Em Cal: Dragon Ascending Chapter 10

[TG007]

dude this story is like honestly one of the best ive ever read....i LUV this...

[Speed Demon]

Hi guys, thanks for the kind words. Here's the 5th chapter of Em Cal DA. It's not much, but I hope you like it anyways. If you want to ask me about the dishes Em Cal and Angela are eating, don't hesitate to do so.



Em Cal sprayed Aqua Di Gio all over himself, but just enough so that it wouldn't be too much. He thought about shaving off his goatee, but he decided he wasn't going to change too much for a woman. He undid his ponytail and began to brush and comb his long auburn hair. After it was neatly done, he went through his closet, looking for a suit to wear. He finally put on a navy blue tailor made suit. He looked at himself in the mirror to check for any error in his appearance. There was none.


Em Cal got inside his triple black '71 Barracuda. The engine purred as it came to life. Em Cal backed out of the driveway and sped out into the night.


Angela was waiting outside by the time Em Cal arrived. She had her hair pulled into a neat bun. She was wearing an ice blue negligee with stiletto heels and an expensive tennis bracelet.


Em Cal got out of the car to meet her. She smiled as he approached.


"Nice car," she said. "I'm glad you brought that instead of the bike. It's a little chilly out here."


She glanced at her watch.


"Seven o'clock on the dot." she said.


Em Cal didn't say a word. He justed opened the car door for Angela. As Angela walked past, he got a whiff of her scent. It nearly drove him over the edge.


"You smell purty," he said his voice slightly rough with arousal.


"Thanks," she said, "and you smell good enough to eat."


She blushed the minute the words came out of her mouth. Em Cal saved her the embarrassment and closed her door.


As Em Cal got inside, he said to Angela, "I hope you like Filipino."


"Never had it," said Angela. "But I'm always willing to try something new."


"Glad to hear that," said Em Cal. He turned on his radio and sped off.


Agapito's Grill was located in Cherry Rock, a town that lied 15 miles from Titan City. It was quiet and less populated, which was why Em Cal chose it; he was less likely to run into someone he knew.


Em Cal walked over to the passenger's side once more and opened Angela's door. Then, he took her arm under his and walked inside Agapito's.


The place was packed once they were inside. It took Em Cal and Angela five minutes to find a table. They finally found one right by the live band they had playing.


"This place looks awesome." said Angela. "And I can smell the food from the kitchen."


The waiter, a small brown skinned fellow with slick black hair walked over to their table with two menus clutched under his arm.


"Hello, my name is Datu, I'll be your waiter for this evening, here are your menus."


Em Cal and Angela took their menus and read them for several minutes before making their decision.


"I'll have the lechon kawali with the avacado shake and bibinka for dessert." said Em Cal


"I'll have the pancit malabon with the buko juice and bibinka for dessert also," said Angela.


"Very well," said Datu, taking down their order. "Your orders will be ready in twenty minutes."


"So tell me, Em Cal," said Angela as Datu walked away. "Is that your real name?"


"That's what it says on my birth certificate." Em Cal replied.


"I like it," said Angela. "Very unique. What does it mean?"


"This is America, Angela," said Em Cal. "Our names don't mean shit."


Angela smiled the effect making her even more beautiful.


"Angela DiSanto," she said. "Angel of Saint is what my name means. I find that ironic since I'm totally far from an angel or a saint."


Em Cal laughed, a deep sexy laugh.


"Wow," said Angela. "That's the first time I've heard you laugh. You should do it more often."


Shouldn't be hard thought Em Cal. With you around.


"I've noticed alot of people respect you deeply," Angela continued. "Fear you as well. What do you do to make people react to you that way?"


"Well, I used to be a problem solver," said Em Cal.


"Really?" said Angela. "What kind of problem solver?"


"I made the bad people disappear," said Em Cal. "For a long long time."


"Oh I know what you mean," said Angela, "you were a hitman. That's hot."


"Yeah," said Em Cal. "I've been retired for two nearly two years, but I still make a killing if I have to."


"Very interesting," said Angela.


"Enough about me," said Em Cal. "How about you?"


"What about me?" Angela asked.


"Tell me a little about yourself." Em Cal said.


"Well, I'm a Cancer, my favorite color is blue, I enjoy reading Patricia Briggs' books, and I cook very well."


