L.N.S.A, Chapter 1: So It Begins
alma, sin, los nino, military, thriller, fiction, jesse, lnsa
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They were believe to be dead, but how wrong they were. Now the group known as the Los Nino’s Sin Alma ( The Children Without Souls) have one thing in mind, the total demise of every living thing.
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They were believe to be dead, but how wrong they were.
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Prologue
Phone Conversation
Date: June 20, 2020
Time: 1:35 A.M.
Operator: Password.
Unknown: Zulu, Niner, Kilo, Foxtrot, One, November.
Operator: Please hold.
-Short Pause-
Brice: How’s the project coming?
Unknown: Is that anyway to greet an old friend, Brice?
Brice: My apologies, how are you?
Unknown: Fine dear; just tried of being confined in that lab all day.
Brice: I’ll try to fix that.
Unknown: Thank you.
Brice: Now what about the project?
Unknown: We’ve made incredible strides in the past months, it won’t be long until it’s at 100%
Brice: Excellent. When will it be ready for a field test?
Unknown: You know I can’t determine that, this thing is a sensitive piece of equipment.
Brice: So, you had set backs?
Unknown: . . . .
Brice: I’ll take your silence as a yes.
Unknown: Rest assured, once it’s fully operational we'll put in the field.
Brice: Look, I don’t want to be breathing down your neck, but we have a lot at stake.
Unknown: No need to remind me.
Brice: Then you know why this project needs to be accomplished as soon as possible.
Unknown: I’ll see what I can do.
Brice: Keep me updated.
Unknown: Will do.
-Call Ended-
July 5, 2020
12:35 P.M.
Brice: It’s good to hear from you sir, how’s the wife?
Whitmore: Cut the shit, Brice, I want to know about
Red Strom.
Brice: I’m afraid I can’t disclose that information, your clearance level doesn’t give you access to this project.
Whitmore: I’ve been faithful to the company for years.
Brice: And we thank you for that.
Whitmore: Let me finish.
Brice: My apologies, please continue.
Whitmore: But still I’m treated like shit on someone’s boot.
Brice: Colorful analogy.
Whitmore: It’s the Goddamn truth. This has to change, Brice, I’m tried of being left in the dark.
Brice: I understand your frustration, and I agree. You’ve been loyal to the company for almost twenty years, and it’s not fair to leave you out of the loop. So, Mr. Whitmore you have my word that I will fight unrelenting to change this travesty.
Whitmore: Thank you.
Brice: We'll be in touch.
- Call Ended-
July 10, 2020
4:00 A.M.
Brice: You’re in. You now have access to Red Strom.
Whitmore: I don’t know what to say, thank you Brice.
Brice: It’s the least I can do for a friend.
Whitmore: You have no idea how much this means to me.
Brice: If you would like, I could arrange a trip to the base so you could see the project.
Whitmore: Yes, that would be perfect.
Brice: How does the 17th sound?
Whitmore: That’s fine.
Brice: We'll be in touch, Mr. President.
Whitmore: I like the sound of that.
- Call Ended-
July 11, 2020
5:49 P.M.
General: You better have a fucking good reason for calling.
Brice: Why are we so angry today?
General: I’m freezing my nuts off in here, that’s why.
Brice: Well, don’t worry; I’m sending you a package that should warm your heart and those testicles.
General: And what that the fuck could that be?
Brice: A basket full of porno videos, with wine and cheeses.
General: Shit, you know me to well, Brice.
Brice: But is that a good thing or a bad thing?
General: Hell if I know. So what’s on the agenda?
Brice: James Whitmore.
General: The monkey you boys are planning to groom as President?
Brice: Yes.
General: Shit, the guy who cleans the toilets is higher ranking then he is.
Brice: I know that, but all I need from you is to keep him occupied.
General: So you want me to feed him bullshit and make him thinks he’s worth a damn.
Brice: Bingo.
General: I'll do it for the porno.
Brice: Good man.
General: Whitmore is a republican isn’t he?
Brice: You have a problem with republicans.
General: Yeah, I do.
Brice: May I ask what that is?
General: They're nothing but homo’s, shit spews out of their mouths and they have a stick up their asses.
Brice: HA HA HA H A, isn’t every politician that way?
General: True.
Brice: He’ll be there on the 17th
General: Fine, I’ll humor the bastard.
Brice: Thank you, General.
General: Talk to you soon.
- Call Ended-
October 5, 2020
10:35 P.M.
Operator: Password
Natasha: Fuck off you cock sucker.
-Short Pause-
Brice: That’s not the password, Natasha.
Natasha:
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To be honest with you, this is very hard to read, line by line dialogue, with no sense of setting or character, just straight dialogue. I think it would all be enhanced if written in a traditional style, giving the readers a sense of what's going on, it'd be much easier to read. Just my opinion. Hope it helps.