Homicidal Tendencies

[The Stryker]

Ladies and Gentlemen....THE CHAMP....IS BACK!
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“We need to get rid of him...” Nana stops and looks at Rave weirdly. “Get rid of who?” “Stryker...he can ruin everything if we don’t.” Nana laughs and continues to walk away. “Oh Please, we have the base and all of the money that came with it, Even if Stryker did try and do something...It wouldn’t matter.”

Rave looks down and clenches his fists. “Ok, Master...” Rave turns around and looks at the giant statue of Shredder in the middle of the room.

Meanwhile...

Shelley roams around Randi’s room and uses a camera to video-tape Randi cutting a piece of cheese. “Come on baby...work it...be the cheese...feel it’s pain ” Randi pushes Shelley away. “Stop that, ever since you bought that damn thing you’ve been annoying everybody.”

Shelley turns off the camera and sits down next to Abyss. “Come on It’s for research We can study all of our opponent’s actions and attacks and granted that we don’t kill them...we can crush them in the next battle ”

Randi give the plate of cheese to Abyss and crosses her arms. “One problem...We don’t HAVE opponents to study ” “Hm....Good point.” Rave walks into the room and drops a book on the small table. “Alex, you’re coming with me...Randi, you’ve gotta find out everything you can about Oroku Saki.” “Why?” “Don’t ask questions Nana is becoming ineffective as a leader.”

Rave turns and walks away, Shelley smiles and follows him. “Yo, I’m coming man...Anything to get away from Wallace and Gromit here.” Randi and Abyss throw a knife at Shelley and it barely misses him. Shelley stops and points at them. “Hey Love you guys too.”

Shelley puts on his jacket and follows Rave down the long hallway. “So where are we going?” “When you were in that Gen-next group...I’m sure you ran into a couple of gangs and hitmen, right?” “Oh yeah...why?” “Just tell me which group gave you a run for your money.”

Shelley looks at Rave weirdly. “Whats wrong with you lately?” “Just f*cking tell me ” Rave grabs Shelley by his collar and shakes him slightly. “Ok Ok There was this one group...”

Brooklyn, NY

“Alright Throw ‘dem bones gentlemen ” A man in a bandana throws two dice against a alley wall and winces when it comes up snake eyes. “Oh Tough luck Homicide ” A man in a green headband takes all of the money on the ground and gives it a Low-ki “I, Julius Smokes...declare Low-ki to be the winner...one again Yea Yea ”

Homcide crosses his arms and leans against the wall. “Yeah whatever, ya N*ggas know that I wasn’t even trying.” Low-ki smirks and stuffs the money in his pocket. “Sure, you better pay attention...someone’s rolling up.”

Homcide turns and watches as the Embassy van pulls into the alley, He walks right up to the driver’s side window as it lowers down. Rave looks at Homicide and leans back in his seat. “Who the f*ck are you?” “Jimmy Rave from the Embassy.” Homicide raises a eyebrow and laughs a bit. “I don’t know nothing about no Embassy...I’m gonna need to know alittle more before I let you out of this alley wit your ride.”

Homicide looks into the van and see’s Shelley sinking into his chair. “Yo! Is that?...Oh shoot! Alex Shelley?” Shelley waves timidly and Homicide laughs. “Man, I never thought we would see your ass after we kicked you out a few years ago!”

“Yeah...hey.” “Smokes! Get over here!” Smokes stands up and walks over to the window. “It’s Shelley! Remember?” “Oh yeah! The n*gga' we kicked out of town.” Homicide leans against the van and looks at Shelley. “So whatcha in town for?” Shelley points at Rave and Rave holds up a picture of Stryker.

“We need you to kill him.” Homicide takes the picture and fold it up quickly. “Alright, we gonna be needing money.” Rave throws a wad of bills at Homicide. “That should cover it...Now, I want him completely done away with.” “Hey, I don’t follow your rules...I kill my way and no one else’s...Don’t worry...He’ll suffer.”

Rave drives the car out of the alley and Low-ki watches in silence as it drives away. “Easy job?” “Easy job my brother....Rottweilers! OUT!”

To be continued...

[Sewer Bull]

Hey Stryker, glad you're back with a new fic! :)

[Katie]

You already know what I think ;)

YAY!!!! A new story from one of the most unique and talented writers on the 'Drome!!!

One day we are all gonna look back and say...oh! I knew him way back when :D :D :D

[The Stryker]

“You sure about all of this?” “Why do you care?” Shelley and Rave walk through the foot HQ hallways. “I mean...Has Stryker even done anything towards us?” Rave stops and looks at a door, He holds his head and looks at Shelley.

“He has done a lot of things...and all of us are at risk if he ever gathers the strength to attack us.” “Like.....what exactly?” Rave smiles and punches Shelley in the face. “Follow the Rottweilers...film them...report back here when they kill him, When he is dead...I want him to see it.”

Rave walks away from Shelley and Shelley holds up his camera and starts filming Rave. “And here we have....Jackassus Embassyus.” Rave stops and glares at Shelly, Shelley is already running out of the building.

