I woke up inside my new, and much smaller, house. Skales had decided to help me move in, and so he'd slept in the guest bedroom the night before. I walked down the hall from my bedroom, thinking about the events that happened at Dogville. Weeks ago, the Griefers had occupied Dogville and captured their citizens, but we'd saved the citizens. However we were not able to recapture Dogville, and so we found a new location for the town. I cracked open the door to the guest bedroom, watching my older snake brother sleep for a solid minute. But right as I was going to go downstairs; the whooshing sound of air and the smashing of a window, followed by Skales disappearing from his bed made me confused. I decided to worry about that later, hustling downstairs to make buttered bagels for my breakfast. As I sat down to eat the bagels, the house rung with the noise of the antique wall phone I'd bought recently. I picked it up, stretching the cord to the table, and slid my plate onto the edge. "Yello?" I asked. "You wouldn't believe this, but my sis Unibun just got abducted! What are we going to do?" The undeniable voice of Firey crackled through the phone. "Yeah… Skales got taken too. Who do you think it is behind this crap?" I responded. "The Griefers, if anything!" Firey yelled. I responded in a soft voice, "I don't think they can fly, Firey." As I said this a strong idea about the identity of the true culprit slipped into my head. I continued, "We need to meet and discuss a plan of action; because I believe that it is none other than the corrupt government official Blakester."
We met abruptly inside Neon City that evening. I hurried to the top floor of Firey's skyscraper, shaking hands with him and then discussing the matter at hand. "Anyway, Blake is an official for New Horizons City, a disgusting, ghetto trash heap of a city. But their government leaders are really, really powerful— Blakester nearly got me dead by effortlessly slamming me into a wall. So we might need all the help we can get…" I rambled on and on about how powerful Blake was and junk, pausing sometimes for Firey to ask questions. But suddenly, I heard the ding of the elevator behind us. "The heck?" Firey asked, shrugging it off as a mishap. "No one besides you or the elevator chauffeur has access to this floor, though…" I remembered. "Then who is i-" Firey was interrupted, as the elevator doors slid open to reveal a squad of Griefers, led by Nova, all aiming their guns at Firey and I.
"Well, this is awkward," said the elevator chauffeur. "Alrighty, mister Congelatio, tell us where you kidnapped the Ripper at," yelled Red. A low, hopefully intimidating growl escaped my throat as I drew my faithful dual P90s. "Get out, Griefers! I don't care how you found us! And Kw6, who's Congelasomething?" Firey asked as he turned to my side. "I think Kw6 knows who Congelatio is…" Clode sneered. "Quit stalling, Clode! We need an answer from you, Congelatio; WHERE IS THE RIPPER?!" Red barked. "I'm so, so sorry, but who the heck is Congelatio?" Firey intervened. "You couldn't pick up on his subtle hints, Firey?" I sarcastically rasped. "Who do YOU think Congelatio is?" I asked, suddenly being hit with a wave of memories. Under my Griefer file, I'd listed my name as Congelatio; later I used the nickname Kw6 because it sounded a lot more interesting and easy to pronounce. This made Red a more fearsome enemy, in my opinion, as Congelatio was the name that made me feel like my snake parents were punishing me. "Um… that Griefer over there?" Firey gestured to a Griefer directly behind Red. The Griefer laughed. "Stupid," grumbled Red. Firey hollered, "Don't call me stupid, Griefer! It was your mistake to join a band of lowlives!" For the first time in that discussion, Red had NOT used my true first name in the form of, "Kw, you were one too…" I shamefully admitted, "Yeah.
I was. And I LEARNED FROM MY MISTAKES, unlike YOU." "But you kidnapped the Ripper, Congelatio, and you know that's wrong," Clode fired back. Firey asked for the third time but in rage, "WHO IS CONGELATIO?!" Red and Clode pointed to me with their guns. I was embarrassed. "Congelatio Hypno, where is the Ripper?" Red questioned, trying to sound intimidating by using my full name. "Oh…" Firey had just realized who Congelatio was, me.
