The Bastard Lands Prologue
Dec 20, 2020 17:10:57 GMT -6
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Post by Bastard Warlord on Dec 20, 2020 17:10:57 GMT -6
Silverton Hotel and Casino
Near Blue Diamond Road.
Southwest Las Vegas, aka The Bastard Lands
Voodoo, the queen of brutality. A plaid skirt, tight leather top, and knee highs make her stand out in the Bass Pro Shops connected to the Silverton Casino. A taxidermized lioness sits before her, and two bull moose are seconds from mortal combat behind her. The sounds of running water, the large pond and falls area, can be heard below on the first level. Two men stand next to her. Dressed in all black and wearing specialized masks, the are at attention. A chameleon patch sits on each man's right shoulder.
“He wants fucking piranhas! You will do your job and find them!”
“Voodoo!”
The deep and dark sound echoes within the building. The Bastard Warlord walks to Voodoo, the elephant killer axe over his shoulder. Voodoo looks down and bows immediately.
“Most unholy one, I was just thinking of your wants and needs.”
Bull puts an arm around Voodoo and pulls her close, the metal mask inches from her.
“We know beautiful. But these men know what must be done. They were trained by the best. Now go and relax, let us handle this.”
Voodoo bows and leaves. When she is out of sight, Bull turns and looks at the two men. Or women, you can’t tell with the gear on. The sound of boot heels breaks up the moment. Raven Darkhawk, assassin and sister to the Bastard Warlord, enters the room.
“Fuck, this is more fun then Cambodia.”
Bull laughs, something sinister and happy at the same time.
“Cambodia’s president didn’t start the apocalypse either.”
“You’re right. Though we are from that.”
“We don’t think so. Today it’s Vegas, tomorrow Nevada. That’s how it starts. One small step for man, one giant leap for a tyrant. Next thing you know, people like us are called in to clean up the place.”
“Won’t happen this time. The genie is out of the bottle.”
Bull nods, then turns to his sister”
“What’s the report?”
“Three of Chameleon have infiltrated Jabberwock’s security details. They now patrol the area we dubbed Black Hare. We can move in goods that way under the cover of night. From there it’s a clear move to the Desert Oasis High School. We have come to terms with the South Side Pachucos. They work for you now protecting the school. Several of the other gangs have claimed parts of the suburbs, but pay tribute to you. Your Bastard Lands are shaping up to be a nightmare for anyone not on your good side.”
Bull nods as Raven continues.
“DCI has a satellite office near McCarran Airport, opposite the Luxor. We have selected your preferred employees to come in on the Black Hare to work the office. The current employees have deserted due to the evacuation. If they are in the city still, they will be silenced.”
“Who do we have in the suburbs?”
Raven pulls out a piece of paper.
“North Town Bloods, Anybody Murders, Twin Lakes, West Side Piru 357, 28th Street, Graveyard Crips, South Side Pachucos, Aryan Warriors, and 311 Boys have all claimed the designated area of two by two blocks. Reps from several of the other gangs are staying in the designated neutral zone. That means most everything west of South Rainbow Boulevard, and everything south of Blue Diamond is claimed land, and all the extras are staying in the Royal Highlands. SSP has between South Rainbow and south Jones, but south of West Pyle. Since they have your permission, they control more land then the others, but it is because of your assets in place there. The gangs are playing nice right now. We brought in our Diehard corps to act as local police, keeping the gangs off each other and focused on the task at hand. So far it’s ok. We control the land and have a lot of muscle right now.”
“Jabberwock?”
Raven scoffs.
“Clueless at this point. They don’t come over the 15. Since Conrad had them clear this area out, they don’t care now as long as we don’t jump the 15 causing trouble. With us being 5 miles from the Luxor and you joining the tournament, they don't worry about us. Besides, we have our three men in the mix covering Black Hare and we know who we can pay off if we need to. It’s a great, tough company, but it has a lot of leaks.”
Bull nods and a bath robed and obviously naked underneath Voodoo returns and she brings Bull a drink, then hands another to Raven before she sits on the edge of the taxidermy display with her own drink, crossing her bare legs. Bull paces back and forth a moment, then turns to Voodoo.
“What’s the word in Arden?”
Voodoo smiles, her breast threatening to leap out.
“We reached out with the gangs to locate blue collar workers that wouldn’t mind a boost to their income, then we brought them in via the railroad. We have the entire industrial area covered with a unit from the Diehard corps. They almost have the fighting pit built. The Pavers area was perfect for it.”
“Raven, select five members of Chameleon to be over watch. Set them up in the Union Pacific yard office. We want this area covered hard. The fights are going to be our ticket to control. Voodoo, send Thriller and Lockout from our Chameleon unit here and have them contact the Jabberwock security officer we designated as an easy target. We need him to locate those two pit bosses. We want money people running our finances well and those two come highly recommended.”
Bull turns and sets the axe head on the floor.
“We want to have this up and going soon. We are going to crush people in this Black Pyramid wrestling tourney. But we have higher expectations. This is the time. We want to make sure our army is ready for the failing of the United States. It is just a matter of time. Conrad has created an opportunity that we knew would happen. And since the incoming president looks to want to do nothing about it, it is only a matter of time before this expands like a disease. We, however, are not going to sit around and enjoy the little bit of money and glory that will come from this tournament. There is so much more for the plucking and we will be damned if we don't reach out and rip it from the mouths of others!”
Both Chameleon slam their right fists to the place above their heart and yell.
“ALL HAIL THE BASTARD WARLORD!”
Raven does it and so does Voodoo, which exposes both her breasts. Bull walks over and throws her up over his shoulder and turns.
“The Bastard Lands are just the beginning. You know what must be done. Enjoy the night, for more work is to come. Now, if you will excuse us, we have a woman to conquer.”
Raven smiles, mouthing the words “So do I” as she turns and walks out. Both members of Chameleon follow Bull to the Casino and then walk to the sides of the door that leads to Bulls private elevator and stand guard. A seductive smile graces the face of Voodoo as the doors close.
