Tower-Phenomes

A Story by Abishai100

A tower adventure on Earth for capitalist-IQ yields an engagement between heroes, one of which whose evil-twin is the brainchild behind the 'invasion' document.

A bright Saturday adaptation/fanfiction of the iconic terrorism-superstition series of excellent Die Hard films. Happy '24,

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Well, it was high-season in the Western city of incomplete-distances to bureaucracy-confidence because of new age terrorism, and our Homeland quartet of idealist-capitalists were in the midst of a special breakthrough for securities-checks/operations concerning a very cool corporate gathering chess-tied to a diamond-investment company from Holland, and it made for quite a stir on social-media citizenry-traffic windows and portals (wow).

AMLAN: My twin-brother (very evil); estranged from youth; wondering of him.

MARCUS: This is securities-excellence training-day for capitalist-soldiers now!

EZZY: Yeah, Amlan, I wouldn't sweat your bro (Ajay) for this city-tower party.

DANICA: Besides, if there's troubles with IRA-retirement chats, we're heroes.

AMLAN: If it's Facebook-like, I'm all for a cool pedestrian storybook.

Only, this wouldn't be a cool storybook for Mr. Amlan Satan, whose estranged Algerian bro (from youth!), Ajay, had now developed himself into a fully-grown world-terrorist, having departed from the company of the new invisible organization of terror/media (e.g., Cobra) and going on his lonesome-dove path to swap the diamonds at the tower-party, rumored to be chess tied to blood-diamond highways from Sierra Leone conflict-zone (which Amlan didn't know of yet), with eco-terrorism message glass-animal figurines for a civilization image in hellraiser photo-synthesis (for troubles in bureaucracy!).

AJAY SATAN: "Ladies and gentlemen, my brother (twin!) was to serve as security maestro and intelligence-man for capitalist-theory at this diamond-company city-tower 'event' for media culture, but I'm taking-over (incompletely) for a short-time to send a special eco-message, and if you do not heed this omen from Hell, I assure you the foundations of this Western skyscraper will crumble with my device(s), and I merely seek to walk-out with some eco-politics items placed in the tower's primary vault-room (with your bloody-treasures) and leave-behind special and symbolic democracy-oriented sports-media/matrix items of real competition and reform minded value...perhaps even for your 'American' love of Super Bowl fanaticism (ok?)...do not disappoint...and you'll return to all of your Halftime-showcases for James Bond movies and Facebook like happiness (good)."

Wow, Ajay Satan delivered a knockout AntiChrist message with his hostile-takeover of the city-skyscraper held diamond-capitalism media 'event' with a cool suited businessman-entry with 'credentials' for investor-relations prior to his closet-transformation (mutation?) into a dark terrorist-thief with the simplified agenda for eco-message treasure-lifts for bureaucracy-readings in this tale of Earthling troubles. What did he want? Did Mr. Satan (Ajay) hold a past-emotion grudge against his overground hero-brother/twin (Amlan), or was this simply some eco-diamonds Facebook-Selfie commentary flare for commerce and fortune's hard class?

AMLAN: I knew it...Ajay was destined to be a dark messenger of anarchy.

MARCUS: We've sneaked out the party-room and we'll scour for weaknesses.

EZZY: As long as we stay communicative (phones) and work as a team, we win.

DANICA: Amlan was correct-o; Ajay Satan is a cool-cat of masked arts.

AMLAN: We mustn't fail...he'll make a Facebook-ad image for 9/11 vanities.

MARCUS: With you on that one (no Facebook-poke).

Well, fortunately for our Homeland quartet of idealists in this city-tower drama of Inferno-like proportion, their shared passion and teamwork dry-excellence proved to be the right-stuff challenge for Ajay Satan, who seemed to be coldly-calculating and (eventually) revealed as a simple treasure-thief, with a false-prophet eco-message terrorism veil, perhaps to fund some post-deed 'career' in 21st-Century photo-graphics for bureaucracy-and-infrastructure madness (wow).

AJAY: Where'd you get it?
AMLAN: There was a nitrogen-lab in the science-wing of the tower, brother.

AJAY: You'll shoot me with an ice-gun, Amlan Satan?

AMLAN: Why not...for the deed of a bad thief from the underworld, Ajay?

AJAY: You don't have the intelligence for such evil-twin hero-theatrics, Amlan.

AMLAN: We'll see...after I shoot your feet...and then your heart (regret).

AJAY: You always were the (more) genius brother (Empire).

Amlan adapted this misadventure of city-tower heroics into a Pulitzer-caliber novel (Diamonds Force), given his lifelong love of writing, which his evil-twin despised and envied! The tower was saved, the real blood-diamond conspiracy exposed, and treasure's image for social media restored for sane-vanities. However, the street-chat(s) flew that Mr. Amlan Satan would (forever) regard his evil-twin as a dark-side messenger of the worst face of capitalism...incomplete-distances to (actual) materialism breaks (hmmm).