Killing-Zoe (Fanfiction)*

A Story by Abishai100

An 'epic' fanfiction of the Avary-smash about street-anarchy for a Robin-Hood vision turned sour-to-hell, offering the mod-Earth 'image' of wrought misery/bread.

A 'bright' (and epic!) fanfiction of that iconic heist-psyche film Killing Zoe (Roger Avary). Thanks so much for reading (and enjoy!),

DISCLAIMER: This work of 'fanfiction' offers no ties to the referenced/original film and is purely a 'personal' expression for hyperbole/reference (for 'open' language-arts).

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Amlan prepared to reunite with his estranged/deranged twin (brother Ajay) in the challenged post-9/11 era Homeland (US) Windy-City of those 'incomplete-distances' to traffic/commerce 'linked' social media and network securities in their mod-age of piracy/terrorism troubles for Earth (hmm). Amlan Satan and Ajay Satan enjoyed detective-comics as youngsters but drifted since college-days (Dartmouth) and hoped they'd reconcile in the Windy-City after deciding they differed (much) about politics-realism and personal ideology-based life-decisions (for career, etc.). Amlan Satan, the more 'grounded' of the twin-set, was interested in the 'Great Republic' for capitalism 'chess-stalemate' oriented sanity, while Ajay was more the libertine and 'inventor' of street-intelligence/intuitions and enjoyed the works of Upton Sinclair and Howard Zinn. How these two would ever reconcile would remain a mystery, but this Windy-City misadventure, concerning a blood-diamond claim for 'pseudo-vigilantism' is all hand-write for the mod-Earth 'chemistry' of insurance/bread materialism. Follow along, in this tale of 'wrought' photo-synthesis.

AMLAN SATAN: Well, I still feel apprehensive about eco-capitalism warfare, bro.

AJAY: Relax, wiser-twin; this Howard-Zinn inspired 'deed' is social-media Selfie-IQ!

AMLAN: Won't the media label us as like cinematic 'fools' for love/war for gems?

AJAY: You're still the nutty-professor (Dartmouth), but hey, I'm a Catholic (too)!

AMLAN: I know, I know, but an Xmas-season blood-diamond raid is quite unusual.

AJAY: You crack the safe with acid using lock-sensitivity for integrity; I'll crowd-IQ.

AMLAN: Just don't kill the guardsman without cause, my wild brother of Chicago.

AJAY: If this turns out to be the fable for your adaptation-writing, you'll Selfie me.

AMLAN: Alright (for social media).

Well, Ajay, the wild-sibling, of the Satans, persuaded the grounded/calmer Amlan Satan to think 'clearly' about this Windy-City bank-raid of the (Ion-company) 'rumored' blood-diamond storage drawing street-rumor(s) about eco-minerals mining/insurance corruption for world-gem market capitalism veils draping into North America in the post-9/11 era Homeland of 'incomplete-distances' to commerce-grid secured globalism/transit securities (for social media commentary, etc.). He succeeded in the 'persuasion' with a Windy-City pub-reading of the iconic populist-incendiary 'critique' work by Howard Zinn expositing on the quality of populations-driven Western history 'mobilization' through methods like social asset seizure(s) agendas (for documentations/storyboards). Amlan wondered if he'd been unraveling since his days at Dartmouth, feeling the 'natural' vertigo of not-boasting a wild (or evil!) twin (Ajay Satan).

AJAY: We heist the police-truck transporting the Ion-gems to the Chicago bank.

AMLAN: With street-theater costumes and prop water-rifles filled with acid?

AJAY: We drive the truck to the bank and claim we're costumed officials for media.

AMLAN: An insurance statement involving bank-photos of Ion's holdings (with heist).

AJAY: We state, "We're recording the bank-burn and gem-swap for theater (now)."

AMLAN: If the crowd wonders, you claim it's some (Interpol-relation?) video.

AJAY: It'll be as 'swift' as Howard-Zinn claims about Western 'street' mobility, bro.

AMLAN: Weird...well, I can do the acid-sensitivity 'stunt' in the vault (30mins).

AJAY: Good, if police-backup arrive, I'll claim the hostage-guardsmen for escape(s).

AMLAN: What, I'm to post on media this was some (Interpol-relation?) inside-stage?

AJAY: We blame bureaucracy for any 'false' hypothesis for Ion blood-diamond IQ.

AMLAN: Insurance for insurance (laced with Windy-City 'open' photo-synthesis).

AJAY: I told you I wasn't that crazy, Mr. Satan.

AMLAN: Alright (for social media).

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption (today) threatens 'rogue' finance/piracy and makes terrorism-woe, even in control-zones directed for world-traffic securities super-vision and asset/insurance bread-mechanics.

AJAY SATAN: Wow, good comment (good read in media)...but makes for 'bureaucracy' in cinema/craftsmanship nonetheless (ha).

BANK MANAGER: The masked-men entered and we doubt some Interpol-ignorance.

INTERVIEW: They 'stole' a teller named Zoe at the scene, you say?
BANK MANAGER: If she's some 'Oswald' in some Chicago-capital intelligence, right.

INTERVIEW: You don't know if this 'Zoe' had any pre-theater knowledge of the deed?

BANK MANAGER: None whatsoever, and Ion blood-diamond rumors are eco-liberal.

