Targets Are Acquired
Frank
Puente Antiguo, New Mexico
June 2, 2011
Frank and Mary Williams were siblings, although there was an eight year gap between the two. He worked for Dona Ana Munitions in Las Cruces, which was on the border of Mexico, and had left home a long time ago. At that stage, Mary had never even thought about it. She worked at the local 7-11 since she was a teenager.
Frank had arrived late the previous night, where he’d been hoping to spend some quality time with her. She was telling him about the new guy in town, the one that hung around the crazy scientists of their small town.
Mary continued to talk to Frank passionately, “You should have seen this guy. He is so cute and loud, and I think he’s British.”
“Sure, Mary, British people always come to New Mexico. I bet it was on his bucket list.” he teased her sarcastically.
“Frank, you are such an asshole,” she answered in a casual way, “So, what’s new at work? You said something last night about some new bullet?”
“Yeah, we’re working on a new bullet for a sniper rifle that’s faster than what’s out there now.” Frank expected praise or surprise, but to his dismay, his sister was looking distractedly out the window with a confused expression on her face. He followed her gaze, nose scrunching up.
“What the hell? Look at those freaks. Where did they come from?” Mary exclaimed, seeing strangely dressed people cross in front of the store window.
“Eh, maybe they are going to the Renaissance Fair and they’re lost. Maybe they forgot to make a left turn at Albuquerque,” Frank suggested randomly, always making a joke. His sister just rolled her eyes.
They both watched who looked like Lady Sif and the Warriors three walk by, before looking rejoiced at obviously bumping into somebody they knew. .
“Oh, that’s him in the blue shirt. See, he’s so cute.”
Frank gave a simple chuckle at his sister’s usual antics, “Who’s the girl that’s hanging off of him?”
“That’s one of the nerds. I am so going to kick her ass. She’s trying to take my man.”
Although Frank knew she wasn’t being serious, he couldn’t help but struggle not to laugh. “Yeah, okay. It’s amazing that you can say that with a straight face.” Frank paused for a moment. “Hey, I’m going to head back to the house and take a shower.”
“Yeah, you smell. I’m going to go in the back and stock up. I'll be out of here in about two hours.”
Frank had no idea that those would be the last words that he would hear from his beloved little sister.
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Frank walked the two blocks to Mary’s house and took a shower, enjoying himself thoroughly after such a long trip. When he came out, he grabbed the white fluffy towel off the shelf to dry himself off before starting to get dressed. A few minutes later, he heard a loud commotion going on outside and poked his head out the window; People were yelling and screaming, pointing down the street. As Frank turned his head, he saw it; a giant silver thing of nightmares a block from his current location, heading towards him. Then, its head opened up and a fire beam shot out, blowing up a car.
Frank jumped back, grabbing his remaining clothes and throwing them on as fast as he possibly could as he made his way out of the bathroom. He grabbed a double barrel shotgun on his way out of the house, wanting to get to Mary and make sure she was okay, the monster was closer to her location than his. Much to his horror, he saw the monster turn its head towards the gas station. It felt like he was watching in slow motion as the face opened up one more and fired in his sister’s direction.
“No!” he screamed as the fire came out and blew the place sky high. He couldn’t believe what was happening, it appeared to be a direct hit as he ran towards it. As he got closer, it was abundantly clear that the gas station had been blown to pieces. He tried to keep calm, but the tears began slipping down his face the closer to the station he got. “Mary! Mary, where are you? Mary!” he kept screaming in an attempt to find her, but it was no use. The flames were too hot and he couldn’t get any closer. He looked around frantically, what was the time? Had she already left the station? She could be okay. Maybe she got out before the building exploded. ‘God, please let her be okay, ‘ he thought hopefully but something caught his eye.
He found her, laying on the ground, face down. She wasn’t moving and when he crouched down beside her, he discovered she wasn’t breathing either. Her skin was covered in red sores and blood; she was burnt on the majority of her body, ruining the once innocent body of his little sister. He couldn’t stop the tears that began falling down his cheeks rapidly as he sat there.
