Welcome to Above Heaven, Below Hell! Previously called Flashes of Sanity. I am changeing the name because it is not flash fiction. It is a whole story with chapters!
Four times a week, a chapter of 500 words or less will be published. Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday.
Today’s entry: Scanning the Track
At first, the shadows looked like just that. Shadows. The shadows ran across the roof though, and that was highly unusual. Upon closer inspection, Mikos saw that the shadows in fact were children. Seven children, then Mitch and Dale.
A crash exploded through the window they escaped from.
“What do you think you are doing?”
The bearded man came flying out the window. Dale looked down at Miko. He raised his hand.
On it boss.
The Porsche started without resistance. A smile played on Miko’s face. This little kitty doesn’t want to stand still. Ever. He put in reverse. The question is if it want to take 12 passengers though. He remembered who his employer was and took the question back.
He stopped the Porsche and let it be on while he opened all the doors. On the roof, Mitch helped his brothers down on the garage roof. They then jumped down on a pile of logs covered in tarp and ran. Miko sat himself behind the wheel again.
The first ones jumped into the back seat.
“Be careful with the seats,” Miko said even though he knew the first dirty ass made irreparable damage. “We have room for two more in the trunk. The rest of you have to sit in each other’s laps.”
The brothers looked at each other, then one of the moved to the trunk and grabbed a second brother on his way there. Mitch tilted the rear view mirror. Only Mitch and Dale was left on the roof.
Mitch’s father threw himself at them teeth first. Dale took the hit, and the bodies crashed to the ground. Miko tilted the rear view window to follow the fall. From the bodies one hand rose. Three fingers raised into the air. One joined the fist and only two fingers remained.
“As you wish,” Miko swallowed, “Dale.”
He leaned his head out through the front door. Mitch was on his way down. The boy constantly looked at his mentor and his father.”
“Mitch! Come here! You will only cause more trouble by joining the wrestlers.”
Mitch turned to Miko, and Miko waved at him.
The boy ran out to the car as Miko closed the doors. Mitch threw himself into the back seat across his brothers’ legs. Miko closed the door behind him and sat himself behind the wheel. He put in the first gear and the car left the drive way with a screech.
“Why are you leaving Dale?” Mitch asked.
“Orders.” Miko glanced at the rear view mirror. One bearded face arose from the two bodies. It roared and a hand punched the face under it.
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