The Heroes Parody Project
Season 5
Chapter 10
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Niki wakes up, her hands are handcuffed behind her. She is at the kitchen table, noticing that there are others at the table handcuffed from behind like her.
Niki: What the?! What the hell is going on here?!
Claire (also handcuffed): I don't know! I just woke up and…I'm in your guys' house? What gives?
Mohinder (also handcuffed): This is most strange.
Sylar (also handcuffed): This is what I get for coming on the set early.
Peter (also handcuffed): I wonder how this happened.
Matt (also handcuffed): Ugh…what happened? Man, talk about a sticky situation.
Niki: DAMMIT MATT! This has YOU written all over it!
Matt: No way!
Niki: Yes way!
Matt: Okay maybe a little.
Niki: UGH!
Everyone starts arguing with each other.
Matt: Now hold on, hold on. Let me explain. This is part of an awesome new game I created.
Claire: Why are we handcuffed? They're making my temporary wrist tattoos rub off!
Matt: I'm getting there! In honor of Valentine's Day, I came up with an awesome game that I thought would be fun.
Niki: You know, I could just bust out of these, right?
Matt: Nope! Yours is special. It's was welded together by 4 legendary Blacksmiths using the finest Dwarven Mithril in all the lands!
Niki: God, I hate you!
Matt: Before you….are ten boxes of Valentine's Day chocolate….in "heart" boxes…because…you know….Valentine's Day…..'heart'….love stuff.
Claire: You should write greeting cards.
Matt: As you are already aware….we are handcuffed. The 'key' is in ONE of these chocolates.
Niki: You've GOT to be kidding me! There's like….a ton of chocolates here. I'm in no mood to count.
Matt: 500 chocolates to be exact.
Mohinder: What flavor are these?
Matt: Assorted! So it'll be a mystery!
Mohinder: I have allergies, you baboon! I could get an allergic reaction to half of these!
Matt: I figured someone would, so you'll just have to find the chocolate with the Eppy-Pen in it!
Mohinder: That seems fair.
Claire: So one of these stupid chocolate candies has the key, then we use it to unlock ourselves.
Matt: Correction…."Ourself".
Sylar: ….as in….'singular'?!
Matt nods happily.
Niki: I don't understand.
Matt: The key only has a one time use. It can only unlock ONE pair of handcuffs….then it breaks.
Peter: What….happens to the ones that don't get a key?
Matt: Oh, they just stay handcuffed forever.
Niki: WHAT!?
Claire (shrugging) Eh. I'm not TOO worried about that since I can just easily chop my hands off and grow them back.
Matt: See? Doesn't it sound fun? I call it…."Escape In The Name Of Love!"
Niki: That's awful.
Matt: Yeah, I'm still working on the title. Anyway, we'll start clockwise so, Peter, you may go first.
Peter leans down and grabs a piece of chocolate with his mouth. He chews on it a bit.
Peter: Okay…..caramel….chewing….chewing….no key! But dang, that was delicious!
Matt: Only the best for my friends! Right, Niki?
Niki: As soon as I get out of here, I'm getting my Pilot's License so I can hunt down and fly the world's largest aircraft directly into your face.
Claire: My turn, I guess.
Claire leans down and grabs a chocolate.
Claire: OH YUCK! Coconut! I hate Coconut! I wish I was dead!
Niki: Overreact much? Did you even chew it?
Claire: No way! It's sooo gross!
Niki: It's the only way to detect if there's a key. So get chewing, missy!
Claire: OOH! I feel something! It's a hard lump of…..MORE COCONUT!….BLEH!
Matt: I wouldn't doubt it. These are pretty old chocolates. I got them at a Clearance for LAST year's Valentines.
Niki: Of course you did.
Sylar bends down and grabs a chocolate.
Sylar: Hmm….hmmmm
Niki: What flavor is it?
Sylar: I don't know….it's really tough.
Sylar struggles to chew. He hits something.
Sylar: I GOT IT! I got the key! OOP!
Sylar accidentally spits. One of his teeth plops on the table.
Sylar: AHHHHHHHHH!
Niki: Is that….a TOOTH!?
Sylar: What are these chocolates made out of?!
Matt leans over and tries to read the box.
Matt: 'Grandma's Chocolates'. "Since 1902, always made fresh out of Grandma"…I think that text got cut off somewhere…(looks around)…nope. They're made out of Grandma. Yikes.
