2- ACP Stories: Vengeance of the Androids
ACP Stories: Vengeance of the
“Two orders of anchovies pizza please,” replied Oagalthorp who was happily sitting across from his friend, Jamesbond1.
“And two diet cokes,” Oagalthorp insisted.
“Diet! My penguin isn’t that fat!” Jamesbond1 responded in a joking manner.
“Listen Oagal”, James started to sound serious, ” About the whole army idea… well I’m not so sure. I mean; CP is just pretend. Nothing bad can happen here that’s what moderators are for; it’s not like having armies could make a difference.”
Just as Jamesbond1 spoke these words a penguin in a robber mask waddled into the pizza parlor.
“Alright give me the money,” the nasty penguin scorned at the penguin at the cash register, “and I want it all!”
Oagalthorp knew this was his chance to prove to Jamesbond1 that armies are needed in drastic situations like this. CP moderators wouldn’t this was a big deal, but Oagal knew that penguins should never be harassed no matter the circumstance.
” James cover me!” Oagal yelled as he waddled as fast as he could over to the robber and started pelting him with snowballs. James started to harass the mugger as well until finally the mugger replied with ” What the hel…” it was too late. The penguin was banned for being a potty mouth. ” Wow Oagal that was fun,” James chuckled ” if, and only if I can be leader I think that this army thing could work out.”
” Well I think we should call it the Army of Club Penguin and wear camouflage just like the U.S. army wears,” Oagal suggested positively, “although we won’t be bias to soldiers from the U.S.”
” Nah,” James shrugged ” we should use the Mexican clothing in the gift shop and call our army the Nachos.”
” Nachos? Doesn’t that sound a little racist, and stupid?” Oagal tried not to click the thinking icon.
” Well I think it sounds like an awesome army.” James replied confidently.
After hours of arguing, the two CP friends decided to make each of their envisioned armies, and have them be allies. Oagal would start up the Army of Clubpenguin (or ACP for short), and Jamesbond1 would start the Nachos. When Oagal said he had to go, Jamesbond1 said wait and he recommended that if our armies should ever be in trouble if there ever is such a big problem on CP that they should have some sort of communication device. He told Oagal about a radio that can be made for the two of them to each have their own in real life. This way if there ever is a war they could press the button and the signal would go to the other leader to let them know that they need to get their army on CP right away! The only problem was the radio could trace the coordinates to where the other leader actually was in real life. They had decided to pass this down to each leader after them and, if it was approved by the new ACP leader, to mail it to them in real life. Besides, when were the Nachos and ACP ever going to need each other’s help in real life…
“Woah…” was whispered all around the helicopter as it flew above the Grand Canyon.
“We get to kick robot butt AND get to see views like this? Life is too easy,” insisted Fox to the group as they all looked out the window.
“Agreed,” sang the rest of the helicopter.
What they all didn’t know was that the only thing that would get easier, is their will to put up with another soldier’s death. Around two PM, all the ACP stepped out of their helicopters and went over to where Saint was standing.
“Welcome back to the war, everyone,” she announced to them.
“Like we wanna be back,” whispered Ed, “I’d rather be watching one star chick flicks then being in this war.”
“You all will have new dormitories and roommates. And again, one gender rooms. Understood?” she asked.
Weary comments were found throughout the crowd of soldiers.
Packer ran through the hallway to find his new dorm. He arrived at his door.
“Room 23B,” he read to himself.
He opened the door to see Kt, Bfan, Houndy, and Dryv in his room.
“Hey Pack! Even coleaders have to share dorms,” announced Bfan, pointing at Dryv.
“Ha ha ha; very funny,” responded Dryv while putting away his inventory.
“Attention! Everyone must report to auditorium for battle plans now. Thank you,” announced the speaker.
Packer arrived at the auditorium and sat down in a seat near the front of the stage.
“Ok, we need a new battle plan. How about, half the Echo division goes to flank the enemy on the right, while the other side is taken care of by Del-” Saint was cut off from an alarm.
“Um. Everyone! Hurry and gear up! This means that enemies are in a 5 mile radius of this base. Move!” ordered Saint.
Everyone ran to get geared up for the possible battle. As soon as they ran outside, they heard something. Everyone looked around until a young soldier yelled, “Look!” Everyone turned to see tiny dots coming from the atmosphere right near their base.
“Everyone start firing now!” yelled Saint.
Packer aimed his gun at the dots and prayed to God that they win this battle. The dots landed right in front of the ACP soldiers.
“Hello Saint1119. It’s a pleasure to meet u again,” spoke the android leader.
Everyone was in shock of what they saw. It pointed his gun at the soldiers and started firing.
“Run!” screamed a random soldier, only to be shot dead from behind.
Packer ran as fast as he could to cover, looking at all the androids here, invading their base. He looked over to a couple low ranked soldiers behind some barrels.
“Move! Those are oil tanks!” shouted Packer.
But it was too late. Blood and gore flung everywhere. Packer was starting to feel sick.
“Packer! We have to get out of here. Cmon!” advised Houndy as he led Packer over to where other soldiers were.
“Ok, we have to try the battle plan I was describing,” advised Saint to the soldiers.
A group of Echo soldiers started running on the right of the androids, while Delta ran on the left. They started firing and destroying androids. But then the androids shot rockets at the squads. Most of the soldiers died from the explosion.
“I didn’t think I’d need this,” Saint told herself, “but this is urgent.”
At the FBI base, Larry and Person with the rest of the Nachos tried to find any clue to where the ACP was. Then Person’s radio started ringing. He turned on the talk button.
“Hello?” he asked.
“Person! It’s Saint! We need backup now! The FBI came come and get you here. But we need you and the Nachos now!” she shouted through the radio.
“Will do,” responded Person.
“And there’s our lead…” whispered Larry.
The ACP had fallen back right near the entrance of the base. Watching young soldiers be picked off was getting more and more gruesome. Packer watched as Sonic barfed from watching a soldier’s intestines spill out of his body. At that moment, the Nachos arrived in FBI jets.
“About time!” shouted Coolguy.
“Person! Get down! The androids are attacking!” reminded Saint.
Person just looked around and stood in the middle of the battlefield. The gunfire ceased. Person looked at the androids and took out a piece of some sort of metal.
“Magnesium…” gasped the head android.
“And more to come if we both ally,” announced Person.
The ACP watched in horror as they worked this out.
“We accept,” announced the head android.
“Person! Don’t do this! After all we’ve done together in armies! What about our alliance!” reminded Boomer.
“He’s not serious, is he?” asked Fox.
Person turned his head to the ACP. He pulled out a pistol and shot an ACP soldier. The survivors watched in horror as Stev fell to the ground, dead.
Within an hour, the ACP had been driven into the base, with androids and Nachos destroying the rooms they had been in for so little time.
“Are we just going to stand here and let them destroy our base?” asked BP.
“No, we’re going to run out of here and let them destroy the base,” responded Dragon, AKA Draggy.
“Why are we going to let them destroy our base?!” asked Kenneth, surprised at the answer.
“Because, while they are destroying it, we escape,” advised Saint.
As the surviving ACP ran out of the base, they arrived at the river at the back of the base. They watched as Saint pressed a button. Escape Boats came out of the water.
“Nice…” responded Kt.
Everyone hopped into the boats as fast as possible. Packer joined a boat that included Boomer, Sheila, Fox, Draggy, Sonic, Houndy, Bfan, Kt. Packer and Bfan pushed the boat into the water.
“Ok, we all meet up later in the woods on the other side,” advised Saint.
Dozens of motors started up and then all the ACP started off to the other side of the wide river.
“They will not get away. Troops, take off,” demanded the head android as all his troops flew into the sky.
“You heard him. Everyone into the jets!” demanded Person as well.
As the ACP reached the mid point in the lake, they heard jets and androids above them.
“Incoming!” shouted a soldier, only to be bombed from above.
Boomer set the boat to 45 knots and they zoomed away from the jets.
“Destroy them all,” advised both Nacho and android leaders.
Boats were being picked off from the bombing of the androids and jets. An android flew in low to Packer’s boat. Sonic sniped it right after it shot a bomb. The bomb landed right where Sheila was sitting. The sonic wave of the bomb flung Sheila off the boat into the water. Packer dropped his gun and dived after her.
“She has her gun still on her shoulder, so I have to act quick before she drowns from the weight of it,” reminded Packer to himself.
As he reached Sheila, he started to swim up to the surface. As soon as he got both of them to the surface, he saw Nacho jets fly overhead.
“Lookout!” screamed Packer.
He dove back into the water, and watched as his comrades dive into the water right before Packer saw the fire from under the water. He floated back up to see most of the boat covered in fire. His entire boat group had survived the bombing. They all hung onto the boat, and Sheila soon regained consciousness. They looked around to find any surviving ACP soldiers in reach. They watched as one soldier tried to swim over to their craft.
