End of an Era

DISCLAIMER:
The views & expressions used are entirely opinionated and do not necessarily reflect on real situations and or instances.  If these fictitious situations and or instances were to actually occur and or exist, it would be purely coincidental. Character names such as Prototype, Animemax, The Shadowwolf & Retribution were created in 2004 and reflect the personalities of the then Project T5x Administration Team. The use of these character names outside of ‘The T5x Network’ is also purely coincidental.

Hot Topic – End of an Era
Written: 30th December 2011

We open with Prototype sitting by his desk sifting through some bills. He sighs then goes into his draw and pulls out a bottle of scotch, a picture and a 9mm handgun. Prototype watches the bottle of scotch and whispers to himself *you’ve aged well* he smiles and cracks the seal of the bottle and pours himself a drink. He picks up the picture and just watches it. He smiles just as tears run down his face. Prototype picks up the glass, shots his drink and quickly pours another and repeats the process.

He puts the picture down and picks up his 9mm handgun, releases the magazine and checks to see if it’s loaded and then locks it back in place. He clocks back on the slide and releases a bullet into the chamber of the gun as he rests it back on his desk.

Prototype slides his chair back and gets up, picks up his drink and walks across to the lone window in his office. He peers outside and watches the night sky as he wipes away his tears. He sips on his glass just as there was a knock on his door.

[Knock Knock]

Prototype: Come in

[Door opens and in comes Tracer 1]

Tracer 1: Hi. I just came to say thanks… for everything.

Prototype: Your welcome, but it is I who should be thanking you. I have a gift for you. It’s on the wall behind you.

[Tracer 1 turns around and watches the wall in awe]

Tracer 1: Oh my God, This is your Officially Licensed replica of Duncan Macleod’s Katana from the highlander series. I can’t take this.

Prototype: It’s a gift. Just accept it.

Tracer 1: I don’t know what to say. Thank you.

[Tracer 1 takes the katana down from the wall and then goes over to Prototype, hugs him and tells him thanks. She then leaves and closes the door behind her.]

Prototype shuts his drink from his glass and goes back to get a refill. He sits back down in his chair and pours himself another. He picks up the picture one more time and stares at it for a few minutes then smashes it on the table. He picks up his glass sips from it and then smashes it against the wall just as Animemax walks in

Animemax: You ok?

[Prototype Mumbles]

Animemax: There isn’t much I can say, I know how much you cared.

Prototype: I don’t want to talk about it.

Animemax: I understand… But hey, there’s a new year blooming. Let’s go bring it in.

[Animemax glances at this watch] We’ve got like 5 minutes till midnight, lets go celebrate…

[Prototype cuts him off]

Prototype: I don’t feel like celebrating.

Animemax: Prototype, you of all people should know that you can’t change what it. Now I’ve got some great ladies downstairs that are just dying to bring in the New Year Betty’s style. Come on, let’s go. You don’t have to spend New Years Eve all alone. Come on let’s go…

Prototype: Go head I’ll catch up.

Animemax: You sure?

Prototype: Yea, I’m right behind you.

Animemax hesitates for a bit, but then leaves. Prototype walks around his office. He glances over at his 9mm and he sighs deeply. He goes over to his desk and picks it up. He watches over at the smashed picture and then takes off his safety. In the distant you can hear the sound of fireworks and close by you hear the gathering of people downstairs counting down to the New Year. 9, 8, 7 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1… the fireworks sounds grow louder as midnight erupts and cheers of people and clinging of glasses are heard as Prototype fires his gun….

Happy New Year Everyone.