Capítulo 36: Prison Break
"Gregory, I just received a call from the Manipulator's pawn." The man with a scratchy throat said as he puffed smoke from his mouth with the cigarette still hanging from his lips.
"And?" A sharper toned voice asked.
"50K, just to break out the South Park prisoners."
"50K, huh?"
"That's what he said."
A small snicker could be heard as the man could see a small silhouette of his boss playing with his sword. "You told him we DON'T have a deal if he expects I won't be killing right?"
"He said he could care less about the officers. But he wants any heroes in the area to be left for him to play with."
The man hiding in the shadows chuckled again while it progressed to a heavy sadistic laugh. The other took a deep drag as this was normal behavior coming from his boss. Blowing out the smoke he held the cigarette between his two fingers. "What do you say boss? It's an easy 50K. You can kill all the cops in the station while I dig the pathway for the crooks to escape. Damien can do whatever the fuck he wants, I could care less."
A chair scooted as footsteps were heard approaching the man smoking. His heart jolted when his boss took his cigarette from his fingers. He dropping it at their feet while crushing it.
"What did I tell you about smoking in my office Christophe?"
Christophe scuffed as he grabbed the shovel from his back. "Are we doing this or what Gregory?"
Gregory's face shown in the small amount of light in the room as a crazed smile crept on his face.
"Call Damien, we got a mission on our hands."
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The three boys casually walked up to the police station as they all stopped. Gregory looked back, "You all know the plan?"
"Yup." Christophe said while taking a final drag of his cigarette.
Damien simply nodded as he stayed behind.
"Okay Christophe do your thing. I'm going in, Damien don't get too close. I don't want blood on your pretty black outfit." Gregory teased while walking toward the building.
Damien sighed as he followed behind. Christophe dug in the ground freakishly fast as he was digging toward the location that was mapped out in his head.
Gregory opened both doors while looking around for ANYONE to kill.
"Can I help you?" An officer asked who was hiding behind a glass counter. He stood up looking at Gregory and Damien confused.
A smile crept on Gregory's face as he approached the officer. The cop felt uneasy as he held up gun up to the two while stepping away from the glass. "FREEZE!"
Gregory stopped as he has his eyes staring the officer down.
"HANDS UP! BOTH OF YOU!"
Gregory and Damien put their hands up.
The officer approached closer to the two. "Who are you?" He asked.
Suddenly the officer's eyes drifted next to Gregory as he saw a golden warp appear next to the blonde. The officer cocked his gun. Before he could say anything else the officer was thrown against the glass wall. He gasped for air as he looked down seeing a golden sword in his chest. He was impaled to the wall as he was unable to fall to the ground. The officer trembled in fear and pain as he heard a sinister laugh from the blonde. "Damien, do your thing. I want my blade back for this next part." Gregory said walking up to the officer. He grabbed the blade while placing his foot on the cop's chest. Gregory ripped the sword out of the man's stomach. He kicked the man on the ground harshly as he laughed out loud stomping on his stab wound. Loud screams came from the officer as Damien watched patiently. "Okay, I'm done playing with my meat. Your up Damien. Take your time with this one. The others won't know what hit them." Gregory said as he stabbed the glass wall with his blade. Glass shattered everywhere as he hit the button to open the door. When the door opened his eyes fired up in excitement. "Oh man, you all are some unlucky souls to be working today!!" He hollered as he formed two golden warps. Several officers looked at him as they drew their guns. Before they could do or say anything two were impaled with two different golden swords. The sword in Gregory's hands disappeared in thin air was he could only have two visible swords at a time. The men stabbed in the wall stared at Gregory in horror as he saw other officers running for their life the moment they heard an alarm sound. Gregory laughed hysterically as he shot two new blade at the two running officers. They fell to the ground as the swords were in a both their ribs. Gregory wanted to play with the officers a little more but the screaming and gagging coming from the other room meant only one thing. "Sorry boys. Hope your lives were enjoyable. There will nothing left of you when they get a hold of you." Gregory said as he made his way to the door.
"You fucking bastard! You won't get away with this!!" An officer barked.
Gregory looked back seeing one staring at him with hatred in his eyes. "Oh we have a brave boy." Gregory walked over to the officers with his swords in their ribs. They yelled out at he pulled the blades out. Gregory glanced back at the confident officer. "Mr. Brave Boy has some big balls.... Well, not anymore." He said while walking up to the one still staring daggers at him.
The officers body began shaking in fear as he realized what was to come. Gregory held the two blades side by side with both hands. "No, don't please... No... NOOOOOOOO, ARGHHHH, GAHHHH!!!!!"
The others watched in horror as their friend was suffering through a pain no one wanted to experience for their own. They all cried out as they were completely defenseless and moments from death. When Gregory was done the man he was being stabbed repeatedly until the screaming came to a stop. The others saw a red fire suddenly consume their friend as they see a soul appear. Soft screams could be heard from the soul as it was being drug underground. The cops tried moving as they didn't want to die. "P-Please, don't kill us...Please." One begged feeling completely helpless.
"Oh don't worry about us. It's the one behind you that you have to worry about. Save that begging for the ones you put behind bars." Gregory said while walking out the door. Screams were heard from the three as several villains and crooks were roaming the hallways in search for blood. The two walked out of the station as they saw Christophe waiting patiently outside.
"How many did you kill boss?" He asked.
"Not enough."
Christophe looked back at the building. "How long do you think it'll take for them to get all the heroes?"
Gregory snickered as a fresh idea popped in his head. "Oh we will spark it up to now." He said as he made his way back in the building. 'I'll be sure to be a part of this blood and massacre. Fuck the Puppet Freak. I'm going to kill some heroes.'
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