Ah,but in the end our dragons were decidedly different then all other life
on Earth .
Frank Queasel had been a low life petty criminal who'd
robbed the Bank of Lungwon ( you know,that oriental bank that
featured eastern dragons on its signage) a half century earlier.
He'd gone into the Bank of Lungwon along with his more homicidal brother
Clyde Queasel,who'd always complained to anyone who would listen that he heard
voices in his head telling him who to dispense death to with that itchy trigger finger of his.
So fifty years ago Frank had stood guard near the bank entrance
looking for the arrival of the cops and the Special Task Force 2.
In the back Clyde was supposed to just get the bag of diamonds they'd been told the Chinese government had stashed in the Bank of Lungwons vault.
Clyde had told him the diamonds were only worth so much as diamonds
if they sold them in the underworld.
However these diamonds came with a legend.Apparently the Chinese people believed they'd been shed as tears by a river dragon who had gone on to
found China as its first Emperor 2,500 years earlier.
Clyde had figured the Chinese people would pay far more in ransom
money then these diamonds could fetch as underworld gems.
However as Frank Queasel looked nervously for any flashing red lights
he heard the deafening roar of Clydes 10 gauge Street Sweeper come
from the back rooms.
"Jesus,what have you done now " yelled Queasel at his brother
as a bloodied Clyde Queasel came barging through the door,his Street Sweeper smoking and smelling of burnt cordite ,a maniacal grin on his face and the bloody bag of diamonds in the other hand.
Clyde tossed the bloody bag at his brother and charged out the door.
Frank took off after him,just in time to see his crazy brother deliver
a vicious blow to old Security Guard Tadross as he charged out to their waiting 56 Meteor.
Frank had got maybe three steps out the bank door when he heard the echoing voices suddenly soak up his thoughts with their own
<Kill the Old Fart>
Queasel cursed,now he was hearing the voices Clyde was hearing.
However he wasn't homicidal and refused to carry a piece.
So he ignored the otherworldly command and just sprinted for the Meteor,just in
time to hear the voices again <KILL the guy at the window to your left,two storeys up above <Macks Hardware>
"BOOMM" went Clydes 10 gauge and Mr Chesterton toppled out of a
window on the 2nd floor of the hardware store ,fatally shot.
Frank leapt into the Meteors passenger side and gave his killer brother a funny look.
"VROOMMM" went the Meteors big 450 V* and they roared down
Main Street till they came to the Highway intersection and roared out of town.
Frank began wiping the blood off his hands onto the seat
and
there in the distance was coming those flashing red lights he dreaded,coming for them.
Then a new voice broke into Queasels frantic terror
<Tell your brother to turn right at the dirt road just ahead and stop
at Akkers Narina.Escape awaits.>
Well Clyde hadn't heard that voice,more femine as Frank later
recalled,but when he saw Frank
point his own Street Sweeper at him ( which Clyde had tossed onto the
backseat.after getting in)
and didn't argue with that gun.
They finally got to the Marina and Frank leapt out of the still rolling Meteor and dashed along the floating dock to the twin Husky floatplane
tied at the end of the dock.
Clyde got out seconds later ,looked back and could see the cast aside Street Sweeper lying in the dirt .....