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*This is it! My fav chapter! I remember it being the most fun to write because… well, you'll see. ;) I hope you like it as much as I do.

*Thank you for reviewing! Sorry for the wait!

*The 1998 thing in the last chapter was an inside joke between me and my friends. Sorry if it confused you. This is still 1992.

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Scrapped - Chapter 10 - Overpowered

Sunrise came so quickly. I feel like I just closed my eyes to rest and now it's time to wake up and hit the road. Even less time passes before I hear the dreaded "Let's go!" from Fred. We start walking away from the cliff and into the deep and seemingly never ending forest. About an hour into the trip, Vixen asks,

"Fred, where are we going, exactly?"

"Somewhere safe," he replies gruffly.

"Safe? Really? Okay, like where?" asks Vixen. Fred huffs and turns around. Our group stops walking. I am ready to hop in and stand up for Vixen if I need to.

"Well, I plan on going to the nearest town. Maybe finding somewhere safe to stay. Like a new restaurant, perhaps?"

"Oh, that's your plan? All this time, I thought it was so you could lead us out here and kill us!" Vixen accuses.

"And why would I do something like that?" Fred says in a phony innocent voice.

"Because you're a power thirsty dictator who… Oh, I don't even know what goes on in your screwed up mind!" She looks at everyone else, especially me, it feels like. "I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore." Back to Fred. "Remember that offer you made to leave? Well, I think I'll take you up on it. Anyone else with me?" None of us move. "Fine then. You can all rust in hell thanks to this asswipe," points to Fred, "for all I care." Vixen looks around at all of us one last time and then stalks off away from our group in a new direction.

"And if you dare come back, I'll mangle you even further beyond recognition. Remember that," Fred calls after her.

"You got it, dipshit," Vixen snarls, not looking back. I watch her go, further and further. Fred is also watching, with apparent amusement and a small smirk. He gives a quiet "Hm," and turns back to our set path.

"Let's keep going, shall we?" he says very nonchalant. I feel like the situation has happened a million times before. However, this time, I feel different. I feel my circuits run hot when I see his little grin. This time, I do something about it.

"Hey, what was that back there?" I yell after Fred. He continues walking, even though I'm sure he heard me. I run after him and catch up "Hey!" I say, giving him a firm push foreword to get his attention. "What the hell was that back there?" I repeat. Fred stumbles foreword, quickly regains his balance, and whips around, glaring at me.

"You wanna go with her?" he barks aggressively.

"Guys, stop it…" Chica puts in her two cents.

"Listen man, I've had about enough of your bullshit," I sneer.

"BB, plug your ears, please," I hear Bonbon tell the child. I see him and Chica start to guide BB away from the developing scene. Fred scoffs.

"You can't even manage taking care of one kid; did you really expect that you'd be able to keep a whole group together?" His words only fuel the fit of rage I'm about to have. So I stay silent. "Not that I'd expect much from a retarded piece of plastic shit who-"

I lunge at Fred, arms outstretched, and a loud robotic screech echoing from deep within me as I do. I reach for Fred's throat as I ram him to the dirt covered ground. I squeeze his neck joint as tight as possible, hoping to separate it from the rest of his body. Fred's eyes go completely black except for a white dot in the center of each one.

"YOU'VE MADE A BIG MISTAKE," he says, his voice becoming raspy, but unfaltering. My eyes turn black with two white pinpricks in each.

"I wouldn't be so sure. I know exactly what I'm doing," I hiss, my face only two inches from Fred's. Fred brings his left arm up and his fist slams into my muzzle, cracking it even further. The force drives me off of him and I roll onto the ground. Fred hops up and kicks me in my gut. I groan. He stoops down and grabs me by my bowtie, lifting me to my feet, as his other hand clamps around my neck.

"My, my; how the tables have turned," he taunts. I see Bonbon appear behind Fred, ready to strike him with a blow.

