Part 1:Terrorism

It happened swiftly, but not smoothly. The building went up in flames, and, by the time the second plane came into view, was only visible from up high; the air filled with fire and opaque, dark smoke.

The Pentagon got the same treatment; another plane crashed nose-first right into the outer frame of the structure.

The Furon Osteoporosis, being in disguise as the president of the United States at the time, declared war on terrorism. After he told the populace that, Osteoporosis sent a message to Emperor Orthopox 15 of the Furon Empire.

"What happened?" Orthopox had asked.

"I'm away from here for two seconds…" Osteoporosis began. "And we get bombed or crashed into or whatever the - happened. We didn't get bombed once, no we didn't even get it twice… we got it three times."

The phone began to ring. Osteoporosis picked it up and answered only to hear about another crash.

"Look Pox, the plan isn't going to work out this decade. I have to go to war."

"With what?" Pox asked.

"With terrorists… scratch that. Not terrorists, genocidal freaks."

"Good luck with that," Pox said. "Maybe I can get some of the forces down there to aid you in a couple of years or so. We're still mopping up the last remnants of the rebellion."

Osteoporosis went to declare war on terrorism, just as Orthopox tried to locate the last remaining member of the rebellion.

7 years later (December 29, 2008)

Cryptosporidium 140 was not the best card player in the Proxima Centauri system, but Trisomy 13 seemed pretty close to the best that any Furon had ever seen. However, in the climax of the game, Orthopox managed to contact Crypto, who in turn, left Trisomy by himself. As Crypto entered the main hall of the Burning Star casino, he let Pox come back on the line.

"You know your playing blackjack with the last member of the rebellion, right?" Pox asked.

"Of course I did," Crypto said. "Just waiting for the right moment to fry him."

Crypto strolled back in, disintegrator ray in hand, and met Trisomy, who had brought a few guards to back him up.

"This is the end, sobaka," Trisomy said maliciously.

"You're at the end, Spandex," Crypto said. "H- you're so far at the end, you're falling off of the 3rd Ring."

"I can't wait to be sending your carcass out the airlock, Defender of the Emperor."

Trisomy backed away from the bullet storm that followed. Crypto destroyed every guard in the room quickly and looked around for Trisomy, who jabbed switchblade coated with a sedative into Crypto's leg.

2 hours later

When Crypto awoke, he saw darkness and only darkness. His eyes reflected this darkness until another pair reflected in his eyes.

Trisomy had a cerebral whip in his hands; it was the only light in the room. Crypto tried to move, but found that his limbs were strapped to the wall as Trisomy moved closer.

"I must say," Trisomy said, "I thought you would be more of a match."

Trisomy brought the cerebral whip above his head and readied it into a swinging position. However, he promptly brought it to a stop when a guard fell over, growling in pain.

Trisomy looked to his left and saw the door to the room had been blown off its hinges.

"I swear to Arkvoodle," Trisomy said, "if you let that - in here I am going plunge a bullet so far up your gluteal regions that you'll feel like you just got an anal probe sent up your digestive tract. But, I'll save that for later, all right? Good day."

Trisomy then got one of his own sedatives shot into his neck. Crypto managed to wriggle his arms free and used them to free his legs. It was then that he realized he had been chained to the wall.

"Primitive, but effective," a voice said behind Crypto. He turned around to see Neuroblastoma.

"Let me guess," she said, "That was part of your plan, right?"

"Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't," Crypto replied.

As they walked out, Trisomy regained consciousness.

"That sobaka… she shot me. With my own sedative."

He walked out and fired a couple of shots at Crypto, who drew his gun. They both exchanged fire, until Neuroblastoma's shot caught Trisomy off guard. He fell on the ground, where Crypto sent him flying out of the airlock.

"Do you think he's gone this time?" Crypto asked.

"I don't know," Neuroblastoma replied. "He's most likely not."

"I'm gonna trust you with that because he's coming back."

Sure enough, Trisomy burst back through the window and tried to make his way to a nearby gun. This time, he was quickly dispatched. Crypto and Neuroblastoma walked out of the casino and headed back to Gorta.

Roll Title Credits

End of Chapter 1 Part 1: Terrorism

Next: Chapter 1 Part 2: Tourist Murders

Note: For more info on Trisomy and what happens after this chapter, view Neuralgias's Rebellion Chapter 3: Reincarnation