Alister’s Brood
                                  
                                  “All The King’s Men”

“the birth of all, We have joy, the birth of the one we feel pity, born into a world of
suffering and anguish, innocent life despoiled by the evils of our own humanity”

“A light in the dark… know not what it shines upon…. Only the dark sees all”

“The world born, from the fires of creation… the sky born from the breath of the earth,”

“Life struggles to hold upon a rock suspended in the cradles of the mother, not safe from the
father;’s wrath”

“These are the stories of men… told by the ones who lived, told through the lens of nature, no
matter the eye that sees”

“Innocence enjoyed by those who find the goals set to them by their fore-fathers”
loved, ”

“Forever unwavering in our struggles to feel complete, to feel at home, to feel

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The sounds of gravel crunch, the sounds of tries screaming against pavement, as the
vehicle drives down a sleepy suburbs roadway towards a rather sparsely packed
neighborhood, a large building built in the style of old Victorian villa appears behind
some swaying tree, whistling in the mid-November air, the sounds of rumbling
thunderstorm in the distance, a chill in the air of an oncoming front surges about, the
vehicle comes to a stop in front a rather lavish yet quint hovel on the corner of the
street, the building having four columns framing a rather nice looking oak wood door
with a small knocker on its center and a peephole embedded into its wood, the red
brick framing the door facing simple in its design, with white shuttered windows to
each of its sides,
the sound of wind can be heard from outside of the car’s inside as two rather large
bear-men sit within one with a rather nice off white jacket and a grey fedora on as he
looks outside the windows
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Whitmore: “Whelp, We here bro, Keep the engine running i won't be long.” the bear says with
a slightly cocky while at the same time confident pattern*

Thaddeus: “Brother… why are we parked in front of the Alister Mansion, Aren’t you banned
from this place?” the larger bear says to his younger brother with a
questioning look on his face his eyes looking rather tired and concerned with his
brother’s intentions

Whitmore: “oh yeah? Didn’t I tell ya? We got a message to deliver to ol’ Samuel and his
wife… wont take to awful long… don’t worry about it, bro. in and out type job." *the bear tells his brother his tone sounding confident and cool*

Thaddeus: "brother.... please tell me your not here for revenge…" *The older bear says looking his brother in the eye*

Whitmore: "What do ya mean Revenge, Thaddeus? huh? ya dont trust me?" *he says slightly leaning towards the older bear looking him in the eye his left eye brow raised*

Thaddeus: "Whitmore... you remember the last time you wanted to get Revenge? ya lost an eye for that... over what? missing with a BB... what next brother.. how many more things do you need to loose before you say "that's enough, I'm done"??

Whitmore: "Wow, why do you choose right now to remind me about that moron, he had it coming Thaddeus... admit it."

*Thaddeus stares at his brother his face twisted in sadness and depression, unspoken pleading with his brother*

Whitmore: "HA, wont admit it.. ok fine Thaddeus, lets just get this done..."

Thaddeus: "Whitmore Atticus, do you not think of how I feel, How anyone else feels besides yourself???" 

*Thaddeus looks down at the steering wheel in front of him his head hung in exhaustion and sadness*

Thaddeus: "I'm not gonna be your pawn in revenge Whitmore... but your still my brother.... and i love you... I just want whats best for you..."

Whitmore: *he stares at his brother before quickly and loudly shoving open the car's door*
 *whitmore digs in his jacket grabbing a pair of handcuff before leaning back in* 

Whitmore: "Since you wanna be such a bitch about this how bout you stay in the car and wait for me to get back. maybe this will calm your mind!"  *he grabs his brother handcuffing him to the steering wheel*

Thaddeus:  "Wha?!?" "Whitmore... what is this???? why" *he grunts as he trys to pull off the cuffs* "Whitmore.. why?!? What about our lives brother... WHAT about our family... our....."

Whitmore: What about our lives.... WHAT ABOUT EM?!? What do we got.... just like 20$ and
a small hovel in the middle of no where... while they live in a mansion all warm and safe... Its
November Thaddeus... its getting cold... don't ya wanna take a mansion for ourselves?!?? live
in the lap of luxury... God knows they don't deserve it"

Thaddeus: "Brother... please they are just living their lives... and they have a kid... do you
really wanna take that away from them, for what a revenge plot???"

