Post by monkey on May 22, 2007 3:52:50 GMT -5
The rain poured down, but by the looks of things, wasn’t going to light up anytime soon. He sat there, glancing around at his surroundings.
On his right eye was a scar and on his left cheek was another scar. He got up and decided to head off, walking down the streets and into one of the parks “Ah Señor Kratos” a voice called out to him.
“What do you want now Rico?” Kratos asked back.
A dog, a Chihuahua, to be exact, jumped from a higher branch down to a lower branch “Man, why do you always gotta be like that?” replied Rico.
Rico was a Spanish Chihuahua, however, spoke with a Mexican accent.
“What does it matter to you anyway?” Kratos had asked back with a quick glare.
“Geez Louise, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning” joked Rico.
“Look, I’m not in the mood for any of your jokes alright?”
“Since when have you ever been in any mood for them eh?”
Though, Kratos didn’t even answer that one back as he was busy thinking of something else “Tell me, what is Señor Sánchez up to?” Kratos asked.
“How should I know?”
“You are of Spanish decent” added in Kratos.
“That was a joke…” though, he was cut off by Kratos again.
“Well?”
“Alright, alright, he is doing his normal thing you know, mainly looking for you, saying something about putting a bounty on you” Rico finally told him.
“A bounty? What for?”
“Beats me, but as near as I can tell, it’s something about you being a good fighter and he wants to prove it you know, so I guess you’d have to face some of his goons, and I have to say, they look pretty tough”
“That’s cause you’re Rico…” Kratos had said to him.
“And what’s that suppose to mean?” Rico asked back, but only to see Kratos leave.
***
Kratos walked on as the rain had lightened up to drizzling for now, heading down to the docks, only to be stopped by two Doberman “Señor Sánchez does not talk to strangers” one of them told Kratos.
“Yeah, so you best be just walking along now, unless you want trouble” added in the others.
“Trouble? Heh, you don’t know who you’re speaking too, but seeing as I need to speak to him, I guess I can lighten up for the time being, so you can tell him…Kratos is here to see him” replied Kratos.
“Ah Kratos, well, why didn’t you say so? He’s waiting for you inside, follow us”
Kratos then followed the two Doberman into the abandoned warehouse.
As Kratos entered, he eyed all the others, who were looking at him, though, he was soon taken to the office where Señor Sánchez sat.
He was a Border Terrier who spoke Spanish too, but English too “Ah, Kratos, welcome”
Kratos remained silent for the time being, not bothering to answer back.
“I see you heard about the little bounty I’ve decided to put on your head, and…I want to turn this into a game”
“A game?” Kratos finally spoke up “Sorry, but I’m not interested in playing any of your little games, so we’re going to cut to the chase alright? I guess you could call this my own game, and here are the rules, you can send any of your so called “fighters” to come and try and claim my head, and if any of them, by some sort of miracle, happen to do so, they get to take over your position as Don, however, if any of them fall by my paws, you can keep your position until I decide to come after you, and I promise you this, I will”
Kratos then turned and headed off, leaving Señor Sánchez there.
“Annabelle, would you please go and get Ignacio for me?” Sánchez asked a Pomeranian dog.
She gave a nod and headed off to go and fetch this Ignacio “You want to play a game Kratos? Very well then, we shall play your little game”
***
Later on that day, Ignacio was face to face with Sánchez “Ah, Ignacio, the fire lover, so to speak”
Ignacio was a Chihuahua, small, but deadly “Señor Sánchez, am I correct?” replied Ignacio.
Sánchez nodded in response “Have you heard of Kratos?”
“Kratos? It rings a bell…yes, I think I do actually…”
“Good, because I have a little job for you…” Sánchez then went ahead and told Ignacio what he wanted to be done.
***
“Oi Rico” Kratos called out.
Rico poked his head out of a trash can “Who? What? Are the British coming?” he asked at first before realizing it was Kratos “Oh, it just you”
“Can it Rico, I need to know some stuff in regards to Sánchez”
“Like what exactly?”
