## The Rescue Mansion

Post by Ranlar » Wed Sep 19, 2012 5:38 pm

Her you go guys and gals another story from my archives lol.
Rescue Mansion
For Rick life was mostly normal. He was a normal 14 year old by most people’s standards. Tall of his age but fit, with brown hair and dazzling bright green eyes. But the one thing that set him apart from everyone else was his imagination and the things he could create.
Take for example the characters he liked to play. He had several different persona that he could put on like a shirt. His favorite one was that of special Agent Franks of a secret government organization. His friends really enjoyed his acting ability as well. They all thought it added such a feel of realism to the games they played.
On this Saturday Rick was wishing something would happen. It had been a boring week at school and now it looked like it was going to be a boring weekend as well. He was beginning to wonder where all his friends were. He was going to be really upset with them if they went off to play and forgot to tell him. They didn’t make a habit of doing things like that but every now and again they would do something spur of the moment and just the ones there at the point went along with the plan.
Rick sighed and leaned back in his chair. He was currently sitting up in his room looking out the window at the sky. Just at that moment the doorbell rang causing him to almost fall out of his chair. He got up and trotted down the stairs eager for something to do and wondering whom it was ringing the doorbell.
He opened the door to nothing. There was no one there, he was about to shut the door when he saw something on the porch. It was a small box wrapped in plain brown paper. Now some people would think this a bit unusual and probably call the local cops to check it out. But upon closer inspection he noticed the insignia of his archenemy. Rick grinned really big as he picked up the box and shook it a little.
“Who was that honey?” His mother called walked in from the den.
“Oh no one mother,” He said telling the truth. He turned around and held out the box for her to see.
“A package for you huh?” His mother said with a slight grin.
“No not for me per say,” Rick said grinning back.
“Well before you tell Agent Franks of this little development, do you have your homework done?” She asked.
“Yes, mother I do. I finished last night,” Rick said sighing.
“Just checking...be back for dinner or call,”
“Yes mom,” Rick said taking off up the stairs before she could lay a kiss on him.
He closed the door to his room and set the package on the bed. Then he got his sunglasses and his hat and the trench coat, laying each out on the bed. He would get the weapons together once he knew what he was up against. He carefully opened the package being careful in case it was booby-trapped. It wasn’t as he peered inside to see what was there.
All that was in the box was a floppy disk. He made a quizzical face and took the disk out and looked it over. There was no label or anything on the outside of it. ‘If this is a virus I will kill him for real’ Rick thought to himself. That had happened once before, it wasn’t anything that harmed his computer it was just a virus that was really annoying. Rick had given his arch nemesis a never-ending noogey for that little stunt. He finally got how to disarm the virus out of the little snot.
He carefully slipped the disk into his drive and opened it up. In the window for the disk it showed only one file. It was a sound file...MP3 to be exact. That was new, usually it was a very short video file. He double clicked the file and it started to play.
“Frankssss,” The voice started out. “I have something that you might want.” There was a slight pause then a lot of muffled screams and words. “You have defied me for the last time. This time you will fail and your friend and a few innocents I picked up on the street will perish. If you really want to try to save them then come to the old abandoned house on Eastside Dr. you better hurry I might get bored.” It ended with a very sinister laugh.
Rick had to grin at the end. He was getting good at the laugh, and he had the girls. His archenemy was Kevin a long time friend. And the hostages were more than likely Jess, Rachel, and Kim. They all went to the same school and played almost every weekend. They all were the same age and the same grade. The girls were always eager damsels in distress and really threw themselves into the role.
And speaking of roles it was time for Agent Franks to get to work. Rick turned around and walked over to the bed and pulled the trench on and then the hat. The last part of the costume would wait until he was ready. Now what he needed was weapons. He had a paint-ball gun, several different nerf guns, and an old fashion sling shot type weapon.
