A Walk Down Memory Lane
Act 2: The New Kids
Chapter Two: Wars on a Train
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"So... Whats happened while I was coming here?" Nega Sean walked into the RED barracks. Young Sean was picking up a earpiece, while Sean held a Fronteir Justice with a smile.
"Oh, so your joining the fight here? Can I join?"
"COWARD SEAN!"
"Oh no not Nik-"
Nikolai charged from around the corner, grabbing Nega by the neck and holding him high up off the ground.
"Did you think I would forget YOU?" The giant raised his fist, preparing to bash the shadow clones face in.
"NO! HE'S ON OUR SIDE!" Sean pulled him out of the Heavys grip.
"Are you stupid also? NEGA IS SPY!" Nikolai yelled, towering over the two of them.
"He knows whats going on with our adventure, and he knows who's trying to kill us"
"Is this true purple baby?"
Nega nodded weakly.
"Very well. But if you pull funny trick... I will kill you with bare hands!" Nega sighed as Nikolai walked off and back to the doors of their base, preparing to steal the mysterious intel case from their foes.
"Thanks man... Now, can I join the fight? I don't need a chip in my brain. I can just grow back organs and limbs easily"
"Alright, but the only class set for rookies left is Spy" Sean pulled out a purple pinstripe suit and revolver.
"Aw... I like playing as Medic the most... But Spy is still cool" The shadow clone went off to put on his new uniform.
"Huh... I thought he was more of the backstabbing scumbag type..."
Dimetri uncloaked right next to Sean.
"No offense though"
The Spy walked off to prepare for the war. Sean turned back to his younger self, the kid wearing a orange version of a Scouts uniform.
"Alright young me. Stay close to Tavish, and wait for him to blow up any-"
"Yeah yeah yeah, I know how to play this game jerk off"
Young Sean pushed past Sean with his new Scout speed, carrying his mini scattergun.
"This is going to be a long day..." Sean picked up his toolbox, heading upstairs to fight.
[The Art Of War, Team Fortress 2]
"Alright, I'll try to set up a teleporter into their intel room, I need you to guard my stuff, Kyle"
The Pyro nodded to Sean, raising his homewrecker.
"Young Sean, you'll be in the clear once I set up a sentry in there, so as long as we can keep the sentry in, you'll have guaranteed safety for getting the intel."
"Got it dude"
"Nega, get the medics, enemy spys, and the demomen. They will be the biggest threat to our sentry nest plan"
"I know how to play this game, Sean"
"3"
Sean got his blueprints ready.
"2"
Young Sean readied his sandman.
"1"
Nega pulled out his connivers kunai.
"GO!"
Everyone charged out into the fray, ready to take the intelligence from their counterparts.
[Crystal Palace Crawl, Paper Mario]
" Mom? Telesia..." Pyke groggily woke up, pushing himself off of the cold black floor he was lying on.
"Oh no... Where is everyone..." The child thought, looking around at the gloomy and dark brick walls around him.
"Next on our list to defeat... Is that oh so precious goddess, Palutena..." Pyke could hear voices coming from a small lit up grate near him.
"PALUTENA? The nice lady that made my family that horrible vegetable dinner?" Pyke thought, crawling towards the grate and looking through. He could see a group of people, hunched over a table, with the designs of some kind of contraption on it. He couldn't see what it was fully, but all he knew was that it looked sinister from the angle he was looking in from.
"Tonight we will begin our attack on The Town, commencing the beginning of Operation: High Voltage"
"High Voltage? I have to get out of here and tell someone!" Pyke said, beginning to crawl away from the grate.
"WAIT!"
The tallest one yelled, making Pyke freeze in place. The large person began sniffing the air, almost like how Pyke would start smelling the great meal his mother would be cooking for the family.
"What is it? What do you smell Shiven?" The purple cloaked man asked.
"I smell a little piglet, spying on what is to come"
Pyke gasped a little.
"The little runt must be awake, maybe now we should stab him on a stake?" The fattest one yelled in rhyme.
"No, I have a better plan for the brat. Why don't you go get him Shiven?"
"Yes, oh Dark One" Shiven cracked his knuckles.
"Wait right there you nasty tool! We need to play a catchy tune!" The large woman ran over to a boom box, punching the play button
[Demon Resident Mine Cart, Donkey Kong 64]
"Thank you for your uselessness" Shiven turned around, facing the wall Pyke was looking through.
"I have to find a way out of here! I don't want to see-"
Pyke couldn't finish his thought, as he was too busy screaming when a fist punched through the wall, and threw him roughly onto the table.
"Thank you Shiven"
"AHHHH!" Pyke screamed, looking at the face of the groups leader.
"Oh come on, I'm not that ugly, at least not as much as you, you little shit"
"Yeah? Well, my dads gonna come and kick your butt! All of you! He's gonna stop all of you, and your dumb plan!"
One of them let out a loud and screeching laughter.
"Your father is DEAD! He won't be coming for you, your little sister, or your desperate whore of a mother! I mean, who would be desperate enough to breed a little pile of maggots like YOU!"
"YOLIN! ENOUGH!" The purple cloaked man back handed the loud creature. "We want to discourage him from believing his father can beat us, not make him cry" A clawed hand held out a tissue for Pyke. Pyke ignored the tissue, and bit his hand instead.
"Ow, biting. A typical defensive reaction for a child" He just ignored the bite and tossed the unused tissue overhead.
"I won't accept a tissue from someone like you! My dad will take you all down! He's gonna find me, and my sister and mom, and save the day like he always does!"
The Dark One chuckled.