Sylar: That's extremely unsettling.
Mohinder leans down and grabs a chocolate. He immediately starts to swell up.
Niki: Oh, good going, Matt! You just killed Mohinder! How many times do I have to tell you that it clearly states in our Roommate Agreement that I, and only I, will be responsible for your deaths!
Matt: I forgot, Sowwy.
Mohinder: GRK!
Claire: Mohinder: You're not looking too good.
Mohinder: ERRPR! PRN!
Niki: Oh, he wants the pen. Where is it?
Matt: That's right! I couldn't fit it into the chocolate so I kept it on me.
Matt leans down and grabs the pen from his shirt pocket and flings it at Mohinder.
Mohinder: RKKI!...PRN!...HRRER!
He's looking at Niki.
Niki: ….What?
Mohinder motions toward the pen.
Sylar: He wants you to stab him with the pen.
Niki: What do I look like, his mother!? Do it yourself!
Mohinder: RRRRKRRRKRR!
Niki: Oh, fine!
Niki grabs the pen with her mouth and stabs Mohinder with it. He gasps for air.
Mohinder: Thank you, Niki. You just saved my life.
Niki: WHICH totally violates our agreement….don't think I won't take you both to court for this.
Matt: Yay! Mohinder lived! Okay, your turn Niki.
One by one they continued to eat the chocolates.
Niki: This one….is garbage.
Matt: Delicious!
Claire: I'm going to vomit….
Mohinder: …You can't honestly expect me to eat another one of your poison candy!
Sylar: Oh…that is bad….really bad. (SPIT!)
Peter: Toothpaste?...That's gotta be filled with some sort of Toothpaste.
Niki: Okay…I can dig this one.
Matt: …..NOPE! (SPIT!)
Claire: I just ate plastic! These don't have wrappers!
2 hours later.
Niki: WHERE THE HELL IS THE KEY!
Claire: Wait…..hold on…..how many boxes did you say there were?
Matt: Ten.
Claire: I'm….only counting nine…..that or eating all this chocolate made me go blind.
Niki: She's right. There are only nine boxes.
Matt: Huh…..hmm.
Peter: That must mean.
Everyone looks over to see a box of chocolates on the coffee table.
Niki: THEY KEY'S IN THERE! IT'S MINE!
Niki shoots to her feet and scrambles over to the coffee table. Sylar, Claire, Peter and Matt jump out of their chairs and race over to the box.
Mohinder: I'm just going to take a nap.
Niki jumps on the top of the box and rips it open with her teeth. Loose chocolates fly all over the ground.
Sylar: Well, I hit a new low.
They hit the floor eating the chocolates.
Niki: I would love to know what I did wrong in my life to reach this point.
Matt sits up…..he has a puzzled look on his face.
Claire: Matt?...What's wrong?
Matt: …
Niki: …Matt?
Matt: …..Um…..I think I just…..swallowed the key.
Niki: …..
Peter: ….
Sylar: …..
Claire: ….
Mohinder: ZZZZZZZZZ…
Matt: So…..We…Wait?
Meanwhile, at The Bennets House. Noah answers the phone.
Noah: Bennet Residence!
Claire: Hi Dad!
Noah: Hi, Claire Bear!...How much trouble are you in?
Claire: Oh…not too much. Say….Is there any way you can assist us with giving some of my blood to Peter, Sylar, Mohinder, Niki and Matt so they can temporarily have healing powers long enough to chop off all their hands and grow them back?
Noah: …WHAAAAT?!
Sylar: Feel free to give me extra….just sayin.
Several hours later. Noah is driving them back to the house….they are all waiting for their hands to grow back.
Claire: ….
Noah: …
Sylar: ….So…..
Peter: …yep.
Matt leans forward.
Matt: Thanks for driving us back to my house, Claire's Dad! You're the best!
Matt pats Noah on the head with his arm.
Noah: Uh…yeah. Don't mention it…ever.
They continue to sit in silence.
Peter: So…Previously on Heroes…?
Everyone: Previously on Heroes!
Angela: You are in the future. In the year 2244.
Micah: We have to save Benjamin and Chloe!
Angela: They are currently being held at BIEBER. The corporation that is capturing people with abilities and erasing their powers. Bob and I will let you go for now. Hide out until we can get more information, then we'll come back for you.