Well considering it was going to be at the house the paint-ball gun was out. That thing could really hurt at close range. So he loaded up three of the nerf guns and took the slingshot. He got all the darts he could find and loaded all he could into the guns and stuffed the rest in his various pockets. He then stood in front of the mirror and slid on his sunglasses bringing the persona of Agent Franks into full swing. He smiled at himself and then was off.
His room was on the second story but it had an outside porch, which was really cool, as far as he was concerned. He lowered the rope ladder that was there for fire safety reasons, to the ground and climbed down to the driveway. He took off down the alley taking the short way to the mansion that Kevin called home.
It really wasn’t a mansion, by a rich person standard. It was just a really big, old house. And since they were using it that meant that his parents weren’t home. Rick was wondering if they actually left him to his devices for once instead of getting a babysitter. Then another thought hit him. What if he had more hostages then Rick thought? He had to stop and laugh at that one. He then wondered who the unknowing babysitter was. This was going to be interesting and probably a lot of fun.
He came upon the house and looked like no one was home. But Agent Franks knew better. Well now which way to go? Franks decided that the front door would be the best. Drakes, his archenemy, knew he was coming so sneaking around would be fruitless. So he walked up to the stairs and to the door and turned the knob. It was unlocked and Franks pushed it opened but didn’t step in. Sure enough a white fluid came pouring down on the floor where an unwitting person would’ve been standing. But Franks had expected this and was being careful.
Franks stepped into the room and drew one of his weapons and cocked it readying it for firing. He knew the layout of the place and figured that he should clear the upstairs first. But that is usually what happened so he decided to change up a little and check out the downstairs first. There were six rooms down here and any one of them could be a trap or contain the evil guy.
The first two rooms where completely empty. The third one contained a trap of poison gas, which of course was just a little flour in a small bag. It was designed to be stepped on and make the flour shoot out in a cloud. Kevin’s mom was going to kill him for the mess. But since Franks didn’t set that one off he was spared. The forth one yielded the one hostage that Franks was kinda of counting on.
It was the babysitter. She was tied to a chair hand and foot. There was tape over her eyes and a thick scarf tied in her mouth. Rick looked real close at her and thought she looked familiar. He looked around the room for anything that looked like it might be dangerous and didn’t see anything. He carefully and quietly approached the first hostage. He must have made some sound because she turned her head toward him and started to make some noise. There wasn’t much though because of the gag.
He got to her and went to remove the tape from her eyes. Luckily the fiend hadn’t pressed it completely against the eyes so it came off easily. And then Rick got his confirmation of the person he was rescuing.
“Ms. Parker?” He asked in a hushed tone. The look in her eyes told him that she didn’t recognize him. Ms. Parker was a friend of his mother and a teacher. Not at their school but a private one across town. Rick took of his sunglasses and then acknowledgment showed on her face. He quickly un-gaged her and started on the ropes.
“Rick? What are you doing here?” She asked.
“Agent Franks ma’am,” He said. “I am here to save you and the others from this mad man.”
“Oh thank goodness,” She said with a giggle. Apparently she was willing to play along further. Rick took out a small nerf one shot pistol and handed it to her once he got her free.
“You know how to use this?” Franks asked.
“I was a kid once to you know,” Ms Parker said. Franks grinned and bit his tongue on the retort about her age. She wasn’t that old as adults go. She was about 5'10, with a trim figure, her long blonde hair was in a pony tail. Her blue eyes showed she was enjoying this game almost as much as Rick was.
“Come on stay close and don’t get ahead of me. If you see anything that isn’t tied down and not on our side shoot at it,” Franks instructed as he led the way to next room.
“Yes sir,” Ms. Parker said trying to keep serious.
They both cleared the remaining two rooms without incident. He led the way back to the stairs and started up them. He knew that there was one particularly weak step and would creak really loud if you stepped on it. He pointed to it and shook his head and then skipped it. Ms. Parker followed suit as they continued up the stairs. There was a long hall up here with five doors lining it. There were three on the left two on the right. Franks went to the first one and realized that it was partially open. He looked up and down the doorframe while Ms. Parker was watching and looking down the hall every now and again.