“Help. I’ve got something caught on my leg!” shouted the soldier.
Looking at how he was struggling, they supposed a piece of his demolished boat had wrapped around his leg in a cuff fashion.
“No way. It’s Bfan’s turn,” reminded Packer.
Bfan dove into the water and swam over to the soldier. The soldier started struggling harder and Bfan was beginning to be pulled under from the soldier’s tight grip. Packer and his group watched in horror as both sank into the water.
“Oh my god…” whispered Draggy.
Not a second after, Bfan rose to the surface. Sonic and Boomer helped him up onto the raft-like structure.
“He didn’t make it. It was too heavy,” spoke Bfan, shivering from being under the surface so long.
After a five minute assault, the Nachos and androids met up on land again.
“Person, is it?” asked the head android.
“Yes, yes it is,” responded Person.
“We will discuss matters of our alliance soon,” reminded the head android, “Android 786, go scout out any surviving ACP soldiers and destroy them.
The android flew out to the river again.
“Now what do we do?” asked Houndy, getting tired of the boredom of the situation.
“First, let’s make sure Saint and the other leaders are ok,” announced Boomer.
Boomer called the three remaining leaders, happy to hear that they were all fine.
“Hey! I see a lone floater!” shouted Kt.
The group turned their head to see a soldier on a non-damaged boat.
“Don’t worry guys! I’ll save you,” spoke the unrecognized soldier.
About fifteen yards away from them, the group saw the scout android. The android flew right above the boat and dropped a bomb on it. The explosion destroyed the boat, and parts of his flesh were flung at the soldiers.
“Are you kidding me?!” shouted Fox.
“Gross…” spoke Draggy, wiping off the flesh.
As the android came back, Packer felt around for his pistol. From about ten yards away, Packer shot the android right in the head.
‘Thank god,” spoke Sheila, relieved of not being destroyed like the soldier.
As night approached, the soldiers saw a boat come in sight. It was Saint and a bunch of survivors. The soldiers hopped into the boat and silently drove it over to the other side. Saint looked at the two hundred surviving soldiers. “This is not good,” she spoke quietly.
Packer walked over to the cove of the forest and filled his helmet with water from the river. He poured it on himself to possibly relieve himself from the grief and loss of his fellow soldiers. Packer watched as the water flowed over his face. Then Packer did a double take. He looked at the ground, which was soaked from the river’s water. The water was red from blood. Five yards away, a corpse layed on the shore. Packer stood up and ran away. “You gotta be kidding me,” Packer told himself.
“Now let’s get down to business,” spoke Akabob, sitting across from the android leader.
“You told us that if we helped you, you would give us magnesium,” responded the android leader, obviously impatient.
“Yes, yes. But first, you must help us destroy the ACP and gain our glory,” reminded Linkin.
“That can be arranged. They are only thing that can possibly stand in our way of getting to the magnesium deposits,” announced the head android.
The Nachos all went over to look at Stev’s lifeless body. The medics threw the body in the water, as if showing pride in what they had done.
“Now what?” asked Larry to Person.
“The ACP has lost many soldiers in the river battle. This should be a guaranteed victory at the end of this war,” responded Person.
At night, Larry walked over to where the head android was. He pushed the leader against a tree and had him at gunpoint.
“Listen carefully,” spoke Larry, “I want Packer1 Nfl and Saint 1119 brought to us alive.”
“I could destroy you right now, but I accept,” responded the android.
Larry walked back to bed, hoping that Packer hadn’t been killed in the bombing. “Mom wouldn’t be happy if she found out Daniel’s dead,” he thought to himself.
On the other side of the lake, the survivors of the bombing were planning an attack.
“Ok, when the Nachos go on their daily scouting for surviving soldiers, we will attack. We will need to attack low ranked soldiers because they won’t recognize if their faces are different. Ok?” asked Saint.
The camp agreed.
At the crack of dawn, the ACP woke up. They all put on their armor and loaded their weapons and got ready for today’s assault.
“We will need ten people to sneak into the base. We will use Boomer, Fox, Sheila, Draggy, Kt, Bfan, Houndy, Sonic, Packer, and Zdoger in this mission,” decided Saint.
The ten soldiers set off onto their secret mission. A group of twelve Nacho soldiers were on patrol, until the ACP soldiers caught up with them. They killed the soldiers and took their uniforms. They put the bodies on the ground, and when Zzztops came to see what happened, he saw the bodies on the ground, as the ACP soldiers explained that the dead bodies were ACP soldiers.
As another night approached, the soldiers ran into their nearly demolished base. They looked for anything that could give them a signal. Then, Zdoger found something.
“Saint… come in Saint…” spoke Boomer.
“Yes?” she responded.
“The disguises are a success. We have found out what they are planning while talking to some soldiers. They said they would send the androids to scout out anyone from above. They spoke about bombing the forest to the ground tomorrow. So I suggest you start moving everyone out of there,” suggested Boomer.
‘Will do.” Responded Saint.
The next morning, the ten ACP soldiers ran back to the forest, where they met up with Saint.
‘Ready to go?” asked Boomer.
“Yeah. Ok everyone. Let’s move!” shouted Saint.
Little did the ACP know, but that the androids were just starting to take flight…
Bombs were heard throughout the group. The ACP looked up to see androids flying overhead, bombing everything in sight.
“Run!” screamed Saint as the ACP ran for their lives.
Trees were bursting and collapsing around every corner.
“This feels like a video game,” thought Packer to himself.
As they saw the way out of the forest, they were shocked. A bomb had collapsed a burning tree in front of the forest exit.
“Aw crap!” shouted Bfan as the trees started blazing.
Saint decided for everyone to risk it and to jump over the log. All the soldiers made it over the log. Then they got to have their fun. They all started shooting up at the sky, picking off androids.
“We actually did it,” gasped Fox as she saw the forest burn to the ground.
Back at the android/Nacho base, the leaders were pleased with the results of the forest being burned down.
“Excellent, the ACP has nowhere to hide. Tomorrow, we attack,” spoke Aka.
Packer sat in the grass of the plain they were staying on and looked up at the sky. He thought of how he could lose his life here. He tried to think of all the last things he said to his family members. He thought of his friends at school. He thought about how his funeral would be. He pictured his family crying at the news of losing him in combat.
“Hopefully that will never happen,” thought Packer.
He went over to his assembled tent and started to sleep. He had a dream of him and the android leader, face to face. As he looked around, he saw his friends, wounded and near death, with Nachos standing all around them. Packer had a gun in his hand, and so did the android leader. Both pointed it at each other. And simultaneously, gunfire was shot from both sides. Packer woke up, and gave himself whiplash from sitting up so quickly. He layed down again and continued to sleep.
The next morning, Packer woke up to a sound of a lot of wind and loud noises. He opened up his tent flap to see a helicopter. He was relieved when he saw the letter “FBI” on it.
“Hello soldiers. We are sorry to hear of your tragic loses. Now listen carefully. We came to tell you to meet us at a base at the mountain,” spoke Secretary of Defense, Robert Gates.
“Meet you? Can’t we just ride in the helicopter to get there?” asked Thebest.
“You can’t get on the base on the mountain. You can only get in the base in the mountain,” spoke Robert.
The ACP watched as ten submarines popped out of the water and rose near the land.
“Twenty soldiers can fit in each submarine. They are on auto-pilot, so you don’t have to do anything steering-wise. We will see you there,” responded Robert as he climbed back into the helicopter.
The ACP soldiers hurried into the submarines. They all squished into the submarines as they went underwater. Packer looked up and saw the maximum occupancy. It read fifteen people. Packer was happy he at least got a window seat. He looked at all the plants underwater. But then someone yelled. Everyone shifted their attention to the other side of the submarine. They all saw an ACP soldier, lying on the river bottom.
“Oh my god! Poor kid,” spoke Cat as she looked at the soldier.
As Packer looked, he noticed something familiar. He looked at Bfan and he nodded back at Packer. Packer knew that was the soldier Bfan tried to save earlier…
After a grueling twenty minutes inside the submarines, the ACP finally arrived at the mountain.
“Now watch this,” spoke Robert Gates into the radio.
The submarines’ descents began to go deeper into the river. Then the soldiers saw it. There was a metal door underwater. As the submarines arrived, the doors opened up. Packer watched in awe as the water level started draining as the doors to the river closed.
“Alright. Everyone this way,” spoke a FBI agent.
As the entered a control room, all the ACP looked at all the cool machines and computers.
“This is our mountain base,” spoke the agent, “We will provide you with new weaponry and new machines to help you in this war.”
“I’ll take it from here,” spoke Robert Gates.
“So what are the new machines and weaponry?” asked Batin.
“Here is our newest edition. It is a hovering motorcycle-like vehicle,” announced Robert Gates.
The ACP watched in awe as an agent flew it around the room.
“The best part ,” continued Robert, “is that you can’t fly too high. So you never have to worry about getting scared of heights. It can only fly around two stories high.”
