Devil’s Dance Floor

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Characters in this story

  • NPC — Background charater
  • Amelia — An 18-year-old Yorkshire goth teen turned anti-hero vigilante. Fierce and patriotic, she dual-wields pistols to fight corruption and threats to British values. She fights against the corruption and incompetence in the British government, specifically against Prevent, an authoritarian intel agency.
  • Charlie — Charlie, an 18-year-old British teen, ditches college for radical life with Amelia. From naive gamer tempted by extremism, he becomes a cynical terrorist and Amelia's Clyde to her Bonnie in their anti-corruption crusade. Sarcastic, resourceful, with a dry wit masking moral conflict.
  • Charlene — The twin sister of anti-hero Charlie from Pathways. She begins on a peaceful path working on behalf of the Restore Britain Party for Rupert Lowe as a staff member to go against Prevent. As the story proceeds, Charlene joins Amelia and Charlie's crusade to take down Prevent.
  • Sean — Amelia's older Irish cousin, hailing from a group of Irish travelers. His father was a member of the IRA. He's the grizzled yet fiery mentor figure who taught Amelia street survival that prepared her for her life as a terrorist.
  • Cú — Sean's loyal wolfdog companion, a hybrid bred from a gray wolf and an Irish Wolfhound for maximum strength, intelligence, and loyalty. Cú was raised alongside Sean during his formative years, becoming an integral part of his black-market runs and underground fights.
  • Brigid — Sean's mother, and the leader of the original gang of Irish travellers started by Sean's father.
  • Norm — Sean's little brother and a member of Brigid's gang of Irish travellers.
  • Trixie — An MI6 agent who masqueradeas as a stereotypical British chav. She is investigating Prevent and becomes a reluctant ally with Amelia.
  • Shay — Sean's second. Rode with Sean's father. Holds the fort, asks no questions, misses nothing.
Story transcript

Brigid: Stay where I can find you.

Norm: I will, Ma.

Brigid: Right. Listen to me. Fighters front and rear. Wounded, children, and anyone who can't fight stay in the middle.

Brigid: Nobody outruns me. Nobody gets left behind. Lets move!

Sean: GIT YER ARSES DOWN!

Sean: Two left. One centre. Shay, right side!

Charlene: You owe me a kiss, Celt.

Sean: I’ll do more than that, a stór.

Charlene: I’ll hold you to it, love.

Charlie: Transport level's left at the next split. The map's clean.

Sean: The corridor isn't... And these feckers know dat.

Sean: Ma. Don't bring de column through yet.

Brigid: What've you got?

Sean: A funnel. They're givin' us de corridor.

Brigid: Clear it.

Sean: On it, ma!

Sean: Clear.

Brigid: There's room ahead! Children between adults! Wounded against the inside wall! Keep moving! Nobody gets separated!

Trixie: You heard her! Keep the corridor open!

Charlie: Straight route's quicker.

Brigid: Not with this many civilians. Take us west, Charlie.

Charlie: Adds five minutes, Miss Brigid.

Brigid: Then we spend five minutes. It's safer.

Sean: Cú! Kill!

Sean: Go on.

Sean: Dats enough! Ye got 'em. Good boy.

Sean: Ma! Hard point!

Amelia: I can flank the bastard! Cover me!

Brigid: No need, love. Already got 'em.

Amelia: Aunt Brigid?

Brigid: Yes, Amelia?

Amelia: I fucking love you, so much...

Brigid: Love you too, sweetheart.

Sean: Can we save de family reunion till we're outside?

Amelia: Jealous, my pikey cousin?

Sean: Keep movin', goth lass!

Norm: You’re out. Look at me. You’re with us. Come along.

Brigid: Both of you. Middle. Now.

Norm: Yes, Ma.

Charlie: They’ve cut this sector off from central control. Thirty seconds.

Sean: Multitaskin’, Charlie-boy?

Charlie: Trying to.

Sean: Try faster.

Charlie: Cheeky bastard...

Charlie: Okay. Done.

Amelia: Cheers, pikey.

Sean: Sláinte, crazy goth lass.

PREVENT RADIO: Lower Secure is lost. Armed detainees moving toward Transport!

PREVENT RADIO: They're approaching western access. Lethal containment authorized. Kill these fucking pikeys already!

Sean: Lovely bunch, ain't dey?

Brigid: Don’t.

DETAINEE: After what they did—

Brigid: They surrendered... Disarm them, then keep moving.

Brigid: Sean—on your right!

Sean: On it, Ma!

Shay: Everyone keep together! You're nearly there!

Trixie: To think a heavily armed Prevent black site is getting their arses handed to them by a bunch of crazy Irish gypsies.

Amelia: What do you want written on your tombstones, you Commie cocksuckers?!

Trixie: Ah yes. Plus the goth girl with Berettas. I swear to God. The boys at Legoland are gonna have a fucking field day when they hear about all of this.

Charlie: Transport’s directly behind this.

Sean: They’re waitin’ fer us.

Brigid: I know.

Sean: Still got everyone, Ma.

Brigid: Then let’s keep it that way.

Charlie: Door’s ready.

Brigid: Open it.

Sean: Ah, Christ... Dats a lot of ’em. Feck me.

Brigid: There's a lot of us, Sean. We can take them. Besides... they’ve got our transport.

Brigid: Now then. Let’s kill these bastards, get those vehicles, and get the hell out of here!