2099: The Royals: Lost in a Desert
Two footsoldiers walked around the battlefield, stopping once in a while to finish off squirming bodies and to take provisions and guns. Their names: phantom_16 and none other than Perfectomundo. They walked over to the opposing side of the field and stopped. Faint whimpers could be heard in the air.
phantom_16: Where is that coming from? It sounds like somebody crying.
Perfectomundo: I don't know, but we better check it out. Remember what the Captains said, we have to finish off all the survivors.
phantom_16: Yes, sir.
Perfectomundo: Let's split then, soldier. You go up those dunes and I'll check by these bunkers.
phantom_16 nodded and Perfectomundo turned around and made his way through the sandbags and crates. phantom_16 flipped him off behind his back and ran towards the bodies lying in the desert floor. None of them were still alive. He sighed. You see, even though the world was really fucked up by then, there were very few who still acted human-like. phantom_16 was a fine example of one of these. He heard the whimpering again.
phantom_16: Who's there!? Come out with your hands up or I'll shoot!
?: Help me, Fulp. *choking and gurgling sounds*
phantom_16: Are you a loyal King's man?
There was silence, except from a few gurgles and sounds coming from the hidden voice. Then....
?: Forget it, please, help me, I'm dying here! HELP ME, FULP DAMN IT!
phantom_16 sighed and ran towards the voice. He found a badly hurt young man resting against a crate. His legs were bleeding profusely and they had a look of being limp and useless.
phantom_16: My name is Corporal phantom_16, Royal Army, and I'm here to help you, no?
?: My name is Britkid, and I live in a Dump. Fuck the King.
Weeks later...
Two soldiers ran through the cold desert night. They were shivering and covered in bundles of coats, but they didn't stop. Their names were redglare and Bahamut7
redglare: Are we far enough?
Bahamut7: No, just keep running! They may still be looking for us.
In cue, a voice was heard in the horizon.
Voice: Stop running, cowards! You cannot scape from this battle, and certainly not your duties! Turn around this instant, and we may forget your misdeeds!
The two soldiers kept running. A loud boom was heard, and the dark sky was lit with the fires of missiles being launched into the air.
redglare: NO!!
Bahamut7: TOM FULP!
Missiles exploded all around them, sending dust and shards of rock like hail over the runaways. More missiles exploded around the two men, shrinking them and making them look even more vulnerable. Meanwhile, their commander just received the news.
StarF68: Tell me you're joking. Tell me this is all to put me in a better mood.
Noob-Antichrist: I'm sorry, sir, but they scaped when they heard the Rebels where attacking.
The room they were in shook violently. The windows shattered, and bullets pierced the walls. When the attack calmed down, StarF68 spoke again.
StarF68: Bring me Fragment, pronto. Then, send a small army to find the runaways.
Noob-Antichrist: A dozen men and a tank are behind their tails as we speak, sir.
StarF68: Yes. Fall out, soldier.
Noob-Antichrist saluted and left the room. As soon as he was outside, he lifted his rifle and fired it all around, killing the Rebels who were about to finish them off.
In another part of Capitaliona, four men were under the barrels of over a dozen rifles, machine guns, and hand guns.
xcloviac: Once again, who are you?
BazookaNinja: We're scorting the King to a safe location. As your leaders, we order you to part ways, and let us be.
The nomads roared with laughter. The barrels shook.
xcloviac: I'm sorry, sir, we appear to be your enemies. As your captors, we order you to shut the fuck up and do as I say. Understand?
XwaynecoltX: We'll do as you say so, as long as my brother, your king, is safe and untouched.
xcloviac turned towards the king and slapped him across his face. The retarded man cried.
XwaynecoltX: We had a deal, you filthy vile!
xcloviac: I don't recall agreeing to your terms. Now, for your own good, I advise you to agree with mine.
BazookaNinja and LookingTwiceKills stood in front of the King, forming a protective wall. They nodded towards XwaynecoltX.
XwaynecoltX: Fine, nomad. Speak.
xcloviac: First of all, we will strip you off those itchy silky clothes, and you'll agree to being my equal.
XwaynecoltX: Fine, nomad.
xcloviac: Then, we'll hand you some weapons, and you'll fight alongside us, against your own armies.
All the Royals, including the King, shuddered. They all had family members in the Army.
XwaynecoltX: F-fine.
xcloviac: Then let's move along, soldier.
To be continued.....
HEY MY NAME IS FRAGMENT, AND I GO TO THE POTTY ALLL BY MYSEEEELFFF
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