“Sounds awesome,” agreed Enn.
“Yes it will be,” responded Thebest.
The ACP walked over to a cannon-looking object that was about ten feet tall.
“This is a sonic cannon,” spoke Robert Gates.
“See? I have my own weapon named after me,” interrupted Sonic.
“Actually, no. It is named sonic because it does not fire cannon balls. Instead, it fires a sonicwave at the enemy. It’s power enough to destroy a tank,” declared Robert Gates.
“I’m so using that,” whispered Draggy to Fox and Sheila.
They later made their way to a machine that was standing on legs and had missles on it.
“This is what we call a S.A.D.” spoke Robert Gates, “It stands for a sturdy auto-turret defense system.”
“And how would we control it?” asked Meat, interested in the concept.
“You would use this control panel right here,” responded Robert Gates, pointing to a portable control panel.
“The question that’s on my mind, Secretary,” started Saint, “is how we would transport these machines from battle to battle.”
“You let us the FBI worry about that, Saint. You all just worrying on fighting,” Responded Robert.
The ACP was shown to where they would stay the night until they got the machines transported for their first battle against the androids. Packer sat on his bunk and turned out the lamp. “Those Nachos won’t know what hit them,” spoke Houndy as he fell asleep. Little did Houndy and the ACP know, but that they would be the ones not expecting what would happen next…
“Everyone loaded?” asked Linkin as he patrolled the Nacho line.
The Nachos and androids were going to track the remote and destroy the ACP before they expected it. Around two in the morning, the Nachos started hiking up to where the remote reading was coming from. At the same time, the androids flew out to where the signal was to get a first surprise attack.
Meanwhile, Packer sat in his bed, his body wide awake. He looked up at the ceiling of the base, and decided to go for a walk. He crept past all the FBI agents and sprinted through the secret door to the outside. Packer had thought about bringing a gun, but he knew he was safe, or so he thought. He sat down in the grass of the mountain and looked up at the sky above. He was amazed at how many supernovas he saw, until they started to get bigger and bigger. Packer stood up and made a dive for the door, for he knew what those supernovas were. He ran inside and woke up everyone.
“Guys! Androids are attacking the base! We have to evacuate!” shouted Packer as he ran about the dorms.
“Are you kidding me? My body can’t stand all these nights without beauty sleep!” announced Pinkgirl as she laid back on her pillow.
In an instant, the ACP heard the bombs. They heard many sounds such as “Boom!” and “Bang!” most people huddled in a group in a corner and held onto each other for their lives. BP watched as all the dust started to fall from the ceiling.
“Is that ceiling stable?” asked BP.
“Yes, don’t worry about it,” reminded Robert Gates.
After about twenty seconds of pure demise, a few brave ACP soldiers took a look outside. They saw the whole mountain outside ablaze, with some people walking forward in the dark.
“Nachos!” screamed Bobcat, but it was too late.
The Nachos fired at the soldiers outside, killing all of them. Motor and Yanks tried to keep the door shut, but Nachos placed a bomb on the door.
“Oh my god,” whispered Sheila as everyone heard the bomb countdown.
“Get away from there!” screamed Dryvit but it was too late.
The bomb threw the door across to the other side of the room, along with Motor and Yanks. Sheila and Hasanb ran over to them, but they were dead. Aka walked into the room slowly, and shot an injured soldier who had been near the door bombing.
“You can’t do this!” wearily shouted Bob, only to be flashed a grin from Aka.
“And who’s stopping me,” shot back Aka.
He aimed his gun at Bob. Everyone turned their heads to hear gunfire. Packer looked up to see Bob still alive, but now Aka was struggling to stand. He looked across the room to see Fox, pointing her gun in his direction. The Nachos ran inside to start the intense battle of a broken alliance.
Gunfire began the battle. Packer ran across the base to the other side where other soldiers were taking refuge.
“Who’s here?” asked Packer to Draggy who was staying with these soldiers.
“These are all the younger kids. They are all eight and younger,” responded Draggy.
“Well, keep them out of harm’s way,” demanded Packer, as he stood up to join the battle.
As fire rang out in the base, Robert Gates ran for the exit. Many soldiers tried to cover for him, but Larry, Clan, and Person ran after him. Clan had a machine gun, so he easily rid of the ACP soldiers. Person put his pistol up to Robert’s temple and kept him as hostage. He slowly walked into the middle of the battle. All gunfire ceased.
“No one move,” announced Person, “I have taken your beloved Secretary hostage.”
“That little-” started Coolguy, only to be cut off from gunfire. Person had shot it in the air.
“Now listen. Either you give up now or we will fire,” reasoned Person.
Aka had sat up at the sound of this plan, bandages on his side. Linkin walked over to the edge of the newly formed circle around Person and the remaining ACP leaders.
“Now, are you willing to reason?” asked Person.
“Never,” spoke Meat under his breath.
A shot was fired. Meat fell to his knees.
“I’m sorry; I don’t think I heard you right. Can you repeat that?” asked Person.
“I said that we will never give up,” responded Meat, out of breath.
“That’s what I thought you said,” responded Person, firing another shot at Meat.
He fell to the ground.
“Oh my god!” shouted Seth.
“Now, are you two ready to reason?” asked Person a second time.
“Do you honestly think we will give up that easily?” fired back Saint.
“I thought you might say something like that. Looks like I will have to convince you of what we are capable of,” responded Person.
At that moment, Linkin used a hand signal aimed at the haven where Draggy and the young soldiers were hidden. Puckley loaded his bazooka and aimed for the secret area. Packer made a dash for it. He ran as fast as he could, screaming at the top of his lungs. He felt a sharp pain in his thigh, but kept running.
“Dang it; he’s still running,” spoke Person under his breath.
Packer and the rest of the ACP watched as a few soldiers ran out of the haven in time, but it was too late. Packer stared in horror at the blazing fire in front of him. Him and the ACP medics ran over to the wreckage, and started to pull the rubbage off of the soldiers. The five soldiers who had ran away in time had only suffered minor injuries. Unfortunately, the ones who didn’t move in time had suffered much more. Almost all of those soldiers had been killed. Only a few young soldiers and Draggy had survived impact.
“Well, are you all convinced now?” challenged Person.
“Hand over Robert and we will surrender,” responded Saint.
“Two surrenderings in one war,” spoke Kenneth as he watched Saint look down at the floor.
“I’m glad you all can reason. Sadly, we all don’t plan on keeping up our part of the deal,” snarled Person.
At that time, Puckley and four other bazooka holders fired them all around the base. Person and the rest of the Nachos marched out of the base.
“And by the way,” continued Person, “I hope you don’t honestly believe you are safe here. Your door is destroyed and we can strike at anytime. I will give you twelve hours to rid of the bodies and leave the base. Good day.”
Dryv ran over to his little brother, Div. He scanned his little brother’s body to find the wound. Around stomach level, He saw a shard of metal that had penetrated his chest.
“Will he be ok?” asked Dryv, close to tears.
Sheila only looked away, near to tears herself.
“Answer me!” demanded Dryv.
“I don’t know!” cried out Sheila, looking at the nearly unconscious Div.
Dryv broke down in tears. His brother could only look at him and barely speak from the pain. The ACP circled around as Dryv stayed by his brother’s side. After twenty minutes, Div was pronounced dead, and Dryv was still by his side, talking to his brother.
“Fox, are you crying?!” asked Noka, surprised of this rare occasion.
“You better watch it. Because I can guarantee you if I killed you right here, no one would be by your side,” shot back Fox, not in the mood for his jokes.
Boomer walked over to Fox’s side. Packer had been sitting on his bunk, watching the newly deceased Div and Dryv by his side. Packer was near to tears, thinking of if his brother would be by his side in his last moments even though they were on opposite sides. He watched as Sheila tried to convince Dryv to move away so she could cover up Div’s body. Dryv slowly nodded, and closed his brother’s eyes. He hugged him and walked away. Sheila pulled the covering over his body, and quickly ran away from the body. Packer watched as she sat down and started crying. Packer realized how tough a medic’s job must be, especially for such a young child. He turned to look at Saint, who was sitting alone, just staring up at the ceiling. He wondered what she was doing, but was too exhausted to focus on that. He laid back on his bed and closed his eyes.
Packer woke up to the yelling of Saint. Many people were waking up from laying on the ground; Pack was lucky to have had his bed still be in one piece. All the ACP ran over to where Saint was standing. They all gasped when they reached their spot. Standing up, on a piece of broken metal using it as a cane, was Meat.
“Meat’s ok!” gasped Bfan at this miracle.
“Yes. He will be fine. Anyway, we need to hurry up and start our plan for our revenge. We only have six hours left,” announced Saint.
“Get revenge? We have to get out of here or else we are doomed!” reminded Coolguy.
“No. We are going to set up a trap here that they will never see coming,” responded Saint, sounding very confident in her idea.