Em Cal raised his eyebrows, intrigued.


"Cooking, huh?" he said. "What's your best dish?"


"Well," Angela started, "my best dishes are chicken cordon bleu and enchilada casserole."


"Sounds good," said Em Cal. "Ever wanted to open up your own restaurant?"


"Oh, I dream of it," said Angela. "I used to have culinary classes at Titan University. I was at the top of my class. It was too bad I never finished."


"How come?" Em Cal asked.


"My parents died." said Angela. "My father was in debt to a local gang, so they killed him and my mother. I was 19 years old at the time."


"I'm sorry," said Em Cal


"Don't be," said Angela. "So I was left to fend for myself and look after S.D. after that. I had no choice but to drop out of school. I had to do what I had to do to keep money on the side. I think that's why I've been so resentful toward S.D. I gave up all I had to raise him. Man, I'm a terrible sister."


"No, you're not," said Em Cal. "Any other sister would have thrown your brother into an orphanage, but you chose not to. And it's not your fault nor S.D.'s fault what happened to your parents."


Angela smiled a little.


"So, what's one thing you've always wanted to do?" she asked.


"Huh?" said Em Cal not expecting the question.


"What have you always wanted to do?" Angela repeated. "You can't have possibly wanted to be a hitman all of your life."


Em Cal considered the question and came up with an answer.


"Well," he started. "I've always wanted to be a linebacker for the Assassins."


"Really?" said Angela. "Have you ever played football?"


Em Cal nodded his head.


"When I was in highschool, I was a defensive tackle. Every quarterback was scared to face me. They could never pass the ball to their running back without getting sacked. In my freshman year, I averaged 6 sacks per game. I finished that year with 72 sacks."


"Wow," said Angela. "You would have done well with the Assassins. So how come you never pursued football?"


"Some things aren't meant to be." said Em Cal. "My career chose me before I chose it."


The food finally came. Em Cal and Angela ate in peache. Though they kept shooting glances at each other while they were eating.


"Good food, Em Cal," said Angela


"Yeah," said Em Cal, patting his belly in appreciation. "Best meal I've ever had."


"Best meal you've had so far." said Angela. "I'm gonna cook you dinner one day."


"Sounds good to me," said Em Cal.


The band began to play Georgia Gibbs' 'Kiss of Fire'. Several couples were getting up to dance.


"Would you like to dance?" Em Cal asked?"


"Would love to," said Angela.


Em Cal took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. They began to dance with Em Cal leading the way. They sidestepped, waltzed, and two stepped around the dance floorr. Both moved with grace.


"Wow," said Angela as they left Agapitos. "I didn't know you could dance."


"Why would you?" said Em Cal, smirking.

"Fair enough," Angela said. "But you sure made me realize one can have fun without resorting to illegal activity."


Em Cal drove Angela back home. Walking over to the passenger's side, he opened the door. Angela got out.


"You impress me Em Cal." she said smiling. "You should see me again."


"You got it," said Em Cal.


"Well," Angela started, "see you around."


"Not if I see you first, beautiful." said Em Cal.


Em Cal watched her go inside. Then he headed back home.

[wwechristina]

Great chapter, SD!!! It was really nice to see the softer side of Em Cal when he was with Angela. I definitely like to read more. Keep it up and good job!

[Dark_Lady_18]

Nice to see a new dimension to Em Cal. Like the new addition.

[TG007]

mm i like this chapter.....hehe sexy em cal...=P

[StPunkTakersAngel]

I didn't know Em was light on his feet. Hehehe. Keep it up!

[BigBadUndertaker]

Nice addition to the story SD. :)

[Lizifer]

Dancing? Now that's a nice mental image. I like the soft spot in Em Cal's rather frigid heart, it's nice to see him take a shot with Angela.

Nice chapter, SD.

[Speed Demon]

Hey guys, thanks for the comments. I appreciate them. Here's the 6th chapter of Em Cal: D.A. Enjoy



It was another busy night at the Se7en Spades. Em Cal counted the money from the cash register and put it in the safe in his office. He was tired and desired nothing more than his bed.


As he got on his bike, the Blackberry went off. Grumbling to himself, he answered it.


"Yeah?"


"Yo, Cal," It was S.D., "we have a problem. I need to see you."


"Can't it wait until tomorrow?" said Em Cal irritably.


