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PostPosted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 12:34 pm    Post subject: Heavy Metal - Chapter 4: Give Me Fuel! Reply with quote

Heavy Metal
Chapter 4
Give me Fuel



The afternoon sun waned low in the desert sky as an old man dressed in a navy blue jumpsuit carrying a tool box approached the fuel stations at McCarran International Airport. Two men, dressed in orange jumpsuits immediately responded by running towards him, their hands waving him back.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” shouted the first of the two men, a short, balding, dark-haired man with a round face.

“My ASS,” Walt hollered back as he shuffled onward. “How long has it been since you kids had your fueling equipment inspected?”

As the two men caught up to Walt, the blonde man with lengthy hair and a strong, youthful appearance said, “I’m pretty sure we have our own guys do the inspecting around here.”

“Hmph,” Walter shot as he continued his shuffle towards the fuel tanks, “wait till the state of Nevada hears about that!” Walt fumbled about in a front chest pocket for what he hoped would appear to be a legitimate badge. Once retrieved, he flashed it in their faces just long enough for them to see his picture situated above a Nevada state seal. “I’m from the Weights an’ Measurements department.”

No longer sure this was a security breach, the two men flanking the shuffling old man exchanged glances and shrugs. Once Walt reached one of the towering tanks inside the fuel bunker, the blonde man said, “I… think I’m gonna go run and let the management know you’re here.”

“Good idea,” Walt said. “Though this won’t take long. Just gotta see if the fuel pumps are directing the correct amount of fuel and that your seals are all checking out properly. I’m gonna have a couple of my guys back our truck in here so we can get our lab tanks filled. Before you know it, we’ll be out of here so you can go back to your business.”

“Lab tanks?” the squat dark-haired man asked dubiously.

“Uh… yeah… lab tanks,” Walt stammered back, “We’ve gotta check the consistency of the stuff you’re runnin’. No offense, just government policy. Make sure it’s clean an’ all so you don’t have your birds, and the people in ‘em, falling out of the sky all over the state’s property thanks to gummed up engines.”

“OooK,” the short one replied dubiously as the blonde disappeared into the end of the hangar.

Wasting no further time, Walt gruffly pulled an oversized walkie-talkie from his belt and radioed, “This is Alpha 9 inspector 24. You can pull the truck around to hangar 7 now, over.” Psssht…

After a moment, the radio replied, in a deep bronze voice, “We copy you uh… Alpha inspector. Pulling around now.”

“Now wait a minute,” the fuel operator insisted, “What sort of impurities are you looking for in all this?”

Walt paused for a moment, tempted to tell the man to mind his business, then instead gave a lengthy, intricate answer based on all his many years as a pilot. His reply covered ground ranging from lye content to bio-fuel percentages to a host of possible contaminants.

Meanwhile, while keeping the airport staff distracted, Walt prepared the tanks for the offloading of fuel, pausing to rub his finger along the rubber seals on the extraction hose, and perform various other checks he’d learned during his days in the Air Force. They really had sent the right guy for this stage of the mission.

But when the ‘fuel truck’ pulled up, Walt’s old mud-encrusted brown Ford, backfiring and sputtering, it struck a rut, spreading a pile of rusty dust from the undercarriage across the otherwise immaculate hangar floor. The squat fellow raised an eyebrow once more.

“Yeah, just, uh, back ‘er up right here!” Walt called to the driver, a young man in a business suit who seemed out of place in his attire due to his surfer-dude haircut.

As he backed the rig up, which wasn’t at all a smooth reverse, lunging and lurching to its destination, a monstrous black man in ebony gym clothes leapt from the bed of the truck to the fuelling station floor. Left behind him in the bed of the truck, four large aluminum canisters, dented and scratched, continued to inflict further damage on each other as the truck lurched backwards.

These are your lab tanks?!?” The airport employee scratched his head in bafflement.

The gargantuan man stepped up to the squat employee, his ripped abs staring the man in the face as the giant loomed down over the squat man. “Yeah,” he said simply, deeply, “You got a problem with that?”

Backing away slowly, holding up his hands to ward off his fear, the short employee stammered, “uh… no… I… I’m gonna get my supervisor for this I think,” and turned to run off after his blonde companion.

“We don’t have much time,” Walt growled as his eyes darted from one end of the hangar to the next. “Give me the end of that fuel hose once I’ve managed to,” Walt grunted as he climbed, “get… in… this… truck.”

Shaking his head and chuckling, Bouncer asked, “How are you gonna get into space if you can’t get into the back of your own truck?”

As Walt steadied himself on his feet in the bed of the truck, Bouncer handed him the nozzle. After taking a few directions from Walt, as the old man panted, the Bouncer had engaged the pump and fuel began spilling into the tanks.