"It's unfair how you know my first real name and I don't know yours, Red," I rasped. Red responded, "Your fault that you used that name under your Griefer file, Congelatio. Now I get to call you that, forever!" I facepalmed, realizing that he would NEVER let me live this down. "Shut up," I moaned. "I didn't take the Ripper, because I can't fly. Griefer logic is one of the most mysterious things in the Tooniverse, I tell you," I explained. "Then who did?" Clode asked. "Well…" I was cut off by a nervous trainwreck named Firey. "We think Blake from New Horizons City, a bad government dude, took C's brother Skales, my sister Unibun, and probably the Ripper too." "Don't call me C ever again!" I barked at Firey, turning my dual P90s to face Firey instead of the Griefers. "Y'all, can we just stop the bickering?!" Clode asked. "Surely we can reach some kind of agreement to help save your siblings," the fourth Griefer suggested. "Pretty stupid that you go to me, your arch nemesis, for help," I laughed, continuing, "Again, Griefer logic." Red and Clode grumbled. But he might have had a tiny speck of a point; since we all had a common goal, it might have been possibly feasible to perhaps suggest the notion of working together as allies instead of enemies, for the time being. "Give Firey and I some time alone," I said to the Griefers. "We can talk this over." Red nodded. "As long as you work with us, Congelatio," he said, taking this opportunity to use my first real name again.
Firey and I crowded around his desk, slamming the glass door separating us from the Griefers and locking it. "Kw6, I think we should accept their offer," Firey said, shaking with fear in his boots. I looked out the window, suggesting, "We could grapple down and escape the Griefers, man. I think that doesn't sound half bad instead of helping the jerks. How tall is this building anyway?" Firey murmured, "About 2300 feet tall, Kw6… but I don't think we have much of a choice, I don't want to lose this building…" I rasped, "Suck it up, Firey." This caused him to look up and frown at me, quipping, "That wasn't nice, Kw6!" I yelled, "See, they're already splitting us apart!" Red knocked on the glass door, grinning. He probably heard me yelling, which wasn't good. Firey was shaking with fear even harder now, leading me to say, "Okay. Fine. Whatever, Firey, if you're really that much of a coward, we will help the Griefers." I took a deep breath in and exhaled it out. He looked at me, then crushed me with a bearhug. "No homo, but you're amazing dude! We're gonna save Unibun and Skales, Kw6!" Firey chirped. "I still think scaling the entire length of the tower via grappling hook would've made for a more interesting event," I groaned. "Alrighty then…" I grumbled, opening the door. "WE SAID YES!" Firey yelled, nearly collapsing with anxiety. I pointed to Firey, rasping, "He made me say yes, the coward."
Still a quick escape down the tower would've been more interesting, so as I stepped into the elevator I looked longingly out the front window one last time. I made sure to distance myself from the Griefers as much as possible, and so I crammed myself into the bottom left corner of the shaft. Firey was being more at ease around the Griefers than before, to my dismay. No one had small talk as we slowly descended to the bottom floor, exiting in a "friendly escort" to one of the Griefers' ships. "But what about mine?" I asked. "No one else will know about this partnership, Kw," Red responded. I stepped into the dark, spacious hull and sat down near the edge of the ship. Firey sat down close to Red and the two shared a discussion. I pulled out my Walkman and listened to Hall & Oates, a good duo to calm down to. I was in denial that I'd been pressured to decide to HELP the Griefers.
Skales' Perspective
Sitting with Firey's sister and a dreaded enemy of my brother's locked up inside a filthy, barren room was disgusting. And the food was even more so— our rations consisted of salad, which I absolutely despise, disgusting carbonated water, and sometimes a piece of stale bread. The one thing that held my sanity, was that every time the Ripper tried to break out of our prison, the jerk Blakester would just throw him back in. This had lost its humor already. Unibun, Firey's sister, didn't talk much; instead, she cried a lot. She reminded me of my son when he didn't get his way. I prayed to the Hypnobrai that someone would please, please, please save me, then went to sleep.
Kw6's Perspective
When we docked at Griefertown early in the morning, I was horrified to see the place again. I asked if I could just PLEASE have a tent to sleep outside in, even though I dread sleeping outside in warmer climates. But even that would be better than a place where I could get attacked and/or ambushed at any moment. Red shook his head. "We have tents, Kw, but there are frequent attacks on Griefertown, so you might not be so lucky if you do sleep outside." I groaned, rasping, "Gee, I wonder why…" Red paid no mind to my insult, heading inside Nova Tower. Clode showed me to my room. But what happened next gave me a sliver of hope for the future; instead of shoving me into the bottom bunk of the bed, Clode looked warily around the room and hallway. Then, he asked in a hushed tone, "How did you get out of here again? I am serious, I want to leave here." My face lit up like one of those flashy Ninjago City trees I'd seen during my recent visit. "I just snuck out after a snowball fight, but I'd imagine Griefertown is a lot harder to get out of," I suggested. "Thanks," Clode whispered, hurrying off. I pulled my light blue covers over me, and sank into the bed. Closing my eyes, I felt for my Walkman and put the headphones on both sides of my hood. I pressed PLAY, and fell asleep to Cat Stevens.
