Disclaimer: I do not own Bobby or any of the characters.
The flume travel to Third Earth was just the same as usual. Images floated around like ghosts in the timeless space outside the flume. There was only one thing different this time. All there was, was Gunny.
He was up against a team of dados. His only weapon, a metal pole. As the first one came in he swung hard at its head, nearly hitting it off. Since dados were made entirly of metal all that happened was a little dent. Luckily it was enough to make it fly to the ground. That's when disaster started. Dados came as a whole team whacking him with their fists. Soon it was a storm of dados on top of Gunny. All of a sudden the dados stopped and walked back into a circle surrounding him.
Gunny looked terrible. His nose was definently broken. Blood streamed across his face. His lips where cracked and bleeding. With slashes across his face he looked like a dummy that had been used to practice swordsmanship.
Then a man wearing an Asian looking suit walked up to Gunny. He whispered into his ear then kicked him in the head with such force Gunny went flying to the ground. Next he took out a knife and stapped it ride into his heart. Immediatly blood sapped from the wound and enveloped his body in dark red. Then Saint Dane looked right at where Bobby's point of view was coming from and said, "Your next Pendragon, your next."
Just then the song of the flumes came back signaling the end and Bobby prepared himself to see a mess of destruction.