"Back off, Bon. He's mine," I growl. Fred gives a confused "wha…-", and I thrust my head foreword, colliding with his forehead, giving me the opportunity to knee him between his legs. Fred's grip loosens, and I pry his hand off of my neck and smash the arm it's attached to down over my thigh. It makes a satisfying crackle as the old metal splinters. Fred's lower right arm now dangles from a few cords and wires. Bonbon must have left, because I can't see him anymore.

"YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT YOU LITTLE SHIT!" he screams, and uppercuts my jaw with his remaining hand. He pushes me roughly up against a tree and repeatedly punches my stomach maybe three or four times before pulling me foreword again and putting me in a headlock, his arm tightly wrapped around my neck, me bought down to his side. "Any last words, bastard?" he asks. I can already feel his arm starting to flex.

"How about… WATCH YOUR BACK?" I yell, punching his mid-back with my fist, and the fabric gives way. Fred yells in agony. I get a firm grip on the metal endoskeleton pole inside Fred and push him into the tree in front of him, face first. I escape the bear's hold, not letting go of my own, and pull Fred down to the ground. My fist then glides through the air and reaches it's desired destination- Fred's eye.

I completely bust the plastic ball, and behind it is a red endoskeleton eye, not unlike Bonnie's. When Fred recovers from the blow, he finds himself pinned to the ground. One of my arms holding down his good one, my feet pressing into each of his knees. My other hand is once again placed on his throat. He is helpless.

"Fred, it's time we ended this once and for all. And after all of the shit you brought upon our group, I feel like you deserve this," I spit

"And just what do you plan on doing once I'm gone?" Fred asks scornfully.

"The same thing you just told Vixen before she left. Except this time, I'm going to follow through."

"Well, it's not very likely you'll ever get out of here."

"How's that?"

"I'm the only one who knows the real way out of here, and let me tell you, it ain't close. I've been dragging your dumb asses away from it the whole time."

"May I ask why?"

"I knew from the second we got hauled out to that junkyard that we'd end up out here sometime, so I chose sooner rather than later. The faster I got rid of all of you, the better for me. This way, I don't have to worry about anybody getting in my way on my path back to the top. To the life I once had without all of you little fuckers around to steal my success."

"WHAT KIND OF FUCKED UP MENTALITY IS THAT?" I shriek, my anger getting the best of me.

"Mine…" he might have said, but I wouldn't have heard. I'm too def with fury. My hand comes away from his neck, but only to take a new approach. It once again punches into Fred, this time where his heart is, or rather would have been. I close my hand on some wires and pull hard. Seeing the life leave the devilish bear's eyes isn't enough, because I continue to rip his lifeless body to pieces, my face, arms, and chest being splattered with oil as I do so.

When I finally feel like Fred's had enough, I take a deep breath, change my eyes back to normal, and view what my fit of rage had done. Almost Fred's entire exoskeleton stomach is gone, ripped to shreds and lying in pieces around me, along with some wires. His endoskeleton is devastated; twisted and bent. The arm I had broken is no where to be seen. I know that the fact that I did this will haunt me forever. It's something I would have never thought I would do. It's the kind of low, despicable thing I'd expect to see from… Fred himself.

'I'm just as bad as he was,' I think, and start crying; over the body of my enemy. 'What did I do?' I scold myself, still crying quietly, as I stand up and try to brush myself off, which ultimately spreads Fred's oil around even more. And that makes me feel even more guilt. I kick Fred's side feebly out of frustration, and have to take another deep breath to stop from raging out again, this time on myself.

'Better return to Bonbon and the others now, I suppose.' I realize I had forgotten they existed in the past few minutes. With my head hung and tears unwilling to stop flowing, I drag my feet to where I think they must be on the trail. I find them a little ways ahead, but I only see Bonbon, BB, and Chica. 'Where are the rest? Did they disappear during the fight?' No. This is all there is left now. Just us four.

So that was Chapter 10. I hope you liked it! Chapter 11 will not be up for a while :(. Leave a review! Hope to see you next time! Good bye bye!

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