“But for now, if everyone could come outside,” asked Sheila.
The ACP marched to the top of the mountain, and saw a plentiful amount of holes dug in the ground. Fallingtail had turned her head to see a bunch of bodies covered with white sheets, some stained with a dark liquid. She felt woozy.
“ACP soldiers, here lies…” began Saint.
Packer listened as he heard many soldiers’ names be called. He didn’t pay much attention until he heard Div. He glanced at Dryv and looked away. He felt as if his not getting to the haven fast enough and rescuing all the kids was his fault.
“… and they have not died in vain. For our revenge will be sweet. And our victory in the end will be sweeter. Rest in peace,” finished Saint.
The ACP watched as some low ranked soldiers who had volunteered to do so, placed the bodies in the dry earth. Then the ACP headed back into the base.
Saint had told everyone where and how to make the traps for the Nachos and androids. Packer had helped set up a suicide trap. If the android and Nacho forces became too strong, he would have to trigger the suicide trap and kill not only himself and the ACP who didn’t make it to the submarines in time, but also the enemies that were near the submarines.
“Pack, don’t worry. I doubt we will even need this trap,” kept reminding Fox, but Packer didn’t buy it.
“Good luck out there Packer,” encouraged Saint. Packer could tell that by the expression on her face what they both knew what was possibly going to happen.
Around two in the afternoon, multiple soldiers’ alarm watches began beeping. Saint looked around worriedly, realizing that their time was up. Saint motioned for the ACP to get into positions. Kt turned off the lights in the base. In three minutes (or for what felt as three hours), Packer heard the Nachos and androids arrive at the entrance. A fairly high ranked Nacho soldier slowly crept into the empty base. About twenty other soldiers and androids were right behind him. The leading Nacho broke what felt as if a rope. At that moment, they heard a liquid spilling out on a side of the entrance. At that moment, Kt turned on a lighter he had found and put it against the oil. The oil had been all around the entrance in a pipe that was made of only a strong paper. As soon as Kt lit the oil, he ducked for cover. In an instant, the whole entrance was ablaze and all the enemies in the entrance were on fire. After a couple seconds of the blaze, the paper pipes burst open, dripping blazing oil on the soldiers, letting sparks fall all over on them. Bfan then ran over and dumped oil all over the floor where they were standing. He clicked on his lighter and lit the oil on fire. Kt stared at Bfan’s leg.
“Oh my god! Bfan; your leg!” shouted Kt.
Bfan looked down to see his leg, covered in fire. He noticed that the oil has spilled all over his left leg. He ran away from the entrance and tried to roll on the floor to put it out. Dryv then flicked on the switch and the lights turned on. The ACP’s revenge had begun.
“Move move move!”
“Get through the arch!”
“Start firing!” wailed Person as he saw the trap.
He had not expected to see this much of a defense from the ACP. The Nachos and androids poured in, firing like crazy at the ACP resistance. Clan ran out in front of the Nachos and started firing his machine gun. Mininame ran over to where he was a put a sticky grenade on the machine gun. He had learned that if u put a grenade in a sock covered with tar, it sticks to almost any surface. Clan looked at the kid and started firing at him. But Lillie had attacked from behind, shooting clan right in his right leg’s calf. He began to limp, but not too long after the grenade set off. Clan was blown away, literally. He sat up to find blood all over his face.
“Noob…” he whispered.
On the other side of the battle, Puckley was leading a group or Nachos and androids to provide heavy fire on the ACP hiding in a haven.
“Not again,” whispered Packer as he made a dash for it.
While running, Packer turned to see Dryv running right beside him. He knew what Dryv was thinking. Packer and Dryv shot and killed all the Nachos and androids other than Puckley. Dryv dashed in front of Packer.
“This is my battle,” reminded Dryv.
Puckley aimed his bazooka only to get a bullet go right through it. Puckley turned to see Dryv, holding his rifle, pointed at him.
“C’mon Dryv,” spoke Puckley, “Let’s have a real man fight.”
At that moment, Puckley took out a switch blade. Dryv used his rifle to break off a blade from an android’s arm. He picked it up and started circling each other.
“Sorry for the whole mishap Dryv. It’s a shame Div had to go. He was just making something of this life,” annoyed Puck.
“You will not get away with killing my brother,” responded Dryv.
“And yet, I did. It would be a shame to have to kill you too Dryv. I would hate to be your family,” antagonized Puck.
“It’s a shame you will have to suffer a death just like my brother did,” shot back Dryv.
And then the blade battle began.
Packer had been running all around, helping get kids to the medic station, while also avoiding bullets. Crazyboy had been shot, but he kept fighting.
“C’mon! We have to get you out of here now!” demanded Sheila, trying to pull him to the medic station.
“I’m not done fighting,” shot back Crazy, while firing at the enemy.
Packer arrived and helped get him to the station.
“Thanks. If I were him, I wouldn’t have wanted to stay battling. I would have rather wanted to be pulled back as fast as possible,” spoke Sheila.
“I think I would want to do both,” replied Packer.
Boomer had been fighting alongside Kt and Fox as they shot the Nachos and androids that were just entering the base. In the meanwhile, Hasanb was trying to get Bfan to calm down so he could put out the fire.
“Hang on Bfan! I’ll go get water!” announced Hasanb.
“Water?! On oil?! It won’t do anything!” shot back Bfan as he rolled.
Saint was fighting from the back of the base, alongside Draggy, Cat, and Pink.
“That’s it!” shouted Draggy as she ran to the facility room of the base.
“Where is she going?!” demanded Cat as she took down a couple androids.
Draggy arrived back with the control to the S.A.D.
“Smart move!” shouted Saint.
In an instant, the S.A.D. entered the battle, and shot many rockets at the entrance. The Nachos and androids who were still trying to get inside were now isolated outside.
“Crap…” mumbled Aka as he looked at the rubble.
“Ok, I suggest we go over to the river and wait for the submarines,” advised Larry as the Nachos and androids started moving.
The battle seemed fairly even, until a special android came in. He jumped from the entrance to the middle of the battle and slit two ACP soldiers’ throats in process.
“It’s here,” spoke Klug as he looked at the head android.
“And I donnot accept defeat,” responded the android leader.
Draggy fired a missile at the head android. The android simply grabbed the missile and threw it at a group of soldiers.
“Now this is where it gets good,” spoke Pink as she aimed her gun at the head android’s head.
The gunshot rang through the base. The head android simply grabbed it right before it hit him and threw it so fast it went through pink’s armor. She was knocked out. All at once the ACP started firing at the head android, making him grab the ground to keep up. Draggy decided to fire another missile. The missile hit the head android right in the knees and the legs were blown off.
“Nice!” exclaimed Draggy.
On the other side of the battle, Puck and Dryv were beginning their blade duel.
“It would be a shame if you let your family down again,” taunted Puck.
Dryv had had enough. He lunged in for the stab. Puck had been expecting this maneuver, and grabbed the bottom of Dryv’s blade. He kicked Dryv in the gut and onto the floor. Puck then threw Dryv’s blade aside. Dryv realized how bad this situation was for him.
“Well, well, well; Dryv at my mercy. How unexpected,” mocked Puck as he looked at his vulnerable opponent.
Over at a safe spot, Seth, along with Meat and Ganon, looked at the defenseless Dryv. Meat stood up and began walking closer.
“What are you doing?!” asked Seth and Ganon.
Meat walked over to where he knew his arm could throw to, and pulled the pin off his grenade. He threw it about ten yards from where Puck was standing. Dryv watched as the grenade landed. He thought up a mischievous plan. As soon as the bomb went off, Puck turned his attention to the explosion, exactly like what Dryv had expected.
“What the-” spoke Puck.
Dryv then grabbed Puck’s wrist and turned the blade on the blade wielder himself. He then pushed the blade clear through Puck’s chest.
“You are so dead…” whispered Puck.
Dryv simply kicked Puck off of his own blade.
“Ok; I have an idea. I saw we run around and kill off and the androids,” advised Boomer.
“Sounds good,” remarked Kt.
Fox gave an agreeing nod.
“Wait! I have a better idea,” replied Fox.
The group ran over to where Saint and co. were.
“Where’s Pink?” asked Fox.
“She’s with Sheila; she’ll be fine,” responded Saint.
“Now why are you really here?” asked Cat.
“What? You think I can’t come over just to check on a fellow soldier?” shot back Fox.
There was no reply. There was all silence other than the screams of soldiers and gunfire.
“Ok, fine. We came to ask where Draggy found the secret weapons,” admitted Fox.
“I found them in that facility room over there,” pointed out Draggy.
The three soldiers ran into the room.
“Now where would a flying vehicle be?” asked Fox to herself.
“Found it!” shouted Kt.
The three then pulled off the covering on the vehicle and started it up.
“Let’s take this baby for a spin,” spoke Boomer.