"Morning, Kw6," Firey chirped, as he stood over me. I nearly fell out of my bed. "This was your idea, coward," I groaned, asking, "What's the scoop, anyway? Have you been ambushed and or attacked yet this morning?" Firey laughed, responding, "No. The Griefers say we'll be leaving soon to complete the rest of our trip to New Horizons City, so you need to get ready." I got out of bed and put my Walkman back into my pocket. "Ready," I told my cowardly accomplice. Firey led me to the place where we'd docked, having a Griefer open the door and we both scrambled inside. "The Griefers are actually pretty nice sometimes," Firey commented. I groaned, responding, "Nah." Red and the other head Griefer (not Clode) stepped inside the ship last. "Are we ready?" Red asked. "Yes!" Firey responded, cheering, "I can hang this over Unibun forever!" I rasped, "So you're just saving her, so YOU can brag about this to Unibun? Man, am I going to be glad when Skales is free!" Red booed. "Only if you help rescue the Ripper," a Griefer said. Then I noticed that the ship was full of Griefers, all going to try and save the Ripper. I ignored this and continued wallowing in denial and self-disgust.
Something interesting that DID happen, was when we stopped for a meal at an intergalactic fast food place. Clode asked Firey and I, "Kw6 and Firey, what do y'all want from Cosmo Cantina?" I responded, "Bacon burger and fries," and Firey said something that I now forget. Then the Griefers got out, but Firey and I opted to stay inside the ship while they brought us some grub. It was a funny sight watching fifty or so Griefers flood the fast food place and confuse some of the unaware aliens. Thankfully they didn't harm any of the restaurant's other inhabitants. However, as the Griefers were bringing back their bags of food to eat inside the ship, a missile rocked the vessel. This sent more Griefers running in and a few tripping on the big step up from the parking lot. I watched as Clode grabbed a missile launcher from the gun rack inside the ship and guiltily lugged it outside, being shoved into the hurrying crowd. I heard a dissatisfying whoosh as what I assumed to be a missile shot up into the air. A loud bang rocked the stable ship. Shortly afterwards, we sailed off again.
Skales' Perspective
I hate everything here. At least Unibun and I agree on some things, like that the Ripper needs to stop trying to escape or else he will be dead by the end of this week. But I can't tell when the end of this week is; the time change from Toontown to this place has REALLY messed up my internal clock. Probably Kw6 and his friends will come and save me from this place, like every other time I'd been captured. That did sound like the crazy and reckless thing my little brother would do, but it pretty much always worked. I've been reevaluating my life choices at this time. Little brother, please do your thing.
Kw6's Perspective
That evening I got up and dragged Firey to the corner with me. "Hey… watch it!" Firey hissed, as his golden wallet nearly slipped out of his pocket. "Come on, man, do you really think the Griefers will actually help us?" I quietly asked. "Um… yeah," Firey responded. "They've been known for double crossing, I wouldn't put it past them to capture us once this crap is all over. We need a plan to get off of New Horizons City once we can get Skales and Unibun freed." Firey suggested, "Maybe we just flee
We touched down that late morning, onto the same desolate garbage hole called New Horizons City. The Griefer ship landed in an open field, causing an array of citizens to watch the ship from their home balconies and street bridges. I yanked out my P90s, ready to blast some Blake. The Griefers began charging out of the ship, looking like a herd of idiots storming towards a wall. But I knew that this was the building that Skales, Unibun and the Ripper were held in. Then, the Griefer herd stopped and drew several missile launchers. Upon their impact, the wall imploded and left a gaping hole to the basement of the building. Red sighed then said, "Kw and Firey, you can go first. Find us a way to the Ripper-" Firey interrupted Red. "And Unibun, AND Skales..." Red growled, responding, "We will follow you to find them all." But suddenly, a pair of New Horizons City guards pounced upon the Griefer army from the sky.
