Fan Fiction: Crossovers
And So I Made the Choice
by Stephensmat.
Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6
5.
"All I could think for the next hour was how I had blown it. Even as he screamed at me, left the room and drove away from the hotel." Stephen shouted angrily. "The Ambassador was sure to make a big deal of this with the Defalk family. If anything I had driven the Defalks closer to the Leyland's. If they united, then the city would be under mob rule."
Peter sat dumbfounded and appalled at this turn of events.
"So," continued Stephen. "I came back here…"
I sat here in the Sanctum and just stared at nothing, trying to figure out what to do next. I was numb for the next hour, until…
Until the next reports came in.
One of them was different from the others. It was not a casualty list. It was a report on an explosion. It was in the middle of a busy road. A car exploded. A picture of the killed driver was included. Before I even looked I knew who it was.
The Ambassador.
It clicked then. I realised to late that I had been tricked. I left the Sanctum, the picture in my hand and went straight for Cliff Marsland. I barely had the foresight to put on my costume first, I was so mad.
I knocked on his door and when he answered it, I punched him square on the nose, he reeled backward and I stormed in.
"You killed him didn't you!" I bellowed and threw the picture at him.
He looked at it for a moment and said, "Yes I did. And if you'll let me explain…"
I punched him again. "You killed Ben Leyland too. What possible explanation could you have?"
"I used a detonator commonly used by the Leyland family. I checked and made sure that the fake message survived the blast. I knew that it was likely that the message would not stand up to scrutiny, but when the Defalks discover that their best man was killed, and that he had information regarding a possible threat to them…"
"And they'll discover it's a fake!" I interrupted.
"But the blast has damaged parts of it. They will see the rest and decide its real! So. With a seemingly authentic warning of a threat, held by a trusted man who suddenly dies in an explosion, and evidence that the threateners caused his death, what conclusion would YOU draw?"
I stared at him numbly and stated the obvious. "That he had discovered plans of an attack against the Defalks from the Leyland's and that they killed him to keep it a secret."
"That's right." He said triumphantly. "The objective has been reached. The Defalks will enter into the conflict. The offensives will slow, and hopefully stop. And all it cost was: One condemned criminal, one mob courier, and your conscience. Now, where I come from that's a bargain."
I just stared at him, punched him once more, to make myself feel better, and left.
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