Franks found what he was looking for; he could see the trap just barely through the crack between the door and the jamb. There was a stick with string tied to it pinned against the wall with the door. Any movement would cause the trap to activate. There was really no way around this one, he was going to have to set this one off. He pushed Ms. Parker up against the wall and stood up against the wall on the other side of the door. He pushed the door open and the stick fell, then they heard a weight drop to the floor and zipper come open as a smoke screen of dust fell into the hall and doorway. Oh Kevin’s mom was really going to hurt him now. He waited for the dust to settle and quickly peered into the room. Now he knew the reason for the smoke screen.
There was a web work of string lining the floor. This was a representation of a laser trap. And there was another hostage in the center of the room. It was Kim, a short slightly on the pudgy side girl. She had red hair and freckles with pale brown eyes. She was like Ms. Parker when Agent Franks had found her. She was chair tied and blindfolded with a sock and gagged with tape. She had heard the weight drop and was making sounds like she wanted out real soon.
“Be careful and don’t step on the string, they are hooked up to bells. If he hears them the game is over.” He whispered to Ms. Parker whom just nodded and followed him into the room.
They made it into the center part of the web and started to work on freeing the girl. He got the blindfold off and then one of her hands came free and she reached for the gag before Agent Franks could. She pulled it off with a growl as he freed her other hand.
“That stuff smarts!” She said in a harsh whisper.
“You ought to try it on the eyes,” Ms. Parker suggested.
“I am going to get him this time,” Kim said as she rubbed her wrists and stood up. “I told him not to use that tape.”
“Well you know Drakes he can be quite a despicable person when he wants to be. Here take this,” Agent Franks handed her a multi-shot nerf gun.
“Oh I get the big gun?” She said smiling.
“You might need it, with the way you shoot,” Rick said.
“Ha, whatever let’s get the others and get him,” Kim said.
They all made their way back out into the hall and moved to the next room. This one was real easy the captive was on tied up on the bed and there were no traps. It was Jess who was struggling like an animal to try to get free. She was a brunette with her hair short and had a figure that would turn heads. But her attitude got in the way a lot and those piercing blue eyes would cause the strongest to flinch. You couldn’t see those eyes at the moment since the tape was covering them. It seemed Drakes was following a pattern with the captives. They all watched her struggle on the bed for a moment and then moved to free her. She jumped at the touch of so many hands at once but then relaxed when she realized that she was being untied. They let her remove the tape from her eyes and mouth.
“Thanks guys, I though I was going to be there forever,” Jess said trying to smooth our her hair. Franks handed her the sling shot and bag of really small pebbles. They wouldn’t break anything but you would know if it hit you.
“Oh gee thanks mister. What am I supposed to with this? Point it at him and wait for him to laugh himself silly?” Jess said.
“No you are supposed to use it against him. I have gotten a kill shot with it a dozen of times.” Franks said. Jess just sniffed in discontentment.
They started to head back out of the room and Franks was in the lead once everyone was out of the room the villain struck. The door to the last room down the hall slowly opened and Kevin, or Drakes, stuck his bleached blonde head out and took a pot shoot at Franks. Everyone scattered as they saw the projectile sail high. Ms. Parker ducked into the room again. Kim and Jess made for the room that Kim was kept in and Franks rolled on the floor for one of the doors that he head not cleared yet. This might have been a foolish move since there could have been a trap there. But there wasn’t and everyone was safe.
“You are one lucky agent you know that Franks?” Drakes called from the room.
“I prefer to think of it as skill.” Franks called back holding his gun in his hand. He saw two darts fly through the air heading toward the evil villain. That would have Kim since she had the multi shot.
“Oh my what a great shot,” Drakes said in a mocking tone.
“Shut up you!” Kim called back. She hated to be ribbed about the fact she couldn’t hit the broadside of a barn. Franks stuck his head out and leveled the gun at the open door and Drakes popped out again looking for a target and Franks fired. It missed but it was close.
