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ImagineTheStarsHank Miller
*24 years ago, New York State Juvenal Correctional facility*
A boy, late teens sat in handcuffs in an old jumpsuit. His nose was bleeding and was broken. "Hank? You know how bad you situation is right?" The boy stayed quiet, refusing to make eye contact. "Hank. You turn 18 in two weeks. If you don't improve how you act in these walls the walls you will get throw behind next will be much worse." The boy looked up, still not speaking. "Hank. Come on I can't keep--"
Hank cut off the man. "How's Sarah?" The man was silent for a bit. "She's doing good, she just got accepted into a local collage. She says she can't wait to see you again." Hank smiled, he missed her a lot. "Hank? I know you two like each other, I can tell this. But I can't let my daughter be with someone who's going to be in jail the rest of their life." Hank looked at the handcuffs. "So if I did good in here, you'd let me date her?" The man sighed. "Maybe, it's hard to say. But I can see the good in you Hank, you just got to focus on that." Hank smiled, he had two weeks to fix his life.
*Now, Kilo point remains*
Hank put the truck in park. He needed to take his anger out on something. He still had much anger from his time here on Kilo Point. He figured it would be as good a place as any to set off the nuke. No one was around, and it only carried bad memories. Hank thought of the Irony of the situation, the last person who tried to set off this same bomb had died along with about a dozen others. Now he was here setting it off when he was the one to stop it all those years ago, though now it ws in the form of an I.E.D. instead of a missile.
*24 years ago, New York State Juvenal Correctional facility*
A boy, late teens sat in handcuffs in an old jumpsuit. His nose was bleeding and was broken. "Hank? You know how bad you situation is right?" The boy stayed quiet, refusing to make eye contact. "Hank. You turn 18 in two weeks. If you don't improve how you act in these walls the walls you will get throw behind next will be much worse." The boy looked up, still not speaking. "Hank. Come on I can't keep--"
Hank cut off the man. "How's Sarah?" The man was silent for a bit. "She's doing good, she just got accepted into a local collage. She says she can't wait to see you again." Hank smiled, he missed her a lot. "Hank? I know you two like each other, I can tell this. But I can't let my daughter be with someone who's going to be in jail the rest of their life." Hank looked at the handcuffs. "So if I did good in here, you'd let me date her?" The man sighed. "Maybe, it's hard to say. But I can see the good in you Hank, you just got to focus on that." Hank smiled, he had two weeks to fix his life.
*Now, Kilo point remains*
Hank put the truck in park. He needed to take his anger out on something. He still had much anger from his time here on Kilo Point. He figured it would be as good a place as any to set off the nuke. No one was around, and it only carried bad memories. Hank thought of the Irony of the situation, the last person who tried to set off this same bomb had died along with about a dozen others. Now he was here setting it off when he was the one to stop it all those years ago, though now it ws in the form of an I.E.D. instead of a missile.