[u][b]Isaac Gets Knifed[/b][/u]
By: Stephen Orlov
It was a cold, wintry day in Rauma, Finland, a small town on the Baltic Coast. 19-year-old Isaac Lepisto pulled his coat tighter around himself as a gust of cold wind swept past him. His feet padded along the dark, snow-packed alley as he, once again, replayed the scornful insults given to him by his teachers and foster parents.
[i]—Isaac. You think you're smarter than everyone because you have a quick tongue. But you're just the same as your parents were- foolish and stubborn.[/i]
He grimaced at the memory and blew warm air into his hands. His parents had died when he was an infant, thus thrusting him in the world of foster care and shitty orphanages. It wasn't long after that he realized that living on the streets was better- he was his own man! He traveled for six years since then, going from town to town, picking up odd jobs, with plenty of stealing, lying, and scamming in between.
Life was good for Isaac. He was an adult, and just today he had just made a small fortune by working himself in as the middleman at a jewelry exchange auction earlier that day. He trekked on through the alleyways, taking all the shortcuts he knew to the nearest inn. He would get a bath and a warm bed tonight.
A door to his right slammed open and a large man stepped out. To his left, another figure emerged from the shadows. Isaac heard them snicker as he gritted his teeth- they had cornered him.
[i]—Gentlemen.[/i]
The smaller figure stepped out of the shadows, his scarred face lit up by the dull moonlight. The man's voice held a strong Russian accent.
[i]—We're going to need your belongings.[/i]
Isaac's hand strayed to his knife. The two men were seasoned thieves, they pulled their knives out to counter Isaac's move. Over the years, Isaac had needed to learn to how to use his knife, he flicked it out threateningly.
[i]—I'm afraid I can't do that.[/i]
They snickered.
[i]—Come on, boy! Don't try my patience. Give us your things before we gut you.[/i]
Isaac spat at their feet.
The two men circled him, coming in close, Isaac let them come, his eyes alert, his ears picking up every sound. He heard the large man rush from behind, and Isaac quickly hop-skipped out of his way, getting his back to the wall. Isaac's eyes burned with intensity, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He roared at them.
[i]—It takes both of you! Fight me, cowards![/i]
The large man screamed in anger and, once again, charged at him. Isaac couldn't face this man- he was a giant. He looked to side at a pile of garbage and picked up a peice of firewood. He hurled it at the rushing man as hard as he could. The man raised his hand to stop it, but the log slammed one of his fingers back, breaking it. The log tumbled over his arm and onto his face and neck as he tried to stop, his feet slipping in the snow.
Isaac took his chance, now he rushed forward, slamming his knife up into the stomach of the large man, putting both hands on his knife, yanking the knife up into the Russian's ribcage. Blood spurted all over Isaac, covering his neck and chest with thick gushes of blood.
The smaller man was on Isaac in a flash, quickly arcing his knife and slamming it into Isaac's back. Both dead men slumped to the floor in a bloody embrace. The small Russian cursed, cleaned the blood off his knife with Isaac's coat, then stalked off, both of the dead men's valuables in his pockets.
I tried something out with the italics and dashes rather than quotes. I am digging it but I don't know what anyone else will think about it. My great, great uncle was named Isaac Lepisto and died in a knife fight with a Russian in Rauma, Finland, in the early 20th century (like 1910 or so).
It's not done. If you see any grammatical errors or simple spelling mistakes, please point them out. Constructive Criticism makes me tingly! Also, this is simply a filler title. Any ideas?
Bump for feedback... :(
You use – in the middle of your sentences a bit too often, it kinda breaks the flow.
[QUOTE=Jo The Shmo;28460441]You use – in the middle of your sentences a bit too often, it kinda breaks the flow.[/QUOTE]This.
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