Hiro: I can't go back to the past. There's….nothing there.
Angela: An anomaly has occurred. Our past needs to be reborn…and those two are the key.
Elle and Nathan wake up in the afterlife. A big creepy vortex lies before them.
Nathan: I think that's where we're supposed to go.
Elle: Not on my watch, it's not!
A mysterious figure in iron armor approaches them.
Gatekeeper: I am the Gatekeeper. It is my responsibility to make sure lost souls make their way to their final destination. You do not belong here.
Elle: Bye Felicia!
Elle slams Nathan with the Corvette they stole, he scrambles over the windshield and they peel away.
Angela and Bob make it to a meeting (undercover as Hunters) at BIEBER.
Angela: We don't need a recap of how RUDE everyone is here.
Man: Presenting….'The Abilitracker'. These tiny satellites detect anyone that attempts to use an ability. Like if someone tried to foolishly time travel as soon as they came here from a past that was recently erased from existence. But I doubt anybody would do that.
Angela: Peter and the others are in trouble! Now that ALL the Hunters know their location, we have to get to them first.
Micah walks outside the tent the group was hiding in. A Hunter Van pulls up to them.
-End Previouslies-
Angela and Bob
B.I.E.B.E.R
Angela and Bob make their way to the employee parking lot.
Angela: Look! A Van! I thought they would all be taken by now. Hurry, Bob! We have to try and get back to Peter and the others before…
Bob: The rest of the entire B.I.E.B.E.R. force!? Don't you think that's a little far fetched.
Angela: We have to try, dammit! You drive us there. I'll be in the back taking a nap.
Bob: Uhhhh…..
The van makes its way out of the compound.
Angela: Oh no!
Bob: What?
Angela: I left my pills in the past. Stop by Walgreens.
Bob: Seriously?!
Angela: Yes, I was taking some pills which cause some….unfortunate side effects. Now I have to take these new pills or else I'll grow a beard!
Bob: WHAT?!
Angela: So it's imperative that I get them quickly. NOW GO!
Bob: Aaaand….What happened to saving Peter?
Angela: We'll save him AFTER! Now hurry! We're running out of time!
Bob: …
Peter and Friends
In The Middle Of Nowhere
Micah and Niki are standing outside the tent while a Van approaches them. One of the guards gets out.
Guard: Excuse me miss. We're trying to find a dangerous fugitive. We're hoping you could help us.
Niki: Um….nope! No fugitives around here. Just my son and I enjoying a nice camping trip in the middle of nowhere.
Guard: Just the two of you?
Niki: Yep, Yep, Yep. Just us.
Matt walks out of the tent.
Niki: And….my….Hus-BLEH!
Niki vomits out of nowhere.
Guard: ….
Micah: ….
Niki: Sorry….I meant….my….Hus…..BLEH!
Guard: Your….."Hus-bleh"?
Niki: Yes….Hus-bleh-nd….I'm his Wife and he is my….Husblehnd….Sure is.
Matt: You wish! I'm saving myself for my one true love.
Matt pulls out a picture of him and Janice from The Muppets.
Matt: She's in a band…..They're pretty rad.
Guard: Ooookay….and that's it?
Niki: Yes. Just the three of us. One big happy family.
Hiro comes out of the tent.
Hiro: What's going on?
Niki: Yeah….One big happy family…that is now complete because here is my other son. Can't forget about him.
Hiro: Did I miss something?
Guard: And there's nobody else in that tent?
Niki: Nope! That's it! Nobody else!
Peter comes out of the tent.
Niki: Oh crap, I forgot about him.
Guard: And this is….?
Niki: He's…He's….uh..…The Nanny.
Guard: The Nanny. Him?
Peter: That's right! I have style. I have flair.
Matt: He was there!
Peter: That's how I became…The Nanny!
A rich man crawls out of the tent.
Mr. Sheffield (to Peter): MISS FINE!
Guard: And who the hell is that supposed to be?!
Niki: …I don't know anything anymore.
Guard: Uh huh. You're going to have to come with us. Cuff em'.
Niki: Ah, nuts.
Elle and Nathan
The Afterlife
In a building downtown, Elle opens the curtains of a window….which reads:
Chapter 10 "Hunted"
Elle: Ugh….this window is dirty.