"No, it can't wait, man." said S.D. "Please Cal, it won't take long.


"Alright fine," Em Cal said. "Where are you?"


"Home," said S.D.


"Alright, I'll be there in twenty minutes."


He hung up without giving S.D. a chance to say goodbye.


"More shit to wipe up." muttered Em Cal as he got on the Indiana.


"S.D. was waiting on his front lawn with a metal baseball bat in his hand.


"What's the problem?" Em Cal asked.


"It's Thursday." said S.D. "The laundromat owners haven't been playing their protection money. So I thought me and you should go down there and see what's up."


"Boy, why do you need my assistance?" Em Cal asked. "You could do this on your own."


"I feel like we're a team now." said S.D. "C'mon, we can take my car down there. You can drive."


The two men walked in unison toward the orange Legend and got inside.


When they arrived at the laundromat, S.D. said to Em Cal running, Cal, this isn't going to be long."


"Good," said Em Cal, lighting up a Winston. I don't want to be here any longer than I have to."


S.D. disappeared. Em Cal took the oppurtunity to call Angela. He got her answering machine.


"Hey, Angie," Em Cal started. "Just calling to see how you were doing, take care now, y'hear?"


Gunshots rang out. The next second, S.D. was running out of the laundromat as fast as he could. He got inside the car and yelled. "Quick Cal, smash on it!"


Em Cal accelerated, but not before he got a glimpse of the culprits. Two Asian men carrying pistols ran out of the laundromat, shooting at the Legend. Em Cal drove as fast as he could and didn't stop until they reached S.D.'s place.


"Why did you bring a baseball bat?" asked Em Cal. "Why didn't you bring a gun?"


"I didn't think I would have to resort to using one," said S.D.


"Lemme tell you something, boy," said Em Cal. "You want to be on top of the food chain, you gotta be prepared for whatever's being thrown at you. You gotta expect the unexpected, you gotta be constantly vigilant. Get it together, S.D."


"Alright, I hear you Cal." said S.D.


"Now what happened in there?" Em Cal asked.


"I went in there to confront Angus about the money when those two Chinese guys come up to me and said, "This isn't your business anymore," and the next thing I know, I'm being shot at."


"Em Cal did not say anything for a while, he just lit up another Winston.


"What're we going to do, Cal?" S.D. asked.


"First off, I want you to buy a new car," said Em Cal. "This one is too noticeable. Second, we're going to find out who those assholes were and make them pay. They made a big mistake by letting us live. Tomorrow, we'll go back to the laundromat and do us a little stakeout. Do you have a camera?"


"Yes," said S.D.


"Good," said Em Cal, "we're going to get pictures of those assholes and find out who they are."


"Good plan," said S.D. "Those bastards are going to be sorry they ever messed with us."


"Well, I'm going home," said Em Cal. "I'll talk to you tomorrow."


He got out of the Legend and got onto his Indiana for the ride home.


***

For the next few days, Em Cal stalked the laundromat, using a different car. He was having no luck so far, as he looked out for the two culprits who shot at S.D.


It was an 89 degree night. Em Cal sat in a battered '87 Crown Victoria, sweating profusely (the air conditioner didn't work). He had parked the car opposite the laundromat, S.D.'s digital camera clutched in his hand. So far, there was nobody coming out of the laundromat. It was boring.


Then, a black '95 Toyota Camry with tinted windows pulled up in front of the laundromat. Three men got out of the car. They were all Asian.


Quickly, Em Cal took three snapshots of the three men. He then waited until the trio went inside the laundromat to leave. He headed straight to S.D.'s house.


"Recognize any of them? Em Cal asked S.D. after he uploaded the pictures on the computer.


"Yeah," said S.D. "The first two are the ones who shot at me. I don't know who the third one is though."


Angela, who had been upstairs, walked in the room. Em Cal gave her a wink as she looked at him.


"Hey guys," she asked. "What're you both up to?"


"Trying to figure out who the hell these guys are." Em Cal replied.


Angela looked at the screen. Surprisingly, a look of recognition came across her face.


"Hey, I know these guys," she said. "These guys are the Dragon King Triads. They were one of the most feared gangs in Titan City back in the 80s. But every since their war with the Bing Kong Tong, their influence diminished greatly."


"Do you know these guys here?" asked S.D.


