Tortured Souls: Chapter 5

by: Kristy Duke

Tiredly I glare out the small hospital window as the dark dreary sky swallows out the remaining sun that had remained only a few moments ago. I sigh wearily listening to my doctor talk quietly to Luke and Daisy off in the corner of my room. Watching the thick area of trees across the dirt road my mind races from thought to thought of the past, from seeing Jesse on the old wooden floor to where I sit now waiting for my cousin’s to take me home. My heart pounds harshly within me tightly with great anxiety and panic of the past to what the future may hold due to my stupidity I had held three weeks ago. Three long weeks in the hospital that seemed to last an eternity of lying hooked up monitors and IVs and of everyone looking over me in pity, just as they have been the past year or so. I hate their pity them looking down at me just because they feel sorry for me when I am fine, or will be fine, well hopefully will be fine whenever I can move on with my life as Luke seems to want me to do. But how can I do that when Jesse was violently murdered as he was and the murderer remains free, unpunished of his evil deed?

Thinking of the past, of seeing Jesse lying on the floor covered in his own thick blood, and of the man or men that has gotten away with such a hateful crime, anger floods through me. How could anyone want to kill such a great man as Uncle Jesse? And why would anyone want to kill my uncle? Jesse would never do anything to deserve such a thing and yet someone had went in and killed him as if he were just a piece of meat or something, looking as if no second thought had come to whoever pulled the trigger. Anger floods through me with my emotional pain and sorrow to who ever killed my uncle, for the cops for not stopping the jackasses that had pulled the trigger. Tears once again enter my eyes, tears of my pain mixed with the anger toward the men who did this to Jesse, not for me, but for Jesse.

“Luke, I am going to schedule him for an appointment in three days, let’s see,” my doctor pauses behind me, “that’ll be Friday. How about at eight in the morning?”

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Hazzard Meets the Hulk, Act 2

by: Keith

Act Two

LUKE: Rosco, you wanna point that pee shooter someplace else?!

(Luke knocks the gun out of Rosco’s hand, and the group makes a run for it, except David.)

DAVID: What’s going on? What are you boys doing?

LUKE: You wanna go to jail?

(David shakes his head)

LUKE: Then get in!

(David jumps in the window of the General Lee, followed by Luke. They all take off in their cars.)

BALLADEER: Now, friends, y’all might get the idea that this is David’s first time runnin’ from the law. But it ain’t.

BOSS HOGG: Rosco, you numbskull, you let ’em get away again!!

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A Cousin’s Betrayal, pt 1

by: Kim

It was a sunny day in Hazzard High School where Luke had caught up with several of his friends after his last class in an area hidden out of view of the front of the school. Luke came to meet his friends who were smoking. One of his friends named Roy had asked Luke,” Do you want a cigarette.” Luke replied, “Sure.” Luke had his own pack of cigarettes but he had hid them in the barn so his uncle would never find them and his other pack was in his locker at school. After a few minutes, Luke had finished his cigarette, he said to his friends,” I have to go meet Bo when he is done with his last class. They all answered, “Okay. “When Luke saw his cousin coming out of the building, he yells, “Bo, over here.” Bo turned his head towards the direction that Luke was calling him from. Bo says,” You ready, let’s get on the bus before it leaves without us Luke.

As the bus lets the boys off at their stop which was a short distance from the farm they ran up to the farm house where Uncle Jesse was reading the paper, Uncle Jesse said, “Boys, you have chores to do” The boys answered. “Yes sir.” When the boys were finished with cleaning the stables, Luke told Bo that he would be in a little while. Bo answered, “Okay.” Unknown to both boys is that someone from Luke’s parents past wanted revenge on the Duke family for Jesse helping Luke’s parents put him behind bars fifteen years ago. He is watching Luke take out of his hiding place his cigarettes and lighter from the box that Luke has hidden in the barn and gives the man an idea how to destroy Jesse’s family.

When Luke saw that Bo was inside the farmhouse, he goes to the box in the barn where he has hidden his cigarettes and lighter and walks outside of the barn that faces away the farmhouse to smoke. When Bo was came into the farmhouse, his uncle asks Bo where his cousin was. He replied,” He is in the barn.” His uncle told him that he needed Luke to go into town and get some supplies. When Bo went out to call his cousin, it spooked Luke which forced him to quickly drop his cigarette and stepped on it to smother the cigarette out so it would not burn anything. Luke did not realize that the man was watching both of the boys’ movements.

Luke walked to the entrance of the barn; Bo told him that Jesse needs him to go to town to get supplies. Luke said, “I am on my way, bye.” As Luke was leaving, Cooter drove up in his truck to drop off some stuff for Jesse. He said, ” Hey Luke, where’s your Uncle Jesse at. ” Luke answered,” He is in the farm house and I am on my way to get the supplies he needs to repair the fences in the back 40.” Cooter answered, “Okay, thanks Luke.” and Luke drove away from the farm. As Bo saw Luke leave, he decided to go up into the hayloft and take a short nap because he always loved to sleep in the hayloft. Someone was watching the barn and saw that Bo had climbed up the hayloft. This person also saw Luke smoking behind the barn earlier and knew where Luke had hidden his cigarettes. He thought to himself, “Perfect, I can burn the barn down and have Luke be blamed for it. I need to sneak in there and place the gasoline container and light the straw with Luke’s lighter.” Once he lit the straw and he ran away from the barn before the gasoline container blew. A moment later, a gasoline container exploded near the ladder to the hayloft. The sound of the explosion suddenly woke Bo up and he saw the fire, he knew he had to get out of the barm quickly. He ran towards the ladder, but the fire that was feeding off the gasoline had destroyed the ladder and he realized that the fire destroyed his only way to safety.