"Crap," I muttered, running into the dark corridor with Firey while the Griefers were tasked with battling the guards. We quickly reached a three-way split inside the basement, stopping to think. "What do we do now?" Firey asked. "Hmm… I know," I said, raising my voice to continue; "SKALES, WHERE ARE YOU?!" Firey facepalmed, but continued racing through the basement with me. We went straight, but heard a low growl to the left. Backtracking our steps the both of us skidded off to the other path, following the noise. In a minute's time and a few more sounds, we reached a bolted-up door. I banged on the door, causing something inside to make whimpering noises like a dog. "Stand back," I hissed to Firey, drawing my P90s. I began shredding open the wood door wrought with locks and chains, one by one. Finally, the door flung open and off its hinges, revealing the three we'd been searching for.
The Ripper emitted a low growl from the corner of the room, huddled into a swinging ball. Skales stood up, and was about to welcome me; but his snake ears tilted to a faint noise in the distance. Unibun was sitting on the other side of the room also curled up into a ball. "Maybe a thank you, or a welcome would be good?" I asked my brother. But Skales trembled violently, hissing, "He'sss coming for you." Tilting my head I questioned him, "Beg your pardon? Who?" Firey whispered, "It's Blake," and suddenly a loud crash and scream echoed from the hallway.
"GET HIM OFF ME! GET HIM OFF!" A suddenly immature Firey screamed with terror. I barreled into the hallway with fear, and the Ripper smashed open the wall. I used my already-in-hand P90s to rapidly blast Blake, who was tackling Firey brutally. I could see a strained Firey rolling from side to side under Blake's muscular shoulders, trying to dodge fists to the head. With most of my might (saving the rest for a quick escape from the Griefers later), I slammed a pistol into Blake's head, catching him off guard. "You shouldn'ta done that…" Blake's voice echoed throughout the room. I turned to Skales and Unibun, both quaking in fear at the sight of Blake. "Whatever he did to you guys, I don't know, but just GET THE HECK OUTTA HERE WHILE I POUND HIM INTO THE GROUND!" I hollered, pointing my thumbs towards the dim light of day. Skales and Unibun got up, then began running in a not orderly fashion towards the light. But alas I was targeted by Blake now, letting a nearly crippled Firey get up from the ground and rush to his sister. He flew into me, throwing me against a wall like nobody's business. Trying to channel raw power within me, I concentrated it into slapping his head again, locking both of my arms around it and then trying to squeeze his rock-solid neck. Blake's veins flashed a dark blue; but this wasn't enough to even hurt him much more make Blake pass out. He suddenly tore me from my position on the wall and threw me down the corridor, leaving me to collide facefirst with the cold, hard floor. I stifled a loud shriek in pain, stumbling to get to my now-weak feet. Then a cacophony of shouts, insults and roars erupted from behind me; it was the Griefers, who for the first time ever had come to MY rescue!
Many Griefers were limping or had scars across the visible parts of their bodies, but some dared to take on Blake. These ten or so launched themselves forward from the crowd, letting me race back into it and out into the daylight. I heard violent snapping sounds and more screams, but was glad to be reunited with my brother. "Okay… who wass ssstupid enough to join forcesss with the Grieferss?!" Skales yelled, as soon as I hustled up to him, panting. Unibun and Firey were huddled with us in our little circle of trust. I pointed to Firey, rasping tiredly, "He— he made me do it— because he was too— too scared to fight them." Skales gave Firey a scowl. Unibun piped up, "I know some friends I have that can save us!" Firey necked Unibun, laughing, "I don't think their magic can help us now, sis. They don't fight much, do they?" We looked around the crater-filled, muddy field for a minute of silence, climbing atop a hill for a better view. Then, the floodgates of fear opened as the Griefer army raced out of the hole they'd created. They all assembled in an orderly fashion, with Red standing in front of the rest. Clode called for silence, and then the Griefers' battle cry was made.
