American State of Lycanthropy

A Story by Abishai100

A romantic duo seeks a gem-insurance 'numbing' and must 'mute' a delusional baron with a hologram for a Homeland roadway(s) ruler-image.

A fun adaptation-fanfiction of the remake of that mod-classic/graphic crime-culture noir exposition of great Western readings (which we all like) The Getaway (Roger Donaldson), which I hope you like,

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AMLAN: Will you help me...'swindle' a gem-baron in Arizona, darling?
EZZY: I suppose there's 'space' for Facebook-commentary/scholarship.

Amlan/Ezzy, our two love-birds and heroes seeking this gem-confidence 'heat' deed in the southwest (Homeland) zoomed in their stolen VW-auto which they intended (only) to rent/return with a box of fake diamonds for swap in a blood-diamond baron-estate for a journal-write concerning American treasure-insurance 'chess' and were prepared (somewhat) for varied forms of underworld/insane capitalism-race vanities (hmm).

BARON ION: I'm sending my henchman to intercept this duo (Seamus).

ASSOCIATE: He's a fab-fan of social media, no?
ION: He's insane; he's posted on Facebook his 'agenda' for Wall-St.

ASSOCIATE: I wonder if there's a magazine-potential for a legend.

ION: Sure; Seamus wants a celebrity-role in criminal storytelling.

ASSOCIATE: Hail to social-media investors, eh?

Seamus tracked Amlan/Ezzy to a motel and was spotted by Amlan who used his silencer-gun to shoot the minion in the knee(s) and forced the ghoul to crawl into his auto and get to a local vet-center where he found a nice vet-man and his 'darling' mail-order-bride wife (Shelley) whom he seduced (after killing the hubby who treated him).

SHELLEY: We're together now, on this hero-tracking evil assignment?
SEAMUS: If we succeed, girlfriend, I'll make you a celebrity online.

SHELLEY: Alright!

AMLAN: We've the guns (now) to invade Ion's estate with an agenda.

EZZY: I wonder if this guy's bad enough to hypnotize me/us, Amlan.

AMLAN: I doubt you'd become my enemy in this hero-crusade, Ezzy!

EZZY: Relax; we've only to fear Seamus' flying sentinels of Hell.

AMLAN: Right-o; let's pray this ghoul we evaded doesn't resurrect.

EZZY: With guns (ha).

Despite this optimism, Amlan/Ezzy did (indeed) spot the 'resurrected' ghoul (Seamus) sent by Baron Ion, now 'enhanced' in confidence with this siren from Hell (Shelley) who wielded his machine-gun (for him). When they spotted Seamus at the gas-station where he stalked them, en-route to Ion's estate, Amlan shot him (again) in the heart.

SHELLEY: I'm just (now) the 'abandoned' maiden of the roadway(s).

AMLAN: Come with us, Shelley; turn your life round (once more).

EZZY: We promise there's diamond-religion for conversion(s) for you.

SHELLEY: Alright (wow).

The trio now arrived at Ion's estate, and Amlan, our prince of America, explained he 'rescued' Shelley from Ion's ghoul-for-hire (Seamus) and hoped to swap some gems for treasures/collectibles, if only he posted (with him) on social-media insurance examination value(s), which Baron Ion agreed to do, after Ezzy/Shelley got him drunk (ha).

ION: I'm too drunk to be critical to evaluate your gem-swap value(s).

AMLAN: Good; I'll post your estate-image on Facebook (insurance-IQ).

ION: Seems we'll both 'surface' from this exchange as pirate-gossip.

AMLAN: The three of us (Shelley/Ezzy) will be in Canada in time.

ION: Alright.

Amlan/Ezzy succeeded to swipe this evil diamond-baron of the Homeland (Ion) and drew 'eyes' for treasure-insurance commentary on social-media and delivered the 'converted/reborn' Shelley back to her hometown and then fled to Europe for marriage/retirement. They had a daughter (Danica) for whom Amlan purchased a Duke-Barbie media-sports culture figurine and hoped she'd learn of the capitalism-race 'magic' of optimism concerning civilization's 'unique' aesthetic.

DANICA: A sports-Barbie (for me); this is (all) sky-cool, daddy!

AMLAN: I know it; glad you see this 'magic' in America, Danica (good).

DANICA: You're a hero, daddy.

AMLAN: I am; not a werewolf; you'll learn of American materialism.