“Wow…” remarked Kt and Fox.
“What did I do?” asked Boomer.
“Nothing. But that was a pretty lame thing to say,” snickered Kt.
“Just get on,” ordered Boomer.
The three flew over the battlefield, firing down at the androids. Fox was using her rail gun to easily destroy the enemy.
“Aw god! Fox has a rail gun! Get out of here!” shouted Person.
“Eat lead, Nachos!” remarked Fox as she rained down bullets.
“Scratch that; fire at the flying vehicle!” demanded Person.
Boomer flew the flying machine, maneuvering so that bullets would miss.
“Oh no!” screamed the soldiers as the machine started to descend, and quickly at that.
It landed off to the side of the battle. The machine was twisted and tangled.
“Alright; slowly, everyone,” advised Pringle as they crept over to the machine to see if there were any survivors.
“Fox?! Boomer?!” asked Kt as he shook their unconscious bodies, “Looks like it’s up to me as usual.”
Kt grabbed Fox’s rail gun and sat up. As soon as he heard the Nachos walk close enough, he stood up and started firing at the Nachos.
“Rail gun!” shouted Pringle as he retreated.
Boomer began to wake up at the sound of the gunfire.
“What on earth? Oh my god! Fox!” shouted Boomer as he looked at her.
“Boomer…come closer…” demanded Fox, wearily.
“Fox! Oh my lord; are you ok?” asked Boomer.
“I have… one thing… to say…” replied Fox.
“What is it?” asked Boomer.
“That… was… AWESOME!” shouted Fox as she grabbed Kt’s rifle and began firing at the Nachos.
“What the heck Fox!” replied Boomer, “You almost gave me a heart attack!”
“I do that to most boys,” replied Fox, laughing at her own joke.
Packer stood near the submarine entrance, fidgeting with his weapons that he had.
“Please don’t be overpowered ACP; please don’t,” he kept whispering to himself.
Over on the other side, Saint was whispering the same thing.
“This is too even. Someone will get the upper hand soon,” spoke Saint.
To Saint’s surprise, she was correct. Everyone heard a bomb and turned their attention to the entrance. There stood Aka and a bunch of reckless Nachos who had decided to not go to the river. They had used bombs to destroy the blockage. Zdoger shot a soldier in the head, and aimed for another.
“This won’t be good,” he whispered to himself.
The ACP all ran over to the medic station for cover
“Music to my ears,” mocked Aka.
“So, Aka, glad to see you joined us,” remarked Linkin as he approached Aka.
“Yes. Now we need a plan,” advised Aka.
“You all listen to me now,” shouted the head android, “You all have done enough for this battle. Let my troops handle the rest.”
“As you wish. Nachos, to the riverbed,” ordered Person as he marched out, not even caring to avoid gunfire.
The ACP hurried and ran in the medic station.
“What the heck?!” asked Sheila.
“We need to evacuate this place now!” demanded Saint.
The ACP helped carry soldiers out of the medic station, until they heard the sound of a fan. Noka opened the tent flap to see hundreds of androids’ arms spinning in a fan motion, their blades nearing the station every second. No sound came out of Noka. He quickly closed the flap and ran out of the base.
“What the heck; Noka?” asked Coolguy as he watched Noka panicly run through the tent.
Hasanb was on the ground, rubbing a dense liquid on Bfan’s leg.
“You couldn’t think of this for the eight minutes I was on fire?!” asked Bfan.
“I panicked,” shot back Hasanb.
“ACP listen. We have to get out of here. We must retreat to the submarines,” advised Saint, “Now where’s Packer?”
Over by the submarine boarding, Packer kept watching what he could see of the battle. He was using his knife to tap puddles.
“Not much of a fun job,” spoke Packer to himself.
Not a second later, Packer’s radio started to scream.
“Packer! We need you at the medic station pronto!” demanded Saint.
“Rooooger,” spoke Packer with no emotion.
Packer casually walked into the Station, not realizing there was any danger, except for Noka running in the opposite direction. He opened the flap to see the ACP, huddled into the tent.
“What’s going on?” asked Packer.
“We need your suicide attack. And now,” responed Meat.
“But I- I haven’t even- I can’t-” stumbled Packer, startled of the news.
“Pack, we need this defense, or we all are doomed,” reminded Fox.
“I know… But why me? I have had way better ideas of places to die at,” responed Packer.
“Packer there’s-” began Saint, only to stop.
“What is it?” asked Kenneth.
“Shh… Do you hear that? It’s like a fan,” asked Saint.
“Well yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?” asked a soldier.
In an instant, the blades reached the tent, ripping up all the walls and cabinets.
“Run!” screamed Saint as all the ACP dashed out of the tent.
A few soldiers were too late to exit the base, and the androids had surrounded them. Blueh watched as the red and black liquid flew into the air.
“Wow that could have been us,” reminded Blueh.
“Yes, well it wasn’t. Now Packer, we need to get to the boarding station now!” ordered Saint.
“Right this way,” spoke Packer, amazed at how calm he felt.
” ‘Right this way?’ Has Pack lost it?” asked Enn to Thebest, being sure to keep it at a whisper.
After a quick walk the ACP arrived at the boarding station.
“Ok. Remember; twenty people per submarine,” advised Saint.
Packer watched as the ACP quickly boarded their submarines. Friends of his looked out from the back windows at Packer, shouting out random words of encouragement that Packer couldn’t understand. He looked at the other submarines, looking at the few young soldiers who were talking about Packer right in front of him. He wished to be in their safe vehicle, slowly moving through the gray water. As all but one submarine fell into the water, Packer felt no emotion at all. All he could do was stand still. He saw many people in the last submarine that he recognized. He saw many of his good friends, waving to Packer and giving him thumbs up. Packer only stared at them.
The metal of the last submarine glistened in the water, the light waving back at Packer. Packer watched as the gate to the river closed, and the water flew out of the room. The androids’ footsteps rang closer. Packer picked up his rifle. He picked up all of his grenades, and threw all three at the androids. He was so lost in thought, that he had forgotten to pull the pins.
“Oh no… You have to be kidding me,” mumbled Packer.
He dashed to where he had threw the grenades. He began to stand up, but fell to his back. He looked up to see the androids, all looking down at him. Packer made no movement. Packer began whispering the Lord’s Prayer. He slowly stood back up, as if to show he was no threat to the androids. Although the androids had no feeling of affection or sorrow. Packer made a movement for something on his belt.
At that instant, he began stating the Lord’s Prayer out loud.
“For thine is the Kingdom!” shouted Packer as he quickly swiped his belt for the button to the trap.
“The Power!” he spoke as he brought the button to the center of his chest.
“And the Glory Forever!” shouted Packer as he placed his finger over the button.
The submarines watched as they saw the base behind them rumble in the background. A few soldiers began to weep; others stopped their conversations. Packer had succedded in triggering the trap.
“Pack!!!!!!!” screamed multiple teens in the final submarine to submerge.
“He’s gone… isn’t he?” asked Fox.
“Looks like it…” spoke Kt under his breath, while him and the rest of the crew kept looking out the window at the base.
“We gotta keep moving,” advised Saint to the high-ranked soldiers.
Meanwhile, above the river, Larry and Puckley stood at the river, trying to see the subs in the water.
“Everyone keep a close eye out,” whispered Larry.
He was not yet aware of what his brother had done, so he used some special binoculars to see under the surface into the submarines, looking for his younger brother. A moment later, the head android came to where the Nachos and other androids were standing, using some jet-like boosters on his waist to move without his legs.
“I need new parts,” spoke the head android.
A few androids stepped away, but one stood next to it.
“I can help sought out any spare parts for you,” spoke the brave android.
“You know what? You have helped me more than you think…” began the head android.
In an instant, it grabbed the android by the torso, and ripped his body into two lumps of cold, shiny metal. It ripped off its legs and fused them onto his stubs of his old legs. The Nachos and androids tried not to stare, but couldn’t help from his merciless action.
“Listen up. I want all the androids to launch torpedos into the water now,” demanded the head android.
All the androids stepped up to the edge of the river and launched their torpedos, waiting for explosions.
Meanwhile underwater, Saint and her sub were all maneuvering around all the rocks and obstacles underwater, until a disaster happened. The sub in front of her’s began to catch on fire, and then a huge hole appeared on the back of it. Meat stepped up to the front window, to see many now lifeless soldiers from their back window.
“Looks like torpedos!” shouted Batin as he watched the missile-like projectiles enter the vast, gray waters.
“Everyone sit down and buckle up. This might be rough,” spoke Saint as she took full control of the submarine.
She watched as multiple torpedos entered the water, each traveling at a different speed and direction. She tried to dodge each and every one of them, trying to crash them into the side walls and the ground of the river. As three torpedos caught up to the sub, Saint performed a maneuver that involved driving right above the bottom surface of the body of water. As she crept near the bottom, she watched as the three torpedos went lower than the sub, as if to target it’s engine.