Later...

Stryker walks down the street with a list in his hand. “Alright...float over to Ape’s and get that ugly statue for Machi...then over to the garden to get tickets to Summerslam for Me and Ben, Then.....” Stryker looks at a guy next to him. “Do you Mind?” The man shuffles away and Stryker continues walking.

Stryker walks into grand central station and a car pulls up and watches him walk in. “Alright, I got this.” Smokes nods and so does Low-ki, Homicide holds up a small knife and laughs. “Keep this hoopty runnin.” Homicide steps out of the car and walks into the station.

Smokes bangs on the steering wheel slightly and sits back. “Hoopty? I paid 2 grand for this ” Low-ki lowers his bandana over his eyes and crosses his arms.

Inside the station.

Shelley slinks past a group of people and stands on a area overlooking the main hall, he sets up the camera tripod and turns it on, He poses in front of the camera and adjusts the lens slightly. Stryker looks at the train times and then starts to walk towards a smaller station, Homicide stands in front of him and he stops.

“Um...excuse me homey.” “What?” “Nothin, just trying to get to my train.” “Oh...you ain’t gonna be doing that today.” Stryker rolls his eyes and backs up. “I know where this is headed.” Stryker screams like a girl and gets the attention of just about everyone. “He’s trying to kill me ”

Homicide freezes up and looks around. “Yo Shut the f*ck up ” Homicide punches Stryker in the face and then puts the knife to Stryker’s neck. “Ain’t this nice? Death in front of Everyone ” Stryker kicks Homicide away and rolls back.

Homicide throws the knife at Stryker and it stabs him in the leg. “Ah crap Why do you guys always aim for the leg ?” Homcide is about to attack again when he is pulled away by a group of cops, Homicide struggles and stabs one of the cops in the stomach.

Stryker quickly turns on his jet-boots and flys up, Homicide pushes the cops out of the way and grabs onto Stryker’s foot, He holds the knife and Is about to cut Stryker’s achilles tendon but Stryker kicks him in the face with his other foot.

Homicide falls back to the ground and lands on a mass of security guards. “This isn’t over Stryker! You’re Bitch-ass is mine!” Stryker crashes through the glass ceiling and flies away, The cops beat down on Homicide before dragging him away.

Shelley spins the camera around and looks into the lens. “Ok...not quite the best job but whatever, I know these guys and they’ll have Homicide out of Jail before dinner.” Shelley stops and looks at a man standing next to him. “Do you mind?” The man shuffles away and Shelley takes his camera.

Jail-place

Homicide stands in a Jail cell and leans against the bars, He watches the police walk back and forth in silence, He smiles and whistles slightly, The cops look at him and he lowers his bandana.

“What’s his problem?” “I don’t know...we still have to process him.” Smokes walks into the precinct holding a aluminum bat, He smacks one of the cops in the face with it and then chokes another cop.

A woman crawls under a desk and reaches for a phone, She grabs the phone and begins to dial, She looks to her side and is kicked in the face by Low-ki. Smokes unlocks the jail cell and lets Homicide out. “Hey brah, messed up did ya?” Homicide pushes Smokes out of the way and grabs a gun from a cop’s holster.

“We go after that little bastard...Now.”

To be continued...

[Katie]

ooooooh.

Looks like Stryker is in serious trouble. :o

[Ra]

*dramatic choard plays*

Oh no...not Stryker! :o

[The Stryker]

Stryker stands on a street corner and waits for the light to change, When it does he steps onto the street. A car drives past him quickly and he jumps back, He walks across the street and down the other sidewalk.

“What was that all about? What’s wrong with me?” A car slowly follows Stryker and speeds up to keep up with him, Stryker looks to his side and looks at the car, The window slowly opens and a old lady looks at him. “AH NO ” “Excuse me...young un-haircutted boy, do you know where I can find the lincoln monument?” Stryker stops and looks around confused. “I think you’re in the wrong state.” “Learn to speech english ” The window closes and the car skids away.

“Ok...Today is not my day, Oh well...Couldn’t get any worse ” Rain pours down on Stryker and he groans. “I have to learn to hold my tongue.” Stryker puts his hands in his pockets and hunches over.

Embassy HQ

Shelley opens a drawer and takes a tape and pack of batteries out. “What happened?” Shelley turns and looks at Rave, who has bloodshot eyes and greasy hair. “Um...what happened to you?” “Nothing...just some stress Ya know? Just Stress Did they kill him? ” Shelley backs away and laughs nervously.

“Not exactly.” Rave pushes Shelley against a wall and looks him straight in the eye. “Make sure they kill him...He wants him dead ” “Who is this....He?” Rave stops and walks away from Shelley.

Shelley fixes his shirt and watches Rave leave. “Getting all in my grill for nothing....Shoo’ who he think he is?” Randi looks around and walks up to Shelley. “Hey girl...wassup?” “Rave has gone crazy since you’ve been out...he’s knocked down a couple of walls in his room ” “Maybe he wanted some more space.”

