Awhile back Cronus made a post here on RuneVillage seeking applications for Superheros he could feud against. The responses were so creative and interesting when I got to read them that I was inspired to actually do something with them. My plan was to write some story using all the characters that applied and create some RuneVillage Marvel-ish Universe. But as plans are, they tend to change. I had figured out so much of what I wanted to do with the story it really became too much too soon. And the idea of superheros really got old fast for me so the plan never really escaped the Composition book I wrote everything in. I managed to bleed out one paragraph in December of last year, (quite awhile after when Cronus made his post) but that was as much as I was able to do with it.

Recently I gave it another shot. But I scrapped a lot of the original plans for the story... Pretty much all of it. I dumped most of the planned characters because I just had way too many of them floating around. Also changed was the entire concept of the story. Rather then some superhero tale I decided to give a life to the Mafia games we've played here. So without more introduction I present to you a RuneVillage inspired mafia story.

Let me know what you guys think and expect at least one addition.

EPISODE I -- NEW PROMISE FOR THE VILLAGE

Scene 1 EXT. A Street Corner

An insignificant street corner, normally as calm as a Monk deep in meditation, is bustling with exuberance from the Village faithful. Quan-dary newspapers are flying off the shelves, no doubt caused by the election results reported within. Within view a man, his face blocked by the paper, silently skims through the newspaper. The headlines report JARON, the Villager whom not a single word of ill repute has ever been levied, has been elected President of the Village. The crowd continues to grow as the parade for the elected winner begins. A car with the new President and Vice President, JACKSTICK, ride past the onlookers.

JARON

You know Jack, I think it’s time the president

addresses the mafia issue in our town.

JACKSTICK

Mmm, are you sure that’s wise? After all, I made a lot

of outlandish promises as it is. It will be difficult

to keep the promises and handle the mafia.

JARON

I know this. But the mafia won’t be nice forever. A

villager here or there doesn’t matter, but soon they’ll

be after control of the whole town and what if they go

after the Doctor? Or the Baker? We need to focus on the

mafia before it is too late.

JACKSTICK

We really need to think this over Jaron. Not only is

the mafia intertwined in our village, the newspapers

are reporting about a bunch of troublemakers wearing

costumes roaming the streets at night too. Stories of

abductions and brainwashing... I don’t know if we’ll

have the firepower to handle everything.

JARON

You’re right... We’ll have to recruit a ’beast’ to help

even the odds for our town.

JACKSTICK

If it were only that easy...

JARON

Oh don’t worry. I’ve already got it in the frameworks.

The parade car makes its last few turns as Jaron and Jack continue to wave to their adoring audience.

Scene 2 INT. An apartment

A fan provides a cool breeze inside the apartment but fails to provide much relief. Inside the apartment feels like it is on the sun itself. QUAN, the head writer... the only writer, for the Quan-dary Newspaper stands in front of his mirror. His nerves ooze sweat from his brow as he prepares for his biggest story yet. A television is heard in the background as Quan practices his speech in front of the mirror.

NEWS ANCHOR

... This tallies the sixth disappearance this month!

Moving along in our coverage President Jaron went on a

parade tour of the village today. Let’s see

what my co-anchor thinks of our President!

NEWS PUNDIT

I know Jaron will make a fine president for the

Village. But why did he have to choose Jackstick as a

Vice President?

NEWS ANCHOR

Perhaps it was an appeal to a voter base Jaron couldn’t

reach himself?

NEWS PUNDIT

An appeal that never took off. I mean come on!

Jackstick has been the Cousin Oliver of the Village for

as long as I can remember! I think this might be the

beginning of the end for Jaron’s presidency!

NEWS ANCHOR

Well there you have it. President Jaron’s term has been

a failure since the moment he took office, not even a

week ago. This has been VNEWS Channel.

Quan turns off the television breaking his concentration on the news he has for the rest of the Village.

QUAN

If only you knew who the godfather is... But soon you

will. Soon the world will be informed of everything.

And my name will be in lights because of it! No more

soapboxes for me! My newspapers will line the village

and it will be the Quan-channel on prime time! Oh how

sweet it will be! I can envision it now! Quan-dary

exclusive report! The Godfather’s real identity!

A knock is heard at the door. Quan looks through the doors peephole to see a police officer in full uniform.

OFFICER

Mr. Quan? Your escort is here.

QUAN

Oh! Let me just unlock the door. Come in! Come in!

Quan unlocks the door for the OFFICER to enter the room. Quan then scurries to gather his notes on the mafia.

