Third Date: Its Over PART 1 by adorety ()
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Here's Part 1. Hopefully you are here first. The historical backstory is my idea/take on his past.
After they left the Bourbon Street Bar, he brought her to her apartment and she naturally invited him up. He did not decline.
They finally got there, after walking up several flights of steps after the elevator broke, When they entered he was immediately impressed. Indeed only a doctor could afford such a place. But, then again, she was young and an intern, so how did she afford this place. Her parents weren't rich, so some money must be coming from somewhere else. He silently chastised himself for not looking a little deeper into her records. He didn't think he had to. She gestured to the couch. “Jest wait heeyuh a moment, hon. I'm gawna change inta somtin a liddle moore cumftable.” And she went into another room.
He loved her accent. It made her very approachable and likable. If you didn't know her it almost made her seem ignorant or akin to a bimbo. But when she started a debate or presented a new theory all those illusions dissipated immediately. She was brilliant. She just didn't hide her roots or upbringing. She had been born and raised in the Brooklyn Quarter of the greater New York City area.
The view was magnificent. He could see a lot of the city. It took his thoughts.
The vast sprawl of what is now called New York was divided into smaller sub regions over the last two centuries. Different terms were used for these smaller regions such as suburbs, districts, quarters and zones. Since it was first founded this city had grown vast and now it stretched up Long Island and his district had become a city unto itself.
His district was originally an exposition of the 1929 worlds fair created by his genius grandfather in response to the stock market crash, which had not affected his family. His grandfather was a genius and became one of the youngest entrepreneurs, ever at age nineteen, backed by his family's old wealth. This region was to be a housing and industry district for the destitute at that time. As long as you worked, you had housing. The success of the modernization and urbanization of this district was an explosive success. Yet, despite ten years of booming success, some things fell through the cracks. The exponential growth of the city was more than his grandfather and politicians could handle and various crime syndicates rose up in the shadows turning the once bright future into a dark haven of crime.
Many ignored the rise of this crime until it was too late. World war two broke out and created even more opportunities for criminals in arms trading and anything related to turning the war one way or the other. Some criminals welcomed the war and wanted it to go on indefinitely since the fallout was lining their pockets and bank accounts. His grandfather felt personally responsible. He did not want to leave a dark stain and dangerous city for his son Thomas to grow up in. He wanted his son to help the people and not hide behind high fences and massive wealth. His grandfather was the first hero of the city from the time of the second world war until the late 60s. With the help of the honest police commissioner and his men, the city was eventually well cleaned and protected. The son, Thomas, would never know the real hero his father was, but was deeply saddened when he was called into the main hospital's private wing to see his dying father for the last time.
He had been injured beyond help and his dying words to his son were cryptic, but assuring. “Crime is in check again, Thomas. The worst has been slain and for that I also pay the price with my own life. Be true to your city, for it is now your city, and when you have children, make sure it is kept safe for them to grow up in. Remember what I taught you and do not hide behind walls. Let the people share in our wealth, but never let the politicians control what you do.”
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adorety () 4:48PM | Mon, 09 September 2013
Thomas had replied. “Father I will do as you say, but the governors of our city know what's best for managing the city. I will use our technology to help the people, but I'm a doctor, not a politician. I will leave young Mr. Fox in charge of the tech and special industries and I will concentrate on health divisions and continue my practice. In that way I will give to the city.” “I understand Thomas, but I urge you to consider that most men in power, or women even, do not have the people's best interest at heart. Don't let the wrong people have access to the kind of technology you can develop. You are wise to trust Lucius.” With that he went into a massive coughing fit from the damage to his lungs and passed out, never to awake again. In a matter of hours, he was dead. The police commissioner, Jameson Gordon, was a family friend and was close to Thomas' father and to Thomas. He consoled Thomas and his wife and offered what detail he could concerning his father's death. But all he could say was that his father was a hero and had stopped a master criminal from destroying the entire city and an area in a twenty five mile radius with an energy device developed by their own tech division that had been stolen. It would be nearly eleven years before Thomas and Martha's first child was born. Thomas was forty and Martha thirty three when Thomas' wife became pregnant and a son was born and named after Thomas' father. An only child who lost his own parents because his own father did not heed all of his father's words. Thomas took over his father's legacy, but did not pay attention to the worst parts of the city. Slowly, but surely, new crime lords and the criminally insane began to emerge. When Thomas was killed along with his wife in an alley, corruption quickly spread as the new face of crime wanted a piece of the action and only a few honest police and attorneys fought against it. Jameson Gordon and his wife had moved away when Thomas' father had died in '69. He feared the change that might come with his friend's death and wanted to protect his ten year old son, Jameson Jr. Eventually young Jameson, Jim, followed in his father's footsteps and returned to his home city and has helped to make a difference. Thanks for stopping by. Go to part 2 for the punchline and the story will continue after that, so stay tuned....
eekdog () Online Now! 6:22PM | Mon, 09 September 2013
superb moody work my friend. love both frames.
vitachick () 3:36AM | Tue, 10 September 2013
Sure you aren't from Brooklyn? Love the accent lol.. Another great chapter and render!
Ken _Gilliland () Online Now! 10:57AM | Tue, 10 September 2013
both renders are great-- though like the moodiness of the staring at the cityscape
RodS () Online Now! 11:46AM | Sun, 15 September 2013
As always, excellent artwork and compelling writing - great stuff, Art! I'm beginning to get a feeling where this is going..... I think....... I'm interested to see if I'm right,,,,,