User blog:1dra7/Mafia - Chapter 2: Operation Bridge Bomb

Mafia, Chapter 2: Operation Bridge Bomb

Written on: 7/15/12

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Seph is now under a short panic. Fred, the local chef, was killed in a tragic explosion. Police are scattering around the various scenes; Kevin's home and the gas station.

Detective Lance Brale, the head detective in all of Hawaii and its conjoining island, was hired onto the scene. At Kevin's shabby old apartment, Lance begins searching the area for any vital clues.

"You found him like this?" Lance asks, taking off his brown hat.

"Well, he found us...kinda..." Kathleen mutters.

"Not funny. You say he crashed through your roof?" Lance asks. His brown police coat blows in the wind, with the sound of policemen searching the area.

"Yes." Kathleen says.

"Interesting..." Lance says.

Downstairs, Kevin is confronted by two policemen. Jerry and Hanson Renalds, brothers in the police force. Twins, moreso than anything. Both have black hair and blue eyes. They even have matching blue uniforms.

"What did you see?" Jerry asks.

"I didn't see anything. I heard a loud noise and ran to get Kathleen. I found Fred inside and a hole in the roof." Kevin says.

"Uh huh..." Jerry says.

"Jerry, stay here with Lance. I'm heading down to the gas station." Hanson says. He walks out of the apartment and down to his squad car.

At the gas station, police search the ruins and find little signs of life underneath. Hanson pulls up and steps out.

"This is a dead end, Hanson." A detective says to him.

"What do you mean by that?" Hanson asks.

"We aren't getting any evidence off of this rubble. We found a few bodies earlier but to no avail. They're vegatables; we can't get anything from them." The detective says.

"Bombing? Is that what this was?" Hanson asks.

"Pretty much. We've found a small disk in the rubble which, according to our specialists, made something light ablaze, which caught the gas pumps on fire. So, this might have been a suicide or something." The detective says.

"Mafia or gang activity, I bet." Hanson mutters to himself.

"I'm calling down some investigators at Interpol. I hope you don't mind Constable Jackson and Contessa coming down to the island." A policeman walks up to them.

"Contessa? She's back from her vacation in Italy?" Hanson asks.

"Yes sir." The policeman says.

Hawaii's very crowded at this time of day. A large bus is driving quickly down the traffic filled bridge on its way to Seph.

The blue, metal walls line the entire bus. It's shrouded in darkness, really. The windows are tinted so much that nobody can be seen.

"We're making it by." An italian woman says. Clarissa, a fashionable tailor for Mafia, sits in the back. Her brown hair falls back behind her, and her green eyes meet up with another---John.

"Get them ready." She says. John smiles. His buzz-cut brown hair swifts in the air as John grabs a small bomb.

"I'm happy I chose to play football in high school." John laughs. He pretends to throw something.

"You made sure Sarah stayed back at the E-Vac station right?" Another person asks. Bumba, a voodoo extroardinaire. She's a Jamaican woman with small intentions. She has black hair and brown eyes, and is holding a voodoo doll for good luck.

"She'll act her way onto the planes to get over here with food shipments. She'll bring everyone to our little base of operations." Clarissa says.

"Very good. I think we're close enough to the drop-off now." Bumba says, looking out of her window. They're halfway to the island. Clarissa nods and stands up. She looks down at a seat nearby and picks up a ladder. She places it below the emergency hatch. She opens it up and stands back.

John smiles and picks up a small bag and a lighter. He climbs the ladder and reaches the bus top. He stands up and laughs as the bus drives through slow traffic. He pulls out a small black bomb, and lights the wick up. He throws it off the side of the bus. It lands on the railing of the bridge.

Constable Jackson is already on his way inside of a squad car. He and his wife, Sydney, are on their way to Seph to find out what's going on. Jackson, with his short brown hair and blue eyes, sits back in the traffic. He rubs the stubble on his face for a few minutes.

"Do we really have to do all this? Why couldn't we come out here on vacation instead of work?" Sydney asks. She lays her seat down to the back of the car, where she lies down.

"This job is what makes the money FOR a vacation. We could stay here for a while, if you want." Jackson smiles. Sydney sits up, and they both lean in for a quick kiss before moving the car forward.

Boom.

It's Chaos. Half of the bridge falls off into the ocean. The support beam below gives out entirely. Jackson barely notices a figure throwing bombs down on the bridge. People are quick to abandon their cars.

"What on earth..." Sydney quietly mutters. Jackson jumps out of the car, and so does she. They run quickly down the breaking bridge.

John quickly lights a bomb and holds it. A few moments later, he throws it down beneath the bridge. Before it lands in the water, it explodes and takes out a support beam. The bus plows through the abandoned cars.

Jackson and Sydney race through the rubble. The bridge is slowly collapsing beneath them. John throws another bomb behind them, to destroy all connection with Hawaii. He then lights another and tosses it beneath a small car.

Another explosion. The car flies up into the air and lands on a large group of people trying to get to Seph. Jackson and Sydney run up to a broken area. Seph is just in their reach. Sydney grabs onto his white shirt.

They have to jump, otherwise they're stuck. They both take a leap of faith and make it across. Everything behind them instantly collapses. They're miles from Hawaii now. There's no turning back. The bus speeds off into the island and vanishes from sight. Sydney and Jackson make their way off of the bridge and onto the island. Before any others could make it on, everything falls. The two were extremely lucky.

Police arrive on the scene to bring the two survivors to safety.

"My god..." Hanson scoffs. Lance and Jerry walk up to view the destruction.

"What happened?" Lance asks.

"Bombers..." Jackson says, trying to catch his breath.

"Bombers?" Lance asks.

"Someone bombed the bridge repeatedly." Sydney cries out.

"Contessa has to get here by plane now. Great. We have a big investigation to do and we have to put it to a halt." Jerry sighs.

"There aren't going to be many imports coming in. Let's get those bakers to work. We need food until this island is connected to Hawaii again." Hanson says.