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SnapPost #11 – Black badge’s (Ke!th universe)

This story was inspired by a #2bitTues twitter session earlier this month. Normally I write a few random bite size stories to fit the theme of the week, but this week I started with this tweet 2bitTues Image 1 which sparked my imagination so I followed it up with this one;2bitTues Image 2Since that last tweet the story has just kept growing in my head. It has now gotten to a point that it has now claimed a spot as part of a larger story project I am writing called Ke!th. So I am now writing the story it triggered below. Please let me know what you think.

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Each badge meant something, blue for normal access, red for backstage. Everyone wanted red. Then there was the black one. The black badge was rare. The few that had one had sworn not to reveal its significance. I was surprised when I got one. There was a simple note within the envelope that my badge was delivered in.

“This will open a door hidden behind the black curtain that hangs across from the main hall’s entrance.” The rest, I suppose I was going to discover behind the door…

I wore that black badge with pride on the day of the event. Those around me looking at it in envy and curiosity.

The man sitting next to me in the first session said.“Hey man, I didn’t see the black badge on the site, how did you buy it? How is it different from the blue and red ones?”

All I could do was smile and say; “Sorry man, I can’t tell you that.” To be truthful I still had no idea what it was for. At that point I hadn’t entered the door yet. I just gave him the same answer I knew the other black badges would give. I had planned to go to the door right after that session was over though. I couldn’t wait.

As the session finished, I tried to walk as casual as I could to the location of the hidden door. But my phone beeped as I neared the curtain. The text had two words from a strange number. “Not active.” I thought it must be a wrong number. But as I got closer to the curtain I was tapped on the shoulder and I turned around to see a man with a stern look on his face. He was also wearing a black badge and he said “I know you are new to the badge so let me help you out. If you get a message saying Not active it means the door wont open. If the text says Active then you can enter. This door will become active around lunch. See you later.” And then He began to walk away. I was thankful for the information but had a lot more questions to ask him so I went after him and said;

“Hi, uh..thank you for that information but could you tell me more? What is behind the door and –” Before I could finish my sentence he stopped and looked at me with his stern face again and replied;

“You will have to wait until the door is active to learn more. Also, black badges don’t speak to each other outside the doors, we don’t want attention. Until later” And he walked away. Now I’m sure you can imagine that I couldn’t wait for lunch.

Keith nodded at Alex, keen to hear more of his story. “Well I–” Alex’s cellphone rang and he answered. Keith looked around the empty canteen while he waited for Alex to finish his conversation on the phone. Alex put the phone down and stood up. “Sorry Keith, I will tell you more later. That was one of the guys from upstairs. They have some 9-1-1 type of emergency that they want my help with.”

Blogging 101- Daily Prompts (A Keith story using the Alphabet)

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Awake, Keith stared at the ceiling above his bed. Barely able to sleep. *Clank* his muscles tensed. Did that sound come outside his house or inside? Every sound had him on edge since his last encounter with the criminal underworld. Frequently checking the news he had yet to hear anything related to that night on the warehouse roof. Great coverage was being given to some politician riding an ATV at his very large private residence. How was that the biggest thing happening at the moment? It was becoming harder to trust what was being seen in the news when it felt like it was news by design. Just news to keep the masses happy rather than news to keep them informed on things that really mattered. Keith decided to find other methods of gathering intelligence, some way to get it fresh from the streets.

Laying awake all night lead to Keith having visible rings around his eyes at work which his co-worker Alex noticed; “Man, you look a little rough around the edges, are you sleeping Okay?”

Not really, I keep hearing noises around my house and feel like someone is about to break in.”

“Oh, don’t you have an early warning alarm system at home though? Perhaps you need to get something like that installed if you don’t because it would help you sleep a whole lot better. Quiver is running a closed project on a system they want me to test which I could get you in on for free if you like.” Read more…

Ke!th: The Story of a Hero #4

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Note: This story is directly related to this one.