"Yeah," said Angela, "the one with the scar below his left eye is Kenji. He's the muscle. The second one is Kenji's brother, Chen Yu. He's the second lieutenant. And last but not least, this one is Chao Ming Li. He's the leader of the Dragon Kings. If it weren't for him, the Dragon Kings would be in complete disarray."


"The Dragon Kings Triads, huh?" said S.D. "Those punks just messed with the wrong people. "We're going to shut their slanty eyed asses down."


"If it helps, they have several businesses they use as fronts. One of them are noodle stands scattered all around Chinatown." said Angela. "I say you should target those first, give them a taste of who they're messing with."


"You're absolutely right," said Em Cal. "S.D., call up your boys and tell them to get ready. I'm going to call some of my boys and tell them to get ready too. We're going to torch those noodle stands. Angela, you get ready too.


Angela's eyes lit up.


"Finally, some fun around here," she said. "It's been dull around here for the past few days."


At ten-thirty, Angela, S.D.'s gang and Em Cal's gang teamed up and drove around Chinatown. They were armed with Molotov cocktails.


They reached the first noodle stand. Angela and S.D. threw the bottles. Pretty soon, a spectacular blaze started. People began to scream and run as the flames grew higher. Angela and S.D. ran back to their cars and sped away.


"Em Cal, we just torched the first noodle stand," said Angela via walkie talkie.


"Good job," said Em Cal. "Tell me where the second is."


"It's about two miles away," said Angela. "It's on Chan Avenue,"


"Alright," said Em Cal. "Me and the boys are on our way right now, meanwhile you get the next one."


"Will do," said Angela.


By the time they were done, eight noodle stands were set ablaze. Everyone met up at Em Cal's house.


"Alright, missione accomplished," said Em Cal, "We've got that out of the way. But don't this this is over. The Dragon Kings will find out that we're responsible for this. But when they come at us, we're going to take the fight to the death, do you hear me?"


"TO THE DEATH!" shouted everyone.


"Good," Em Cal said. "Now you all go back to your business. And remember, we haven't seen each other all night, got it?"


Everyone muttered in agreement before leaving. Angela was the only one who remained.


"I never thanked you for taking me out," she said.


"No need to," said Em Cal. "The fact that you enjoyed yourself is all that counts."


"Yeah, we should do it again sometime." said Angela.


"No problem," said Em Cal. "Until then, see you soon."


As Em Cal turned to go inside, Angela said, "Wait, I've got something to give you."


She gave him a kiss on the lips. Em Cal returned it with interest.


After they pulled apart, Em Cal said, "Right, I'll definitely be seeing you soon."


"Bye Em Cal," said Angela.


Em Cal watched her leave. Then he went inside the house and watched T.V. until he fell asleep on the couch.

[TG007]

mmmmmmm....badass and sexy....great mix

[Lizifer]

Hah. Even though S.D has improved and grown up since the first installment, he still has a lot of learning left to do.

[Dark_Lady_18]

Great addition. They'll be able to take out the Dragon King Triads no problem

[TakerFan2010]

cool this was a great chapter

[wwechristina]

Great chapter SD!!! It's about time Em Cal and Angela kissed I want to see what happens next. Good job and keep going

[Speed Demon]

Hi guys, thanks once again for the kind comments. I present to you, the 7th chapter. Enjoy



Em Cal took a good look at the newcomer. He was tall and good looking with sleek blond hair, tanned skin, and pale blue eyes. He looked more like a life guard than a potential member of Black Venom.


"So you think you got what it takes to be in this club, pretty boy?" said Em Cal, disdain etched in every syllable of his voice.


"Yes, sir," said the new comer.


"Well, we'll see, won't we?" Em Cal said.


He circled around the new comer slowly like a wolf stalking his prey. Then those icy green orbs met his blue ones, before Em Cal struck him with a stiff right hand. As he fell to the ground, Em Cal advanced on him, kicking and stomping him.Then the other bikers jumped in it, stomping every available part. This went on for five minutes. After the beating surceased, the new comer slowly got to his feet, his face bloody and battered. But Em Cal could see determination in the eye that wasn't swelling up.


"Alright, kid, you survived this one," said Em Cal. "But you've still got alot of work to do. You will go on trial for a week and if you're up to our standards, we'll let you in."


"Thank you, sir," said the new comer through swollen lips.