Whitmore: REVENGE THADDEUS?!? YES your fuckin Right... I want revenge, i wanna make them feel pain... the pain of loosing another... the pain of not having a family... teach them the lesson of nothing... the lesson of having to struggle... to survive" "So yes Thaddeus... YES revenge..."*the bear growls out at his brother before moving outside the car kicking the door shut* "Now sit here and sulk... Whine and cry.. you can even..... begin..."

*Thaddeus's muffled yells of panic and concern behind the bear as he walks towards the doorway*

*The bear just huffed out of frustration putting his hat over his eyes as he keeps his hand-paw
on Denyed Redemption's handle, walking in the early November night.. the wind blowing
softly as a distant storm can be heard rumbling the full moon shining above as his boots
clomped on the concrete* thinking to himself, 

Whitmore(to himself quietly): Could Thaddeus be right??? could this be different?” “ Shut it Whitmore… your over thinking… just like Thaddeus… You always do that.."

the bear’s on inner monologue momentarily distracts him from the chill in the air and
the approaching storm rumbling softly in the distance as he hears the family inside
talking and laughing, a child laughing and giggling as his parents played with him

the young badger ran up to the window seeing the man outside his little tail wags
quickly as he believes it to be santa,he bounces up and down to see outside with a big
grin seeing the bear outside catching a glimpse on his face as the bear’s eyes glace
towards him as he walks up to the door

Young Cyrus: Daddy, mommy... dere someone outside... do you think Santa came early???"

Lillian: Cyrus, sweetheart, Come on in the kitchen and lets SEE, if there's anymore cookies! 
*the female badger says as she winks at her husband while she walks to take up the young badger boy*

Young Cyrus: hehehehehe, mommy! 

*the young badger boy giggles as his mother lifts him up blowing raspberrys on his belly before holding him softly the young badger boy laying over her shoulder giggling happily*

Samuel: Make sure to save daddy some cookies there Cyrus, ok? stay with momma ok?
*the badger says litely rubbing his hand-paw on his derringer pistol placing it in his right pocket*

*Samuel walks towards the door continuing to keep his hand-paw on his pistol as he collects his thoughts as he walks confidently towards the door*

Samuel: "Hello, Whose there, don't you know its late at night?, What do you want?"

Whitmore: "Hello, sir, I have a message for a "Samuel Alister", from a mister Sandoval.
The guy said its urgent, something about a promotion or something."

Samuel: Alright give me a moment to check on my family.. then i will let you in...but lets make this quick.. ya could have waited till morning.

Whitmore: *he huffs his breath into his hand-paws as he keeps his hat down over his face while he nods* "Well believe me, if He would have given me that choice, i definitely would had taken it."

Samuel goes to check his family the badger smiles entering the kitchen his young son eating
a cookie on the counter his small tail wagging as his wife was doing the dishes humming a
song softly to herself*

Samuel (quietly) Its a message boy... hopefully he wont take to long... you two stay back here
ok?.

Lillian (quietly to her husband) : Who is it... and what does he want?"

Samuel (quietly) : i don't know yet Lillian, he said it was a message from a mister Sandoval... i
think it might be from that deal the company had..

Lillian: A message.... at this hour? who delivers messages at this time... isnt everyone off right now for Thanksgiving?

Samuel (quietly in her ear soft and sweetly) : Don't worry, I'm sure its just something quick... just relax this will be over soon.... HEY boy save some those for me, what did i tell ya? 

*the badger says with a playful tone towards his son before scrubbing his head litely*

*the young badger boy laughs as he noms on his cookies he grins ear to ear at his daddy*

Young Cyrus: I will DAD! I save all the best!