Elle tries to spit on the window….but can't.
Elle (shaking fists): Curse you, drymouth!
Nathan: So, what are we going to do about this gatekeeper fellow? He might be our only ticket out of here…and he doesn't seem like he wants to help us.
Elle: Oh, our little Gatekeeper friend just needs some convincing. You leave that to me, buttercup.
Nathan: Did you just call me buttercup?
Elle: I did. I like it.
Nathan: I don't.
Elle: Well, suck it up, buttercup. Man, that is catching on.
Nathan: No, it's not!
Elle looks back outside to see the Gatekeeper roaming the streets.
Elle: Oh, I've got this. I've got this, indeed.
===HEROES===
Angela is looking around in the passenger seat of the van. She points.
Angela: Walgreens. Right there.
Bob: It's nice to see they're still going strong all these years later.
Angela: That's good business management. I can't say the same for my business.
Bob: ….
Angela: I'm glad you asked. You see…
Bob: I didn't say anything.
Angela: I used to have my own business. "Petrelli's Smellies".
Bob: That's….an unfortunate name for a business.
Angela: It was a candle business. Revolutionary, they would say. I had so many wonderful smells.
Bob: That's….nice?
Angela: They would be these specially crafted scented blocks that you would place in these special holders. They would plug in and melt the blocks….powering the room with a wonderful fragrance.
Bob: Um….that sounds an awful lot like Scentsy Candles.
Angela: No, it's far different than that. It was the perfect item for the holidays…..I had the formula for success. That formula….was stolen.
-Flashback-
Angela was standing proud at her desk.
Angela (voice): Little did I know that my former business partner would betray me.
Angela turns around and opens the safe containing the super secret formula to her scented candles. It's gone!
Angela: GASP!
Voice: HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!
Angela spins around to see Plankton, her arch rival, holding the formula.
Angela: PLANKTON!
Plankton: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Bob: What….What's happening here?
Angela: I don't know, I forgot what I was talking about. I think this van has a Carbon Dioxide leak. Or Monoxide. The bad one.
Bob: Whatever it is. I agree. Can we go into freaking Walgreens already?!
Angela: Yes, let's go.
In The Van.
Niki: Ow, these handcuffs hurt. But this is still a better experience than that Valentine's Day Chocolate fiasco. Who are you guys anyway?
Guard: We work for a special organization specifically tasked in taking out people with abilities. We tracked one of them near your location and know it is one of you people.
Niki: Not us. We don't have abilities. Right, Matt?
Matt: She's right. I'd know if she's lying with the help of my mentally mental skills. (Taps the side of his head)
Guard: Uh huh. So we're bringing you in.
Niki punches Matt in the stomach.
Matt: OOF!
Hiro: Where are you taking us?
Guard: That's for us to know and for you to find out.
Matt: OOH! I want to find out! Pick me!
Guard: Then get on up here for a round of HOLLYWOOD GAME NIGHT!
The band plays and applause is heard as Matt and Peter make their way to the stand.
Guard: The game we're going to play this round is called "Clue-Boom"! You read the answer from the card and act it out for your team to guess and take turns. Whoever has the bowl when time runs out has the remaining cards explode in their face and its very unpleasant. READY…..GO!
Peter grabs a card.
Peter: Okay….um…It's a bird! It's a plane! It's…..
Hiro: SUPERMAN!
Peter pushes the bowl to Matt. He grabs a card.
Matt: Okay….Clink! Clink! Clink! Clink! Clink! Clink! Clink!
Niki and Micah exchange looks.
Niki: Car keys?
Micah: A Pinball machine?
Matt: NO! CLINK! CLINK! CLINK! CLINK! CLINK! CLINK!
Niki: Is that supposed to be some sort of celebrity? What are you doing?
Matt: Okay, nevermind. Next card.
Matt tosses the card. Niki picks it up.
Niki: "James Bond's Martini Glass"?! What the hell?
Matt: Duh, the ice clinking when he stirs it.
Niki: …..Not even…just move on to the next card.
Matt: Okay…..next clue. HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.
Niki: …I got nothing.
Micah: I think we're overthinking it…..we got to dumb ourselves down to his level of thinking.
Niki: I don't think I can go that low.
Micah: I can try…Is it…..Bradley Cooper's Insect Light he has at his Lake House which we barely visits!?
Matt: YES!