"Don't mention it," said Em Cal. "The rest of you get out of here."


Bit by bit, the rest of the men began to depart, leaving Em Cal alone.


Em Cal slipped on his leather trench coat and sunglasses. Then he stepped outisde into the warm summer night. He got on his Indiana and sped off.


It had been two weeks since Em Cal and company torched the noodle stands. While there was no response from the Dragon King Triads, Em Cal and S.D. were expecting one. As a result, he and S.D. decided to recruit new members for their respective gangs. Em Cal had at least 20 new members of Black Venom.


Em Cal pulled up in front of his house. That's when he noticed that his door was ajar. That was odd; he specifically remembered locking it.


Quickly pulling out his .44, Em Cal walked quietly into his house. There were a few items knocked on the floor, but the living room was empty. Next, Em Cal went into the kitchen. Still nobody there. He checked the laundry room. It was also empty. He was about to check into the basement when he heard a noise upstars. He stalked upstairs, the .44 leading the way. He then went into his bedroom. It was empty. He looked under the bed. There wasn't anyone under there.


"Maybe I'm just paranoid," muttered Em Cal. "There's no one in here."


That's when the closet door opened. Two masked assailants came toward Em Cal with silenced pistols pointing at him. Ducking their shots, Em Cal aimed his .44 at first and fired twice, hitting him in the chest and stomach. The second one, charged at Em Cal, knocking him down. The two scuffled on the ground for a while, the second assailant getting of best of Em Cal, striking him repeatedly with the pistol. Out of desperation, Em Cal grasped the hired gun's windpipe. The hired gun tried to pry Em Cal's hand off of his throat, but Em Cal's grasp was too strong. He passed out.


Ignoring the gash above his right eye, Em Cal took off the dead assailant's mask. He was an Asian man with short blond hair. As he examined him closer, Em Cal noticed a tattoo on his neck. It was of a dragon with a crown on its head.


Em Cal took off the other's mask. He was also Asian with long hair and a scruffy beard. He had the same tattoo on his neck.


One by one, Em Cal carried the bodies to his basement. He put the unconcious one on a cot and tied him down. Then he lit up a cigarette and waited for the hired gun to wake up.


The hired gun finally came to. Em Cal crouched down to his level and said in a low dangerous voice, "How did you find me?"


The hired gun spat at Em Cal. Em Cal let out a mirthless laugh and disappeared. He reappeared with a giant axe.


"I've never used this before," said Em Cal, a dark leer on his face. "Congratulations, you get to be my first victim."


Em Cal raised the axe in the air. The intruder screamed, "No, please!"



"Does this mean you have something to say?" he said. "If not, you lose a limb."



"Okay,okay, I'll talk," said the hired gun. "We've been following you for the past week. We got a tip from a witness, who saw you pull off after blowing up the noodle stands. It was pure luck that we happened to see you coming out of Dirty Dan's Diner. So we decided to pounce on you when you least expected it. Please, DON'T KILL ME!!"


"Well, that depends you piece of shit," said Em Cal. "Did Chao Ming Li send you?"


"Yes," said the hired gun." "The Dragon King Triads have put a $50,000 bounty on your head. I have failed to kill you, but someone will eventually."


Em Cal's lip curled.


"Is that right?" he said. "Well, don't go mistaking me for an easy kill. You done fucked with the wrong man. You best believe I'mma bring it to you guys. Now I've got a date with Chao Ming Li. You, you've got a date with death.


As the hired gun shouted, "NO!" Em Cal brought the axe down on his throat. His head fell to the floor with a dull thud.


For the next few hours, Em Cal went to work. He buried the bodies deep into the desert. Then he cleaned up blood that was smeared on the floor and walls. The house wasn't safe enough anymore, so Em Cal, packed up his things and checked into a motel.


The next day, he traded in his Indiana for a cherry red Harley chopper. Then, he went to S.D's shop. S.D. wasn't there, so he had to wait until he arrived.


It was a couple of hours later when S.D. returned, he was driving a battered blue Chevy Caprice.



"Hey, S.D., we need to talk," said Em Cal


"Sure," said S.D. "What's up, Cal?"


Em Cal told S.D. about the two hired guns.


"Holy shit," said S.D. "How did they find you?"