“Hurry up guys,” Dave shouted, as he turned down Queensryche’s Jet City Woman on the truck console, “We’ve got company comin’!”

Sure enough, an official looking man in a white coat, flanked by the orange jump suited fuel operators and four security officers approached from the end of the hangar.

“These pumps are fast but I’ve only got the first one filled,” Walt roared as he attached the nozzle to the second tank. “We’ll have to hold ‘em off for a couple minutes.”

“Then what?” Dave asked, worry encroaching in his voice. “They’re not going to buy it this time Walt.”

It was true, the posture the men were taking as they neared was rather hostile.

“Don’t worry about that,” the Bouncer stated confidently as he sauntered off to greet the men, flashing another hastily made badge replica.

Left to fuel the tanks, Walt calmed his mind and focused on his task, praying he’d have enough time to complete it.

“You DO realize there’s security cameras everywhere right?” Dave added, shifting nervously in the driver’s seat. “It won’t take them all that long to figure out who did this.”

“Shut UP Dave!” Walt returned to his tasks as he eyed the corners of the hangar. Sure enough, the kid was right. But if he could just get himself into space before trouble emerged, it’d all be worth it. “Not like you haven’t already taken some legal risks on this venture you know! Betty said there were some Feds lookin’ for ya back at the house.”

“WHAT?!? And you only tell me this now ‘cause…”

“I didn’t want you worryin’ about it. I told her to lose ‘em an’ I just got a call from her a few minutes ago saying they’d left. You’ll be fine.”

“Right… fine… That is if we don’t get arrested here!”

“Keep your voice down, boy! They aren’t THAT far away.” As Walt finally affixed the fuel nozzle to the last barrel, he looked up to see the Bouncer involved in an increasingly hostile conversation. The security personnel had their hands on their pistols at their belts.

“Oh Crap!” Dave shouted as the supervisor took a few sudden steps back as he motioned one of the security personnel towards the truck and the other three guards brandished their weapons towards the Bouncer.

“What are you gonna do with that thing?” the Bouncer’s voice could be heard shouting from the distance.

Suddenly, as if in slow motion, Bouncer crouched and round-kicked out the legs from underneath the guard that had just begun to approach the truck. As the security officer hit the ground flat on his back, his pistol discharged and a bullet ricocheted off the hangar ceiling!

It appeared to Walt, whose elderly skin had gone paler than before, that the other three officers fired their guns at point blank range into the Bouncer, but somehow, the officers flew back from him, as if struck themselves by some unseen force.

The Bouncer rose to his feet and grabbed the pistol from the first fallen guard. The men in the orange jumpsuits turned tail and fled to the back of the hangar once again while the supervisor in white pulled forth a radio and began shouting something into it.

In response, the Bouncer promptly took a trained gunman’s pose while he leveled the gun at the supervisor. In the blink of an eye, he fired off three rounds into the spectacled man’s chest, blood spraying across the shiny clean concrete floor of the hangar and flinging the man back for a yard before he came to rest in a glinting crimson pool.

Walt and Dave gasped in unison! The tank was nearly full and Walt could see three smaller pools of blood forming under the bodies of the three guards that had fired at the Bouncer. One of them stirred and tried getting to his feet.

The Bouncer was on the man before he could stand, however, grasping him by the hair and hoisting him high into the air. Turning, the Bouncer reared back with the man’s head in his grasp, and flung the poor security officer through the air at the distant fleeing fuel personnel.

It must have been a hundred yards, nearly all the way to the end of the fuel hangar, where the flung body collided with both the young blond and squat employees, pushing all three figures into the steel sides of the hangar with an audible clang like that of an enormous bell rung. All three collapsed in a heap.

Finally, Walt noted, the fueling was complete… but at what cost? Now they had become accessories to murder! This had gone beyond what he had in mind. Dave was just repeating, “Holy Crap!” over and over, hyperventilating in his seat, his eyes affixed to the scene of the violence in utter shock.

Tossing the fuel line over the side of the truck, Walt, veins pulsing, leapt ungracefully from the bed of the truck and turned to lift the hatch, slamming it into place with strength he’d forgotten he could muster.

He shambled around the side of the truck with surprising speed and was quickly seated in the cab. Meanwhile, the Bouncer had turned to them, gold glinting in his wolfish smile. “There’s holes in his shirt but no blood!” Dave exclaimed quietly.

The Bouncer took two steps towards them and leapt, mightily. Not only was his bound far greater than any ever seen on any NBA court, but when he came to land, he held his legs rigid and rebounded off the concrete like a power ball! His next landing placed him squarely in the bed of the truck, which forced the shocks to strain under the sudden weight. “What are you pansies waitin’ for?” the Bouncer roared as he situated himself down between all four aluminum barrels. “GO!!!”