As he tried composing himself, he noticed a blond-haired jackass approaching the monster. Seeing how the man approached the monster, made him have the suspicions that it was his fault the monster was attacking them. His sister was dead because of that man, she only saw the good in him, but he was trouble. Frank grew bitter and angry, then turned his head back towards his precious sister.
Suddenly, he heard people screaming. When he turned back around to see what was happening, he saw the blond guy flying through the air, and the scientist was running to his side. There was a blinding light and the blond dude was back up, but he had somehow changed into armor and was holding a large hammer.
The man charged the monster with absolute determination. Within seconds, a tornado formed in the town as the fight between the two continued. Frank couldn’t see, but held onto his sister in some attempt to keep her safe. The tornado slowly stopped to reveal the monster laying on the ground defeated. ‘So he killed it’, Frank thought bitterly, but it was after him. If he wasn’t here, that thing never would have come, and Mary would still be alive. Everyone was treating him like a hero. What the fuck? Mary was dead. Someone had to pay, and it was going to be the blond-haired man.
Frank looked down at the shotgun. ‘That would work,’ he thought. However, before he had chance to pick it up, black SUVs started coming from every direction, and men in black suits hopped out of the cars. ‘Figures. The goddamn government is going to cover it up,’ he thought.
Frank looked down at his sister, feeling weak and unable to do anything. He was overflowing with emotion as just held his sister in his arms and cried.
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June 11, 2011
Cemetery in Galisteo, New Mexico
Frank was exhausted as he stood over her grave, his eyes closed for a few moments as he tried to remember his sisters laugh, but he couldn’t get the image of her burnt body out of his mind. He was glad that Cindy, Matt, and Mike had come out. And was extremely shocked to find out that Henry had died on the very same day as Mary.
“What the hell is the world coming too?” Frank asked, rhetorically.
“I know, right? I don’t get it, what’s the problem with our family,” Matt answered as the two sat on a bench by themselves.
“You haven’t been able to find anything out?” Franks asked him, knowing Matt was having a hard time coping without any answers.
“Nope. I had my job threatened twice, so I backed off. All I know is that some guy named Banner is involved.” Matt looked up. “What about you?”
“Something about Thor. He’s from another planet, apparently some alien. I heard it on the radio, so I don't know how true it is.”
“I want the bastard dead,” Matt almost growled.
Frank nodded in agreement instantly, it was like Matt could read it mind right now. He couldn’t believe that nobody was condemning the real people that killed his sister or Henry. “You and me both. So, what happens now, because obviously, the government is covering it up.”
“I don’t know.” Matt replied before pausing. “Wait a minute, you said that you’ve been working on a new bullet for a sniper, right?”
“Yeah,” Frank confirmed, confused as to why he wanted to talk about work.
Matt’s face turned serious as he leant in slightly, “What I am about to tell you is very classified,” he warned. “I have been working on a new alloy. It’s supposed to be lighter and stronger than any metal on earth. It is a silicon-carbide vibranium alloy. Do you think you could make a bullet head out of it?”
“Yeah, I think so. We’re working on a new bullet for the Barrett M82 50. cal. version M107. The bullet is a Raufoss Mk 211 high explosive round. It is faster and more powerful than anything the military has,” Frank replied, the clogs in his head turning as he worked out what Matt was thinking.
“You know that once we start this, there’s no turning back, right?”
“I know, but someone has to pay,” Frank replied, he was not going to let his sister die without justice. And if the officials weren’t going to do it through legal channels, then he’d do it any way he can.
“Hey, guys, there you are,” Cindy said as she approached them with her brother Mike, shaking them out of their conversation.
“We have been looking all over for you, too,” Mike added.
The two men were still sitting on the bench. They knew that they would sleep on it for the night and then touch base tomorrow. Although, they both knew that the other would be committed to avenging their loved ones.