"They spotted my bike," said Em Cal. "Listen, I think you and Angela should check into a hotel for a while. They probably have your house under surveillance too, waiting for the right moment to pounce.


"What're we going to do about the Dragon King Triads?" asked S.D.


"Nothing yet," said Em Cal. "Let them make the first move, let them think we're intimidated by then."


"Sounds like a plan," said S.D.


"Yeah," said Em Cal. "You should go home and start packing now." If you see anything suspicious, don't hesitate to call me."


"Alright," said S.D.


He got back into his car and drove off.



***

"Can you tell me why you chose this bar?" Em Cal asked.


"This has a relaxing vibe to it," said S.D. "Besides, you need a break from the Se7en Spades."


Both men were in the Red Flamingo, a night club. Em Cal didn't care too much for the bright neon lights and the hardcore techo music.



As they sat at a stool, a man with bright pink hair said to them. "What would you like to drink?"


"Give me a Jack and Coke," said Em Cal.


"Man you always order that," said S.D. "Try something different for a change."


"I don't want-" Em Cal began, but S.D. cut him off and said , "Hey bartender, cancel the Jack and Coke and give him a sour appletini."


The bartender nodded. Em Cal scowled at S.D.


"What?" said S.D. "You need to change up a little. "Try a little variety for a change."


"I ain't changing nothing," said Em Cal, lighting up a cigarette.


Two ladies walked over to where Em Cal and S.D. were.


"Hey, would you too like to dance?" asked the one with long red hair.


"Hell yeah!" said S.D. "What do you say, Cal?"


"No, I'm fine where I am," said Em Cal


"Your loss," said S.D. "C'mon ladies,"


S.D. disappeared with the two women. Em Cal grunted and muttered , "Why did I agree to let him take me to this place?"


He took a sip of the appletini. It wasn't bad. He looked around at the crowd, dancing and having a good time. It was all so boring to him. He'd rather be with Angela.


Em Cal continued to observe the crowd. It was then when he saw an Asian man, sitting in the back. A jolt of recognition surged through Em Cal's body.


S.D. came back. He had lipstick all over his face.


"Yo, I'm having one helluva night," he said "You should have joined us, Cal."


"S.D.." said Em Cal, "Chao Ming Li is here."


"What?" said S.D. "Are you serious?"


"As a heart attack," said Em Cal. "See him?"


"That's him alright," said S.D. "Let's go bust his ass."


"I heard that," said Em Cal.


The both of them went over to where Ming Li was sitting. He looked up at Em Cal and S.D. with a nonchalant expression on his face.


"Well, well," said S.D. a looked of hatred on his face. "Nice to finally meet you, Ming Li."


"Do I know you?" asked Ming Li


"Yeah," said S.D., cracking his knuckles. "I'm the one you went your boys after, the one whose laundry business you took away.


"You must be S.D., said Ming Li with an arrogant smirk that made Em Cal wish he had his gun on him."That wasn't anything personal, it was just business."


"Well, it's going to be just business, when me and my partner here kick your ass from here to Hong Kong." said S.D.


Ming Li laughed.


"You're so funny," he said. "You wish to fight me when you're totally outnumbered."


"What the hell are you talking about?" Em Cal demanded.


Ming Li snapped his fingers. Eight Dragon King Triads rose from their tables. S.D. looked dumbfounded.


"What're we going to do, Cal?" he whispered.


"Fight," said Em Cal. "You take the four on the right, and I'll take the four on the left."


As the first one approached him, Em Cal picked up a chair and brought it down on his head, breaking it. People began to scream and headed for the door.The other three circled Em Cal. Em Cal quickly pulled out his pocket knife and gored the closest one. One of them jump on Em Cal's back and tried to choke him, but his neck was too wide. Em Cal flipped him over onto the table, breaking it in half.


"Cal, I could use some help here!" shouted S.D. as he fought off two Triads at once.


Em Cal rushed to S.D.'s aid, pummeling the Triad into oblivion. There were three Triads left standing. Em Cal lifted S.D. up and threw him at the remaining three. They fell to the floor, unconcious.


"Damn, you could have gave me the heads up," said S.D., holding his ribs.


They walked out of the club, breathing hard. Waiting for them were twelve more Triads.


"Oh man," groaned S.D. as the Triads surrounded him and Em Cal. "We're not going to win this one."