Matt pushes the bowl back to Peter.
Niki: I'm impressed, Micah. But don't think stupid for too long…your brain will freeze like that. I know….I've lived with this oaf.
Peter grabs a card.
Peter: Ruh Roh Raggy!
Hiro: Scooby Doo!
Peter: YEAH!
Peter pushes the bowl back. Matt grabs a card.
Matt: MEEP! MEEP!
Niki: Road Runner! OOH! NO…..Bradley Cooper doing an impression of Road Runner!
Matt: That's just stupid, Niki.
Niki: Oh, whatever…
Matt: Forget it. Next card.
Niki: Give me that!
Niki swipes the card from his hand.
Niki (reading): "Meryl Streep's name if you only used the first initial and the…" OH MY GOD! THESE QUESTIONS ARE STUPID!
The bowl explodes in Matt's face. KA-BOOM!
Matt: AHHHH! ACK! COUGH! COUGH! HACK!
Hiro: I think one of the cards went into his mouth.
Matt falls on the floor and flops around, choking on one of the cards.
Micah: I should probably go ahead and….
Niki: No, Micah. Wait. You can't prematurely help a man who is choking. It's bad luck. I got that from a book I just made up.
Matt: COUGH! HACK! HAAAAACK!
Niki: Dammit, Matt! Just spit the card out already! God, you are SUCH a Drama Queen!
Back in the Afterlife. The Gatekeeper continues to make his way down the street. Elle appears behind him.
Elle: YO! GATEKEEPER! I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY TO YOU!
The Gatekeeper slowly turns around.
Nathan (watching on the side): Yep. She's dead. Well….more dead.
Gatekeeper: I see you stopped running. Wise.
Elle: I have a preposition for you!
Gatekeeper: You're giving me a grammar lesson?
Elle thinks for a moment….then turns to Nathan.
Elle: NATHAN! I mixed them up again!
Nathan: Don't talk to me! I'm not here!
Elle: Okay, smarty pants! Proposition!
Gatekeeper: I'm listening.
Elle: Oh….really? I was expecting you to immediately blow me off resulting in a wacky chase or something.
Gatekeeper: We have all the time in the universe.
Elle: Okay…..let us go back to Living Land….
Gatekeeper: In exchange for…..?
Elle: Exchange for….what?
Gatekeeper: For whatever you want to offer me. I assumed that what this proposition was about. Quid Pro Quo. You want me to send you back….what do you plan to offer me in return?
Elle: Um….hugs?
Gatekeeper: …Okay, I'll take them.
Elle: Really!?
Nathan: Really?!
Gatekeeper: Yes. You give me one hug….and I'll send you back to the land of the living.
Elle: YAY! Okay, one hug, coming up!
Elle opens her arms to go in for a hug. The Gatekeeper opens his arms as well….before grabbing his Trident and firing a beam of light at Elle, rendering her unconscious.
Nathan: Uh oh.
The Gatekeeper picks Elle up and starts to walk off, turning to Nathan.
Gatekeeper: Feel free to follow us back to the Vortex. You look like you could use a hug.
He walks off.
Nathan: Don't worry, Elle! I'll save…..wow, there's a Baskin Robbins here? I never see those back home. Priorities, Nathan!
Meanwhile, at Walgreens.
Walgreens Pharmacist: Let's see if we have you on file…..whoa, it's been a while since you've been with us. And only a few weeks since your birthday. Happy Belated…294th….birthday?
Angela: I know, I look fabulous!
Pharmacist: Uh….well, I'm afraid your prescription expired. You'll need another one from your doctor.
Angela: That's impossible. If he were alive today that would make him 304! That's just silly. I need those pills.
Pharmacist: I'm afraid there's nothing I can do.
Angela turns to Bob, baffled how he didn't already noticed she has grown a giant beard.
Bob: UHHHH!
Angela: Well, looks like this was a failure.
Bob: You know our work has a clinic.
Angela: You mean the one filled with Unsocial Sadist Robot Nurses!? Get real, Bob. I will NOT step foot in that terrible place.
Bob: Well it's either that or deal with the guy over there who looks like Van Helsing and is totally giving you the stink eye.
Angela turns to see the crossbow wielding man squinting at her. He turns back to the Pharmacist.
Man: And some Silver Bullets please.
Angela: I suppose a quick trip couldn't hurt.
