Drago Vice Episode I

[Drago Cesar]

The scene is set in Birmingham, Alabama. The camera pans over to a garden, where we see K.D. Angelo kneeling, watering his plants. His expression is quite stone-faced; he seems to be giving his full attention to an activity most would consider redundant. After about a minute, we hear a truck pulling up and a package is tossed at K.D. The package hits him on the chest. The big man stands up and looks at whoever tossed it at him with a death glare. The camera pans to reveal a young mailman in his cheap, barely working mail truck. The mailman is wearing a tiny pair of headphones, and he appears to be talking to someone else.

 

Mailman: This job sucks. I'm out here in the middle of freaking nowhere, and this big dude is...OH SHI-

 

K.D. power walks over to the mailman as the truck screeches and speeds off into the distance. K.D. lets go of the water hose.

 

K.D.: Sissies.

 

He walks over to the package and opens it up. He finds a nice suit inside, as well as a plane ticket to Miami and a letter. K.D. starts reading the letter and his eyes widen.

 

K.D.: ....Drago? How the.....

 

The big man shrugs.

 

K.D.: Guess now is as good of a time as ever to have a vacation.

 

DAYS LATER......

 

The scene opens up.....Well, not really. The screen is still black, but we can hear some commotion in the background. Some light shines through the bottom of the screen as what looks to be a door opening up. It opens completely to reveal Drago and K.D., wearing white and light blue suits, respectively.

 

Drago Cesar: Versus give us very good yacht. Look to me like it fill with surprise too.

 

K.D.: Sweet ride.

 

Drago Cesar: But who gonna drive?

 

K.D.: You kidding me? I can't even fit in that little side car.

 

Drago pulls out a coin from his pocket.

 

Drago Cesar: How about this: we flip the coin. Whoever win get to drive it.

 

K.D.: Deal.......I call Heads.

 

Drago Cesar: Tail never fail!

 

Drago flips the coin and it lands on the top of his hand. Drago covers it with his other hand immediately and looks toward K.D. After a few seconds, the hunter lifts up his hand to reveal......Tails. K.D. looks rather annoyed.

 

Drago Cesar: Hmm....Better luck next time my friend!

 

The camera cuts to show that we're in Miami; the sun is shining, people are relaxing on the beach, and the atmosphere feels quite fresh. We turn to Drago sitting on a motorcycle, more specifically, a Kawasaki KZ 900; dubbed "The King of Motorcycles" by enthusiasts. The camera pans to show K.D. sitting on the side car, wearing a helmet, and of course, having a stone-faced expression on his face.

 

Drago Cesar: You bring helmet?

 

K.D.: Safety first.

 

Drago tilts his head as the duo take out their shades from their suits and put them on at the same time. The hunter revs up the motorcycle and speeds off.

 

 

Crockett's theme blares in the background as Drago drives around the city.

 

K.D.: (yelling) So what are we looking for?

 

Drago: (yelling) Crimes! Try to find bad people doing bad things!

 

K.D. simply nods. We see Drago driving around a bit when he comes to a red light. He looks around and notices a lowrider pulling up next to him. He thinks everything is normal when he sees the driver pull out a matchbook; the cover of it has what looks to be a lucha mask on it. Drago squints and notices that the mask is none other than Ligermask! The red light turns green and the lowrider speeds off. Drago starts following it, but from a far distance away as not to raise any suspicion. The lowrider turns a few corners and comes to a stop right next to a hotel. The guy in the lowrider gets out of his car and walks inside. Drago pulls up and parks right next to his car. Drago steps out of the vehicle and looks toward K.D., who is struggling to get out of the side car. Drago walks over and grabs both of his hands, pulling with all his might until the big man pops out of the seat, the force causing Drago to fall to the ground. Drago gets to his feet.

 

Drago Cesar: You coming with me?

 

K.D.: I'm hungry. Gonna go see if there's some Sun Chips I can grab. But you know I got your back.

 

Drago tilts his head in confusion as he turns around and walks inside. Drago walks past the main hallway and notices the suspicious individual entering an elevator. The door's about to close when Drago manages to get in just in time. He stands on the opposite side of the suspect. He notices that the 5th floor button has been highlighted; the guy looks toward him, asking what floor he wants to go to.

 

Drago Cesar: 5th, thank you.

 

The elevator hums as it starts to ascend. Drago gets a good look at the man; he's wearing a suit quite similar to his, only it was completely black. His hand has a tattoo with a short phrase, but Drago can't make it out. The doors open and the suspect is the first to leave. Drago goes the other way but turns around to see that the man opens a door not too far from him at all. He enters, but leaves the door slightly open. Drago looks around; nobody else is in the hallway. He slowly walks over to the door, his footsteps being completely silent as the sneaks toward it; a trait he learned from his military days. He very carefully opens the door and peeks inside. It looks like the average hotel room; a small bed with a cheap flat-screen TV across from it. The bathroom door to the left was shut. Drago used this time to scan the area. He opens a few drawers and only seems to find clothes. He looks behind the TV, inside the fridge....nothing. Drago's frustration grows as he struggles to search for clues. He finally looks under the bed and his eyes light up, spotting a briefcase. He immediately pulls it out and opens it up; the case is full of bags of cocaine, fresh off the border. Drago closes it, and picks it up but he feels someone step behind him....He feels a cold metal on the back of his head; a gun was pointed at him.