[wwechristina]

Wow!! Great chapter,SD!!! I definitely like to read more. It was really cool seeing Em Cal defending himself. Good job and can't wait for chapter 8

[Dark_Lady_18]

Cool chapter this one. Can't wait to see how they get out of this.

[StPunkTakersAngel]

Awesome chapter,SD! Can't wait to read more!

[Speed Demon]

Thanks, guys, you're the best. I just love your feedbacks. Here's chapter number 8


When Em Cal came to, Angela was hovered over him, wiping his face with a wet rag. His face hurt, along with the rest of his body.


"Where am I?" he asked.


"Shhh," said Angela. "You're in Beef's basement."


"Beef?" repeated Em Cal


"Yeah," Angela said. "Beef and Hutch found you and S.D. in front of the Red Flamingo unconcious in front of the Red Flamingo."


"Em Cal sat up from the bed that he had been lying on, though his instantly regret it; pain erupted in his head, but he refused to show it. Showing weakness in front of a woman was repugnant.


"Now that you're concious, can you please tell me who did this to you?" Angela asked.


"The Triads," Em Cal said. "The mention of the Triads wiped out all of the pain, replacing it with anger and a hunger for vengeance.


Angela stiffened.


"The Triads? she asked


"Yeah," said Em Cal. "I've got to admit, Angela, I underestimated Chao Ming Li and the Triads. They're more well organized than I thought. My arrogance cost me and S.D."


"It sure did," said S.D., who'd just walked in the room. He looked as if he'd been in a car wreck. One eye was swollen shut and there were cuts and bruises all over his face. His white t-shirt was torn and stained with blood. "I didn't know Chao Ming Li rolled that deep."


"So, what're we going to do?" asked Angela.


"Get revenge," said Em Cal. "We're going to tear them apart bit by bit. But first, we gotta seize more territory, gain more influence." Those Triads are gonna wish they killed me."


"I think you should find Ming Li's house and set it on fire." said Angela.


Em Cal and S.D. looked at her


"If you really want to make the Dragon King Triads sit up and take notice, you should target Ming Li's place."


"Good idea, sis," said S.D. "But we don't know where Ming Li resides."


"Then we find out," said Em Cal. "We find out Ming Li's pattern and schedule, follow him from point A to point B. And when the time is right, his house is going to be on the 10 o'clock news. So who's in it?"


"I'm in," said S.D.


"So am I," said Angela. "I know a guy whose good with explosives. I'll give him a call."


"You do that," said Em Cal. "Until then, I'm going back to my hotel room."


"I think you should stay here," said Angela with a hint of concern in her voice, "you might have a concussion."


Em Cal laughed a harsh laugh that his his already bruised ribs.


"I've been hurt worse than this. A concussion ain't nothing."


***

Em Cal was in a tub filled with ice, soothing his bruised battered body." That's when his Blackberry rang. He answered it.


"Hello?"


"Em Cal," it was Beef, "you've got to come over quick."


"Where are you?" asked Em Cal


"At the warehouse," answered Beef.


"Alright, I'll be over in twenty minutes." said Em Cal


***
Em Cal parked his chopper in front of the warehouse. Beef was waiting for him.


"What's so damn important that you had to drag me out of my bath?" Em Cal asked.


"Three Dragon King Triads tried to trash S.D.'s shop," said Beef, "me, and Hutch killed two of them. We kept one alive and brought him here. We're waiting on your say so on what to do with him."


Em Cal followed Beef inside the warehouse. The other bikers and Angela were threre surrounding the Triad, who was fettered to a chair, bloody and bruised, but Em Cal recognized him. It was Ming Li's second, Chen Yu."


"Well, well, well." said Em Cal, an evil smile coming across his face. "Nice to finally meet you, Chen Yu. We're gonna have some fun. Guys, get the bench."


When Beef and Hutch returned with the bench, Em Cal bound him to it, then covered his face with a cloth and tilted his head back. Angela got a bucket of water.


"Now, Chen Yu, you're going to do some talking for me," said Em Cal. "And if you don't, Angela here's gonna let you have it. Now where does Ming Li live?"


"I will never tell you that," spat Chen Yu under the cloth. "My honor will never waiver!"


"Not the answer I wanted to hear." said Em Cal. "I guess we'll have to show you how serious we are. Angela?"


Angela poured water on Chen Yu's head. Chen Yu choked and sputtered.