"Oh, he's not gonna be a issue or a concern of yours. I have someone on his tail right now"
"Whats his name? I bet he'll never be able to take on my dad!"
"His name, is Ned"
"Now, tell me, where is your idiot friend?"
"I'll.. never tell you... where... burger boy is..." Francis coughed, glaring up at the face of the man choking him, seeing his reflection in the attackers shades.
"I'll ask you one more time"
SNAP!
"Oh god!" Francis screamed in pain, watching the man break off two more of his fingers, the bandanna over his mouth hiding his smile of enjoyment.
"Now, do I have to rip your hands off also? Or will you give me the information I need?"
"Bite me... Colonel sanders"
"Fine then, I guess your useless, just like your friends" The killer pointed over his shoulder at the seven corpses of the other survivors, as well as the barely breathing Alice, Angelica, Jonathan, and Candice.
"I'm invincible... You can't kill me..." Francis would have flipped him off, if he still had his middle fingers.
"Well then" The attacker raised a fist.
"This should discourage that thought then"
The man jabbed his fist into the forehead of the biker, and quickly ripped out his skull.
"Ha, I knew your tiny skull would be easy to rip out" The murderer crushed the skull in fist, watching it turn to dust.
"You... Asshole!" Angelica threw a fireball weakly at the man. He simply turned around, caught it, and threw it at Candice.
"You leave my sister alone! I'll kill you, bastard!"
The villain stomped over to Candice, grabbing her by the neck and pulling out a knife.
"Since your still alive, how about you tell me where the brats are?" He held a knife towards Candice's neck, drawing a thin line of blood.
"No, I won't sell out Sean and his adorable younger self!"
"SAY GOODBYE TO YOUR SISTER THEN!"
"FINE! I'LL TELL YOU!"
The man stopped from almost slitting Candice's throat to look back to Angelica.
"He's... In that Team Fortress Two world... Just please, leave my baby sister alone!" Angelica begged
The man stomped over to her, his tall stature intimidating her.
"Thank you, for once a smart victim. Now, hold this for me"
Angelica squealed in anguish when he slammed a knife into her open palm, and booted her in the face with his spiked boots, smashing her nose.
"Here's my calling card, kid." The man stood over Candice next, pulling out another knife and starting to slowly cut something into the girls arm.
"I'LL KILL YOU, MOTHER F***ER! I GAVE YOU THE INFORMATION! STAY AWAY FROM HER!"
He stopped after a minute of slow cutting, leaving wounds in the form of one word on the girls arm.
"Ned"
"So long, you d**k swallowing whore!" The assaulter drove off on his strange skull covered hover bike, heading to the world Sean and his younger self, along with Nega, were currently in.
"He doesn't stand a chance against my dad! He beat you before, Nega, he can do it again!"
The man laughed.
"Kid, I'm not that scrub at all" The purple wearing antagonist explained.
"Then what is, Nega?"
Something was beginning to crawl onto the top of Pykes head, it felt slimy and uncomfortable to the kid.
"Before you forget it, since you will. Its Dark Sean"
The last thing Pyke remembered was something sharp stabbing into his head, before the world went black.
"GO LITTLE ME! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"
Sean and Young Sean were running away from the swarm of hat wearing enemy mercenaries, ready to kill them to take back the last intelligence case needed to end the match.
"I have a teleporter right up ahead! Jump in and it will lead you to the drop off table" Sean pointed towards the small red teleporter entrance.
"Got it man, your pretty good at this game, Sean" The kid ran ahead, jumping into the entrance. Before Sean could follow him though, a pair of rockets shattered his machine into pieces, leaving him cornered by the entire BLU team.
"I remember you, kid. Your the one who docked our paychecks from our losing streak caused from you!" The BLU Soldier loaded more rockets into his launcher.
"Its not my fault you people suck at your jobs so badly. Plus, I did kind of get a super ability star..." Sean sighed.
"WHO CARES! WE KILL TINY MONEY STEALING MAN!"
The entire team prepared their weapons, evil smiles spread across of their faces at the thought of being able to get revenge on the teen who dominated their entire team and destroyed their base.
"DID YOU ALL FORGET ABOUT THE PURPLE MAN, ALSO KNOWN AS NEGA SEAN?"
Each opponent fell down in front of Nega Sean as he backstabbed them all, saving the life of the stories main protagonist.
"Combat Engineers fail, just like you attempted to do" Nega helped up his rival up onto his feet.
"Thanks man, good thing were so good at this game. Plus, BLU sucks! At least when I play on BLU that is" Sean said, awaiting the familiar tune to signify the game was over.
[Ending Flourish, Team Fortress 2]
"Nice job everyone!" Young Sean ran up to the other two of his friends.
"It was all you, small Sean" The older of the versions patted Young Sean on the head.
"Thanks man, usually people think I suck because I'm younger than them. It means a lot to hear a older player congratulate me on something"
"No problem, young me" Sean patted the kid on the head.
"Good news everyone! We should be at the new location by early tomorrow noon!" Dell ran up to the three, holding his wrench.
"Great, we can go on to a game mode I dislike..." Sean thought, rolling his eyes.
"Come on! Lets go eat! I'm so hungry from carrying this team!" Young Sean pushed past everyone and ran down into the RED train.
"Seems like you were a little rascal when you were younger, eh Sean?" Dell asked, watching the kid almost crash into the automatic door.
"I guess so... I can't really remember my early years that well... Oh well, I'm hungry as well, LETS GO AND DINE ON SOME MEDIOCRE FOOD!" The three remaining headed downstairs.
Note: The three will stay as there classes until after Doomsday.
BYE!