June 2, 2011
Frank and Mary Williams were siblings, although there was an eight year gap between the two. He worked for Dona Ana Munitions in Las Cruces, which was on the border of Mexico, and had left home a long time ago. At that stage, Mary had never even thought about it. She worked at the local 7-11 since she was a teenager.
Frank had arrived late the previous night, where he’d been hoping to spend some quality time with her. She was telling him about the new guy in town, the one that hung around the crazy scientists of their small town.
Mary continued to talk to Frank passionately, “You should have seen this guy. He is so cute and loud, and I think he’s British.”
“Sure, Mary, British people always come to New Mexico. I bet it was on his bucket list.” he teased her sarcastically.
“Frank, you are such an asshole,” she answered in a casual way, “So, what’s new at work? You said something last night about some new bullet?”
“Yeah, we’re working on a new bullet for a sniper rifle that’s faster than what’s out there now.” Frank expected praise or surprise, but to his dismay, his sister was looking distractedly out the window with a confused expression on her face. He followed her gaze, nose scrunching up.
“What the hell? Look at those freaks. Where did they come from?” Mary exclaimed, seeing strangely dressed people cross in front of the store window.
“Eh, maybe they are going to the Renaissance Fair and they’re lost. Maybe they forgot to make a left turn at Albuquerque,” Frank suggested randomly, always making a joke. His sister just rolled her eyes.
They both watched who looked like Lady Sif and the Warriors three walk by, before looking rejoiced at obviously bumping into somebody they knew. .
“Oh, that’s him in the blue shirt. See, he’s so cute.”
Frank gave a simple chuckle at his sister’s usual antics, “Who’s the girl that’s hanging off of him?”
“That’s one of the nerds. I am so going to kick her ass. She’s trying to take my man.”
Although Frank knew she wasn’t being serious, he couldn’t help but struggle not to laugh. “Yeah, okay. It’s amazing that you can say that with a straight face.” Frank paused for a moment. “Hey, I’m going to head back to the house and take a shower.”
“Yeah, you smell. I’m going to go in the back and stock up. I'll be out of here in about two hours.”
Frank had no idea that those would be the last words that he would hear from his beloved little sister.
-x-o0o-x-
Frank walked the two blocks to Mary’s house and took a shower, enjoying himself thoroughly after such a long trip. When he came out, he grabbed the white fluffy towel off the shelf to dry himself off before starting to get dressed. A few minutes later, he heard a loud commotion going on outside and poked his head out the window; People were yelling and screaming, pointing down the street. As Frank turned his head, he saw it; a giant silver thing of nightmares a block from his current location, heading towards him. Then, its head opened up and a fire beam shot out, blowing up a car.
Frank jumped back, grabbing his remaining clothes and throwing them on as fast as he possibly could as he made his way out of the bathroom. He grabbed a double barrel shotgun on his way out of the house, wanting to get to Mary and make sure she was okay, the monster was closer to her location than his. Much to his horror, he saw the monster turn its head towards the gas station. It felt like he was watching in slow motion as the face opened up one more and fired in his sister’s direction.
“No!” he screamed as the fire came out and blew the place sky high. He couldn’t believe what was happening, it appeared to be a direct hit as he ran towards it. As he got closer, it was abundantly clear that the gas station had been blown to pieces. He tried to keep calm, but the tears began slipping down his face the closer to the station he got. “Mary! Mary, where are you? Mary!” he kept screaming in an attempt to find her, but it was no use. The flames were too hot and he couldn’t get any closer. He looked around frantically, what was the time? Had she already left the station? She could be okay. Maybe she got out before the building exploded. ‘God, please let her be okay, ‘ he thought hopefully but something caught his eye.
He found her, laying on the ground, face down. She wasn’t moving and when he crouched down beside her, he discovered she wasn’t breathing either. Her skin was covered in red sores and blood; she was burnt on the majority of her body, ruining the once innocent body of his little sister. He couldn’t stop the tears that began falling down his cheeks rapidly as he sat there.