"CONGELATIO! THE RIPPER IS DEAD! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Red screamed, charging at me with the Griefer army's might. Firey, a malnourished Skales and myself versus two hundred enraged and screaming Griefers might not have the best odds. Regardless I began rapidly firing my dual P90s from the central hilltop, as Blake streaked across the sky, throwing many Griefers into the air in a domino effect. I knew Blake was going to attack me sometime too; but I focused more on blasting Griefers. Blake seemed slower than usual, probably limping from his takedown of the Ripper. But the Griefers surely advanced onto us, little by little. Firey, Unibun and Skales had no weapons; another idiotic mistake we'd made by helping the Griefers was that they didn't provide weapons for us, only for them. But then again, Firey and I had done nothing to help the Griefers, either, except locate the Ripper. By now the Griefers were halfway up the hill, some slipping back down on the muddy soil. Right when we were surrounded, Bohemian Rhapsody blasted through New Horizon City's speakers. This left the Griefers and Blake to ponder for a few seconds, as a rapidly approaching dot nearly crashed into the brown, yucky ground. I realized that manning said dot was none other than our friend from former Dogville, Breck!
"Hey guys," yelled Breck, over the loud sound of the dot's turbines, adding, "Now that I'm seeing it in person, this place is really a junkyard." Red hollered, "This is uncomfortable. Surrender now, Congelatio and company, or else you'll be destroyed." "Shut up, Red!" Firey yelled back. Breck ushered for us to get on. Skales limped onto the vehicle. "This is the Steam Runner," Breck quickly explained. "I loaded it up with steam, and I have to run it off of else the hovercraft will explode. Clever name, huh?" I looked over at the Griefers, to see Clode trying to stealthily creep away from the crowd. Red interjected, "What're you looking at, Congelatio?!" I groaned, screaming, "Shut up already Red, we're trying to have a reunion! Or you cowards could just fight already, and not call me that name ever again!" Red shrugged, and charged again. Grenades were fired up the hill, most sliding back down and exploding in the dirt or various craters around the field. The second Unibun finally slid onto the Steam Runner, Breck fired the engine and we shot up into the air like how a cannon shoots out a projectile. No one slid off, because out of instinct we had grabbed the creature ahead of our's chest much like riding a jetski (I need to stop it with the similes). I awkwardly grabbed Breck's, Skales had grabbed mine, and so on so forth. A loud hissing sound erupted from the Steam Runner, and to combat it Breck dove down. Nearly hitting a pedestrian on the bridge, he skidded across only to smash into a window. Breck slowed the mini ship to a stop; leaving us dangling a hundred or so feet in the air, inside the top floor of a storage area. I shifted my body over to the side, peeking through a large glass window. I couldn't even see the ground from here! But then I turned around suddenly to see Blake flying in the air nearby, swirling around our building. He nearby bumped our ship and threw it into the dirt, but Breck was aware of this and launched the Steam Runner out, smashing the other window. The Steam Runner nearly undershot the wall, just barely skidding against it as we plummeted at a sudden vertical angle. Everyone had been thrown out of their seats, floating for a split second. Just as I'd comprehended that I was not on solid ground, we were slammed back into terra firma in the form of our seats. The Steam Runner gave a violent shake with our sudden impact. Unibun screamed, for the third time while onboard Breck's insane hovercraft. "This thing isn't made for space travel!" I yelled, my voice rattling with the jerky motions of the Steam Runner. Breck hollered back over the loud sound of air, "I KNOW!" Then Breck slowed the Steam Runner down, as the heavily pungent stench of rotten eggs, putrescent skunk spray and acid filled the air inside what I assumed to be the New Horizons City sewer systems. No one could plug their noses in fear of tumbling off balance. We shot around a turn, then another, and flung up through an oversized, open sewer grate. I looked back to see train tracks, but was thrown forward with the sudden impact of Breck stopping the Steam Runner. "I was here!" I shouted, looking around to see the train station where I'd caught/met Spurdog. Thankfully a lot of progress had been made to it since my last visit, with a promised reopening date of April. "Sshould we get off?" Skales hissed, sounding lightheaded. But then, Blake burst into the station, ending our wild tour through the junkyard that was New Horizons City.
"STOP YOUR VEHICLE!" Blake yelled. Breck froze, and I hope this was because he was forming a plan. He fumbled with some controls, causing leather bars to enclose our legs for support. Blakester explained, "No vehicles, unless authorized by the staff, are allowed inside New Horizons City. And you also broke the rule, that states no visitor or citizen is allowed to guide them through non-public or under construction areas." Skales and Unibun began to tremble, causing the Steam Runner to vibrate. I then noticed that Bohemian Rhapsody was no longer blowing out the sound system of New Horizons City, and so tried to replace it with Renegade by Styx via my Walkman's new song tape. "Also, you have fugitives on board— three, to be exact. Please unhand them now, or you will become a fourth," Blake added. "NEVER!" Breck screeched, and then all heck broke loose for the second time that day.