Dave suddenly seemed to snap out of his shock and dismay and revved the rpms up to the red line before popping the clutch into gear. For the first time in its lengthy existence, the old Ford squealed forward, rubber burning forth a grey cloud behind them as they raced out of the hangar.

As they continued to accelerate along the side of one of the airport runways, security vehicles, sirens blazing, rounded a corner ahead, racing to greet them head on.

“Turn around!” Walt yelled as Dave, without hesitation, slammed on the breaks and slid the vehicle to the side, hammering it back into gear to squeal them out in the opposite direction. Now they were headed for little more than a chain link fence and a desert lot beyond.

“I don’t think this thing can handle that fence!” Dave shouted! But before either of the men in the cab realized what was happening, the Bouncer seemed to fly over the truck to land on the ground in front of them! There was no avoiding slamming into the big man…

But just at the last moment, the Bouncer jumped a foot or two into the air and planted his feet against the truck grill, an action that would have had little more effect than to create a fine red mist of anyone else who would perform such a maneuver. Already, they had reached speeds of over 60 miles per hour!

However, the Bouncer was no ordinary man. When the truck struck him, there was little resistance. The behemoth simply ‘bounced’ off the front end and shot off like a cannon ball at the fence!

Walter’s eyes were as wide as they could be as the Bouncer tore through the chain links, reaching out to grasp the tattered shreds of the fence with his fingers as he sailed on through, tearing the fencing from its roots, rending a wide portal through which the truck could easily pass.

Near the end of his flight, the Bouncer threw the ends of the torn fence away from him and landed with his knees locked and his ankles bent upwards to angle him just right for a bounce backwards. With grace, he landed in the bed of the truck as the vehicle leapt from the airport grounds to bound across the desert soil.

Walt looked back over his shoulder as the truck jerked around through the desert ruts. His eyes caught the Bouncer’s as the black man nodded, a huge smile from ear to ear covering the man’s face. Turning to Dave, Walter muttered, “Just who the F**K have you gotten us involved with Dave?!?”

Dave, white as a ghost, couldn’t even stutter a reply as he focused on nothing but scouring his way through the desert towards one of the city roads. One could only hope they could get out of the city without being accosted by the police.

~

They’d made it some distance out of the city before more trouble arrived. Apparently, the airport security had been slower in alerting the authorities to the situation than could have been expected.

Their journey along the freeways had gone unmolested and they were nearing the turnoff to Route 66 already. The sun had fallen below the horizon and stars were twinkling in the night sky.

Walt found himself distracting his mind from the chaos at the airport by gazing up at the rising moon. “Yeah,” he muttered at the heavenly body, “I’ll see you soon. Just let me get into orbit first, OK? Once I’ve proven I can do that with this cracked out design we’ve got here, I’ll be back for you in jif.”

“It really will work, Walt! I promise. All the tests we ran before we built the engine proved that. And with your knowledge of how to shield us against the radiation and vacuum of space… It’ll work like a charm,” Dave assured his elder friend.

“Yeah, it’ll work if we don’t get hauled off to prison for what we’ve just done,” Walt replied, “or rather, for what HE’s just done,” he added as he pointed his thumb to the bed of the truck, where the Bouncer sat in a crouch between the tanks.

“We’re just as guilty as him I guess,” Dave admitted.

“Hmph, wasn’t our idea to go killin’ any resistance,” Walt defended.

“Yeah, but, I mean, we agreed to steal the fuel, knowing something like that could happen.”

“Like WHAT? That our guide was going to suddenly reveal himself as some super-psycho?!?”

“Yeah, well, who could’ve guessed that…” Dave said. “How do you figure he did all that stuff?”

“I’m not sure he did, Dave. Probably all just some elaborate smoke and mirrors trick. I still say he’s just trying to set us up to fail on behalf of a competitor… I mean, think about it.”

“Um, I guess. But if the fuel works, you should be up there tonight.”

“Yep… that’s what I’m praying for. I mean, the fuel is the right sort, so that shouldn’t be a concern… just hope we don’t have more,” Walt was held up in mid sentence by the sudden glare of flashing red and blue lights pulling up behind them, “trouble.”



