Fury

[Fraroc]

Chapter Twelve

Jason got the job.




The interview with Jack went extremely well. Jack admired Jason’s riding skills and can-do attitude towards being a stablehand and welcomed him on board. Jason was so overflowed with gratitude when Jack told him he had the job that instead of a firm handshake, he gives him a big hug. The only thing comparable was a band getting a successful record deal. Also, Jason can also keep his beautiful black stallion, Dante at the stable.





Jason had the job of scattering hay across the quarantine pen for problem horses with Mike as his working partner. Jason walks in where he finds Mike already scattering the hay. Mike waves to him with a friendly smile and the two of them begin to engage in a conversation.

“Jason....you’re wearing a Kiss t-shirt! You like Kiss?”
“Hey Mike! Yeah, I love Kiss! Do you?”
“Kiss is one of my favorite bands! Rock n’ Roll All Nite, Strutter, Love Gun, Detroit Rock City....kickass songs, man!”
“I know, right? What is your favorite member of Kiss?”
“Ace Frehley without a doubt. He's a kickass guitarist, wrote some of the ILLEST solos and he was completley self taught! Who’s your favorite member? Is it Ace? or maybe Gene Simmons, Paul Stanley or Peter Criss?”




“My favorite is Eric Carr.”
“The one who died in 1991? He was a great drummer, God rest his soul.”
“You're God damn right he was a great drummer! He is my favorite member of Kiss and my absolute favorite drummer. You see, I play drums myself and Eric Carr is my musical inspiration.”
“Really?”
“Yep! In fact, back when I was in high school, I was friends with another Kiss fan and for Halloween, I bought a spandex jumpsuit, a coonskin jacket, a long, black curly wig, and some white, black and orange war paint and I went as Eric Carr! My friend went as Paul Stanley.”
“Pretty cool, man!”
"You want to know something else? When I first got Dante, that wasn't the name I initally was going to name him...I was actually thinking about naming him "Black Diamond" after the song!"
"Haha!!"





The temperature outside was eighty-nine degrees Fahrenheit. After their conversation about the Hottest Band in the World, to feel more comfortable, Jason takes his shirt off and puts it on the concrete wall, exposing the body of Adonis. Perfect six-pack abs, large biceps and broad pectorals.

“Holy f***ing sh*t dude......how much have you been working out?! You’re ripped as hell!!”
“Thanks Mike! You know what the secret is? It’s all the horseback riding I’ve been doing my entire life. Works your core great! Lets see what you got!”
"You want me to take my shirt off in front of you?"
"Come on Mike, we're both guys! We shouldn't be so self-consious about our bodies!"




Mike then smiles and takes off his sleeveless shirt to show Jason his well muscular toned upper body.

“Come on Mike; don’t be too hard on yourself. You’re pretty jacked yourself! I mean, your eight-pack abs are much better toned than mine!”
“Thanks dude...maybe we should hit the gym sometime...”

While Mike and Jason are talking while shirtless, they are blissfully unaware that they’re attracting an audience...




Marissa Markham and Jennifer Bettencourt, Both of them have their eyes fixated on two very athletic, muscular young gentlemen, completely shirtless in the quarantine pen. Marissa then whispers something to Jennifer very quiet so that no one else can hear.

“Oh....my...Jesus....Jason is so hot....”
“I told you!”
“Holy sh*t....he’s ten times as ripped as Mike....and he is literally the most handsome man I've ever seen.......”





“Yo, Mike...I think we’re attracting a bit of attention....”
“Hey girls, what’s up?”
“NOTHING!!!! I mean....we’re not...doing anything?”
“Where’s Karilla?”
“Oh...she went to the mall...she’ll be back here in a few minutes.”




Later that day, Mike and Jason are about to part ways and go home. But before either of them leave, Mike says something to Jason.

“I Love It Loud.”
“What?”
“My favorite Kiss song...I Love It Loud from the Creatures of the Night album.”
“Very good choice, Mine is Cold Gin from the first album they put out in ’74, Even though Eric Carr didn’t play on that song.”

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It was now night. 10 o’clock to be exact. The crickets were chirping and the wind caused the wheat field to rustle. The owner of a neighboring horse farm near Jack’s was riding his dapple-grey gelding back to the stable, where he hears some sort of commotion coming from the stable. He then kicks the horse’s side to make him go faster and rushes back to the stable to investigate what is going on.




The man is horrified to find one of his other horses lying on the floor of the barn, barely alive and the animal has a wound that appears to be bleeding quite badly. It’s evident that something had attacked the horse. The man tries his best to save the horse’s life, but it’s no use. The animal passes away in the man’s arms.

“NO!!!!!”




The man, seething with rage after what happened, hears hoof beats coming from outside. He sees the shadow of what appears to be a heavily-built black stallion. He doesn’t want to believe it, but it appears that there is a killer wild horse on the loose. He decides that tomorrow, he should warn his friend, Jack Silver about what happened.