Randi follows Shelley as he heads for the door. “I don’t know, Alex....It’s like something got into him.” “Sure its just not his time of the month?” “This is serious All he wants to know about is this...Shredder guy and what he could do and what he did ”

Shelley steps into the elevator and looks at Randi. “Theres nothing to worry about, I’m sure he’ll be ok...Just call me if you need me. Alright?” Randi nods as the doors of the elevator close. Randi sighs and shakes her head. “I gotta clear my head...This is getting ridiculous, Why am I worried about Rave? I mean...I could rip him apart ”

Rave watches from across the hall, He smiles sickly and rubs his hands together. “Stupid Freak.”

Streets Of NY

Stryker whistles as he walks down the street in the rain. “Gotta keep a happy face Or else something else will happen...just keep happy.” Stryker sighs and lifts his head up. “La-la-la-la-la....” Homicide hits Stryker in the back of the head and drags him into a back alley violently.
“Think you gonna get rid of me that easy? ” Homicide takes his bandana and wraps it around Stryker’s neck, He pulls back as Stryker gasps for air. Homcide punches Stryker in the face and lets go.

“Alright punk, You probably thought you were scot-f*ckin’ free last time right? ” Homicide kicks Stryker in the ribs and steps over him. “It’s one thing to be a paid hit but its another not to give me respect.” Smokes walks up to Homicide and hands him a blue bottle.

Stryker tries to crawl away but Low-ki pins him down with his foot, Shelley sets up his camera on a roof and aims it so it’s looking down on the alley, He puts a garbage bag over the camera and cuts a hole for the lens. “Nobody’s getting my baby wet.”

Homicide pulls Stryker up by his hair and smirks. “Know whats in this bottle, son? Hm? It’s a little cleaning substance that white families use....I dunno, I think it’s called Drain-o. Hell on your neck if you swallow it.”

Homicide pops the cap off of the Bottle and holds it over Stryker’s mouth. “Too bad for you, you don’t have a choice.”

To Be Continued...

[Katie]

you...you're leaving us hanging?????


NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!


:D :D :D :D


Excellent as always ;)

[The Stryker]

Homicide punches Stryker’s neck and then pours Drain-o all over Stryker’s face, Stryker quickly falls to the ground and tries to crawl away slowly, He coughs and hacks up Drain-o as Homicide just laughs and kicks him.

Shelley smirks and zooms in on the scene. “Alright, here you go Ravey...The death of the Stryker.” Shelley grabs a aluminum bat on the roof and waits. Stryker sticks his fingers down his throat and vomits quickly. Homcide laughs alittle more and looks at Smokes.

“Look at this bitch, Can’t hold it...” Low-ki looks at Stryker and shakes his head. “Lets just it over with.” “Why? I promised he would suffer and thats exactly what I’m gonna do.” Homicide pulls out a small knife and presses his forearm against Stryker’s neck.

Homicide holds the knife near Stryker’s mouth and tries to cut out his tongue. “Come on ” Stryker kicks Homicide in the balls and then knees him in the ribs, Stryker grabs his knife and Stabs Homicide in the stomach.

Stryker slides away and trips Julius Smokes before shooting into the air with the jet boots, Stryker barely makes it past the fire escapes when Shelley rears back and smashes Stryker’s boots with the aluminum bat.

Stryker falls back down and smacks against the fire escape guard rails on the way down. Shelley throws the bat over the edge of the roof and dusts off his hands. “Happy travels Heh....man...what am I doing?”

Shelley pulls out his cell-phone and dials 911. “Yo, Police? Theres a beating going on in a back alley...on Bakers and Hash. All right.” Shelley turns off his phone and breathes deeply he turns around and see’s something in front of him. “Oh....Holy, where have you guys been?”

Shelley smirks and knocks over the camera before being knocked down himself. “Hold on! You guys attacked me first! Ah f*ck.”

Stryker twitches on the ground and tries to stand up, Low-ki Kicks him in the face and sends him into a wall, Stryker spits up blood and breathes heavy, He grabs a bat on the ground and swings it, Hitting Low-ki in the kneecaps. Smokes tries to grab Stryker but he is quickly smacked away with the bat.

Stryker kicks Homicide in the stomach and then chokes him with the bat. “You want to kill people!? Kill me! Come on! Kill me!” Stryker reaches back and punches Homicide in the face twice before being pulled off of him by the police. “Hold on there...you’re coming with us.” Stryker gets handcuffed and dragged out of the Alley.

The Police throw Stryker into the Police cruiser and drive away, Homicide struggles to stand up but watches the car drive away. “We’re not getting paid...”

War.....

Never truly beginning and Never truly ending

A Sad Sad fact about human existence is that it will always be destined

for War

To Be continued in July

[Katie]

JULY?!?!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!


You know how much I enjoy your stories :D I can't wait to see how this one turns out 8)

[Ra]

Bah. Who needs Styker anyways? He's like a drug, since we keep on coming back for more and more and...

Ah, who am I kidding?! I'll be awaiting for your sweet return in July as well!