 

Suspect: Turn around.

 

Drago complies and turns around. The glock was now pointed at his forehead.

 

Suspect: F***ing pigs think you can just waltz in here. You know if you hadn't seen what was in that, I wouldn't have to kill you right now.

 

Drago smirks as he realizes what's going on.

 

Suspect: WHAT'S SO FUNNY?!?!

 

Drago Cesar: Rookie mistake; Safety is on.

 

And with that, Drago immediately disarms the man and points the gun to him, this time, the safety's off. The thug has his hands up but then immediately makes a break for it. Drago holsters his weapon and takes the briefcase as he goes after the perp. The guy runs to the end of the hallway and takes the stairs; Drago knew he couldn't go that way in his current condition. Reluctantly, he takes the elevator, furiously pushing the button for the first floor. After what feels like ages, he finally gets off on the first floor and looks toward the door where the staircase is. He hears footsteps coming down and he points his pistol toward it. The door swings open to reveal the suspect.

 

Drago Cesar: Freeze!

 

The guy just starts running in the other direction. For a split second, Drago thought about firing, but he risked seriously injuring him. He didn't want that risk, he wasn't like that.....Not anymore. Meanwhile, we cut to K.D. next to a vending machine. We see a pack of Sun Chips almost about to drop, but it's stuck. The man's clearly paid his cash, but he was being denied. In a rage, he shakes the machine furiously and tips it over, causing it to crash to the floor. Just then, the suspect comes out of the corner and without looking, trips over the machine and falls flat on his face. Drago appears.

 

Drago Cesar: STOP HIM!

 

K.D. picks the dude up by his suit and gets him up against the wall. Drago starts questioning him.

 

Drago Cesar: WHERE IS LIGER???

 

The thug laughs nervously.

 

Suspect: ....He's everywhere! The Liger never rests in one place!

 

Frustrated, Drago points the gun at the guy's head.

 

Drago Cesar: One more chance. Five seconds.

 

The guy says nothing.

 

Drago Cesar: Three.

 

Again, nothing. Drago grits his teeth.

 

Drago Cesar: One.

 

Suspect: Ok, ok.......This is where his warehouse is....

 

He takes out his phone and hands it to Drago. He nods and puts it in his pocket.

 

Suspect: Hey, that's my phone!

 

K.D.: Not anymore. Get out before I break your damn neck.

 

The suspect runs off as Drago sighs.

 

Drago Cesar: Situation became almost too crazy....

 

K.D.: Take it easy kid. Gotta control yourself.

 

Drago sighs and puts the safety back on before holstering the pistol. Drago notices the vending machine and helps K.D. lift it back up. He sees the bags of Sun Chips that have fallen out and both of them starting eating.

 

K.D.: Love me some Sun Chips.....

 

Drago Cesar: Same.

 

The feed fades to black.

 

LATER........

 

The Camera pans to the backroom of a Miami Club. There are various illicit activities going on all around.

 

A poker game is going on in a corner, guns, jewelry and stacks of cash are on the table being used for betting.

 

In another corner we see a woman dancing in lingerie on a table surrounded by japanese businessmen.

 

In the middle we see a group of sicarios crowded around a pair of monkeys wielding knives, throwing hundred dollar bills at them.

 

And in the back of the room, overlooking it all is the King of Vice in Miami, Ligermask, brooding at his desk.

 

Abbub is sprawled out in front of the desk, lounging and La Lengua stands directly behind Ligermask, ready to translate.

 

A young banger approaches the desk.

 

Banger: Patron, I have some bad news…

 

Ligermask scowls, he grabs a hundred dollar bill out of his jacket pocket, and holds it out towards La Lengua.

 

La Lengua pulls a lighter out and lights the bill as Ligermask pulls out a Cigar.

 

He bites the end off of the cigar and lights it with the hundred dollar bill.

 

He then motions for the Banger to continue.

 

Banger: Well Patron, one of our pushers was shut down by a group of vigilantes. They were from your OCW.

 

Ligermask turns the cigar around in his mouth, in disgust. He ponders for a moment then begins to speak through La Lengua.

 

Ligermask: Our operation in Miami has been very profitable, but a shift in our business has been a long time coming.

 

Ligermask pauses to consider his words.

 

Ligermask: But we can’t let this interruption stand. Do you know how we must deal with these “heroes”?

 

Banger: Yeah man, we f**king kill them!

 

Ligermask: No, this doesn’t send a message. You find what these men love and you use it to hurt them.

 

Ligermask: Men like these must be BROKEN, you show the world that there is no such thing as a hero and you never need to deal with a hero again.

 

Ligermask: No you go, and you break these men, or you have my word I will break you.

 

This episode of Drago Vice is brought to you by.......

 

[Mr.Sensation]

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