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Keith felt the punch to his ribs but chose to ignore it. He side stepped the next punch, grabbed the man’s arm and pulled it past him as hard as he could while moving swiftly forward with his knee raised and connecting with his opponents ribs.  “Mmph!, not bad Keith that was pretty quick but you still need to work on your power.”

They squared off again, readying for the next round. “Thanks man. I’m working on the power thing. I just don’t want to hurt you, it is just practise after all.”

“Keith, you think in real life that they are going to go easy on you? You need to learn to go all out otherwise when you’re under pressure you will react like you do are here. Hit me hard, I can take it.”  The whistle blew before they could start again and just like that another Krav lesson was over. Keith was sore but more prepared. Keith rubbed his knuckles to soothe them, they didn’t hurt as much as they used to but Keith had learned that pain could be bypassed with passion. His eyes stared at the exclamation mark on the gloves. He had the symbol put there to remind him of how this all started. It reminded him that evil would prevail unless people chose to fight against it. Keith collected his things and headed to the bus stop to make his way home.

Keith watches the people across the road as they come and go from the club. Loud thumping music can be heard through the open doors. He notices one man in a blue shirt that seems to be spending a lot of time hanging near the exit doors. “Why is that guy just standing there for so long is he waiting for someone?” He thought. He watches the man closely. Keith then see’s the man’s ploy, as people leave he gets close enough to them and grabs their wallet without them noticing. The man is smart, drunk people make easy targets. Keith can’t let this guy get away with this! It was time to put a stop to it. He crosses the street as he watches him take another wallet “Hey you in the blue shirt”

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SnapPost #7 – Ten minutes of Ke!th

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The below was written in 10 minutes for the daily challenge. Wow, I had to think fast on this one! Glad to see Keith again though. Let me know what you think!

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Keith was late. Sitting on the bus with only the soft tick-toc of a fellow passenger’s watch to be heard he was reminded of how time was marching onwards and how late he was getting. It wasn’t the end of the world he tried to remind himself he was sure that they would understand if he stepped in late, after all it was his first lesson. He didn’t want to make a bad impression though, he hated being late, maybe he would talk to the instructor afterwards to apologies. The bus came to a stop and he jumped out and ran towards the class. The big “Krav Maga this way” signs helped him navigate the large community center quickly. If he wanted to make a difference, he needed to train. He was excited. He tried to slip into the classroom unnoticed as many partners were already trying out a few moves. Was this the right class? This didn’t look like a 101 type of lesson. A bald and angry looking man spotted him and walked towards him.

“Hey! your late, well I’m not gonna waste time going over things right now, time to sink or swim, here take this knife.”

Keith caught the knife that was suddenly flying through the air, happy to learn that it was plastic. “Hi, yes I’m sorry I’m late but the bus—

“Talk later, fight now.” “Come at me!”

“Well this is strange” thought Keith. “But OK then.” He ran at the guy, knife in hand. He didnt know what happened after that but next thing he knew he was laying on the floor. His ribs bursting with pain and the bald guy was holding the knife. Keith had a lot to learn.

The rise of a hero continued

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Day 1 He falls into his office chair. Breathing heavy but he just made it in time to work with a minute to spare. His mind is still in shock as he remembers what happened just a few minuets ago. Did I really run into that ally and beat that man with a plank until he ran away?! What was I thinking!? Well, at least I stopped him from taking that poor lady’s purse. A small smile appears on his face as he thinks; “For once evil did not win”. He notice’s a small splinter in his palm from the plank and he begins to take it out. Now realizing that he has to report that he was mugged and get his phone replaced…again.

Day 2 “Keith!, I am waiting for Alex to come in so I can discuss this with him. But do you think If we finish this project early we can have some time off on Friday?” His colleague asks from the opposite table.

Snapping back to reality Keith responds; “Uh, yeah I think we can do that. The project shouldn’t take to much longer anyway”.

“Thanks Keith, you know Alex always listens to you! You should totally be in charge instead.”