Samuel: Good, got milk in your mouth fur there. 
*he says chuckling wiping his boy's muzzle with a napkin*

*Lillian kisses her husband, he kisses her back as he smiles before recollecting himself after their embrace*

Young Cyrus: EWWWWWWWW mommy and daddy kissing!! *the young badger boy giggles uproariously*

Samuel: Shhh silly boy your going to wake the entire borough laughing that loudly. *he smiles and chuckles rubbing his boys head before turning back to the living room as the badger recollects himself*

*the badger puts his hand-paw back on the handle of his gun as he walks into the foyer, photos of family members and friends stand upon an entry hall cabinet their smiling faces smiling into the air near and around giving off the feelings of love and happiness*

*the badger smiles as he looks at the photos while he walks past nodding towards his only photo of his squad member and life long friend*

Samuel: My Apologys for taking so long, are you still there?"

Whitmore: "Yeah, out here freezing my ass off.
*the bear says only the lower half of his left eye showing with a slight grin on his muzzle his
teeth showing from behind his coal colored lips… the scar on his muzzle showing*

Samuel: Well then, to the point huh, alright i will let you in. 

*the badger begins to unlock and open the door, the creaking door and frame groans and squeaks as if to signal something the badger wasnt yet noticing, Before him stands a bear dressed in an off white with gray rim band and black band around, the bear wearing a white jacket with bronze colored straps the leather worn, stains of use and wear and tear on its outter liner , the bear having two tell tell holsters to each side the guns just out of sight, the badger looks up seeing the scars on the bear's muzzle, emblazoned with reddish and partly healed flesh, and the shortest fleeting glimmer of the blue eye, under the hat*

Whitmore: Hello, Mister Alister... may i come in? 

*he says slowly reaching into his left pocket the bear producing a folded sheet of paper, it had a slight crumple on one corner and obvious signs of writing in the lights behind the bear as well as the shaded light in from to the badger's left*

*the badger watches the bear his hand-paw griping the gun's grip tighter*

Samuel: o...of course...come in. let's make this quick. 

*the badger moves aside slowly watching the bear's every move, the bear slowly moves past the badger passing to his left the badger moves his head slightly looking towards his face the slight shimmer of a white eye, one that looked blind and hollow, barely visible in the low light of the foyer the badger turning on the foyer light the brightness makes it easier to see but harder to see below the hat*

Whitmore: Thank you.... here is the message.....I will read it to you.

Samuel: That's OK.. i will read it myself.

*the badger signals the bear to hand him the paper, his hand-paw softly reaching towards the bear's hand-paw, the bear slowly looks towards the badger's eyes his head turned more to his right as his grin shows in the light above the two*

Whitmore: Very well.... nice place here by the way... seems like your well off.

Samuel: You know, long family history, keeping up the legacy, to keep the city safe and warm and well off as possible.

*the badger says with a slight smile while he speaks watching the bear closely*

Whitmore: Well.... are you going to read it?

*the badger slowly unfolds the message as his wife comes to the doorway to check on the two silently sneaking in to her husband as the badger opens the note he sees words on it.... he finishes unfolding it, the message saying only "Humpty Dumpty, falls tonight, humpty dumpty dies... oh what a fright."

*the badger and his wife look at each other before hearing the tell tell sounds of two clicks of revolvers as they slowly turn their heads back to the stranger the guns trained on each of them as the bear slowly looks up to them his eye to his right showing its blind gaze in the hollow light, the other eye blue as the sky shimmering in the light*

Samuel: W.....Wh.........Whit.... More.....

Lillian: Oh my god... OH MY GOD! 

*the female badger yells out as a thunder bang fires explodes in the foyer*

*she lays against her husband the female badger coughing blood dribbling softly out of her muzzle*

Samuel: Lilly! 

*he pulls his derringer aiming at the bear, before he can fully raise the gun a second shot from the second gun fires off its thunderous bang rumbling in the foyer the glass shaking from the blast, as the badger's pistol flowers out exploding in his handpaw blood spurting from his destroyed figure-paw*

*the female badger falls to the ground her injury in her right side streaming blood on the floor, as she pants heavily her wheezing breath sputter the word "Cyrus..." "Samuel"*

Samuel: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHITMORE ATTICUS!! You son of a bitch, what are you doing?!?!

Whitmore: Doing what i should have done yrs ago... something i should have done for my entire family... Taking my life... away... my brother's and my mothers... 

*he fires another shot into Lilly she screams out in shear pain before the young badger in terror comes running to the door beside the bear he turns seeing the young badger the small boy crying  and backing away in fear, falling to the ground as he crawl back*

Whitmore: Offspring huh... wow... so this ya son EH Samuel????"