The Steam Runner launched upwards, this time vertically. A loud blast of air blew Breck, Unibun and Firey's hair back. I put my hands up instead of on Breck's waist, enjoying the jerky and out of control trip. Firey put his hands in the air as well, but Unibun clasped her restraint with absolute terror. Skales was the happy medium of our squad. We peaked out, barely above the highest rooftops of New Horizons City. Then, the Steam Runner began zigzagging along the smokestacks as Blake flew around the city, trying to take us down as the hangman. I could hear him yelling faintly over Styx, "This is going to be fun to publicitize, Kw6! When everyone hears you're helping the Griefers, you'll get your worthy punishment here on this amazing city!" This made Breck gun the throttles even harder. But Blake was too quick; he knocked our ship down, spiralling towards the rooftop. In a last ditch attempt, Breck flung us all head-over-heels into the sky to avoid a collision. He was suddenly able to fly the hovercraft again, but it trembled at the force of acceleration. Breck was able to s-curve our way between smokestacks, dipping down and launching up into the air. However, it began to hiss louder than my blaring Styx track, which wasn't good news.
As we soon collided with the street, I remembered someone that I knew here; "DUNGY MUNGY!" I yelled with relief. I took the Walkman off of my ears and paused the Renegade. A person in the street looked at me weirdly, probably because they'd never seen a Hypnobrai snake (who walks and talks, per usual). They introduced themselves; "I'm Xman, and I know Dungy Mungy. But you're a fugitive, Kw6, and so are your friends. I should turn you guys in." I groaned, stretching my strained back. The bar over my legs snapped off, letting me get onto my feet. I was taken aback that I was actually famous somewhere nowadays, but still as a criminal. "I'm his friend!" I hollered, running up to Xman. He was freaked out, from the looks of it. "And we REALLY need to get out of this planet," I added hastily. "Why? It's such a wonderful place!" Xman rebutted, looking around the industrial wasteland and taking a strong whiff of the filthy, smoglike air. "DO YOU HAVE A SHIP?" I asked, grabbing onto his shirt as tightly as I could because Xman tried to run away. "I am not going to hurt you, but I NEED A SHIP." Trembling, Xman muttered, "Yes. I have one." I released my grasp on his shirt. "Good. Can you-" I looked back at the crashed Steam Runner and my nauseous friends onboard, then continued- "Get it and land the thing right here, please?" Xman looked even more nervous, explaining, "But that's against the rules, Kw6. I can't harbor fugitives unless it's bringing them to Soister, or park a vehicle in the street, or fly it within a hundred feet of a buildi-" I shut him up for our sakes. "Look, we're friends of Dungy and we need some help. A LOT of help. So if you could go fetch your ship thing, we'll go and get the heck out of Dodge." Xman paused, then spoke; "Don't you mean fly away from Hor-" I shut him up for the second time that minute. "TIME'S A-WASTIN, HURRY UP!" I yelled. He gave me a glare, then hurried down the street and around a bend. I knew we had to stall for at least five minutes at this rate.
Breck slid off the Steam Runner, groaning. "I don't have a super high tolerance for nausea, you know," he mustered. "Not my fault!" I fired back. "I'm getting help from one of Dungy's friends. But we still have to wait for a few minutes," I explained. Then, I realized something and grinned; "But it helps to be a wanted snake here, you know." Breck didn't get my comment, but that didn't matter. "We only have a few seconds before the guards are on us…." Breck said. I looked up to see Griefer ships flying out of the planet's orbit; one got knocked off course and crashed into a building, probably from Blake. I grabbed my dual pistols that hopefully hadn't fallen out of my sturdy jacket pockets. Just then, as if likely on time, a guard jumped down to face Breck and I. Strangely introducing themselves in a formal manner, they yelled, "Hi! I'm Golden Spark. I am the new guy guard here at the amazing New Horizons City, and I'm here to arrest you all on behalf of breaking many, many rules. Please stand still, this won't hurt at all!" Golden drew a long, grey blaster and aimed it at us. I cocked my head, as Skales slid off of the Steam Runner. "Shall we?" Breck asked, a malicious grin on his face as he turned to my side. "Heck yeah!" I responded, and we together charged at Golden Spark.
