2099: The Rebels: Eye for An eye-Along with a Leg, an Arm...
Where we left off: Frostbreath, disguised as a sexy girl, had killed three officers, along with a visitor, a King's man, Lost_Sam. But what really happened, back in the highway?Let me take you back...
FBIPolux squinted against the wind-blown sand and once again tried to understand the scene develpoing before him. About four men, all fighting against each other, like in a bloody riot. What the hell is going on here, he thought. Then he noticed the poisonous Rimoteclyrine gas coming from a nearby-pipe, enveloping the fighting men. He digged through the backseat of his Rambronx 2085 until he found his gas mask. He hurried to the pipe and closed the little door from where the gas was coming from. He turned around to see all the men lying on the floor, panting. He shouted:
FBIPolux: Are any of you OK?
KingOfNubCakes: get the hell outta here, stranger. No?
FBI froze. Royals. His sworn enemies, which he was supposed to fight until his death or until Wylo got what he wanted. Fuck, FBI thought, then he pulled out his AK-57 (bayonet included, mind you), and he charged at the three Royals, with a passion and hate burning in his eyes. He reached KingofNubCakes, to FBI's disadvantage he ahd already recovered and had pulled out his knife. He stabbe FBIPolux in the kneecap as FBI stabbed him through the mouth. FBIPolux roared and pulled his bayonet out, along with the Royal's head. FBIPolux pulled the trigger and fired until the head exploded, leaving only the tongue behind. He shuddered and ran to the nex target, Charlie_Murphy. Charlie_Murphy held up his hands in surrender.
FBIPolux: What? You really think I'm going to let you live, you fucking murderer?
He had said this while blood dripped from his bayonet and KingOfNubCakes' body twitched behind. Ironic.
Charlie_Murphy: No-no, I'm a Rebel, just like you, man! Fuck! I'm gonna die!
FBIPolux: I wouldn't let Rebels die, asshole.
FBIPolux stabbed him in the groin, anus, and through many other places until his body had been cut to pieces. Next victim.
FBIPolux: Hello, my name is FBIPolux, and I'm your worst nightmare, by Fulp. Die!
Lost_Sam: Help me up, you fool!I'm Lost_Sam, damn it. Praise to liljim, I said, help me up!
FBIPolux: Oh! I am so sorry, sir. Have the bombs ruptured?
Lost_Sam: Thankfully, no. C'mon, I'm tired of walking. You'll drive me up a couple of miles until we're about three miles off of Capitoliana.
Suddenly, a sound of thunder came from the horizon and FBIPolux groaned and fell to the side, a huge bullet hole in his back.
Girl: Why, if it isn't honorable Lost_Sam! I thought I had to save you from that nasty animal. My name is Frostbreath, no?
She giggled and bent down, exposing her body.
Lost_Sam: Why, thank you, Frostbreath, but I-I...have t-to, walk!Yes, by Fulp, you should know I have to walk, like every three years, n-no?
Frosthbreath frowned and inspected him with her eyes. she finally decided:
Frostbreath: A good King's man never stutters. Die, impostor! HAhahahaha!
She started shooting randomly, Lost_Sam had to jump and maneuver the huge bullets. He ran towards the road, but she was already on top of him. For once, Lost_Sam forgot how dangerous and crazy this girl was and started thinking how erotic the scene was playing out. Before he knew it, he already had wood.
Frostbreath (in a man's voice): Fulp, you freak, I knew you were a fake!
He pulled off his mask, and Lost_Sam puked, his penis softening and shrinking, as if it wanted to hide.
Frostbreath: All us good King's men don't have dicks, no?
Frostbreath tied his hands a feet with chains and rope that made his sking burn. Romoleglarin threads, poison. Frostbreath went to his Jet, searched around, and finally found a round scythe. He smirked, and pulled Lost_Sam's pants down.
Lost_Sam: gaaaaaAAAAaaaAAAHHHhhhHHHHh!!!!!NoooOOOO!!
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**Author's Note: this scene has been cut due to it's graphic and very painful sequence. Let's just say Lost_Sam wasn't was not having a Father's Day soon.**
Back at The Tents, Wylo has a plan.
Wylo: As many of you should know, the Royals attacked us yesterday, killing two guards.
Mr_Pope: You fools, get out of this war while you can! I believe in Fulp, and he says problems solve from within.
Wylo: We all believe in Fulp, Healer, but I doubt any Royals will soon turn around and fight with us. Have you seen how they live? The have grass on their yards, Healer. Fucking grass!
Bahamut7: Of course they have grass, sir. They don't have to burn plastic and tires to keep warm, like we do. They have more clean air. Which doesn't justify what that retard has done to us. -MARINE- must go down, even if this isn't his fault entirely. That damn General Fragment is controlling all he can, and the King's brother doesn't do anything at all.
Mr_Pope: XwaynecoltX is a good man, friends, and -MARINE- is too innocent to be considered as an enemy. The real enemy is the Army and that Fragment child.
Wylo: It is too late, Healer. Lost_Sam is entering Capitoliana. By tonight, the Palace will be in ruins, along with the deaths of the King and his family.
Bahamut7: Don't you see? When we kill -MARINE-, Fragment will take charge! We must kill Fragment, and then we'll attack -MARINE- and whatever little power he now has.
Andersson: We'll have to stop Lost_Sam
Wylo: Damn it! Fuck! Andersson, Bahamut, I want you both to get as many soldiers as you can by tonight, then we'll march towards Capitolina. Healer, I want you to come with us, to take care of the wounded.
A loud rumbling approached the Tent and stopped. The four men went outside and watched as a man climbed out of a tank that had just stopped in front of the small Tent. All four Rebels pulled out their weapons.
eastsideplaya456: I bring you news from the outside! My name is eastsideplaya456, and I come from the Dumps. Hear me!
He approached Wylo and smirked. Wylo gasped and ran, as eastsideplaya detonated the dynamite strapped to his chest. blowing himself up.
To be continued....
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