“Excellent…” whispered Saint.
“Anyone know what’s going on?” asked Batin.
“Shush…” reminded Fox.
Saint drove a little lower to the river floor, watching the torpedos every time she could. She finally quickly dipped down near the ground. The others watched the back window with joy as the torpedos hit the ground. Mutliple shouts of glee were proclaimed.
“Few…” spoke Saint, watching the back window in a relieved manner.
“Saint, I know this isn’t the road but uh…. Look out!” shouted Dryv as everyone turned to look out the front.
Saint turned, not expecting what to see. Right in front of them, the ground rose, and fast at that. Saint quickly grabbed the controls and lifted upward, but not fast enough. The bottom of the sub hit the ground, and the engine which was poorly placed on the bottom, was destroyed.
“No, no no!” exclaimed Saint.
“I’d hate to burst anyone’s bubble, but look,” stated Kt, as he stared blankly out the back window.
Approaching faster and faster, was one of the three torpedos.
“Just great…” mumbled Fox.
“Everyone grab a scuba suit!” demanded Boomer as he pressed a button which dropped them from the ceiling.
The group quickly put on the suits, although most of them weren’t even completely on. But it was too late. The torpedo crept right up to the back of the sub as everyone grabbed the walls and one another. They all waited and waited for impact, until Saint began laughing.
“We’re about to die; what’s so funny?” demanded Fox.
Meat and Kt looked out the front window and began to laugh as well. The others walked up to the front and began laughing as well.
“Is this some freaking sick joke?” questioned Fox.
She worked her way through the small crowd, and pushed Batin out of the way. She looked out the window and began laughing and calling names at an item. Right in front of them, the torpedo rested in the ground, not moving or exploding anytime soon.
“Looks like the others have met up a little ahead, so I say we scubadive over there,” requested Saint.
The others nodded in agreement and completely suited up. They all opened the top door and began to dive into the water.
Packer awoke on the burnt floor of the base. He sat up, and felt his right side of his face. He noticed part of his magnesium helmet had been ripped off, and that a large scar went down from his eye to his cheek. He began moving his fingers and toes, making sure all were intact. He turned over to see that his left arm had a shard in his left arm, sticking out with blood on the edges. He quickly ripped out the shard, and began to stand. He stumbled at first, but regained balance. He looked up at the ceiling, remembering the trap….
One Day Earlier…
“Good luck out there Packer,” encouraged Saint.
She walked away to help others for the surprise attack. Packer looked up at the ceiling, reciting the directions of how the device worked.
“We have placed bombs on the ceiling. Once you press the button, the bombs will go off, and the place will blow up. The safest place to be is the submarine loading area, because we haven’t placed bombs there for many reasons.”
Packer had recited it over and over until it became auto-matic to play in his head, as he tapped the puddles in the submarine area.
Packer looked around at the submarine area, realizing how the androids in front of him had taken most of the blast from the explosion in the main area. He walked over to the wreckage of the base, looking at familiar and not so familiar faces, lifeless. He walked over to a soldier who used a bandana on his head. Packer quietly thanked the person and took their bandana, using it as a sling for his arm.
He was about to walk out of the base when he heard something move. He looked to see an android standing where the doorway used to be. Packer crept over to a control area, with many cords hanging out, electricity sparks flying all around. The android searched the area for any life. Packer tried to walk over to another area, but he slipped on one of the cords. The thud was obviously heard by the android, for he turned to face the direction. It cocked it’s gun and slowly walked over to the controls. Swiftly, Packer tip-toed behind the android. He grabbed one of the cords carefully and lifted it over his head. He forced it into the back of the android, killing it from electricution.
Packer walked over to a dead Nacho soldier and took his gun. He began limping out of the base to find his fellow soldiers.
Packer wandered through the landscape, trying to find the rusted, old shack he had been in before. During nights, he would sleep with a pistol in his hand in a tree; he was not going to take any chances. After four full days of traveling, he arrived at the shack. He knocked on the familiar door. A familiar figure walked and opened the door.
“Packer?” exclaimed Professor Johnson
“Yes. And listen; I need help,” continued Packer, “The androids have teamed up with the Nacho army and are easily destroying the Army of Club Penguin. We are running low on soldiers, and they are just becoming more and more powerful. We can’t win; not without your help.”
“I see…” began Johnson as he fidgeted around his laboratory.
Packer continued to look around the building, thinking that maybe he would find something more useful than Johnson thought necessary. Packer then approached a small tablet.
“What’s this?” asked Packer as he began reaching towards the tablet.
“NOOO!!!!” screamed Johnson as he knocked Packer to the ground.
“What the heck was that for?!” demanded Packer.
“Those tablets,” informed Johnson, “are very sensitive to heat. If they are even touched by the human body, the heat transferred would trigger an explosion so large that it could easily collapse any skyscraper!”
“Oh. Well, I knew that,” said Packer sheepishly.
“Well, now that I think of it, this is a way to defeat their army. Just throw one of these in the middle of a crowd, shoot a bullet at it, and the heat that is still sustained from the blow of the bullet will trigger the explosives. Simple enough.”
“Alright. So how do I handle this if I wish to not set it off on myself?” joked Packer.
Johnson pulled out a miniature cooler filled with icepacks.
“This good enough for you?” he jokingly asked.
“Yeah. How can I ever thank you? I don’t even know who you actually are-”
Packer was interrupted by a nearby hit into the ground. All of Johnson’s equipment shook as the blow into the ground first hit.
“Hide here!” demanded Johnson as he pointed to a mechanism that looked similar to a washer and dryer. Only difference: there was a little bit more room.
Packer hopped inside and dared to crack the top of the machine to see what was happening. He noticed that Johnson had grabbed a miniature remote-like object. Packer flinched when the metal door crashed onto the laboratory tile. Packer heard a familiar clinging sound on the ground: a sound of multiple sets of metal footsteps.
“Search the area,” demanded the Head Android.
Johnson stood in the middle of the room as the other androids ransacked the whole laboratory, throwing many useless objects around the room carelessly.
“Where are the tablets?” demanded the Head Android.
“I can assure you; I have no idea what you are talking about-”
“Don’t lie to me. You were the only person to know of our existence until now. I told you over two Earth decades ago to create those nuclear tablets. Now I’ll ask again; WHERE ARE THE TABLETS?!”
“I…uh… I completely forget about them. I mean, two decades is a very long time to remember something,” started Johnson.
“Keep checking the room,” advised the Head Android, “And use your nuclear seeking abilities if you must.”
The androids began searching everywhere except for where Packer was hiding, which gave him a little bit of comfort, until…
“I sense NUCLEAR ENERGY!” shouted the Head Android.
It began charging towards the washer-like object. Packer’s heart skipped a beat as he began to feel light-headed. Right before the android reached the mechanism, Johnson pressed a button on the remote. The machine began to rattle and, because Packer had duck inside as to hide the nuclear energy being given off, Packer couldn’t tell whether it was the machine itself or the Head Android shaking the life out of it. Then, Packer began to feel as if he was lifting. He peeked out from the top to see the machine lifting up into the sky. While in sight, he saw Johnson grab a gun and destroyed three androids, while two jumped on him when he ran out of ammunition and Packer watched as the Head Android raised his own gun to Johnson’s head. Packer closed the roof of the machine and began to worry about his second question: where the hell was he heading?
Chapter 16 (Previous of last chapter)
As Saint’s submarine group emerged from the water, they realized they had traveled many miles down the river.
“I thought you said that the other ACP members were gonna be here,” claimed Batin.
“That’s what they told me…” whispered Saint as she found herself dumbfounded.
The group continued to wander the plains in search of other ACP members. Finally, after multiple hours, Kt made a discovery.
“Guys, uh I think I found what’s taking them so long,” shouted Kt.
At that moment, the group of soldiers crowded around Kt on top of the small hill as they saw that the Nacho Army and androids had herded them like cattle and were picking them off one by one.
“Dammit, we gotta get down there and help them,” defied Fox as she began to march down the hill.
“Fox, stop!” demanded Saint as she grabbed Fox by the arm, “We can’t just march right into plain sight with only… say…”
This was the first time Saint realized how few soldiers remained with her that had not been captured. In front of her, stood 12 soldiers: Batin, Bfan (whose leg had been severely burned), Boomer, Dryv, Fox, Klug, Kt, Houndy, Pinky and Pinki, Sonic, and Sheila.
“What Saint means,” began Dryv, “is that we don’t have a plan that’s planned out perfectly.”
“Alright, then what do we do then?” asked Pinky.
“I honestly have no idea,” admitted Dryv sheepishly.
“Well, we’ve gotta start somewhere,” stated Boomer, “Hey, Batin and Kt, check the sub for any spare parts that could come in handy.”
As they searched the sub, Batin and Kt were only able to come across two extra rifles, a switchblade, and an emergency green flare.