Day 3 ‘I should be in charge?’ Keith thought to himself. ‘Being head of the department used to be the dream, but that wont matter in the long run. All I want to do is make an impact somehow.’

“Yeah, well this project ain’t gonna finish its self so lets get cracking” Keith responded.

“Yeah, lets do this, wave if you need anything ok?” his colleague put his earphones on from which the distant sound of a beat can be heard.

Day 4 “Lunch is ready!” The cry of the caterer snapped Keith out of project mode and simultaneously helped him realize how hungry he actually was. “Pizza is on the kitchen counter, drinks and dessert in the fridge.” Keith, was thankful that his work supplied food everyday, otherwise he would go hungry. He opened the fridge and took out a coke and a chocolate bar for later, put a few slices on a plate and sat down to read the newspaper in the the canteen. The headline in the newspaper read; “CRIME spree imminent. So says sociologist!”

Day Five “Hey, Keith.” A man says sitting down at the same table.

Looking up Keith see’s Alex. Alex, as always, was wearing some new gadget. This time it was something like a Google glass but smaller and a little more slick. “Oh hey Alex how you doing, what that you are wearing?”

“Oh these, they are the new vision prototypes, I am testing them for upstairs.” Alex looked at the newspaper Keith was reading. “Oh yeah, I read that article a little earlier today. It is is rather alarming. Basically they predict that in the next few months crime is going to spike. they have seen an upward trend in the last few weeks and suspect that there is someone in the underground world that has begun to orchestrate groups. Supposedly there is something big in the mix that is being built up.”Alex took a bite of his slice of pizza. “They even suspect that there are cops involved in this movement. So I am not sure how it is going to come to an end then.”He takes a big sip of his coke. “I read on a on-line newpaper about a random guy that rescued this pregnant lady from a mugging this morning. He bet the mugger with a plank and after the mugger ran he picked up the lady’s bag, handed it to her and then run. That is what we need more of, guys taking the fight to the criminals and fighting for our city.”

Keith swallowed. “So what you are saying is that we need to fight back and reclaim this city from the criminals.”

“That is exactly what I am saying! Someone needs to stand up to them and say This is as far as you will go. Keith, this war is ours, we need to push back or they will win and we can’t allow that.” Alex said enthusiastically.

It was at that point that Keith realized how he wanted to make a difference in the world. This war was his!

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Psst! The below is a written for the weekly challenge,  I have added Day in this post to indicate when it was written for this challenge,let me know what you think! If the story should continue.

SnapPost #2 – The rise of a hero

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The below is a written for the weekly challenge, let me know what you think.

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He looked around as others passed by, pretending that nothing was happening. The man swayed the knife; “Ain’t got all day!” In disbelief he hands over his phone and wallet for the second time that month. “That’s a good boy.” The man gestures with his knife; “Now take a hike!” running back to the car he had suddenly appeared from. The car now speeding off into the distance with what was once his inside. He continued to walk down the road towards work. He heard the whispers of those around him. Those who had been witnesses but had done nothing. “Poor guy”. Why did no help come when he needed it? Others were aware of what was happening but did nothing, just like the last time. In front of him he sees a traffic officer pulling over a taxi that clearly broke several laws. Walking past he sees the officer pocketing some money and hears the taxi driver; “Pleasure doing business with you officer, enjoy your lunch”.  Justice isn’t served. The law is overlooked in favor of a bribe. How long will evil go unchecked? The moral compass of the world must be broken because we are spiralling out of control. Where are the men of integrity that should be leading us? Instead of leaders for us to follow there are only men looking out for themselves.

He walks past an ally where he hears a scream. He sees a pregnant women clinging to her purse while a man tries to pull it away. “Help!” Others walk on. Evil prevails. Good men do nothing. No! He will do something. It’s time that evil be dispelled from prominence, one good act at a time. He grabs a plank with “!” on it and runs in to the ally. The hero rises.

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