TITLE: Colonel Stevens
AUTHOR: Hannurdock (Aged around 15)
STORY TYPE: Third Person
CATEGORY: Action, Adventure
DISCLAIMER: I knew nothing about copyright back then, I just loved the team. No profit was gained from this or any other A-Team story wrote, only satisfaction. Comments - If you want, but go easy - I was only young.
The A-Team were cruising in their black van down the road when a burst of fire from probably a machine gun interrupted their peaceful journey.
A man in a black sedan was leaning out of the window and firing at The A-Team van.
This man wasn’t Briggs, he wasn’t Decker, and he wasn’t Lynch and yet he seemed calm, youthful and clever.
“Give it up, Smith!” The man cried as the chase became dangerous in the midst of a great motorway.
Hannibal stuck his head out of a window and pulled a face and stuck his tongue out.
BA, who was driving growled at Hannibal to get in the van fully, so Hannibal did.
Murdock and Face sat in the back, and as it was cold weather, were huddled together.
As the sedans drew up to the side of The A-Team’s van, Face got ready to fire his Uzi at the new man.
“Who are you?” Politely asked Hannibal to the man.
“Colonel Robert Stevens” Came the reply.
Stevens drew out an M60 automatic and aimed it at Murdock who ducked just in time and the shot hit Faceman full in the shoulder.
Stevens laughed like a maniac and glared piercingly at Hannibal.
Hannibal, seeing Face down, gave a look far more piercing than that of Stevens.
“Face!” Called Murdock urgently.
Faceman looked up weakly, and gave the OK sign with his fingers. “I’m alright, Murdock” he stated.
BA executed a very good maneuver with the wheels of the van and had Stevens off the road.
BA drove Face to the hospital to have him checked-up on and in half an hour he was out with a sling.
“How are you?” Asked Hannibal anxiously.
“I’m fine! Let’s go!” Faceman replied with a laugh.
Together, in The A-Team van the four sped off into the approaching sunset.