Samuel: A.... KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY SON! 

*the badger in pain checking his wife her bleeding profusely from her wounds, before turning back to the bear before another loud bang goes off, the bullet ripping through the badger's left shoulder he falling to the ground in shear agony blood spurting from his ruined shoulder, he moves to his wife's side the life beginning to fade from her eyes as he she holds on best she can*

Samuel: Lilly...

*Cyrus screams out as his panicked and terror filled screams rumble out*

Samuel: CYRUS NO! SHAKE BOY, WHITMORE LET HIM GO!!! PLEASE!

Whitmore: Let him go huh????? yeah ya know what... Sit down boy.... Your gonna watch this... and remember!"

*the bear turns back towards the couple before firing every remaining shot into the couple the bullets thundering from the gun the sounds covered by thunder and lighting outside, the wind outside as if in response to the shots claws at the walls of the mansion as if to get into stop the great bangs to keep its supremacy*

*the bear laughs loudly, while the small traumatized badger crying from his parents, as the young boy try's to run past the bear, the bear holsters his right gun before snatching the boy, the young badger fighting him to get away the boy crying profusely screaming random nonsense and yelling for his mother and father, as the bear growls out at the badger boy*

Whitmore: Fuckin brat, Shut your crying... ya know what i know how to get you to stop!" 

*the bear holds the boy down the young badger trying to bite and scratch the bear but is easily over powered the bawling panicked screaming and crying of the child roaring out in the bloodied and damaged foyer, as the bear holsters his other gun grinning evilly at the boy before pulling his Bowie knife the blade brushed metal with gears and engine part etchings in its blade*

Whitmore: just so you wont ever forget this night.... not like that will be a problem... i am gonna take something from ya..." 

*the scared crys of the badger boy, as the bear grabs the badger boy's small right hand-paw holding it tightly as he looks at each of his figures*

Whitmore: Ohhh....... the thumb... perfect for a trophy...

*the abject pain and unbridled scream of the young badger boy can be heard for miles as the bear slices the boy's right thumb-paw off in one slice blood spurts from his hand-paw as the young badger boy, screams and crys himself into a blood lose and sorrow, trauma filled, faint the young badger boy faints in the bears glare, for a slight second the bear's eyes drop to the boy his eyes widen, fear on his face, before he shakes his head growling out*

Whitmore: since your gonna bleed out otherwise... i will get something on ya. 

*the bear rips the a curtain off the window wrapping it around the badger's small handpaw, using his lighter the cauterize the wound, making sure that young badger wont bleed out before standing heading towards the door, his jacket's right side covered in blood as he heads out the door slamming it, the storm just beginning to rain its cold rain down the bear walks towards the car as the lite rain begins to fall the blood in his clothing beginning to run quicker*

*the bear's boot falls weaker then before as his eyes begin to leak in tears, he feels both guilt and anger, as his walks he looks towards the car seeing his brother in the driver seat bawling and hitting the steering wheel before he looks from the wheel at his blood stained brother, Thaddeus's eyes going wide his jaw slacked as he shakes his head slowly*

Whitmore: get..... the car..... going...

*Whitmore sits inside the car's seat slamming the door glaring at his brother*

Whitmore: Thaddeus.... car... go... now... 

*Whitmore glares at his brother with his good eye*

Thaddeus: Right.... i.......OK.. *he starts to put it into gear his eyes looking sadly towards the road as they begin to pull away, Thaddeus's face wracked with sorrow*

*the sounds of the car pulling away covered mostly by the rumble of the oncoming storm, the vehicle rumbles on the road the two drive down the roadway, leaves blow around the car off the trees*

Thaddeus: brother... i....

Whitmore: Stop....... don't..... even.... just find a place for the night... ok?

Thaddeus: But.

Whitmore: just...... drive.

*Thaddeus goes back to driving towards the outside of town, the ride mostly silent besides the raging storm outside and road noise filling the car*
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"Foolishness knows no bounds, in the realms of humanity, selfishness and hate, hath no valor, call upon your own soul, before hatred reaches out of control"

End of Chapter

                                     "All the King's men"