Mad-god wakes up in his home away from home. An abandoned passenger car out in the woods. He has a cubby in the loft at the grandparents hippie pad but he doesn’t like to bring girls over there and have his grandma lay it on thick like some chick he met riding the bus is going to have his kids, showing some doper chick on a home pass from the battered women shelter his baby pictures. Here he is right at home. A series of turn of the century trains from when this part of Alaska was having its own gold rush and retreats popped up around the lakes and hot springs. That was the name on the side of the train in gold leaf, “Alaskan Gold Rush and Hot Springs Express.” They were a mess when he discovered them as a kid. So black and dirty they aren’t even tarnished by graffiti. He pulled one of the huge metal doors off with a tow truck during a short lived gig as a repo man. He unbolted all the chairs and created a kind of outside living room on the roof of the train. Here he scavenges old Harleys and builds skateboard ramps.
Next to him is My Nguyen, Vietnamese drug queen-pin who he met in Graduate school. She came here originally as part of a court ordered rehab, now any time her longtime boyfriend beats her up, this is where she hides out before going back to him. She brought him Thai food all the way from Seattle. She is plump by asian standards, picked up about 30 pounds of prison weight when she did 4 years on her boyfriends drug trafficking beef to save him from doing life. She is stacked, huge T&A on a tiny asian waist. She has a voice like she is singing, but as the most toxic and abusive sense of humor.
She relishes the opportunity to talk people to the point of tears and push peoples buttons and not surprisingly she only dates convicts who abuse her. Mad-god is the exception, he spoils her with more sex than she can handle but every once in a while she turns on him. Mad-god gets the impression she is schizophrenic and hallucinates but never turns her away when she comes looking for him. She was about 5 years older, in her early 30s. She was a nympho but always brought cataclysms and violence to Mad-god’s placid world in the splendor of unspoiled wilderness and breath taking scenery.
“The Alaskan Gold Rush and Hot Springs Express” is their little love shack, full of scavenged furniture, a king sized bed and even a big screen TV and VCR. Mad-god has decked it out with wood stoves, stolen satellite dishes and a compost toilet that unfortunately attracts packs of wolves. The pack of black wolves here are largely tame because he throws them bbq roadkill but about once a year it leads to a sketchy situation where he needs to either fire a shot or beat one to death when his position as the alpha is in question. Maddog despite being to prison twice and being a member of an outlaw biker club… really just wants to be a hippie. He hates having to beat the shit out of people. He is a joker, a lover but when somebody fucks with his family thats the exception. He heard a rumor of some drifter beating up and robbing his nephew. So today he goes into town with a score to settle.
Checking the scene of the crime at the abandoned theme park, he hears the other hobos side of the story. They didn’t know, didn’t see, and if they were there tried to help. This sounds like bullshit. He knows they watched the new guy and his underage girlfriend jump on ET while he was asleep, likely helped them selves to any thing else in his pockets. These clowns aren’t helping, they don’t know who he is talking about but thinks the guy he means is drinking down at “hobo beach.” Climbing down the tunnel he doesn’t see any body but sees some half done graffiti. EYE DIE FLY, the fill in’s are mostly down but no final outline. Maddog used to tag in the 80s. Still has some art skills but his instincts tell him this is the guilty party. He shakes a couple empty spray cans and finds one with some juice so he crosses out the pieces and writes “Mad-god is looking for you! 187!”
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Right as he finishes what he is doing he can hear somebody on the latter behind him come to an abrupt stop. Its him! He sees the mother fucker! They lock eyes but as Mad-god takes two quick steps across the slick green moss and slips, he hears this asshole laugh at him. Regaining his footing he gets to the ladder and the guy was gone. Ran off. Mad-god crests the top of the cement river and the shit head has a huge head start, disappearing around the side of a building. Chasing him to no effect. He is either hiding from him or has totally outpaced him. In a black rage Mad-god goes around all the places the street kids, winos, taggers and runaways congregate. Its a dry run, nobody is out except the Murphster. Maddog half way though Murph had died or gotten some heavy time. He hasn’t been around for a couple years.
As soon as the Murphster sees Mad-god they rush into a smiling embrace. Murphster was a cool Rastafarian homeless dude from New York City who comes around every couple years to skate the spots and hangs out. He had long deadlocks almost to his knees. Always has some bizarre tshirt you can’t read with crazy visuals he makes for Seattle bands. He was a tagger. Probably the first one around here. Murph’s tag is “Destroyer CTC” and knows exactly who Mad-god is talking about messing with his nephew. Murph confesses he used to buy ET beer in middle school. Deciding to help Maddog find this character, they check all the abandoned buildings and boats where he could be hiding.
They walk in circles for hours and right when his feet where aching and was thinking about eating. There he was, coming out of the liquor store with a bag of beer and several young girls. Mad-god doesn’t say any thing, just charges forth and smashes this blonde tweaker in the mount with his fist. Knocking the guys front teeth out while Murph snatches the bag of beer, as an asian girl in the group pulls out a 40oz of old english and smashes Mad-god over the head with it. Mad-god is throwing TKO’s but the the squirrelly tweaker is juking them with sidesteps. The ones that landed after the first couple as glancing blows the the forehead.
The tweaker is faster with his punches but also scratching at Mad-gods eyes. This infuriates Mad-god even more. Murph is throwing random punches into who ever he can reach. Screaming back and forth with the girls. Murph tries to end the fight with a brick but the asian girl stabs him in the bellybutton. Making him miss and cracks Mad-god in the side of the head. They both go down and its getting vicious. The tweaker bites Mad-god’s throat and tries to shove one of his long fingernails into Mad-god’s eye socket. Mad-god recoils and snaps two of the guys fingers. While distracted by the pain Mad-god lands some super heavy hits that likely broke the Blonde Tweaker’s jaw.
The blonde Tweaker goes totally limp and Mad-god continues pounding his still head with horrific hits. This turns into a bloody brawl with the girls and Murphster. Mad-god beating this guy almost to death until the cops show up to save his life. Mad-god is in shock, his vision on the right side is gone. Carefully touching his eye lid, it feels different. Deflated and leaking some kind of fluid that isn’t tears or blood, more like mucus or pus. He doesn’t need confirmation from the cops, he lost vision in his right eye. Cops don’t wait for explanations, they rush in with bean bag rounds and takers. Beating the crowd and putting every one involved in a Paddy Wagon.