Nathan pulls up to the Vortex as the Gatekeeper carries Elle towards it. He finishes off his Banana Split before getting out of the car.
Nathan: WAIT! STOP!
The Gatekeeper turns around.
Nathan: Listen, I know that "Death" is the natural order of life and whatnot and it must be done. But we have to go back to save our friends and family.
Gatekeeper: I cannot allow that.
Nathan: What…..what if…..I offer you a proposition.
Gatekeeper: I don't like hugs. I was being sarcastic before.
Nathan: No…..something else.
Nathan walks over to him and says his terms for letting them go.
Gatekeeper: Are you serious?
Nathan: Yes.
Gatekeeper: ….I can accept those terms. But it won't be that easy. You will have to do one other thing for me. It is the only way I can send you back.
Nathan: Okay. What is it?
Later, Nathan is driving the car as Elle sleeps in the passenger side. She wakes up, her hair sticking up on one side.
Elle: What happened? Did we croak?
Nathan: Not yet. The Gatekeeper is letting us go back.
Elle: You gave him a hug?
Nathan: Uh, no. We have to do something for him first.
He hands her a list numbered 1-7.
Elle: Why is there only one name on the list?
Nathan: He's our first target.
Elle: Target for what?
Nathan: We have to help him send these souls into the beyond.
Elle: That's a little hypocritical….but being hypocritical is one of my best features. So let's get soul searching!
They drive on.
Elle: Oh, and thanks for getting ME something at Baskin Robbins. Jerk Face!
Back in the land of the living. Bob is racing in the van while Angela attempts to shave using the rear view mirror.
Angela: AS USUAL, that robot nurse was useless. These pills won't go into effect for another 12 hours. I don't have that kind of time…..and why are you taking Pothole Boulevard!?
Bob: There isn't any other street! Do you want me to drive off in the field? Well…maybe I won't have to.
Angela: What are you talking about?
Bob: Someone's sending out a transmission.
Bob turns on the speaker.
Voice: This is Van 24-C. We just picked up a group of possible ability users. FOR THE LAST TIME, WE'RE NOT A MCDONALDS!...What?...We are? Fine….what do you want?! Get the stupid one a Happy Meal. No, I'm not asking them for a specific toy. You're going to get whatever toy they give you and LIKE IT!
Angela: That definitely sounds like that have Matt Parkman. Oh, this is terrible! They captured them and are taking them back to the compound.
Bob: So what happens now?
Angela: We're going to have to break them out.
The van carrying Peter, Micah, Matt, Niki and Hiro pulls into the compound.
Guard: Don't think about trying anything funny. Those handcuffs we have on you automatically inserts a chip in your skin that prevents you from using abilities.
Niki: Ah, nuts…I thought these cuffs hurt for a reason. And can someone check the script? That's twice I've said "Ah, Nuts!" and I'm not letting that be my catchphrase!
Niki turns to Matt.
Matt: HACK! HACK! COUGH!
Niki: You're STILL choking on that card!?
Matt coughs it out.
Matt: WHEW! Nah, I'm good. Man, it's warm in here. Let's ditch this coat.
Matt manages to slip off his jacket. He is wearing a T-Shirt with a picture of Niki on it saying "AH, NUTS!"
Niki (seething): Enjoy the gift of breath for now. That card is going back where it belongs!
Angela and Bob hurriedly make their way into the compound. A guard stops them.
Guard: Hey, you two.
Angela: WHAT!?
Guard: AHH!
Bob: Sorry, she's on edge….she's being hunted by Van Helsing.
Angela: Oh, shush!
Guard: I was told to tell you two to report to the Leader's Office.
Angela: The….Leader?
Guard: Yeah. Probably to get fired. Or not. Who knows? Good luck!
Angela turns back to Bob.
Bob: Promotion!
Angela: Someone who may or may not be Daniel Linderman wants to directly speak with us!?
Bob: Sounds like it.
Angela: This could be bad. Really bad. If he finds out or knows who we…ACK!
Angela feels an arrow go into her arm.
Angela: OW! What the hell!?
She turns around to see Van Helsing reloading.
Angela: GIVE IT A REST, VAN!
He scoffs and runs off.
Angela pulls out the arrow and throws it to the side. She turns back to Bob.
Angela: So yeah….it'll be bad.
To Be Continued.