“Sorry, Boom, but this is all we could find,” said Batin.
“Okay, well, it’ll do,” thanked Boomer.
As Boomer and Sonic began to load the rifles, a lone android flew overhead. The android began to slow down as if to land, but was quickly met up by a very fast, flying object. Suddenly, both objects began to hurl towards Earth only a few yards away from where the group stood.
“What the hell was that?!” exclaimed Kt.
“I don’t know… but I’ve got an idea,” exclaimed Klug as he ran towards the wreckage.
Sure enough, rising from what turned out to be a hijacked Nachos jet was Edwadu, his airbag just now deploying.
“Hey guys…” began Ed as he stumbled out of the cockpit.
“Dude, crazy timing,” laughed Kt as he made sure the android was dead.
“Hmm… I wonder if I could use its leg as a new leg for Bfan,” thought Sheila aloud to herself.
While Sheila began instructing her other soldiers on how to cut off the android’s leg while she did the same to Bfan, Saint kept staring down at the androids and Nachos as they marched the ACP towards their camp.
“I won’t let you down. Not again…,” spoke Saint as she watched the sun begin to set on the bloodiest day of the war to date.
After a quick 15 minutes inside the cramp machine, Packer began to get a gut feeling. You know, the gut feeling you get when you are on a roller coaster and you drop, or when you are on a log-fume ride and began to fall to your splash of doom. Packer then began panicking, wondering if the machine was supposed to be landed this rough, or if the machine itself was malfunctioning. Packer grabbed onto the cooler with his life and landed on the side of the machine and rolled out until he was flat on his back, no familiar landmarks in sight. He stood up quickly and moved all limbs he could think of to check for injury. Other than his injured arm, he was all good.
“Hmm…uh…” wondered Packer to himself.
He was officially lost.
Morning arrived later than usual (or maybe Packer just thought that because of his past night), and Packer began walking. And walking. And a little bit of walking. During what Packer suspected to be noon, he collapsed on the ground, too tired to move on. He opened the cooler and was pleased to see the icepacks’s water had melted. Packer drank as much as he could, but even that wasn’t enough to keep him conscious. He layed down and quickly passed out.
“Guys? GUYS! YOU WON’T BELIEVE IT! IT’S PACK!!!!” screamed a familiar figure.
Packer tried to open his eyes, but found he was too weak to do so.
“Back away, Kt. We need to give him some space,” advised Batin.
“Quick. Give him some water. And lets get him out of this killing sunshine,” ordered Sheila.
Packer later woke up in a shaggy tent that looked very ‘out-of-shape’.
“Guys! Pack’s waking up!” exclaimed a familiar voice Packer knew as Fox.
“Pack holy crap you’re alive!” screamed many soldiers.
“How the hell did you live?” questioned Houndy.
“Hey…” started Packer before his head hit the pillow once again.
Third time passing out in one day. Possibly a new record.
Packer woke up around 9 AM the following morning to see a few familiar faces around a map of the area. Packer grabbed a crutch and put it under his nondominant arm.
“Alright, so here’s where the androids and Nachos are staying. If we penetrate this side of their camp, we should have an advantage,” strategized Kt.
“True, but how can we kill them all when most of the ACP is captured?” demanded Fox.
“I…beg to differ,” started Packer as he slowly walked up to the group’s table.
“Alright Pack. What happened to you, and what plan do you have?” asked Batin.
Packer replied by simply sliding the cooler across the table.
“What are these?” questioned Pinkgirl1114.
“These are highly flammable nuclear tablets that react from the flow of body heat,” responded Packer.
No one answered.
“That means it’s like a miniature hot nuke,” simplified Packer.
“Ah, sweet!” exclaimed Bfan.
Packer now realized that Bfan was also on a crutch, now with a metallic leg. Packer supposed it was from a fallen android, but he wasn’t certain.
“So how are these going to stop the androids?” asked Dryv.
“First off, can I ask a few questions?” countered Packer.
“Fire away,” agreed Pinky.
“Where are the others? I heard you say something about rescuing them…?” asked Packer as he looked around. All he saw was Fox, Kt, Houndy, Sheila, Batin, Pinki, Bfan, Dryv, Pinky, Saint, Klug, Ed and he noticed Boomer and Sonic in the corner talking about a different topic.
“Well…” started Klug.
“They were captured by the Nachos and androids,” replied Saint as she stepped into the tent for the first time.
“What?!” questioned Packer.
“She’s right. Believe it or not, ACP was captured again. Although I doubt this is news to you after last time,” joked Ed.
“But either way, we’re gonna have to work together if we want to save them,” reinforced Houndy.
“So, what do you think we should do?” questioned Packer.
“You’re move, sir,” responded Sonic as he and Boomer rejoined the group.
“You ready?” asked Packer as he walked within 100 yards of the android camp with his fellow soldier, Sonic.
“Ready as I’ll ever be,” carelessly replied Sonic as he focused more on loading his sniper than answering motivational questions.
At the Nacho and android camp, the Head Android was preparing for torture of officials of ACP.
“How about we choose someone, anyone,” began the Head Android.
“Him,” replied Person sharply as he pointed at Meat.
Bewildered, Meat tried to run out of the tent that he had been placed in, but the Nacho guards stood firmly in place.
“Alright, you are my first victim,” began the Head Android as he brought Meat into a metal facility in the center of the camp.
As they arrived, the Head Android had two of his androids tie meat up to a metal lab-like table with leather straps.
“Now then… you are going to tell me where the rest of your friends are, or else I’m going to have to kill you,” stated the Head Android.
“I’ll never tell you!” defied Meat as he spat on the Head Android.
“Fair enough,” shrugged the Head Android as he turned on a machine that began electrocuting the lab table.
After a short while, the electricity stopped and Meat’s head began to hang low.
“Let me ask again, where are your friends?” asked the Head Android.
“I’d rather die than be a coward!” stated Meat.
“Fine by me,” replied the Head Android as he set the electricity setting on its highest level.
“AHHHHHHHH!” screamed Meat as he was electrocuted severely and finally slouched on the table as his lifeless body laid there.
“Get rid of the body,” ordered the Head Android, “And bring me the soldier known as ‘Bluey’.”
As they approached their position, Packer and Sonic crouched beneath an edge in the canyon as Sonic prepared his sniper and as Packer cleaned the lenses of his binoculars.
“Alright… lets see what we’ve got,” spoke Packer.
Packer scanned the canyon, looking for any familiar faces. Suddenly, he found one that made him drop his binoculars down the side of the cliff. Confused, a random Nacho soldier looked up at where the binoculars had fallen, only to have a bullet go straight through his head.
“ACP!!!” shouted a fellow soldier as he ran towards the leader’s tent.
“Crap, that didn’t go as planned,” as Sonic began to sprint away from his post.
Strangely, Packer didn’t move.
“Uh, Pack, we gotta go,” recommended Sonic.
“Sonic,” began Packer, “I just saw my brother down there… in a Nachos uniform.”
As Bluey was dragged down the hallway, he glanced at previous chambers. In all of them, he saw faces of ACP soldiers who had done their country, no, their army good as to rather taking death than revealing the whereabouts of their fellow soldiers. Some of the faces included those of Thebest, Noka, and even the medic, Hasanb.
“You know, this really isn’t necessary,” said Bluey as he tried to escape the grasp of the androids.
Suddenly, as he walked by a chamber with Enn’s body lying on the table, he noticed that Enn winked at him. Smiling Bluey, began marching towards his cell.
“Well, lets get this over with…”groaned Bluey as he distracted the androids from noticing Enn arrive from behind, stabbing both androids with a surgery knife from his chamber.
“We need to get out of here. NOW,” spoke Enn as he cut off Bluey’s handcuffs.
The two began running through hallway after hallway, trying to weave their way to an exit out of the complex. Suddenly, the Head Android appeared from one of the chambers.
“Going somewhere?” it snarled as it began firing guns at the soldiers.
As soon as they heard its voice, Bluey and Enn began running to what they believed to be an exit. They were right. Running into the daylight, Bluey and Enn ran to the Nachos uniform station and disguised themselves, for they needed disguises to grab the necessary weapons they needed to free the ACP.
“You ready?” asked Bluey underneath his sombrero.
“Yea,” replied Enn as he cocked his gun and began firing at the androids who were on guard for the ACP, since the Nachos were beginning to climb the canyon as to find who dropped the binoculars.
While Enn began picking off the androids one by one, Bluey swiftly ran around the mob of soldiers and threw guns into the hoard of them. In a few moments, the android guards were killed and the ACP soldiers were free and were armed.
“Alright, lets try and get out of this canyon and find the other ACP soldiers,” ordered Kg as he took over the reins of leader of this mission.
As the soldiers began marching to the edge of the canyon, they realized that the Nachos had began returning to the canyon, believing that whatever had dropped the binoculars wouldn’t be a large threat. To much of the ACP’s dismay, the Nachos soldiers were armed and began firing at the ACP soldiers, picking them off one by one.