INTERVIEW: So no ties to 9/11 or anything like that?
BANK MANAGER: Our Windy-City 'institution' is fine-language.

INTERVIEW: Good.

Amlan/Ajay looked quite the part on the day of this grand opera of blood-diamond 'pseudo-vigilantism, and Amlan took just the promised 30mins. to burn the vault to make the 'eco-statement' (for insurance) of the 'rumored' (Ion-company) blood-diamonds with (symbolic) glass-animal miniatures/sculptures, and Ajay (as promised) took-over crowd-control and fended off any police heroics when backup following the truck-seizure (prior to the actual 'Satanic' bank-arrival) got to the bank. Ajay communicated with the police 'force(s)' with his (borrowed) iPhone and suggested if he and Amlan didn't make it to an Xmas-exchange spot in New Orleans for a costume-party 'veiled' (Interpol-relation?) diamond-exchange event (some Mardi-Gras pre-season exhibition for Homeland consumerism tied to the Saints/sports), he'd 'leak' to the media (helplessly) that the CPD failed to choreograph all 'intelligence' work(s) with blood-diamond (insurance) examination 'deeds' for Xmas-consumerism (social media culture) commentary. This (swiftly) became a dog-day-afternoon for the 'theater' of consumerism-design(s).

ZOE: Tomorrow, I'll show you the real Windy-City, Amlan Satan.

AMLAN: Now that I'm free of Ajay, my evil-twin, Zoe, I'd like to apologize for him!

ZOE: Hey, a vigilantism-proportion has good-intention(s) at heart, Amlan Satan.

AMLAN: Thanx for being such a patriot in there, my fare-lady.

ZOE: You did your part...let the law handle (all) matters (for social media).

AMLAN: You're a calming-force (in deed); maybe you wanted to be a fashion-guru?

ZOE: Nah...I'm just a flower-girl, a bank-teller; glad to have 'rescued' you instead.

AMLAN: Ajay would've killed me, once he knew I was in love with you; compromise.

ZOE: Surely, Satan; I'm thinking the law is tracking your twin, the wilder one.

AMLAN: Right-o; I guess I'll adapt this into some gem-fashion modeling faerie-tale.

ZOE: For me (thanx)?

FBI: There were 'street-theater' acid-rifles (toys!) filled with HCL?

WITNESS: There's a 'play' here for some street-intelligence/buzz for journals.

FBI: Well, if there's some (Interpol-relation?) association for Ion, we'll find it.

WITNESS: What happened to the teller-lady (Zoe)?

FBI: We're unsure; but all the weapons have been seized; we're trailing Ajay Satan.

WITNESS: What about the other brother --- Amlan Satan?
FBI: We think he 'bailed' on the 'Crusade' for Chicago; Ajay's the mark-man (here).

WITNESS: Thanx (so much).

FBI: Good for social media.

AMLAN: Just give me 4 more minutes, brother.

AJAY: How long does it take, with that acid in your palm(s), you idiot?

AMLAN: You think I'm compromising (here/now), Mr. Satan?

AJAY: I think you're thinking of that teller flower (Zoe) and not this vault-iron IQ.

AMLAN: Sorry...just need to time the burn and lock-position and gears (alarms).

AJAY: Aha, swiftness in erosion for efficiency in vault-design manipulation(s), ok.

AMLAN: Thanx (a lot).

Amlan/Zoe made it to the Chicago-pizzeria after Zoe helped him treat the knife-cut Ajay Satan made on Amlan's cheek after discovering his 'wiser' brother's more 'religious' goal to ditch the heist/vigilantism for the sake of the teller (Zoe) who'd forced him to rethink this entire Windy-City hellmouth for media. The pizza at the Chicago eatery felt more like the Homeland than any vigilantism-miracle Ajay Satan had 'cooked' for the brothers (surely).

ZOE: Blood-diamonds are financing, like the IRA and Hamas and stuff, you know.

AMLAN: Surely, but I don't care; Ajay was going to kill you as a 'decoy' stunt.

ZOE: To prove this was (in deed) some high-level intelligence-work with danger(s)?

AMLAN: He lost his mind; I needed to get you (and me) out of there, for 9/11.

ZOE: That was Ajay Satan's plan --- the 'exploitation' of 9/11 fears (I think).

AMLAN: You're surely the sharp-miracle lady I needed to find inside the bank.

ZOE: All's 'fare' in war-and-materialism (ok).

When a British-Columbia riot (streets) broke-out following the media 'glitter' surrounding this Windy-City lore about blood-diamond/insurance theater for post-9/11 era Western 'paranoia' made by the Satans (Amlan/Ajay), Amlan whispered to his newfound love/guide Zoe, "This was (originally) simply some eco-capitalism messaging about wrought values for treasure-motions control(s)...yielding (sadly) a street-anarchism for this fare-Earth 'troubles' with lentils (for compromise), darling."

We find the escaped Ajay Satan in Brussels (2 years later!), negotiating with some terrorists over some 'world-fare' symbolic soft/zesty (Indian) luchi-bread thanksgiving diner-plate chat(s) and thinking (deeply) about some piracy-deed with blood-diamond media-prestige for post-9/11 journals; and wondering if his 'wiser' brother (Amlan Satan) had made it (all-the-way) to those 'safe' shores of Earth's bureaucratic hospitality-readings (wow).