Mastermind at Work (XCrown RP for NOC, #6/9)

[The Anomoly]

..:: JULY 10TH, 2018 ::..

Darkness. Cold, unforgiving darkness. And silence. Deafening, yet awakening silence. Broken only by light scratching and murmurs of voices, too far away to comprehend what’s being said or who’s saying what. We know nearly nothing about this situation. Your brain aches, your body is in pain, and you feel tied up…

A quick cut shows two people, tied back to back in chairs, with burlap sacks over their heads to obscure their identities, for now…

A cut back to what we now know is first person view, as we hear footsteps approaching. A violent smack is heard, before another smack, this one rocking the person we share a viewpoint with. The bag is ripped off their head, and bits of hair fall into view. Standing in front of us are two men, clad in all black with ski masks drawn over their faces. One is a skinny little twerp of a man, the other a bigly, meaty man. Both are carrying tasers on them, but no lethal weapons otherwise.

The camera cuts again, and we see the debagged person in the flesh. It’s Anomoly’s love interest, Evelyn, and she looks like a bloody mess. Bruised, smeared makeup, a complete mess. One could assume that the other person ties up is most likely their daughter, Olivia. The henchmen rip the burlap sack off her head to reveal our assumptions were correct. Both females look around this warehouse they’re in, but find no details in their location. Resounding footsteps approach and everyone turns to see a figure in a black trench coat and boots, his face obscured by an old Anomoly mask (think like the one from his old pic base). The figure stops, standing in between his henchmen, and leans down, sneering behind his mask. When he speaks, he sounds like the recordings of Jigsaw from the SAW movies.

Evil Mastermind: Ah. Glad to see the packages have awoken. Welcome, ladies, to the hell house.

Evelyn looks up, noticing the mask this man wears, and fearing the worst, speaks up.

Evelyn: Anomoly… is that you?

The evil mastermind laughs and shakes his head.

E.M.: Oh no, Evelyn. I am not your pathetic professional wrestling husband. I’m an old friend of the family. You'd recognize me if I unmasked, but where's the fun in that? It'll ruin surprises down the line.

Evelyn tries to lean back, cowering in fear from this deranged psychopath.

Evelyn: What do you want from us? Why are we here?

The evil mastermind just shakes his head, before turning to a table being pushed in by the meaty henchman.

E.M.: Truth be told, my dear, I really want nothing to do with you or your daughter. What I really want, is your bastard of a husband. That fucker has a debt to pay to me, and pay it he shall. You two… you’re just the cheese in the mousetrap that’ll draw in the prey.

The evil mastermind does a cliche evil laugh, before stepping up to the table and browsing the instruments at hand.

E.M.: For years, I knew that rat bastard. For years, we paraded around as best pals. Then, he found you and slowly began to leave me. Never truly left, but the bonds grew stronger as we did more dangerous and more illegal shit. And when you left him, he blamed me. Said my bad habits drove you away. Well, if that’s the case, then I’m going to have my way with you two. Some good ol’ fashioned torture. Make sure you all never forget my name. Never forget the man who drove apart your family.

The mastermind turns to Evelyn and grabs her by the face, moving his face right into hers, screaming, his voice crackling the voice modulator he had installed in the mask.

E.M.: That son of a bitch was the only person I had in my life, and you went around flaunting your stuff at him! You stole him from me! The one man who I considered a friend, a brother! You mesmerized and banged him, getting knocked up and trying to seperate us!

The mastermind stands up, and slaps Evelyn across the face, rage filling every fiber of his being.

E.M.: Your plan all along was to keep us from each other. You hated me from the get go, and wanted me gone! Dead! That’s why you always busted us, but then when your failure of a boyfriend got in trouble, you’d run in bailing his ass out!

The mastermind takes up a branding iron, then a pair of common kitchen tongs, and finally some lighter fluid and a match.

E.M. This is going to be fun. 17 years of pent up anger and rage, all coming to a head. God’s gonna cut you down, bitch. And cut down your whore of a daughter, too.

Evelyn begins to sob, hiding her face as the tears smear what once was perfectly done-up makeup. 

Evelyn: Please... don't hurt my daughter. Hurt me if you must, but leave her out of this!

The mastermind just shakes his head, smiling behind his mask. He sets down the objects and kneels in fromt of Evelyn, lifting her chin with a finger.

E.M.: Don't worry, my dear, I'll be sure I hurt her just as bad, if not worse than you. Fellas, bags.

The henchmen grab the burlap sacks and begin to put them over the heads of Evelyn and Olivia. Olivia tries to fight back, squirming and kicking, but the big man subdues her with a chlorine rag. We cut to darkness, and hear only a blood curdling scream.

..:: JULY 18TH, 2018 ::..

The bloodcurdling scream transitions into the reving of a sports car, as it speeds down a roadway. We cut to the inside of a car, speeding down a highway swerving dangerously between traffic with no regard for his or others safety. The man behind the wheel is The Anomoly, and for once he’s actually unmasked; although all we can see is the back of his head, as the camera is sat in the back seat of this vehicle. He swerves around a few cars, amidst honking horns, and takes a sharp right, nearly crashing his vehicle on the exit ramp of the highway.

Flying down the ramp, he stomps on the gas and enters a roundabout, recklessly driving by cars until he veers off onto a side road into a city. Where he has to quickly break or risk driving his car under a semi truck. He begins to tap his fingers anxiously on the steering wheel. THe camera pans over to his phone sat in one of the cup holders, where it reads…

COME TO 1618-1620 CENTRAL AVENUE NE IF YOU WANT YOUR FAMILY TO LIVE

The engine revs and Anomoly begins to slowly weave through traffic, much to the dismay of the commoners of Minneapolis as he makes his way to a lowly part of the city, where a bunch of warehouses are sat. Abandoned, empty. Perfect place to hold people hostage. Anomoly screeches to a half when he sees a swinging sign in front of a warehouse that reads the address he’s looking for. This was it. Hopefully where he’d be able to get answers and reunite with his family.

Anomoly: Time to finish this. Time to save my family.

Anomoly throws the car in park and shuts it off. He reaches over and pulls a mask over his head, adjusting it and tying it up as he went. He steps out of the car and begins to make his way to the entrance. But just as he’s about halfway there, the two henchmen, now donning pig masks, attack him from behind, beating him down with lead pipes. The bigger guy holds Anomoly down while the smaller pulls out a syringe and jabs it right into the neck of Anomoly. He’s out within seconds.

They tie up the masked lunatic, and drag him to a van, throwing him in the back before climbing in the front themselves, and driving off as the scene fades to black.

To be continued?






..:: END SCENE ::..