"So that's how it's gonna be," Golden barked. I turbo jumped at him, engaging my dual pistols. They shredded through his coat effortlessly, but Golden wasn't half bad at dodging my shots. Breck caught him off guard, however, body slamming the new recruit and sliding into a wall. I kicked Golden Spark, then began backing off as his smile turned to an enraged scowl. "Alrighty, Xman, where's the ship?!" I asked no one. Sadly, no ship came. But Golden Spark began taking out his rage on Breck, suddenly lunging at my friend and slapping him HARD; Breck slided next to the wall from the impact. "OW!" Breck hollered, aiming to ram into Golden; but Golden was too quick, hoisting my friend up into the air. "STOP!" I screamed, launching myself forward to tackle Golden. He was thrown to the ground, and a faint snapping sound signified that Golden was NOT HAPPY. However a strange shadow began forming on top of us.
The shadow eclipsed Golden Spark and more, who wasn't paying attention as he tried to pound Breck into the concrete. I launched myself forward, giving him a strong kick to the side as Golden skidded into the shadow. I looked up, to thankfully see a ship, landing on the concrete and Golden. Xman was up front, as a nervous wreck. He motioned for us to get inside with a horrified face. Only then did I notice that Firey was dragging Unibun's unconscious body to the ship. I helped him drag her into the small, semi clean storage area. Skales was limping to the ship, and Breck helped my brother up. I slammed the door shut, and the ship slowly began levitating off the ground. Xman slanted it upwards, and so we shot into the sky. "I hope we don't get caught, Kw6. There's a certain death penalty for everyone aboard this vessel. But somehow, this feels exciting! There's energy surging through my veins right now!" Xman proclaimed. "That's called adrenaline, and the thrill of escaping," I responded, chuckling. "Where's Dungy?" Breck asked, now stumbling. "I don't think he's here," said Firey. "At leasst we essscaped," Skales commented, adding, "Doessn't matter where Dungy iss at the moment." Xman looked back for a split second, hollering, "Dungy is my friend! We're absolutely going to find him after we escape thi-" But suddenly, some pellets hit the side of the ship. "They're after us," Breck said, sounding terrified. I'd bet that Xman was ten times more terrified than Breck, honestly, because he was betraying his hometown. But again, it's sometimes nice to be an outlaw. Especially when it gives you power.
An explosion nearby rocked the ship, causing Breck to collapse on the floor. "He's out cold!" Firey yelled. "Who?" Xman asked hastily, his eyes on the controls. "Breck," Skales responded. "Uh, everyone… look out the windows…" Xman murmured, shaking with fear. I turned to the right and looked out the porthole window, seeing Golden fly aboard a circular hoverboard with two blasters in hand. Then Xman faced us, asking, "So who's going to help me take HIM down?" At this moment, a loud bang erupted from the cockpit. "Sure?" Firey asked nervously. "Will we escape in a massive cliché? Or will we get caught and die?" I asked no one. Welp, that was too meta. "Sorry everyone!" Xman yelled. "I can't save us now!" Another louder clash rocked the floor below us. The creaking of metal could faintly be heard, along with surges of electricity. "HE'S TAKING US DOWN! But why isn't the Blakester guy doing it?" Unibun asked. "Eh… maybe Blake was tired from taking out the Ripper," Firey responded. "Nuh-uh!" Unibun fired back, obnoxiously continuing, "Maybe magic weakened him!" Firey and I both facepalmed at the same time.
"Nuh-uh!" Firey mocked Unibun. Unibun interjected, "Quit it, S-" but then, Xman screamed, "IS ANYONE GOING TO HELP ME OR WHAT?! I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WERE BRAVE AND FEARLESS, NOT SOME LOSERS THAT ARGUE ALL THE TIME!" "Well, they're siblings," I said, pointing to Firey and Unibun. Then Firey mocked ME, firing back, "Well, they're siblings too," and pointing at Skales and I. Skales rasped, "Sshut up, Firey, Xman isss right. We need to focuss on the problem at hand." "And while you all were arguing and fighting over petty things, the ship has been spiralling to the ground!" Xman yelled, instinctively causing me to run up, shove him off of his chair and quickly spam the Engage Thrusters button. Xman hollered, "What are you doing, Kw6?!" I responded, "Getting us the heck out of Dodge, because you weren't able to." Xman muttered back, "Deranged idiot."