“What kind of goons he has working for him…not that it will matter anyway…”
“Well, he has Ignacio, Miguel and Alejandro as far as I know, but don’t ask who they are, cause that’s one thing I don’t know about…I mean, Sánchez has only spoken about them, I’ve never seen them or anything”
“Hmm…” Kratos seemed to think for a second before speaking again “Well, keep an eye out for them, and actually do so for once”
“Hey, relax man, you know me, I wouldn’t fail you”
“Yeah, I know you…all too well…” Kratos muttered to himself as he headed off.
***
As Kratos walked on, he head an explosion from a nearby factory. His eyebrow raised up in some sort of concern “Someone’s in there…yet, that factory’s been closed for quite some time…”
Kratos moved towards the factory and entered via the back entrance. As he walked through, he remained silent, scanning the area as well “Hmm…”
“Hola Señor Kratos” a voice called out.
Kratos turned around, but saw no one “Tell me something, do you know about November the 5th?” asked the voice.
“What’s it to you?” Kratos asked back as he walked through still, trying to find where the voice was coming from.
“Oh nothing much, apart from the fact that you should know that it is about fireworks and Guy Fawkes’ planned attack on parliament and today, I’m going to recreate that, but instead of parliament, it’ll be right here in this old abandoned fireworks factory” the figure stepped forward and revealed himself.
Kratos looked over and saw that the figure was standing there with a barrel of fireworks by his side.
“November the 5th…” Kratos muttered.
He kicked the barrel off down to where Kratos was standing, but not really aiming for him at all “Tell me something Señor Kratos, why do you wish to fight?”
“It’s simple, to rid the world of Sánchez and his gang, make this world, free as it were” replied Kratos.
Ignacio gave a chuckle “Ah, so you do seem to care for others then”
Kratos glared back.
“Or is it, that you still care for just yourself, but would rather fight us anyway for the fun of it?” added in Ignacio.
“That is none of your concern” replied Kratos as he watched Ignacio more closely.
Ignacio only chuckled as he made his way down to where Kratos was.
“Then tell me something Ignacio, what is it with you and fireworks hmm? Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to play with fire?” Kratos asked back.
“That is true, however, I found a…talent, as it were, with fire and lately, playing with fire has its advantages” Ignacio only smirked as he circled Kratos.
“So what? You’re going to try and blow this how fireworks factory with us inside?”
“Wrong, I’m going to blow this factory up, but with you inside it, whilst I on the other hand, will easily tell Sánchez that the great Señor Kratos is no more”
Ignacio laughed a bit as he neared the fireworks barrel.
Kratos though, noticed this and glared, but then grinned “You forget one thing…you’ve got nothing to light the barrels up with”
“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong Kratos” Ignacio pulled out a single match from behind his ear.
“You’re more pathetic than you are, one match to destroy this entire factory?”
“You shouldn’t judge anything by appearances” Ignacio struck the match on the ground “Don’t blink or you might miss is…”
Ignacio through the match behind him, letting it strike the barrel. There was an explosion and the barrel had exploded, though, one thing that Kratos wasn’t expecting was for the floor to start to catch fire.
Yes, Ignacio had it planned out by pulling gasoline on the ground beforehand.
As the barrel had exploded, Kratos quickly stepped aside as a firework flew past him and struck another barrel nearby.
Ignacio on the other hand, had seemed to vanished “The great Señor Kratos falls at the hands of none other than myself, Señor Ignacio” his voice chuckled.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself Ignacio!” Kratos called back as the fire spread to more of the fireworks.
“Oh, but I can guarantee your death, I can assure you that” the voice was now right behind Kratos.
Kratos turned to swing, but stopped he knew the voice wasn’t there. Though, he was searching for Ignacio, he reached through the flames and managed to grab him.
“Get over here you little mutt…” Kratos said pulling Ignacio back through the flames.
Ignacio was now starting to look a little freaked out “What’s the matter Ignacio? Can’t handle the heat?” chuckled Kratos.
