Draven walks over to the nearest telephone pole and posts a new contest to all those interested in participating.

Starting now and running till Aug 1st at midnight I am looking for someone to complete the ending to my story. See I get horribly stuck and would love to be able to find the perfect ending. I require very little to be able to enter this little contest. First you simply must bring a close to the story and must also explain in some sort of way as to why I have had a gun pulled on me.

Draven shrugs..

Not too hard I don't think. Now the prize.. You get 2 credits and 100,000.. I realize it might not be too terribly much but I also hope we all have a little fun with this.

Well to all enjoy and GOOD LUCK and happy writing!!

The ocean air filled Draven's nostrils as she wandered up and down the beach. Bending over to pick up a shell she threw it back watching it disappear into the black water. The sun sparkled and danced across the blackness as she sunk down taking her shoes off and letting her toes scrunch up in the sand. Looking up she watched a sea gull high above dive down to pick up a fish that was near the surface and then fly off into the distance with it dangling from it's mouth. The salt in the air felt sticky on her skin as she leaned back and relaxed in the warmth of the sun and sand. Suddenly feeling a tap on her shoulder she looked back and saw him there.

Hey.. You startled me. She looked back forward and rested on her elbows. Her toes still digging in the sand that now almost covers her feet.

You know that people go missing out here? His voice was deep and quite as he walked around in front of her.

Yeah yeah, but usually at night. It's not even close to that. Her voice giggled as she motioned for him to get out of her sun.

Draven. Get up. Get up NOW! He seemed angry as his eyes glared down at her.

Confused and falling silent she rose up and brushed the sand off of her clothes and from her feet before she bent over and got her shoes.Suddenly feeling something cold on her back she started to turn around and was abruptly stopped by a hand at her throat. She felt so small and frail against him as she struggled to free herself. He pushed her quickly backwards and she tripped falling over.  Grabbing a handful of sand she rolled over quickly and tossed it in his eyes.

Bitch.. His voice rang out as he wiped his face and looked back at her as she struggled to get up. Oh no. You aren't going to do that.

She felt him push her back down as she was almost to her knees. Breathing heavily she rolled over to see him standing over her with his gun pulled out.

Why? I don't understand.. She held back her tears as she felt helpless. Seeing her bag she slowly let her hands fall out from under her to make it look like she had collapsed. Quickly she reached for her bag...

The silence further down the beach was broken as civilians enjoying their day heard a loud bang....

Perhaps I will win another contest?

He cackles evilly

But I'll probably end up being too lazy

Draven held the smoking gun in her hand.  The big man dropped his gun and fell to his knees, clutching his stomach as his life leaked out of his gut.  Draven watched as bright arterial blood began to ooze between his fingers.

"You... you shot me..."

He fell forwards onto his face in the sand.  Draven quickly reached into his pocket and removed his wallet, looking for some identification.  She found it, but quickly wished she hadn't.

"Sheriff Alan Parsons.  Shit."  She had killed a cop.  This was bad.  But he was going to kill her, it was self defense, right?

It wouldn't look that way in court.  It looked like she ambushed and murdered a cop.  The tide was beginning to come in and the waves were getting closer to the body.

She made up her mind.  She gathered her things and calmly left the scene.  The tide would wash away the body and, with any luck, the sharks would find the body before anyone else.

As she made her way to the car, she saw a crowd of civilians running down the beach.  She followed the crowd with her eyes, but they weren't running toward the dead sheriff.  There was another body on the beach, a man in uniform.

"Damn it," she thought.  "I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot the deputy."

She was in luck.  They would never find the sheriff's body and there was no connection between her and his deputy.  It would be another month before the reason for the attempt on her life would be revealed...

BANG!

Draven's eyes blinked several times then thought she was dead. But she felt no pain, aside for the sun that was blinding her eyes, she didn't feel different. She lifted her head and looks at the man who was pointing a gun at her awhile ago. The man was now kneeling, holding his gut, trying to stop the blood that was flowing through his fingers. He looked at Draven for a few seconds, his lips quivered... he was trying to tell her something.....

BANG!

This time, a hole appeared on the man's chest, and then he fell sideways, his head hitting the sand with a dull thump. Draven sat up quickly and looked into the distance. She saw the figure of another man walking towards her, holding a gun at his side.

