"No."
Tom's POV
I was pretty sure this was the end, right up until the box miraculously stopped leaking the chemicals and instead a ray of light poked out from outside.
I looked inside the hole to find a soldier from the party last night rescuing Matt, so I assumed that another one was helping me out as well and that assumption turned out to be correct when I heard a voice that called out: "Hey Patryk, help me crack this giant box open, will ya'?"
"Wait, be careful now!" I cried out, albeit very muffled before they could do anything drastic.
"Don't worry, it will be easy as pie." the soldier holding me replied as he simply opened it up like a case and untied me so I could uncover my mouth.
"Thanks." I replied, adding: "So you're gonna help us rescue Edd?"
"Sure! we're rebelling against him because he starved us out as punishment for his first plan failing and torturing us for drinking his wine as revenge...the name's Paul by the way." said Paul, shaking my hand with a: "Nice to meet you."
"You too, thanks for saving us."
"Paul, let's steal some weapon-" Patryk (I think) was suddenly shushed by his friend, whispering to him: "We don't want the dictator finding out about the rebellion."
"Rebellion?" I thought to myself as the four of us fled the scene in search of weapons to use to crash the wedding.
Edd's POV
On the afternoon of the big day, six soldiers came with a spa kit, supposedly to help me prepare for the wedding tonight.
"What's this?" I said in a surprised tone; "W-we're your bridesmaids." a young, nervous soldier replied as she standing next to three angry ones on the left who were probably forced to do this and two on the right who were excited to doll me up.
"Let's get this over with this so I can pig out on cake already." a gruff-sounding soldier replied as she filled the bottom of my tub with a rose-scented bubble bath before running the water to form a pink foam that I would later sink into and soak as my hair was gently washed by a soldier with a goofy grin on their face as two other scrubbed my arms and legs.
It kinda tickled, so I couldn't help but let out a small giggle.
"Aren't you cute?" The tallest of the bunch replied holding my towel for me when I got up and wrapped my body around with it as he wrapped my head with a smaller one; "Next, we will give you a mani/pedi, style your hair and do your makeup!" A pink-haired soldier chirped, taking my hand and sat me on my vanity chair to apply some mascara and eyeshadow on my eyes, next she applied blush on my cheeks and a thick coat of lipstick on my mouth while three others focused on my hair styled in a bob and my nails being painted a glittery green and white blend.
When I turned around to the mirror, I felt like I was staring directly at a stranger...a very beautiful stranger.
"Now, all that's left are these." said the shy one, carrying my wedding gown and accessories in her arms.
Patryk's POV
"You got a katana from where?" I quietly asked the spikey-haired fellow with the black eyes named Tom, who whispered: "The red leader's room."
"Wait a minute, what if he's inside?" asked Patryk suspiciously.
"Good point, I better go check."
I quietly tip-toed to the door, looking inside the keyhole, where my former boss was seen flossing his teeth and combing his hair for the big day; I turned back to the three and answered: "We may have to wait until he evacuates."
"Do you have a gun?" Asked Matt; "Yes, but this little thing can't do the job solo." I replied with Tom asking the next question: "Why not just shoot him through the keyhole? if you did, this whole thing will be over."
Again, I replied: "The last time someone tried to do that, they had their hands cut off and they starved for a week."; this made the two shudder in fear as Patryk started tearing up and trying not to bawl since he witnessed the horrific event that happened that year until we all heard Tord's footsteps and the door being unlocked so we ran as fast as we could before he could see or hear us.
"Oh look, it's almost time." He said as he was finally walking out of the room; this made me look at the clock, spotting the little hand on the 4 and a big hand a little below the 9.
the time was 4:40, a mere 10 minutes before the wedding.
"Quick, we better alert the others!" I said as I led the three comrades into the same room me and Patryk were tortured in, except this time with an empty tank and no sharks, thank God since they were killed the night after the bride was attacked.
Matt's POV
Inside the room, so many people looked restlessly angry and for good reason; many had scars, some were bruised and most had pieces torn out of them with ears, eyes, fingers, noses and even limbs had been torn right off of their bodies.
"Who are you guys?" asked a short cloaked figure, taking off the hood to reveal a little girl with two robotic hands that hid nicely under the cloak; I ruffled her hair and answered: "I'm Matt, the best-looking man in London..." I was going to continue before I stopped to look at Tom giving me a disapproving glare; "...and this is Tom, a good friend of mine."
"Glad to meet you guys, my name is Kaylee, me and my sister were sent under the care of our uncle after our parents died during a zombeh zombie attack last year.
Ah, I remembered that zombie attack, it was...surprisingly fun...but I still miss my precious Little Tom. ;_;
Patryk's POV
"Alright, listen up!" My voiced boomed in the room, causing everyone to stop what they were doing and pay attention to my speech.
"The Red Leader has evacuated his command center, so we can take all his weapons, crash the wedding and save the bride from getting his mind wiped out and turning into his personal weapon against humanity, on your feet, let's go!"
They all marched out of the room and into the hallways at the speed of light until finally stopping at our main target, The Red Leader's room.
Strangely enough, there were no weapons in this room at all! maybe if we looked in the closet, there could at least be a single bazooka...
"No." I uttered, "This can not be...t-this must be some sort of joke..."
