Tooth Spike prolouge

Okay..this is my new story called TOOTH SPIKE 

TOOTH SPIKE Gilbeanie 

prolouge...

As the moon rose behind the dark clouds, a woman aged about 50, raced silently across a bare plain of gravel.  Her master was waiting. Up ahead she saw a mansion.  It seemed out of place in the barren landscape, but she knew it was there for a purpose.  As she reached the building, a guard stood in her way.

“Password” he muttered.  He had no emotion in his voice, as if he were a robot.

“Scatta” she replied with confidence in her voice.

“Enter” said the guard as he opened the door to let her in. 

Inside the building was a man.  He had long arms and very short stubby legs.  His T-shirt had the picture of a black spike.  He had wild grey hair.  His name was Mr Jordan.  No one knew his first name.

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“Good evening” he said with the slightest smirk in his voice, “or should I say goodbye”.

“I don’t understand sir” said the woman.

Suddenly, Mr Jordan held up a gun. 

“You failed me”, said Mr Jordan “Toothspike would have worked if it wasn’t for you”.

“I tried sir”, said the woman, “some stupid lady got in my way.  We would all have died if I didn’t destroy her machine”.

“Sorry” said Mr Jordan, “but there is one good thing.  Whoever I kill gets to know my real name”.

Mr Jordan whispered something in the woman’s ear then shot her.

“Now Toothspike is complete” he said.