Alright y’all… how should they handle the cops arriving? They only see one car right now, but you can bet there will be more… quickly. They’ve still got about 40 miles to go and they certainly wouldn’t want to be bringing a string of cops home with them. ..
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PostPosted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 12:38 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

IF Poll Results:

Which plan will we use to steal Walt's fuel?
Get some of Lucky's goons on the payroll to help defeat the guards at a fuel depot.
0% [ 0 ]
Very long journey, blindfolded, with some very odd instructions to follow at the end of it.
16% [ 1 ]
Disguise Walt as a high ranking Government Inspector/Auditor, needing a tour of the fuel depot.
33% [ 2 ]
Sign here please, I've come to ship the delivery of rocket fuel to your customer.
33% [ 2 ]
Raid a nearby university/government research lab for a new, expirimental fuel that Lucky has the inside scoop on.
0% [ 0 ]


Tome Poll Results:

Get some of Lucky's goons on the payroll to help defeat the guards at a fuel depot. 0 (0%)
Very long journey, blindfolded, with some very odd instructions to follow at the end of it. 1 (33.3%)
Disguise Walt as a high ranking Government Inspector/Auditor, needing a tour of the fuel depot. 1 (33.3%)
Sign here please, I've come to ship the delivery of rocket fuel to your customer. 0 (0%)
Raid a nearby university/government research lab for a new, expirimental fuel that Lucky has the inside scoop on. 1 (33.3%)


Winner:
Disguise Walt as a high ranking Government Inspector/Auditor, needing a tour of the fuel depot. 3 votes total!

IF had more discussion and votes this time.
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PostPosted: Sat Oct 31, 2009 10:19 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Not a bad chapter and not a bad description of the fight scene!! ok 40 miles to go and you can bet the cops are out searching. best bet is to drive on back roads or call one extra car to scout out the roads ahead of their route
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PostPosted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 12:20 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Fun chapter - nicely done.

I loved the idea of the lab tanks... until you brought in Walt's old truck. Surely Lucky could have gotten us something a bit more official looking? Kinda asking to fail.

But super-psycho to the rescue. That was some entertaining reading. Absorbing bullets, bouncing off the front of trucks, ripping up fences. Definately some tricksy stuff going on.

40 miles would go faster with an escort... a police escort perhaps? ... Get our big friend to deal with the cop (knock him out, don't kill) and then get him to drive the police car in front, sirens going etc, leading the way. Might be a bluff that works, especially if the Bouncer can do a good job with the radio to say all is clear along his control route, immitating the cop's voice as best he can.

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PostPosted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 4:54 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

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I loved the idea of the lab tanks... until you brought in Walt's old truck. Surely Lucky could have gotten us something a bit more official looking? Kinda asking to fail.


Very Happy yeah, but I was trying for a little comedy there...

Not bad ideas guys!

So far-

*Trek across the desert (back roads as it were... lotsa dirt roads heading off through)
* Call on more help from Lucky and crew to get a scout car out to assist
* Have the Bouncer capture the Police car and escort them home, radioing in all is well.
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PostPosted: Wed Nov 04, 2009 1:28 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

They of course can't out run the cops the truck is too heavy with the fuel. So the bouncer convinces them to stop and when the cop car gets close the bouncer does his superman routine again and takes the cop and his partner out. That buys them a little more time but not much.
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PostPosted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 1:21 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

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However, the Bouncer was no ordinary man.
Bit of an understatement, so late on in the chapter! Laughing

How many tanks have they got? Perhaps they have fuel to spare - if they've killed some opposition already, may as well go the whole way. Get Bouncer to kick a tank onto the road and light it.

Boooooom!!!
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PostPosted: Fri Nov 06, 2009 10:53 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

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However, the Bouncer was no ordinary man.
Bit of an understatement, so late on in the chapter! Laughing


I thought it might come through that way but I put it in there anyhow to grab those who might be 'skimming' their way through and had become confused by what was going on by this point. However, since noted, apparently it wasn't very necessary so I'll probably remove it on draft 2. Thanks for pointing it out.

I'm staying neutral on all options... sure there's pros and cons, but I'm surprised by the variety of them. Well done y'all! Poll should come up in a day or two.
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 7:42 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Poll's up! Enjoy Democracy Razz
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PostPosted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 3:30 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Voted! I just got stopped on the way to my house. My tail light was out ;D
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PostPosted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 4:15 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

well I am enthused too see if you can give us another good fight scene so let go with a rival gang disgused as a cop ( is my vote )
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PostPosted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 11:24 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Bugger it looks like i tied it up
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PostPosted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 2:53 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Poll shall stay open till next weekend... running out of time quickly here for writing another chappy. That said, I may well have a Prologue posted between now and then...
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PostPosted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 12:17 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

*Sneaks into new forum*

Woooo! Congratulations, TB! Very Happy
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Very Happy Thanks to all who voted for my tale!

OH, and the poll is ongoing in Chapter 1's thread!
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PostPosted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 1:37 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

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PostPosted: Sat May 07, 2011 2:35 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

A few unnecessary exclamation marks here and there....
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