"That's it Angela." said Em Cal as he removed the cloth. "Do you give, Chen Yu?"


"You will never break me," gasped Chen Yu.


Em Cal tsked.


"Fine, have it your way," said Em Cal quietly. "Go ahead, Angela."


Angela poured the water over Chen Yu's head once more. This went on for half an hour, but Chen Yu refused to give up.


"I grow tired of tis, Chen Yu," said Em Cal. "Either you tell us where Ming Li lives or we take this up a notch. Hutch, find the gasoline."


Hutch nodded and looked for the gasoline. When he returned with the gasoline, Em Cal took it and began to pour it all over Chen Yu. Then he got out some matches. He was a nanosecond from ligght it up when Chen Yu said, "Okay I'll talk!"


"Okay," said Em Cal. "Spill the beans."


"He lives in Cherry Grove, 1670 Fong Drive." said Chen Yu. "That's the truth, I swear!"


"Cherry Grove, huh?" Em Cal "Haven't been there in years. I'm looking forward to the trip. As for you, I see no more use for you. See you in the next life, Chen Yu."


He lit the match and threw it on Chen Yu's body. The sound of Chen Yu's screams and the smell of burning flesh was overwhelming. Several bikers threw up on the spot.


"That takes care of him," said Em Cal, his eyes glued on the charred body remains. "Angela, did you call your friend whose good with the explosives?"


Angela nodded.


"She says the bomb will be ready in a week." she said.


"Good," said Em Cal. "That gives me plenty of time to stalk Ming Li. Now get rid of this body. Dump it outside in the trash."


The bikers went to work, carrying Chen Yu's burnt body outside. Angela and Em Cal were left alone.


"I haven't seen you since we were in Beef's basement." said Em Cal


"I've been busy helping S.D. run his shop." said Angela. "Y'know I ought to kick your ass. You haven't been calling me lately.


Em Cal laughed


"I'm sorry, darlin' ", he said. "I should have been calling."


He put his arm around her.


"Want to get a bite to eat?" he asked.


"Sure," said Angela. "I'm craving White Palace."


"You got it," said Em Cal.


They both walked out of the warehouse, both of them holding hands.


***


"This is it," said Em Cal, pulling next to a Cape Cod style house. "It's 10:52, which means Ming Li and his family are out of the house at one of his restaurants."


"You sure man?" said S.D.


"Positive." said Em Cal. Now I'm going inside to plant the bomb. You're on the look out. If Chao Ming Li or any of the Dragon King Triads show up, ring the alarm. My crew will be showing up soon, so if this turns into a shootout, they'll be ready.


Em Cal got out of the car and headed toward Ming Li's house. Pulling out a silenced MAC-10, he opened the gate and headed toward the back of the house. Two large pitbulls ran toward Em Cal, snarling and hungry for blood. Em Cal lit them both up. Taking out a crowbar, Em Cal forced the back door open. He entered, the MAC-10 leading the way. He searched for the door that lead to the basement. He finally found it in the living room. He crept down the stairs and headed toward the furnace. When he got to the furnace, he took the bomb out. Em Cal planted the bomb and set the timer on it. With a minute to get out of dodge, Em Cal ran up the stairs and out of the house.


By the time he reached the car, there was a loud explosion that nearly busted his eardrums. There was a huge fireball, as the house was lit up.



"Holy shit," said Angela, who was sitting in the back seat. "Now that's what I call a fire."


Em Cal said nothing. He just got into the car and drove off, the bikers trailing him.


They all met up at the warehouse. Em Cal counted them off. There were thirteen of them.


"What I did was a risky move," he said to them. "The Dragon King Triads are going to know we were behind blowing up Ming Li's house. But we'll be ready for them. We will fight to the death!"


"TO THE DEATH!" shouted everyone.


"Damn right," said Em Cal. "We're gonna show them who they're dealing with. Now get out."



"All except S.D. and Angela left.


"You know what this means, don't you?" said Em Cal. "They're going to launch a counter attack. "I suggest you stay away from your house altogether.


S.D. nodded.


"I'm ready for them." he said. "When they make their move, I'll be ready."



"You'd better," said Angela. "Because we've just opened up Pandora's box."

[TG007]

ahhh cool!!! i hope they tear these people to peices...mmmm greattt story