As he tried composing himself, he noticed a blond-haired jackass approaching the monster. Seeing how the man approached the monster, made him have the suspicions that it was his fault the monster was attacking them. His sister was dead because of that man, she only saw the good in him, but he was trouble. Frank grew bitter and angry, then turned his head back towards his precious sister.
Suddenly, he heard people screaming. When he turned back around to see what was happening, he saw the blond guy flying through the air, and the scientist was running to his side. There was a blinding light and the blond dude was back up, but he had somehow changed into armor and was holding a large hammer.
The man charged the monster with absolute determination. Within seconds, a tornado formed in the town as the fight between the two continued. Frank couldn’t see, but held onto his sister in some attempt to keep her safe. The tornado slowly stopped to reveal the monster laying on the ground defeated. ‘So he killed it’, Frank thought bitterly, but it was after him. If he wasn’t here, that thing never would have come, and Mary would still be alive. Everyone was treating him like a hero. What the fuck? Mary was dead. Someone had to pay, and it was going to be the blond-haired man.
Frank looked down at the shotgun. ‘That would work,’ he thought. However, before he had chance to pick it up, black SUVs started coming from every direction, and men in black suits hopped out of the cars. ‘Figures. The goddamn government is going to cover it up,’ he thought.
Frank looked down at his sister, feeling weak and unable to do anything. He was overflowing with emotion as just held his sister in his arms and cried.
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June 11, 2011
Cemetery in Galisteo, New Mexico
Frank was exhausted as he stood over her grave, his eyes closed for a few moments as he tried to remember his sisters laugh, but he couldn’t get the image of her burnt body out of his mind. He was glad that Cindy, Matt, and Mike had come out. And was extremely shocked to find out that Henry had died on the very same day as Mary.
“What the hell is the world coming too?” Frank asked, rhetorically.
“I know, right? I don’t get it, what’s the problem with our family,” Matt answered as the two sat on a bench by themselves.
“You haven’t been able to find anything out?” Franks asked him, knowing Matt was having a hard time coping without any answers.
“Nope. I had my job threatened twice, so I backed off. All I know is that some guy named Banner is involved.” Matt looked up. “What about you?”
“Something about Thor. He’s from another planet, apparently some alien. I heard it on the radio, so I don't know how true it is.”
“I want the bastard dead,” Matt almost growled.
Frank nodded in agreement instantly, it was like Matt could read it mind right now. He couldn’t believe that nobody was condemning the real people that killed his sister or Henry. “You and me both. So, what happens now, because obviously, the government is covering it up.”
“I don’t know.” Matt replied before pausing. “Wait a minute, you said that you’ve been working on a new bullet for a sniper, right?”
“Yeah,” Frank confirmed, confused as to why he wanted to talk about work.
Matt’s face turned serious as he leant in slightly, “What I am about to tell you is very classified,” he warned. “I have been working on a new alloy. It’s supposed to be lighter and stronger than any metal on earth. It is a silicon-carbide vibranium alloy. Do you think you could make a bullet head out of it?”
“Yeah, I think so. We’re working on a new bullet for the Barrett M82 50. cal. version M107. The bullet is a Raufoss Mk 211 high explosive round. It is faster and more powerful than anything the military has,” Frank replied, the clogs in his head turning as he worked out what Matt was thinking.
“You know that once we start this, there’s no turning back, right?”
“I know, but someone has to pay,” Frank replied, he was not going to let his sister die without justice. And if the officials weren’t going to do it through legal channels, then he’d do it any way he can.
“Hey, guys, there you are,” Cindy said as she approached them with her brother Mike, shaking them out of their conversation.
“We have been looking all over for you, too,” Mike added.
The two men were still sitting on the bench. They knew that they would sleep on it for the night and then touch base tomorrow. Although, they both knew that the other would be committed to avenging their loved ones.