QUAN

I wasn’t expecting you to be here so soon. The Police

Captain told me you wouldn’t be here for another twenty

minutes.

OFFICER

We’ve had a change of plans. It will be easier to move

you through the city for your interview with the

Captain while the parade is still happening. It will be

harder for the mafia to spot us with such a large

crowd.

QUAN

Good thinking! Let me just get a change of shirt.

Winter can’t come soon enough! The moon is finally out

and it’s still hot as hell in here! I’ll have to

contact my landlord or something.

OFFICER

What color shirt is that?

QUAN

I think it’s mauve... Anyways, I think I’ve got

everything I need. My briefcase is backed and I’m ready

to head out now.

Quan and his Officer escort exit the apartment and begin to descend the staircase of the apartment complex. A police car arrives at the complex in view of the staircase through a window. Befuddled, Quan looks back at his escort as he begins to fly down the staircase at an incredible speed. His arms and legs dangle out in a desperate attempt to stave off his moment. However, it is of no use as Quan crashes head first into the ground beneath the staircase. His body is as mangled as a piece of sheet metal caught in a hurricane and not a peep is heard from him.

OFFICER

How clumsy of you. Well... If you think you’re a bird

then you have no use for this briefcase.

The "Officer" claims the briefcase that was flung from Quan’s person as he made his incredible journey down the staircase and makes his way to the police car. As the "Officer" leaves the building a door can be heard cracking open.

Scene 3 INT. A Store in view of the parade

Muffin’s old fashion bread shop claims to make the best bread in town. Maybe it’s the extra love Muffin bakes into every loaf or maybe it is because Muffin’s bread is the only bread shop in town. While an endless debate can be had over the two theories, the Villagers seem to enjoy the bread nonetheless. Inside, the baker himself is found in front of the red hot furnace. A smile adorns MUFFIN’s face as if he was obvious to the dangers he could face. Fresh for the parade JARON and JACKSTICK arrive in the shop and order up some fresh Sopaipilla.

MUFFIN

It’ll be just a few seconds.

JACKSTICK

So, when are you going to tell me your big secret?

JARON

Secret?

JACKSTICK

Yes. Secret. You know, the whole "in the frameworks"

thing. That.

The Sopaipilla arrives refreshly baked from the furnace and Muffin presents it to the Jack and Jaron and then returns to his ovens.

JARON

The mafia isn’t the only thing that can move at night

Jack. We’ve got tools at our disposal and we need to

unionize them. We can combat the mafia at their own

game and people will be able to walk safely at night

again. I’ve made some calls. We’ll discuss this more in

the morning. We need to come up with some ideas.

Brainstorm tonight and we’ll discuss this later at the

Castle.

Jaron leaves Jackstick with both his thoughts and the bill. Muffin takes Jaron’s seat.

MUFFIN

How about some corn bread too?

JACKSTICK

I’ve never had any.

MUFFIN

You should try some then. It’s pretty good.

As Jackstick takes the bread, he notices a note

slipped ever so carefully underneath the bread.

JACKSTICK

Right. The Nocturnal Detective is on the case.

Jackstick takes the note in his hand and proceed to exit the store. He takes a careful approach in his farewell to not mention the bill for his dinner. As he exits the store he scans the name on the note and proceed down the street. Muffin, not missing a beat, closes his shop and heads for home without a care to the mafia threat that lurks on the street.

Scene 4 EXT. Following Jackstick

JACKSTICK continues down the street for his new destination. The moon is fully lit and shines well above his head while the streets are completely silent and clear and the streetlights keep the shadows at bay. As Jackstick begins looks left and right he can see the village is starting to wind down from the eventful day. The lights from warm houses turn out one by one. Jackstick arrives at an old Victorian house that has clearly seen better days. The shutters squeal in the wind and the house shows no sign of life. The grass has been left to grow like wild and the house could easily be classified as dilapidated.

JACKSTICK

Remind me to kill Muffin for sending me here...

How sad, Jackstick is talking to himself...

JACKSTICK

I wonder if anyone is home yet.

Jack begins to search the exterior of the house. The squealing of the shutters is unrelenting in his search. All the windows are shut and based on the state of disrepair it appears no one has lived in this house for years.

JACKSTICK

Of what importance is this house? No one lives here.

Hell I’d wager that no one has been here in some time

either!

OFFICER

No one has.

From the shadows springs the "OFFICER" who approaches Jackstick casually as the screen fades black.

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