemed like the small state of Massachusetts was always shrouded in clouds. It had been three weeks since Limerick had seen any sunlight and Seth was missing it all too much. A smirk crossed his face, the sun is not the main concern right now, he thought to himself. This time tomorrow, I’ll be bathing in cash. The doors behind him suddenly burst open, revealing a matted, disorganized man in the doorway. Even without his horrid hygiene, scruffy Quinn Flanders had some sort of nasty smell to him. Seth turned around, slightly grimacing at the sight of Flanders, but quickly covering it up by demanding, “Have you reached the others?” “They’ve been informed and awaiting orders at the meetin’ spot, sir,” Quinn sneered excitedly. “Excellent,” Seth turned back to the window. He began to recollect the meeting they had made the day before in his basement. He tried to gather as many criminals as he could, for his plan needed a large number of people. Unfortunately, only six showed up. They would have to rob each of his marked places one at a time, one per day. But he wanted to get his most prized burglary over with first…the Children’s Fundraiser Foundation. He chuckled to himself, “Flanders, by the end of this crusade of mysterious robberies….we will be very rich men.” Quinn smirked slightly, then turned on his way out when he heard from behind him, “Oh and Flanders…for all our sakes, take a bath.” ~
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5 Reviews Added on November 10, 2011 Last Updated on November 10, 2011 AuthorMalychyteKalamazoo, MIAboutHi! I'm a 25 yr old aspiring writer, trying to run away from my strenuous day-job and the thought of writing just excites me! I normally follow a formula of having tons of characters so you can atleas.. more..Writing
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