Realizing that the man might shoot her, Draven grabs her bag and fishes for her gun. She survived the first attack, but she hoped she could get to her gun before the other man could reach her.

"Where the hell is my gun?" She thought with panic... she throws away the bag then looks around her. She looks at the body of the dead man and saw his gun lying a few meters away from him. With a sudden adrenaline rush, Draven turns her back to the approaching man and scrambles on her hands and knees towards the gun. She could now hear the steps of the man becoming louder, becoming faster....

She reached the dead body and the gun, and in a single continuous motion, she takes the gun and turns around, aiming it at the man who was now standing infront of her.

"Put it down Draven.... it's me." The man calmly said with both hands raised, the left one holding a gun.

Draven lowers the gun then rushes towards the man and embraces him ..."Im so glad it's you." She tells the man who was also her long time friend and associate.

Then, a sudden feeling of danger hit her, she backed up and asked him.. "Why are you here Clay?" She held the gun at her side, ready to shoot and kill Clay if she needed to.

"I was going to pick you up, the boss wanted us to take care of someone." he explained. He then walks over to the dead body. He recognized it as "Four Eyed Ben." A former associate and one time hitman for the family. He checked the pockets and found Draven's gun in it. He places it back in her bag and hands it to her.

He looked down at the body and let out a sigh. He takes Draven's hands and leads her back to the beach house.

He brought back from memory last night's events, and narrated it to Draven while they were walking.....

He just left Pegasus, when a boy sent by Calibre walked up to him and handed him a paper. The Boss wanted to see him. He took a cab back to the family building and walked straight to Brandon's office.  The top brass were there, Calibre, Persephone and the main man him self, Brandon Heat. After being offered a seat, the Boss started explaining why he was called. It seems the family has a traitor and the Boss wanted him dead.

"I want this person to suffer for what he has done, and I want the last thing he hears before he die is....'this is for Brandon and the family" Those were the exact words he said. Then he asks Clay to take Draven with him for the hit. The morning after that, he made the long drive to Draven's beach house so they could plan the hit. As soon as he arrived, he noticed a blue motorcycle with no plates parked infront of the beach house. He panicked for he knows who owned the blue motorcycle. He ran inside the house and checked every room but there was no sign of Draven or Four Eyed Ben. He went out and scanned the beach and smiled with relief when he saw Draven at the other end, sitting and gazing at the ocean. But a figure disturbed his periphery... he looked to his left and saw FourEyed Ben walking towards Draven with a gun in his hand. Seeing that Draven was in imminent danger, he ran straight towards Ben, hoping that Ben wouldn't turn around and see him. He shot Ben.... twice. And now, the traitor is dead.


He then turns to Draven. "Looks like Four Eyes heard about the hit before you did."  Clay placed his arm protectively around her and continued walking back towards the beach house.

first of all..i would like to thank brandon_heat and draven for informing me about this contest..

The sand who are peacefully scattered in the beach was bathed by unrecognized liquid ~blood. The big man once on his arrogant face fades into a melancholy,helpless piece of trash. Awaiting for his death he chuckled this is not over yet they will haunt you bitch. Last words coming from the devil's mouth.Shock draven burst out with tears realizing what was she heard she quickly wipe it and grabs for identification on the big man's pocket. A velvet gold wallet dash out from her hands. She opened it, a more shocking revelation ~so this family wants to take me down

Draven reads the entries happily.

WOW!! I am rather impressed with the entrances so far. Keep up the great work. I look forward to seeing what others can bring to this competition.

Alright everyone only one more day to get entries in.. Good Luck!

Draven looks over all the submissions again and smiles.

I do have to say it was quite hard to make a decision. Everyone of them were unique and great. Thank you to all who participated. Now.. The winner is.. Clay!!

Your accountant makes note that $100,000 has been wired to Clay from your account., Success! You have transfered 2.00 credits to Clay

Congrats! And again thank you all.

Dr_Jekyll claps loudly

Congrats Clay on your victory!

Dr_Jekyll walks off and goes on about his business

Thank you Draven. It was a pleasure!.

Thanks Dr. Jekyll!

I am enjoying reading your story