“We’ve gotta do something!” shouted an anonymous soldier as he braced himself for the dozen of bullets that penetrated his body.
“Kg we have to evacuate!” demanded other soldiers as tears began to roll down their faces as they realized what their fate might turn out to be.
“We will NOT lose this battle!” shouted Kg as he continued to fire at the Nachos.
Meanwhile, Sonic and Packer arrived back at the tent at the top of the canyon.
“Any news?” asked Saint.
“Well… Nachos saw us but… they stopped following us…,” spoke Sonic as he panted for breath.
“However, the only bright side is that we know that there is some huge complex that is made up of metal,” continued Packer, “We think it might be a storage depot or some testing center.”
“Ok, well how does that help?” asked Pinky.
“It means we have a target, something that, if we sabotage, can distract them as we rescue the ACP soldiers,” recommended Boomer.
However, the group did not realize that the other ACP soldiers were in much more trouble than they could imagine.
Boomer used a hand signal to address that it was Houndy, Batin, Packer, and Kt’s time to go sabotage the building. Simultaneously, the group nodded back and crept behind multiple Nacho tents as they continued their assault on the other ACP soldiers. While this was occurring, the other members of the group were at the top rim of the canyon, picking off Nachos while they were too busy focusing on the soldiers in front of them.
Finally, the group arrived at the entrance of the building.
“Alright, so how I see it is that we have to get inside and place down the tablet and blow it up from the inside,” recommended Packer.
“Sounds good, but how are going to get inside? There’s a password needed,” questioned Batin.
“Like this,” challenged Houndy as he simultaneously rammed the butt of his gun into the keypad, causing much electricity to come out and ultimately making the door open.
As soon as the door opened, Kt and Batin ran ahead to kill the unlucky androids who had not payed attention to the break in and were in the front.
“Maybe this’ll be a lot easier than expected,” joked Kt as he finished off the last android.
The group began searching through each chamber, making sure to free any ACP soldiers when necessary. Suddenly, Houndy stopped in his tracks.
“Guys, I think I found Meat,” he spoke.
“More like dead meat,” laughed Kt as he made a joke that only himself found amusing.
“Dude… no…,” replied Packer.
“C’mon… that was pretty good,” defended Batin.
“Sorry to interrupt guys, but I’m pretty sure we’re on a mission,” enforced Houndy.
After much search, and after many more corpses, the group arrived at what they believed to be the central pillar that was holding up the building. Swiftly, Packer grabbed the cooler and placed it right alongside the pillar.
“This was easy enough,” spoke Packer as he placed the remote bomb on the cooler.
To their dismay, two androids had overheard them and began sounding an alarm, causing metal doors to close off all the chambers and exits. Quickly, the group ran towards the last exit that wasn’t blocked off yet. One by one, the group began sliding under the door as it came down. First it was Kt, who only had to duck under. Then, Batin and Packer slid under the door. Finally, Houndy began feet first and began sliding until his legs began getting crushed by the door.
“I CAN’T MAKE IT!” shouted Houndy out of pain.
Quickly, Houndy pulled his feet from under the door and stayed inside the building.
“Houndy!” screamed the group as they tried to gun down the door.
From within the chaos, the Nacho soldiers who had been distracted by the other ACP soldiers noticed the gunfire and began firing at them as well. Batin was quickly hit in his right soldier and fell to the ground.
“Blow up the building!” demanded Kt.
“I can’t do that, not with Houndy still inside,” replied Packer.
“Just do it!” screamed Kt as he continued cover fire.
Packer looked down at the remote to the bomb and began thinking about how bad he would feel if Houndy didn’t survive the explosion.
“Pack… I know, he’s our friend. But he would have done the same if we were in his position,” comforted Kt.
At that moment, Packer pressed the button, and the building didn’t blow up immediately. Instead, a stack of smoke emerged from the center, and the building ended up collapsing from the inside.
“Powerful tablets my butt,” whispered Kt as he watched the building collapse.
While the explosion occurred, Person turned to see what had happened.
“Are you kidding me?!” he shouted out of anger as he gunned down two ACP soldiers.
“There! By the wreckage!” spoke a Nacho soldier as he pointed at the group.
Person began to lead a squad of about a dozen Nacho soldiers towards the group. Kt and Packer began firing at the soldiers, but they were only able to take out two of them before they had to take cover, dragging Batin alongside them.
“DON’T PULL MY RIGHT ARM! I’VE GOT A BULLET RIGHT IN THERE!” screamed Batin out of pain from his wound.
“Kt, I need you to get the other and tell them to abort mission,” ordered Packer.
“Are you kidding me?! And let the whole ACP get captured?!” challenged Kt.
“Its better than the whole ACP getting killed,” replied Packer.
In reply, Kt grabbed Batin and pulled him to the path in which they had ran into the canyon. Packer then used his radio to get Bluey.
“Bluey, you got to surrender,” convinced Packer.
“I’m not going to argue that,” spoke Bluey as he told the ACP to put down their guns.
Packer watched as the ACP began to be herded like cattle once again. He never had wanted them to accept defeat, but that was the only way for no one else to get hurt.
At the top of the canyon, Kt began telling Saint and Boomer the plan of action. With a dismal look upon their faces, they agreed and told the group to evacuate the canyon.
“I can’t believe it… we lost,” spoke Pinki as she stared at the chaos happening in the canyon.
“We haven’t lost… not yet…,” spoke Klug as he turned away from the canyon to help pack up their tent so they could travel back to the sub.
“Wait, what about Pack?” asked Bfan.
“He’s still down there. He didn’t say whether he was going to rendezvous with us later or not,” replied Kt.
Down in the canyon, Packer continued to stay hidden behind the wreckage of the complex until he noticed a faint sound. He wasn’t sure what it was at first, but he had to be sure. Packer walked over to the wreckage and helped lift up parts of the building until he noticed Houndy under the scrap metal, his ankle turned in an awkward position.
“Houndy! I’m gonna get you out of here, don’t you worry,” spoke Packer as he dragged Houndy out of the wreckage.
“Daniel… behind you…,” spoke Houndy as he watched another figure appear from the complex.
“YOU WILL PAY!” shouted the Head Android as he began firing bullets at Packer as he carried Houndy towards the top of the canyon.
Right before Packer and Houndy reached the cliff, the Head Android was able to shoot Packer in his right thigh, causing him to collapse with Houndy.
“This is it. This is how it was meant to end!” shouted the Head Android as he and numerous other androids swarmed around the edge of the canyon.
Suddenly, Packer heard a faint sound of something sliding down the canyon. It was the group.
As soon as they reached the bottom, they began firing at the androids, picking them off one by one. Packer watched as Sonic went Davy Crockett style on an android. He also witnessed Ed become surrounded by multiple androids, only to watch him fall to the ground lifelessly.
“No!” Packer shouted as he also watched Dryv get gunned down by the Head Android.
“We can’t win! We gotta evacuate!” shouted Saint as she pointed to the top of the canyon.
Packer turned to see Pinky begin talking into a radio.
“We need those planes! Now!” screamed Pinky.
As everyone began evacuating, Packer watched as Kt and Boomer returned for him and Houndy.
“Didn’t think we’d forget you did you?” joked Kt as he and Boomer began pulling them out of the canyon while Sonic and other group members applied cover fire.
Suddenly, the Head Android ran towards the four, turning his right arm into a long blade.
“Go! I’ll distract him!” shouted Boomer as he dove towards the Head Android with his butt of his gun.
Sadly, the effort didn’t last long as the Head Android was able to cause the gun to fly out of Boomer’s hands and finally fatally stabbed him through the chest.
“BOOMER!” screamed multiple members of the group.
At that time, the U.S. military planes began flying in as they loaded the soldiers onto their planes.
“Take these few to the closest military hospital,” spoke Saint as she finished loading Houndy onto the plane.
Packer looked around his injury plane to see Batin, Houndy, and Pinki, who had been injured sometime between Boomer’s death and their loading of the planes.
The planes quickly began to lift as they returned fire on the androids and Nachos.
Larry looked up at the planes as he hoped that Daniel would be ok. He began walking towards an injured android on the ground who had lost his legs.
“Help… me…,” spoke the android.
“Do what you want to the ACP, but don’t you dare let your kind touch a hair on my brother ever again,” spoke Larry as he shot the android between the eyes.
As the planes began flying to the closest military base, Packer looked out at the sunset. He began to see a lone cloud floating in front of the sun. It began to morph into what looked like the face of the Head Android.
“You can never win…,” whispered what he thought to be the Head Android.
Packer dismissed this thought and continued to look out at the cloud as it began to fade away.
“I won’t forget what happened here today,” spoke Packer as he pulled out a lone tablet wrapped in a baggy with ice.
“I will avenge you all.”