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Head of The Table Life goes on
“Time waits for no man nor beast.” Every being knows this, the truth of life that the world will not stop for you for whatever the reason, whether you dying of cancer, grieving over loved ones, or you are locked up in jail and the world has to wait for you to break out, not in a thousand years, life moves on so you have to catch up at all costs. After Ben was out of the picture, life just threw them to the dogs, hungry, callous, dogs and they had to fight death many, many times. When Brian was under his barbaric rule causing havoc, he inflicted a scuffle and sent the two brothers, the knights, Mila and Risa, into serious medical attention. Brian was however fearful of these two because he knew these two weren’t the muscle for nothing and by the looks, they were more threatening than Ben was, so after crossing the red on Ben he went to deal with these two. A week after Ben was sent to jail the brothers had woken up, they were lively enough to walk but not enough to put up a fight agai
Head of The Table Hijack
Power, money… one without the other was insufficient, intertwined to bring the perfect figure of how true dominance transfigures, yet it was this embedded vine that each wanted, to get a taste one begged while the other burnt the whole garden to keep this and last tree for himself. Ben was aware by now that one on one he would outmatch Brian in any combat, martial arts, taekwondo, sumo wrestling, name it, Ben was superior in each but sadly the world doesn’t work like that but by the law, “Favors the one with the twig and disfavors the one who lacks.”, rule since the first ray of light. Brian had however branched his power, apart from the other two countries he had under his palm, home was the initial start and there was his foundation, so this small island was his goldmine one Ben preyed to snatch from him and do karma a favor. Under Elizabeth’s power, she was in charge of Madagascar’s activities from the highest bidder to the miser who stole bread to buy powder while Ben handled the
Head of The Table It doesn’t matter
He saw it coming… the war had left the docks, he ignored the signs and his warehouse back home is in smithereens, will he ignore it again because he pinned in his mind that Ben’s next attack is always bigger than the last. Taking precautions necessary he tightened his security, in every street, corner he circulated the air with a head hit on the first sign of Ben or his crew, this he applied Mexico and Japan because for him he was his priority, these two were the nig guns in his arsenal and he will protect it with his life and put others on the cross before they stepped their foot on the artificial land, whose toxins were off the charts yet remnants still surfaced adapted to this alien inhabit. So, for all he cared, the warehouse was the only thing that put Madagascar in his mind, and now that it was ash, he could rub off this itching scrab off his back and focus his priorities, he donated the island to streets kids to grow sweet on trees and drown rivers in chocolate he would care
Head of The Table Played the player
“Attack every structure… leave no stone plastered to its core, all of it down.” He ordered, wise from the start he had laid his plan and each was falling in place, the capture of their now ownership production site was proof. Ben had cooked this idea in a split second… Brian anticipated his moves but surprisingly Ben knew he would, so he let him think he will go with the same idea and walk into a slaughter house smiling the butcher knife blinding with the silver reflection it glanced back, but all meanwhile he had his actual plan in his back pocket. So, he made Brian think he was trying to escape so he can tighten his security, pull more guards, and eventually be easy as answering one’s own questions… the rage in Brian’s eyes, the disappointment in his heavy breaths was confession it worked like magic. So, the two chess players sat, at their pieces they were thinking, Brian had all the pieces minus some few pawns but Ben… the soldier was outplaying him with knights and bishops, one by
Head of The Table C4 Arsonists
“His arrogant but not dumb, he will arm his security.” He said, this advice made the sacrifice worthwhile, all the bloodshed for the greater cause. Ben till now had grown mentally to expect the worse amidst the best, that any moment they maybe locked by the bird in sky and a whistle of death will blow them out of existence disintegrate them like paper, and if this did happen then what? This question and his survival mentality made him have more than one plan, just like in prison he had a backup, Ben planned to invade one of Brian’s bases and he knew there was one of two. Best scenario they overpower and succeed… worst case they be wiped out and if this does happen plan B was in phase. Brian had one major and only safe access in the island, the port, this was his gateway so if he was to be cut off completely this port was the heart, the other entrances like air were thrice as armed and he was well known for his dirty work so that was not some attention they needed. Driving away they s
Head of The Table On a Leash
They croaked, annoyingly, consistently, “Our well!”, the hoarse shrieks filled the empty whispers… till eventually he let them have it, they want their well let them have it. He had given up on the pity time wasting scuffle with amateurs, Brian aiming to heed to his fiancée’s recurrent pleas did all his actions for his love but now it was his own love… and there was no room enough for these frogs. After Ben had successfully breached and seized the docks and managed to limit its access, he had cut off Brian’s attempt to enter the island and realizing this he figured he will give him his island if he wants it so bad. Factually speaking this made Brian more focused on his two big kingdoms, he had planned to take over Mexico and soon half of the south America, also he had the northern side in his bucket list, so with these dreams it was reasonable he focusses on the bigger picture. “If he wants the island so bad let him keep it.” he convinced his spouse, his hands cupped gently on her ch
Head of The Table Poof!
A month’s journey max, all plans were in place, one remained the final piece gluing each in place. Known only by the two, one in hospital the other better off guided the crew ready to embark the salsa dance with death on her clear blue unpredictable isle. Praying for protection cruising away far from land, further from the known, closer to the unknown, sliding on the Indian waters, rough in a blink and smooth in another, the breeze guided the sails the rest the man on the wheel handled the lives of those tasked. While the sea did its worst on the victim of circumstances shipmen, wrenching them with sea sickness, vomiting their guts out, hallucinations blurred their minds making the line of sanity invisible, making man and fried pork same, cannibalism creeped in insanity chained on the ankle, another puffed dictator was planning on his money laundering technique to his clients. Calculated and stood on the chances his before shipment 4 months ago was near exhaustion, he sought to refil
Head of The Table Sit and Watch
Exchange of fires, he held the woodland camo sniper rifle steady, the base balanced on the shoulder to take the recoil impact after each fire, one… two… three… eventually he lost count, his eye was glued on the scope, finger on the trigger letting the muzzle send its ear blasting message to any moving thing in black, eventually like the number of shots he lost the number of lives he took, the headcount was over the bar but the smoke from the muzzle signified the coffins needed. Having let his guard down like in previous experiences where he lost the island, then he lost his cargo, and now his golden goose was slipping from his fingers. But how was it possible, Brian did learn from his experience liking amping the security where things were not in his favor, so was he the one wrong or were his opponents just too good. Turns out news of stollen shipment of a cartel travels faster than the death of a king, after Ben managed to steal the shipment Brian became tensed and overwhelmed by th