Kratos then grabbed Ignacio by the neck and dragged him over to a nearby wall “Now I’m going to have to teach you something rather valuable…” Kratos begun as he slammed Ignacio’s head into the wall “Never…” he slammed his head again “Play with things…” again he slammed the head “That you can’t…” a fourth time he slammed it “Control…”
After slamming the head a fifth time, Ignacio’s head was bleeding quite a bit “Please…” Ignacio murmured.
Kratos gave a glare “Please? Hmph…I think not I’m afraid…”
And in a blink of an eye, Kratos tossed Ignacio aside, right beside a fireworks barrel.
Kratos had then turned and begun to make his way for the exit. Ignacio though, just sat there, nothing else he could do as the fire approached.
Before long, the fire was engulfing him as it spread to the barrel and seconds later, it had exploded.
Kratos walked out of the building just as it was still exploding, but much more now.
He turned and faced the building “Happy November the 5th Ignacio” he said as he continued to watch as the building had then begun to collapse after the remaining fireworks had gone off.
***
Before long though, he had headed to the park to try and find Rico “No where the hell has he run off to now?” he muttered as he glanced around.
A magazine of sorts, falls down and hits him in the face. Kratos took it off and glanced at the cover “Playboy…” he looked up in the nearby tree and saw Rico there.
As he threw the magazine aside, Rico spoke up “Hey man! That was my magazine!” he jumped down, but noticed it was Kratos “Oh…” he gave a quick nervous laugh.
Kratos though, having ignored what Rico had even said, just got straight to business “Okay, you found out anything about Sánchez’s boys?”
“Well, I’m not sure about Ignacio…”
“He’s dead” Kratos butted in.
“Ooo, you got him eh?”
Kratos gave a quick nod “But enough of that, what about Miguel and Alejandro?”
“Them? Well, I found out that Miguel is some sort of biker like one, you know, with the chains, bones and the leather” replied Rico “Still not sure about Alejandro yet though, ya know?”
“Hmm…I see…” Kratos thought for a second or so “Keep on finding out about Alejandro alright? I’ll keep my eye out for him and Miguel”
Kratos turned to head off “Hey, careful man” Rico called to him.
Kratos though, only gave a quick nod in response to Rico as he headed off.
On his right eye was a scar and on his left cheek was another scar. He got up and decided to head off, walking down the streets and into one of the parks “Ah Señor Kratos” a voice called out to him.
“What do you want now Rico?” Kratos asked back.
A dog, a Chihuahua, to be exact, jumped from a higher branch down to a lower branch “Man, why do you always gotta be like that?” replied Rico.
Rico was a Spanish Chihuahua, however, spoke with a Mexican accent.
“What does it matter to you anyway?” Kratos had asked back with a quick glare.
“Geez Louise, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning” joked Rico.
“Look, I’m not in the mood for any of your jokes alright?”
“Since when have you ever been in any mood for them eh?”
Though, Kratos didn’t even answer that one back as he was busy thinking of something else “Tell me, what is Señor Sánchez up to?” Kratos asked.
“How should I know?”
“You are of Spanish decent” added in Kratos.
“That was a joke…” though, he was cut off by Kratos again.
“Well?”
“Alright, alright, he is doing his normal thing you know, mainly looking for you, saying something about putting a bounty on you” Rico finally told him.
“A bounty? What for?”
“Beats me, but as near as I can tell, it’s something about you being a good fighter and he wants to prove it you know, so I guess you’d have to face some of his goons, and I have to say, they look pretty tough”
“That’s cause you’re Rico…” Kratos had said to him.
“And what’s that suppose to mean?” Rico asked back, but only to see Kratos leave.
***
Kratos walked on as the rain had lightened up to drizzling for now, heading down to the docks, only to be stopped by two Doberman “Señor Sánchez does not talk to strangers” one of them told Kratos.
“Yeah, so you best be just walking along now, unless you want trouble” added in the others.
“Trouble? Heh, you don’t know who you’re speaking too, but seeing as I need to speak to him, I guess I can lighten up for the time being, so you can tell him…Kratos is here to see him” replied Kratos.
