Hunted by Isiah Maisonet
The sun was beaming down onto earth. It was a hot day in the city of Dereon. The birds were chirping, the air smelled fresh and Brian, a.k.a. Whiplash, was sitting on a bench in the park enjoying the nice sun and getting cozy. The sound of motorcycles approaching catches my attention, two tall large men start approaching me, one of them is wearing a leather jacket and a junky shirt and baggy pants that are ripped while the other man seems more fancy, wearing a nice dark suit and leather shoes. “Are you Whiplash?” The fancy one asks. I raise my head to him and gaze at him for a moment. “Yeah, what’s it to you?” He sat next to me on the bench and pulled out a datapad to show me a picture of a man in a suit with greased hair that goes back. “We heard that you were the best bounty hunter in this sector . . . So how much credits is it gonna be?” he asked. I smile sinisterly. “How about 200,000 credits?” I reply selfishly. His eyes widened. “What are you running a scam? You trying to rob me!” he says, looking frustrated. I shrug in response. “Hey, business is business.” He sighs and rubs his temples. “You’ll get the money when the job is done alright . . . I’ll send you the info once you’re ready.” “Alright then,” I get up from the bench and stretch and take off to my apartment. After dropping the coordinates in the datapad, Whiplash arrives at planet NZ2 within the hour. He starts his hunt. He is responsible for tracking down and killing his target only known as Lockdown. He looks around, checking every bit of the city of Planet NZ2 until he sees him roaming the streets going somewhere and hiding, but not very well. As a result, Whiplash follows him. Lockdown eventually walks into a building but to get in there is a code, Whiplash notices that the building is across the street from a hotel, perfect for an 121