Finally the thrusters engaged, and I clipped the side of a wall. The ship was big and bulky, so the wall barely slowed our vessel down. However Golden was gaining distance on us, with his small, nimble and quick hoverboard. I began launching our ship upwards at a steep incline, hopefully to leave this planet's atmosphere where Soister and Blake weren't allowed to attack us. We were about halfway up when a major dent appeared in the floor. Followed by another, and another, and another; we'd been hit badly. These dents continued, until the electric system inside the ship surged and then the lights turned off. "It's in emergency mode!" Xman yelled from the floor. "It can save power this way," Firey noted. "What's the closest planet to here?" I asked Xman nervously. "As stated by the New Horizons City Novel For Pilots, or NHCNFP for short, the closest would be… Kythadonia. Known for-" Xman paused, grabbing his trusty Novel, and frantically flipping through it- "Being a popular camping spot due to its expansive forests. They have a no-violence policy, which could be a godsend given our reputation with Soister." I grinned. "Thanks, Xman," just as the gun blasters feature was disabled due to extensive damage— the glitchy touchscreen ship log reported. "Only a mile or so to go!" Firey cheered, as Skales remained silent and anxious.
By escaping the New Horizons City orbit, we'd guaranteed our safety. I steered our nearly-broken ship into a port nestled deep into the woodlands, where there were only two other rusty vessels sharing the port with ours. With a loud creak, Xman's ship's side door slid open and I tightened its bolts using a hammer he gave me. "Can someone go and find a campsite with shelter for us? I don't want the ship to collapse while we're sleeping in it," I commanded while fixing the hatch. Breck hurried off, following a trail that marked the path to a Kythadonian Camping Supplies Store. I was glad that I wasn't in the hands of an enemy, or in fear of being beaten mercilessly. Skales came up to me, and complimented; "That wass sssome brave sstuff that you did on New Horizonsss City." I shrugged, saying, "It's the thing you can count on your little brother to do, ya know," just as Firey burst out of the ship, panting and wobbling, with his sister Unibun by his side. "What's wrong?" I questioned my former, queasy apprentice. "Spacesick," Unibun answered for him, explaining, "I already got my symptoms over with." I gave her an odd look. "What for?" She asked. "Well, I guess it runs in the family then," I joked. Firey laughed, but abruptly hurled onto the port. "Yuck!" Unibun screamed. "Maybe that puke— can be a weapon?" Breck asked, panting, as he emerged from the trail with some keys, trail mix and oatmeal cookies in bags. "I bought us some tents," explained Breck, throwing an empty bottle of water and a bag into a trash can nearby. "Can we have ssome?" Skales questioned Breck, pointing to the bags. Breck nodded in reply, but first leading us to a tent. "This is the best Firey's wallet could buy," explained Breck. Firey stopped puking and snatched his golden wallet back from Breck. "You don't-" Firey hurled midway through the sentence- "steal my wallet like that again! Or else I'll have you arrested and put in jail!" Breck groaned. "I thought we were a team," he proclaimed with a grumpy attitude. "We sort of are," Unibun responded. "It's a rhetorical question!" Breck snapped back, heading into the decently-sized wood cabin. We followed him inside, while Skales hurried to fetch Xman. I soon went to sleep after exploring the quaint cabin, and prepared for a relaxing trip home.
Epilogue— Aftershocks of the Rescue
Well, what happened to who and why? Starting off with the elephant, no— Clode, he changed his name to Dylon and started fresh as a citizen of New Horizons City. Dylon had successfully escaped the Griefers. Next up, Nova and the rest of the Griefers mourned the loss of the Ripper and Clode. Nova seeked a new head Griefer, and found one in the newly recruited and gullible "City" Cassidy. Congelatio— Kw6, sorry, bought some new tapes for his Walkman on his way to Neon City, most notably including Somebody to Love by Queen. Skales headed back to Ninjago on a luxury ship, arranged by Firey, and Unibun cheered when Firey escorted her back to her home planet— the narrator can't remember the exact name of it, but it does start with an E. Anyhoo, Blakester was put in the Horizons City Hospital due to sprained limbs from sustained fighting, with Soister making personal visits to attend daily. Golden rose up through the ranks of a trainee guard, becoming Blakester's new second-in-command. Xman was directly taken by Kw6 to meet Dungy at his new apartment in Toontown proper, of course by way of Kw6's ship.
For a major hint dropped about the events of the next installment of the Kw6 Logs, I'll just leave you on this cliffhanger: dun, dun, dun!