When Cooter and Jesse were looking out the window when they heard an explosion and both of them saw that the barn was on fire. They ran outside and suddenly Cooter heard Bo yelling from the hayloft,” COOTER, UNCLE JESSE, HELP ME!” “PLEASE, HELP ME!” All of a sudden, they hear several beams that held the hayloft come crashing to the ground. Cooter tells Jesse to run into the house and call the fire department and the ambulance. I will get Bo out of the barn.” He runs into the barn to rescue Bo. By the time that Jesse comes back outside from calling the fire department, Cooter had Bo lying on the ground. Jesse saw that Cooter had grabbed the bucket that was near the farmhouse, filled it with water and put Bo’s burned hands into it in order to save his hands from getting any worse. He found a rag and soaked it into the water and applied it to Bo’s right cheek and neck that was burned.

When the ambulance arrived and loaded Bo into the back, Jesse asked if he could ride along. One of the paramedics saw the condition of the boy, he said,” Sure, you can ride along and comfort him.” Cooter told Jesse that he would be driving back to town and get a message to Luke about what had happen. After the ambulance left, Cooter started his drive back to town and saw the pickup truck coming towards him and pulled his tow truck to a stop and Luke stopped a minute later. Luke asked, ” What’s up Cooter.” Cooter replied, Luke, something happen at the farm, the barn burned down and the ambulance took your cousin to tri-county hospital. He has burns on his hands and the right side of his cheek and neck. I am on my way to the hospital.” Luke answered, “I am right behind you, Cooter.”

 

Tortured Souls: Chapter 4

by: Kristy Duke

Daisy Duke

Walking into the small hospital room I silently close the door behind me before turning around to find both of my cousins asleep. I sigh with pained emotions that have swarmed over me since they had rolled my cousin into the emergency room, for both of my cousins. Silently I walk to the end of Bo’s stiff old hospital bed to watch Luke sleep against the hard wall in his stubbornness to not leave Bo’s side before I slowly turn my attention to Bo. Anger quickly knaws at my heart as I see his wounds as I do everyday, anger toward the men who had done this to him, and to Jesse. Though like always, my anger is taken over by great fear as I think of the men who had done this to him, of what they may be planning next. Fear for what they plan, not only to Hazzard, but to Bo when they find out they didn’t kill him as they most likely planned.

“I take it, your their other cousin,” says a thick male’s voice to send chills of fear and startlement rushing up and down my body. Slowly I turn to the window where the bright sun shines in to find a tall muscular man with thinly cut dark sandy blond hair with thin short side burns. I take in his built figure that is dressed in tight dark jeans, well worn white sneakers, and a un-tucked sports shirt. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”

I watch with cautious curiosity as he steps forward and I notice the odd color of blue his eyes are to gentleness of his eyes that only seem to be as flawed as the color. “Yeah…yeah I’m their other cousin,” I answer as he approaches me and he smiles a bright smile showing his smile wrinkles at his temples.

“Sergeant FBI Agent Frank Mills,” his smile slowly disappears as he lends out his right hand and as we shake hands I notice a thick long scar on his outer arm, “I am in charge of this case…well along side Sheriff Coltrane.”

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Tortured Souls: Chapter 3

by: Kristy Duke

The hot humid summer sun blares down upon me as I stiffly climb out of my old model patrol car and into the humid summer day. My mind races from thought to thought as I stare up at the beige colored tall and wide hospital as I stand upon the concrete parking lot. Slowly I begin to step ahead as I think of what I am doing here, of what had brought the Duke Boys here to start out with. My heart races in anger toward Boss for ever dealing with the likes of Drake, even more so after all this time, knowing how Drake is like, what all Drake is capable of. As I slowly reach the double glass doors, my heart stops weakly as I come to realize myself, that the only one possible of killing Jesse, with reason, would be Drake. More anger swells up within me at the thought of Hogg dealing with not only a dangerous violent man, but also a murderer who don’t seem to regret all that he has done. A sour and spiteful man is what he is and Hogg working with him only shows the little conscience Hogg has for what he is doing.

Abruptly I stop at the steps of the entrance into the hospital as the sight of Jesse soars within me, how bad Bo is taking it. Chills race up and down my back as I fight back images of what Jesse had went through, what he saw that brought him to his death. More chills of fear races up and down my body as I think of if Drake is the one that killed Jesse, then we still have a murderer walking free around Hazzard, a murderer without a conscience and willing to kill anyone for anything. Anger fills me toward Hogg for continuing to work with Drake through my protests and complaints, as well as warnings. Who else will have to die at the hands of him before Hogg comes to see what he is dealing with? Hogg had brought in a murderer into his town and me being the sheriff, I have the responsibilities to arrest him. But if I attempt doing that, Hogg won’t ever talk to me, I’ll loose my job; that is if I don’t get killed trying to bring him down.

Slowly I force myself to take the steps and swing the heavy door open to walk into the halls of the dreaded hospital and the powerful smell of sick sweat, vomit, and heavily sprayed Lysol explodes around me. I quickly walk through the brightly lit halls as I think of what all Luke had told me over the phone a couple of hours ago, what had happened to Bo. Thinking of Bo, my heart swells in sadness and worry for the young Duke Boy who was the one to find his uncle dead on the floor covered in his own blood. I sigh sadly at the thought of the past year has been like for the Dukes with Bo not being himself, while they fight to help Bo as well as to keep up with the farm after Jesse’s departure. More anger fills me as Luke’s panicked voice in the phone goes through my head, anger at Drake for all the hatred and violence he has sprayed over Hazzard with, and more anger at Hogg for continuing to work with him.

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