“Ah Kratos, well, why didn’t you say so? He’s waiting for you inside, follow us”
Kratos then followed the two Doberman into the abandoned warehouse.
As Kratos entered, he eyed all the others, who were looking at him, though, he was soon taken to the office where Señor Sánchez sat.
He was a Border Terrier who spoke Spanish too, but English too “Ah, Kratos, welcome”
Kratos remained silent for the time being, not bothering to answer back.
“I see you heard about the little bounty I’ve decided to put on your head, and…I want to turn this into a game”
“A game?” Kratos finally spoke up “Sorry, but I’m not interested in playing any of your little games, so we’re going to cut to the chase alright? I guess you could call this my own game, and here are the rules, you can send any of your so called “fighters” to come and try and claim my head, and if any of them, by some sort of miracle, happen to do so, they get to take over your position as Don, however, if any of them fall by my paws, you can keep your position until I decide to come after you, and I promise you this, I will”
Kratos then turned and headed off, leaving Señor Sánchez there.
“Annabelle, would you please go and get Ignacio for me?” Sánchez asked a Pomeranian dog.
She gave a nod and headed off to go and fetch this Ignacio “You want to play a game Kratos? Very well then, we shall play your little game”
***
Later on that day, Ignacio was face to face with Sánchez “Ah, Ignacio, the fire lover, so to speak”
Ignacio was a Chihuahua, small, but deadly “Señor Sánchez, am I correct?” replied Ignacio.
Sánchez nodded in response “Have you heard of Kratos?”
“Kratos? It rings a bell…yes, I think I do actually…”
“Good, because I have a little job for you…” Sánchez then went ahead and told Ignacio what he wanted to be done.
***
“Oi Rico” Kratos called out.
Rico poked his head out of a trash can “Who? What? Are the British coming?” he asked at first before realizing it was Kratos “Oh, it just you”
“Can it Rico, I need to know some stuff in regards to Sánchez”
“Like what exactly?”
“What kind of goons he has working for him…not that it will matter anyway…”
“Well, he has Ignacio, Miguel and Alejandro as far as I know, but don’t ask who they are, cause that’s one thing I don’t know about…I mean, Sánchez has only spoken about them, I’ve never seen them or anything”
“Hmm…” Kratos seemed to think for a second before speaking again “Well, keep an eye out for them, and actually do so for once”
“Hey, relax man, you know me, I wouldn’t fail you”
“Yeah, I know you…all too well…” Kratos muttered to himself as he headed off.
***
As Kratos walked on, he head an explosion from a nearby factory. His eyebrow raised up in some sort of concern “Someone’s in there…yet, that factory’s been closed for quite some time…”
Kratos moved towards the factory and entered via the back entrance. As he walked through, he remained silent, scanning the area as well “Hmm…”
“Hola Señor Kratos” a voice called out.
Kratos turned around, but saw no one “Tell me something, do you know about November the 5th?” asked the voice.
“What’s it to you?” Kratos asked back as he walked through still, trying to find where the voice was coming from.
“Oh nothing much, apart from the fact that you should know that it is about fireworks and Guy Fawkes’ planned attack on parliament and today, I’m going to recreate that, but instead of parliament, it’ll be right here in this old abandoned fireworks factory” the figure stepped forward and revealed himself.
Kratos looked over and saw that the figure was standing there with a barrel of fireworks by his side.
“November the 5th…” Kratos muttered.
He kicked the barrel off down to where Kratos was standing, but not really aiming for him at all “Tell me something Señor Kratos, why do you wish to fight?”
“It’s simple, to rid the world of Sánchez and his gang, make this world, free as it were” replied Kratos.
Ignacio gave a chuckle “Ah, so you do seem to care for others then”
Kratos glared back.
“Or is it, that you still care for just yourself, but would rather fight us anyway for the fun of it?” added in Ignacio.
“That is none of your concern” replied Kratos as he watched Ignacio more closely.
Ignacio only chuckled as he made his way down to where Kratos was.
“Then tell me something Ignacio, what is it with you and fireworks hmm? Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to play with fire?” Kratos asked back.