“Well that one would have like to parted my hair partner,” Drakes said doing a John Wayne impersonation ending with a high pitched laugh. The door to the room slammed shut.
The three would be heroes carefully stepped out of their hiding places and approached the door that held the madman. They all took up positions of defense and Franks opened up the door and went to a knee and aimed. The only thing in the room was the last hostage tied to a chair. It looked like Rachel the dirty blonde hair was a dead give away. Franks cautiously entered the room with everyone else fanning out into the room.
The next things that happened almost did so simultaneously.
“Look out!” Kim called out raising her weapon and pointing it at the captive. Franks didn’t have time to react as he watched the captive raise their head and pull out a gun from behind them.
It was Drakes wearing a wig and preparing to shoot the hero. Franks tried to raise his gun but It was to late the dart hit him the chest just as a flurry of darts hit Drakes in the side of the face.
“Hey! Watch the face,” Drakes said. And they just there for a moment and then laughed.
“Well what happens now?” Ms. Parker wanted to know.
“At this point we usually declare a winner, but since the hero and villain died at the same time I am not sure who won,” Kim explained.
“I say that both of them lost and we win,” Jess said.
“That would be a first,” Kevin said.
“I guess that is the only fair thing,” Rick said.
“At least I won’t have to clean up the mess by myself,” Kevin said.
“Oh I see the loser gets to clean up the mess the traps left. I was wondering about that,” Ms. Parker said.
“Yeah I just hope you didn’t set them all off for the fun of it,” Kevin said groaning and taking off the wig he had been wearing.
“Where did you get that?” Rick asked.
“I found it up in the attic,” Kevin said. “I thought it would a good thing to trick Franks with. And it worked,”
“Yes it did. Hey wait a minute, aren’t we missing someone?” Rick asked.
“Oh yeah Rachel is in the closet. Think we should leave her there?” Kevin asked. Rachel was a petite little girl of brown eyes and strawberry blonde hair. But her size didn’t slow her down she was a feisty kid. And she let them know what she thought about leaving her there. As a pounding came from the closet as she kicked the wall as hard as she could.
“Well I guess we shouldn’t then,” Ms. Parker said laughing and going over to the door and opening it. Rachel squirmed her way out of the closet into the room. She had been getting good at movement unless you tied her up real well. She wasn’t blindfolded but was gagged and was yelling into it. Ms. Parker took the hint and removed the scarf.
“I can’t believe you would even think of doing that!” She yelled at Kevin as Ms. Parker started to untie her.
“I was just kidding,” Kevin said defending himself.
“Well it wasn’t funny,” Rachel said frowning and then she sat up and untied her feet when Ms. Parker finished untying the girl’s wrists.
“Well I must say you all play the most unusual games.” Ms. Parker said with a sigh.
“We have fun...thanks for letting us play,” Jess said.
“I was a little apprensive at first but I used to play these games as well when I was young.” Ms. Parker said.
“Really? Cool,” Kim said with a smile.
“What do you girls say we go downstairs for some ice cream cones while the losers...or the boys start to clean up the mess,” Ms. Parker said going into her babysitter routine again.
“All right!” Jess said and got nods from the other two girls. Kevin and Rick just shook there heads.
“Hey don’t look like that we were the ones that have tied up the last hour or so. So we deserve the treat,” Kim said.
“Yes we do come girls,” Ms. Parker said and lead the way out of the room as they all started to laugh as they headed downstairs.
“You think we can get some ice cream as well?” Rick asked.
“Not unless we hurry with this chore,” Kevin said picking up the rope and scarf off the floor.
“Yeah we may have to hurry, knowing them the will eat it all before we get a chance,” Rick said and they both laughed. And they started to clean up the mess and started to plan with each other then next adventure for Drakes and Special Agent Franks.

### Re: The Rescue Mansion

Post by Ranlar » Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:34 pm

That is the only one I have written...wha would you like to see in the next adventure and maybe I write one out.

### Re: The Rescue Mansion

Post by xtc » Thu Sep 20, 2012 2:03 am

Cute. Thanks.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
More by the same author: viewtopic.php?f=5&t=22729

### Re: The Rescue Mansion

Post by SelenaGfan » Thu Sep 20, 2012 3:22 am

That was a good adventure,more please.