Fly Higher

This story gave off a more serious vibe for a Jenkins story especially for the name. But who even cares. No one will read this description anyway.

Fly Higher

By: Darren Welsh

He looked at himself in the mirror. He longed for excitement in his boring world. Even his brother’s wedding didn’t interest him. But he had to suck it up, today wasn’t about him. He straightened his tie and went over his speech. A knocking on the door frustrated him and made him lose focus. But, no one was there. He heard the knocking again and it came from inside the room. Cautiously he opened the closet… empty again. He sighed in relief that his paranoia was in vain. Suddenly, a hand held a cloth drenched in toxins to his mouth and his consciousness faded.

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He stood up, laying in a white bed in a white room feeling confused with a dazed head. He yelled out, but no answer. John Banks was a man in his early twenties. He lived a normal, some would say “lucky”, life but he never felt happy or even content with it. But he couldn’t think about that now, John needed to escape. He exited the room only to find himself surrounded by government men. They called themselves G-men. A G-man spoke up, “We need you to assist us with a confidential desire that is derived from the White house itself.” John Banks wondered why he was specifically chosen but if it meant he could leave then he’d do it. John agreed and they provided him with the details. They needed him to assassinate a notorious criminal. They refused to tell him who until he went through a specialized training program. John was trained under Master swordsman “Boro”. Master Boro was a cruel effective teacher. John changed quickly from a businessman into a ruthless warrior. Master Boro wore what the locals called, “The mask of Boro.” It was a black leather mask that covered the top half of his face. After months of intense training, he was ready… His master gifted him the mask of Boro and he returned to the government building to complete his task. The notorious criminal was none other than Captain K’nuckles! The evil pirate K’nuckles was a psychopath, he enjoyed playing min games with his victims before sending a siege of his pirates to defeat them. John needed to either assassinate him quietly, or take down the whole ship. What mattered was the death of K’nuckles. John Banks rode on a jet ski with his aviator sunglasses on. Even though he figured it was easier to take care of him silently, he wanted to make sure the person he killed was K’nuckles. John had a jerrycan full of gasoline, ready to torch the ship down. However, he was spotted by a measly poop deck shiner. The poop deck shiner yelped, “The British are coming!” Luckily, Banks reached the ship before any pirates noticed or even cared about the smelly boy. John simply walked up, slapped him silly, and threw him overboard. But alas, he was spotted and quickly apprehended. A dark figure approached him from the front of the ship. “CAPTAIN!” yelled a dick mongler. K’nuckles was a charming man that wore a tuxedo. However, as he was walking over to John, he tripped and died. And everybody went home. When John Banks later returned to the government building, he was given an alias… They called him, “Detective Jenkins!”