"Of Mice and Men" Alternate Ending (standard:action, 648 words)
Author: The Dark Master	Added: Nov 09 2000	Views/Reads: 11236/3	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The Dark Master's interpretation of the ending of an American literary classic.

OMM: Alternate Ending 

"Turn around Lennie," said George, "Stare across the riverbank as if you
could almost see it." "Ok George, whatever you say," said Lennie as he 
slowly got up and turned toward the river bank. "Someday Lennie, we'll 
have our own place, with a cow and a garden and it'll all be ours.  We 
could come and go whenever we wanted and no one would tell us what to 
do and where to go." "Tell about the rabbits George!" "Yes, the 
rabbits..." said George as he brought his gun up. "We'll have lots of 
nice soft rabbits..." George's hand didn't even waver as he began to 
squeeze the trigger. He could feel the slight pressure on the trigger. 
Lennie began to turn his head, "No Lennie, keep on looking and I'll 
tell you about the rabbits." Lennie silently obeyed. "We'll have 
rabbits, lots of soft white rabbits...can you see them Lennie?" "Yeah 
George, I can!" answered Lennie excitedly. "Good..." George pulled the 
trigger on his Luger; the gun bucked in his hands as a shot rang out. 
The boom rolled up the hills and down again, disturbing the quiet of 
the small clearing.  George peered into the gaping wound and into the 
cavity that was once occupied Lennie's brain, spotting a single artery 
futily pumping blood to a brain that was no longer there.  Cackling 
gleefully, George emptied the rest of his Luger's clip into Lennie's 
still body; the corpse jerked violently with each shot fired.  Content 
with the elimination of the social misfit that was Lennie, George 
picked up the bullet riddled body of Lennie and threw it into the 
babbling brook, his blood tainting the water crimson. Just as George 
had finished reloading his weapon, the rest of the posse burst through 
the treeline.  They burst right into a deadly hail of white hot lead as 
George systematically fired his weapon at each one of the men.  Five 
men went down immediately, their lifeblood spilling onto the earth in 
quarts.  Within instants, the clearing was strewn with the bodies of 
the men in the posse.  Curly was the last man standing...but not for 
long.  George took careful aim at Curly and pulled five times the 
trigger.  Five lead slugs flew through the air, quickly closing the 
distance between them and their final destination.  Three slugs cleanly 
pierced Curly's belly, only to mushroom as they journeyed farther 
inward into the cramped confines of his abdomen.  In milliseconds, the 
slugs lost all forward momentum and remained forever lodged in Curly's 
abdomen.  Meanwhile, the two other bullets had hit Curly in the lower 
jaw, causing an instant and devastating explosion of bone fragments, 
muscle tissue, and syrupy blood.  Now, Curly blown to the ground by the 
impacting bullets, lay with blood oozing from the three holes in his 
abdomen and a tongue flopping around in a mouth that was technically no 
longer there.  As Curly lay there amid blood and shattered teeth, 
George walked up to him.  Intent on finishing the job, George pointed 
the muzzle of his 9mm to Curly's bloodied head and was about to pull 
the trigger when Curly, with the last vestiges of strength, leveled his 
10-gauge double barreled shotgun and discharged both barrels into 
George's midsection.  George was literally ripped in two by the force 
of the burning lead; his upper torso flew backward and landed in the 
river, next to the corpse of Lennie.  In life, Lennie and George had 
been best friends and in death they were blood brothers. Now, once 
again, the clearing was overtaken by a deafening silence as nature 
reclaimed them all. And so they would lie there, their bones bleaching 
under the warm sun and their bodies fertilizing the grasses which 
Lennie's beloved rabbits would feed upon...  Ashes to ashes, dust to 
dust, the great circle of life was once again complete. OMM: Alternate 
Ending 

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