“That is true, however, I found a…talent, as it were, with fire and lately, playing with fire has its advantages” Ignacio only smirked as he circled Kratos.
“So what? You’re going to try and blow this how fireworks factory with us inside?”
“Wrong, I’m going to blow this factory up, but with you inside it, whilst I on the other hand, will easily tell Sánchez that the great Señor Kratos is no more”
Ignacio laughed a bit as he neared the fireworks barrel.
Kratos though, noticed this and glared, but then grinned “You forget one thing…you’ve got nothing to light the barrels up with”
“Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong Kratos” Ignacio pulled out a single match from behind his ear.
“You’re more pathetic than you are, one match to destroy this entire factory?”
“You shouldn’t judge anything by appearances” Ignacio struck the match on the ground “Don’t blink or you might miss is…”
Ignacio through the match behind him, letting it strike the barrel. There was an explosion and the barrel had exploded, though, one thing that Kratos wasn’t expecting was for the floor to start to catch fire.
Yes, Ignacio had it planned out by pulling gasoline on the ground beforehand.
As the barrel had exploded, Kratos quickly stepped aside as a firework flew past him and struck another barrel nearby.
Ignacio on the other hand, had seemed to vanished “The great Señor Kratos falls at the hands of none other than myself, Señor Ignacio” his voice chuckled.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself Ignacio!” Kratos called back as the fire spread to more of the fireworks.
“Oh, but I can guarantee your death, I can assure you that” the voice was now right behind Kratos.
Kratos turned to swing, but stopped he knew the voice wasn’t there. Though, he was searching for Ignacio, he reached through the flames and managed to grab him.
“Get over here you little mutt…” Kratos said pulling Ignacio back through the flames.
Ignacio was now starting to look a little freaked out “What’s the matter Ignacio? Can’t handle the heat?” chuckled Kratos.
Kratos then grabbed Ignacio by the neck and dragged him over to a nearby wall “Now I’m going to have to teach you something rather valuable…” Kratos begun as he slammed Ignacio’s head into the wall “Never…” he slammed his head again “Play with things…” again he slammed the head “That you can’t…” a fourth time he slammed it “Control…”
After slamming the head a fifth time, Ignacio’s head was bleeding quite a bit “Please…” Ignacio murmured.
Kratos gave a glare “Please? Hmph…I think not I’m afraid…”
And in a blink of an eye, Kratos tossed Ignacio aside, right beside a fireworks barrel.
Kratos had then turned and begun to make his way for the exit. Ignacio though, just sat there, nothing else he could do as the fire approached.
Before long, the fire was engulfing him as it spread to the barrel and seconds later, it had exploded.
Kratos walked out of the building just as it was still exploding, but much more now.
He turned and faced the building “Happy November the 5th Ignacio” he said as he continued to watch as the building had then begun to collapse after the remaining fireworks had gone off.
***
Before long though, he had headed to the park to try and find Rico “No where the hell has he run off to now?” he muttered as he glanced around.
A magazine of sorts, falls down and hits him in the face. Kratos took it off and glanced at the cover “Playboy…” he looked up in the nearby tree and saw Rico there.
As he threw the magazine aside, Rico spoke up “Hey man! That was my magazine!” he jumped down, but noticed it was Kratos “Oh…” he gave a quick nervous laugh.
Kratos though, having ignored what Rico had even said, just got straight to business “Okay, you found out anything about Sánchez’s boys?”
“Well, I’m not sure about Ignacio…”
“He’s dead” Kratos butted in.
“Ooo, you got him eh?”
Kratos gave a quick nod “But enough of that, what about Miguel and Alejandro?”
“Them? Well, I found out that Miguel is some sort of biker like one, you know, with the chains, bones and the leather” replied Rico “Still not sure about Alejandro yet though, ya know?”
“Hmm…I see…” Kratos thought for a second or so “Keep on finding out about Alejandro alright? I’ll keep my eye out for him and Miguel”
Kratos turned to head off “Hey, careful man” Rico called to him.
Kratos though, only gave a quick nod in response to Rico as he headed off.