The Battle for Middle Smurf

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Jay looked up to the battlements "they're only looking where the spotlight
is, we could just go between the... (They waited) ten minute gaps between
sweeps" he suggested, Alota raised an eyebrow, the light swept across them
again "like now?" she asked, the sarcasm could be felt for miles around,
luckily the Plebeians don't know the meaning of the word sarcasm, and
therefore couldn't feel it. (Don’t ask me!!)
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Dante was at the back of the group as they crossed the outer perimeter of
the castle. He was hugging himself and mumbling “Smegging emohawk take my
courage why didn’t someone kill it so I can get my courage back.” Dante
looked down at the floor, and screamed, a blood curdling, shear terror
scream, that only a poofy little girl could utter. Alotta turned round and
accidentally fired one of her staring laser beam glares at Dante, who it
only missed due to the fact he was cowering on the floor.
“What was that for?” asked Jay as he Phil and Keats struggled to lift the
gibbering wreck. “The floor is so far down,” moaned Dante as he again looked
down and his legs gave way almost crushing the three men still trying to
support him. Once Dante was upright again Phil stood in front of him and
glared. “Dante, pull yourself together, your suppose to be a JMC security
guard. Do you remember me telling you about that promotion you could get if
you helped me,” Dante nodded mutely. “Well if you still want it bad enough
you better pull yourself together.” Dante sprang to attention and wipe of a
salute. “Sir, Yes Sir.” Dante could feel his courage rushing back. But there
was still something wrong something missing.
The party reached the castle walls. Jay found a side door, which was
surprisingly unlocked. The group entered with Jack and Dante left to check
that no one followed. When they entered the room they found that they were
alone. The room looked like a medi-evil war room with swords lying
everywhere, (Heaven for Jack), Dante whispered for the group. “Phil, Jay,
Alota, anyone, Keto even, oh no maybe not Keto.” Dante turned to find Jack
drooling over a rather large sword. He lifted it from the wall. “Jack that’s
not a sword that’s the Emo…” To late the emohawk had stuck out his straw
like tongue and there goes another emotion. Dante dived across the table and
made a grab for the polymorph, mid dive the emohawk changed into a plane and
flew out the window. “SMEG,” Jack arose from behind the table, with a
gleeful look on his face. “Okay, what he take from you?” sighed Dante.
Jack gave a slight laugh as he began to glow, “My remorse!” He laughed,
Dante smiled back, “Good cos he’s got most of my courage, lets get it back.”
Jack flew out the window and hovered a few feet off the ground, Dante
climbed through the window as the small remote control plane landed and
turned into a car, it drove up to a door stopped, changed into a Smurf and
walked under the door. Jack prepare to fly off, but was pulled back by
Dante. “Up there,” Dante pointed to a guard patrolling above the door. “You
go up and distract him I will go invisible and sneak past. Okay.”
“Okay”
“Three, two, one, Break.”
Dante disappeared as Jack flew up to the guard and landed behind him.
“INTRUDER, INTRUDER IN THE MAIN TRAINING COMPLEX.” Dante turned to see one
of the Plebes shouting down a microphone Dante grabbed his rifle and fired
of three shots at the guy. But Dante was to late to stop him from setting of
the alarm. Four or five doors erupted with warrior Plebes storming the area.
Dante was about to turn and run when Phil’s words uttered through his head.
Dante could see Jack on the walkway taking out guard after guard with his
super powers and sword.
“AAAAAAARRRRGGGHHHH” The plebes looked in the direction of Dante but he was
still invisible. He ran through about 10 of them before re-materialising and
began to swing his rifle like a mad man.
“11, 12, 13.” Dante roared.
“26, 27, 28.” Called back Jack.
“Oh no, no human is gonna bet me.” Dante began firing in every direction.
Dante paused for breath he was surrounded by Plebes. “Bring it on monkey
boy.” And with that Dante vanished. The plebes charged straight at the place
where Dante once was. And collided with Him. “Ouch, I guess I can’t teleport
then.” Dante resumed his fist swinging.
Meanwhile,
Jack was still counting “53,54,55, his sword was still glowing but it had a
red tint due to the masses of blood on it. Jack could hear the distant cries
of those winged beasts again. “The big one’s only count as one!” called
Dante.
This joint post was brought to you by
Dante “Gimli” Wendigo &
Jack “Legolas” FeBuggure.
To be continued…
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