Freaky Fred Courage Novels & Stories

Dakar said, laughing uncontrollably. "King of wild animals." Fredo added, choking with laughter and heavy cough. "Give me that." Dakar said and grabbed Fredo's cigar, tossing it into the ashtray. That's enough smoke for a day. You should start taking your health seriously. No one out there sells spare life. It's just one and then it's over.`` Fredo sighed at the sight of his cigar being squeezed and crushed out. "Is that why you're hiding out here like a chicken? You're scared of death." He croaked, making a deep throaty laughter.

Three years ago... At Underwater prison located in Atlantic ocean, wind and water swirled in the air, seemingly intent on submerging the entire prison. The worlds most dangerous crimals are confined and the most wanted enemy's of the world government. One of the prisoner, Blood Freak who had slaughtered a whole family of more than a dozen people including the family of the country's President and top-notch hackers and killers who had infiltrated the Stardragon were also imprisoned there.

annoyed Fred "You knew that long ago, you know that your little brother is not normal Fred. And you even brought him with you to come to my house? Do you want to repeat what Erick did to Sebastian before?" Fred was carried away by emotion, he tugged at Frans' collar. Unfortunately the man was not at all bluffed, Frans even chuckled mocking him. "Tch... You bastard, you really are a traitor!" Bruk---Frans was thrown down. Fred had just given a raw bogeman that Frans had obviously calculated. he immediately took the ointment and smeared it on his face. Frederick looked at Frans who sat down next to him again. But he was aware that there was some movement around him.

Fred grinned and stared at him, mockery shining in the depths of his eyes as his lips twisted, “Roy, I was wrong about everything. I thought you were a little bitch who found favors by flashing ‘I am queer card.’ But I didn’t expect you to dig your claws into the big fish. I cut a deal with Bryan Anderson and left Louisiana that night. In the new state I was, I went to search for jobs in other companies just to prove my ability but you let your big dog block my path. And then, I was kidnapped and taken to a fucking mental asylum. I was humiliated, I was electrocuted, I was drugged, my head was fucked with and I actually believe I’m insane. I know I wasn’t the best worker at Anderson Inc. and

Fredrick shifted back into his human form, and I did the same. He was betrayed by his own forces, his pride wounded, and his spirit broken. Fredrick stepped forward, his gaze locked onto me in a voice laced with venom. "You are a snake and a coward!" he told me. I could see the sign of defeat in his eyes, a sign he wasn't willing to admit to.

Frederick merely tilted his head to the side, then delivered a swift whip-like kick from above, crushing the thunderous light. He did it as easy as extinguishing a cigarette butt! The shockwave sent Rory flying through the air. "With how loud you were shouting, I thought you'd be a bit stronger this time. Turns out you're all bark and no bite," Frederick remarked nonchalantly as he scratched his ear absentmindedly. Behind him, Jasmine's eyes widened as she gaped in shock. Holy crap! Frederick wasn't kidding! He actually managed to take down Rory in seconds! Could it be that his mysterious SSS-level file identity was really true?

“Don’t you dare spoil my plan, or else—” Chantel’s laughter echoed through the room, and she stood up, holding the picture high. “Or else what, Fred?” Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. “You see, I’ve got your weakness right here,” she said, waving the picture in front of him. “She’s your weakness, and I won’t hesitate to use that against you. I’ll crush her, and then you’ll be mine, Freddie Hart.” Fred’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening. “And I am your weakness too,” he retorted, his voice low and dangerous.

Richard says while Fred sits back on the couch and closes his eyes, covering them with his arm. “I am fucked, the team is going to kick me out, she is ruining my life for five minutes of fame,” Fred says and I take a deep breath while my Mom stays quiet looking at the four of us. “I didn’t do it. You have to believe me,” Fred says as he shakes his head as tears stream down his face.

I asked worried and scared of his answer. He chuckled, and then said the words that made my whole world freeze. "STRIP OR YOU WILL FACE CONSEQUENCES."

As Kris was still snoring in his room, mouth open, one leg hanging off the bed, the door banged open. Loud enough to scare him to death. “Daddy! Got it!” Fred shouted, jumping on the bed. Kris sat up so fast he hit his head on the headboard. “What? What did you get?” Fred proudly opened his small, sweaty palm. There, written in wobbly pencil, were six numbers. “Well done, my son! Looks like you got brains from me!” Kris laughed, grabbing Fred’s hand.