A/N: Hey...not much to say for once. Just read, review and enjoy. Oh, and one more thing...CHECK OUT MY STORY ENTITLED 'AND SHE GETS DISCOURAGED' don't sleep on it...it's gonna be a good one. Well at least I think so...LET'S BEGIN!
Disclaimer: TRIGGER MIKE THE GREAT DOES NOT OWN THE BOONDOCKS...obviously.
Chapter 14: The Final Assault Begins!
The huge grandfather clock chimed eight times indicating to the crew it was eight A.M. Cookie decided to cook breakfast with assistance from Cindy, Sunshine and Jazmine. Riley wolfed down his pancakes with syrup oozing from the corner of his mouth.
"Wipe your mouth." Carmela moaned using a napkin to wipe the younger Freeman's mouth.
"You ain't mah mama!" he pushed her hand out the way to retrieve another pancake.
"These are good, thanks ladies!" Caesar said giving two thumbs of approval to the four chefs.
"Ladies, as in everyone except for Carmela." Sunshine snickered.
"Oh shut the hell up." Carmela folded her arms. "You guys let me oversleep."
Huey watched the sparks fly between the two girls as he took a spoonful of Cheerios to his mouth. "Can you two fight after we get this mission over with?"
"Huey's got a point." Jazmine added her two cents. "Right now, we all need to unite and fight the power!"
"But now we gotta get our grub on!" Caesar stuck his fork into a pancake on Cindy's plate.
Cindy then used her fork to stab Caesar's hand, causing the Brooklyn native to yelp. It also caused him to drop her pancake. Using the same fork she stabbed her man with, she retrieved the pancake and pour some rich buttermilk syrup on it.
"Eat well, cherries." Cookie took a bite from her plate. "Juan told me before I came here that if I was to fail the mission he was going to come personally and end this."
"Juan ain't shit." Carmela snorted. "If I took down Mario, I can down his bitch ass brotha too!"
"And it's that attitude that got us here now…" Cindy groaned.
"Shut up, whitey!"
"I will when you learn to shut yo legs." Cindy retorted.
Carmela felt her blood begin to boil as the token white girl continued to taunt her.
"I'm sick and tired of you actin' like you're da shit just cuz you use to gangbang!" Cindy shouted. "You're the reason our lives are in jeopardy! Do you not understand?"
"Cindy." Riley warned. "Calm da hell down!"
"How the hell can you defend her?" Cindy started to laugh. "When you've got a beautiful girl like Sunshine offering you ALL of her love and not just some of it to hide a secret?"
"Whatchu mean?"
"She means to mind her business." Carmela then walked up to Cindy.
"Oh just cuz you got dem braces on doesn't I won't break this size nine up yo Latin ass!"
"Don't talk about it." Carmela shoved Cindy out of her chair. "Be about it!"
Just as Carmela was about to bring her fist into Cindy's face, Huey grabbed his niece's mother and yanked her away from the fighting blonde.
"That was a bitch move." Cindy muttered as Caesar helped her off the floor.
Riley just looked in shame as he saw Huey restraining his baby mother. Cookie just rolled her eyes and walked over to Riley.
"Should have stayed with Sunshine." Cookie hummed.
A couple of minutes later…
Both girls cooled off and were allowed to be in the same room again. The room remained more quiet than a library until the sound of a woman moaning caught everyone off guard.
"DING-DONG!" Thugnificent's whorebell girl moaned seductively.
"That's disturbing." Jazmine shook her in disapproval.
Huey looked at the door suspiciously and pulled out his walkie-talkie. All eyes were on Huey as he spoke into the receiver.
"Rummy, who's at the main door?" Huey asked.
"Hold on Afro, I'll tell you right now." Rummy answered back. "Okay, it's that rich kid. from Woodcrest Hills."
"Copy that." Huey sighed with relief and opened the door slowly. "What can I do for you, Bif?"
"Huey, good chap!" Bif started. "I've come to personally thank you for saving my friends and myself from peril yesterday."
"You could have thanked me over the phone, ya know?" Huey said.
"I tried that. You did not answer so I had Marcos track your location down via GPS."
"Interesting, is Marcos with you?" a light bulb appeared over Huey's head.
"No he's back on the estate, why?" Bif began to dig through his pockets.
"I need his help, bring him to us."
"Your wish is my command, Huey Freeman." Bif then tossed Huey a set of keys. "These are the keys to your brand new 2009 Nissan GT-R."
The revolutionary open the huge doors all the way to see a beautiful metallic black sports car. Everyone in the room gasped at the sight of the exotic import exclusively from Japan. Now Huey wasn't a big fan of materialistic things but he had to admit this car was stunning. It was his car now!
"You can definitely tell that car belongs to Huey." Caesar pointed the side of the car. "It's got a black panther decal on it!"
On both sides of the car, a picture of a pouncing black panther decorated adding to car's uniqueness. Huey and Jazmine ran towards to car to examine it better. Meanwhile an upset Freeman brother crossed his arms and sucked his teeth.
"Wait a goddamn second!" Riley injected. "How da hell Huey gets a balla car and I don't get anything! MY CAR GOT BLOWN DA FUCK UP FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!"
"Quit bein' a hater, Reezy." Cindy teased. "I'm sure after we kill that snake, Juan. We can get a new car for ya."
"Huey?" Jazmine flicked a loose curl from out of her face. "Why is the steering wheel on the passenger's side?"
"What?" Huey ran over to Jazmine and noticed she was right indeed. Smacking his forehead, he stared at Bif who had a sweat drop forming at the back of his head. "How the hell you expect me to drive this? It's illegal over here anyways…"
"Actually that car is completely illegal over here." Caesar said.
"This is a Nissan GT-R, not the Skyline GT-R." Bif corrected the dreadhead. "This is the model that replaced the Skyline and this car is actually produced here in United States. I just thought Huey would prefer the Japanese version, equipped with more horsepower."
"Maybe if I was into street racing." Huey said. "But if you can just get the steering wheel, gas and brake pedals over to the left side of the car, we'll be good."
"Okay, I'll take it to the shop later on today." Bif took the keys back from Huey. "I'll be back with Marcos in about twenty minutes, alright?"
"Okay." Huey then walked back into the manor with Jazmine hot on his heels.
Meanwhile on the rooftop…
"I think it's time for us to get our reward!" Ed sat down. "I'm horny as a motherfucka!"
"Too much information, Ed!" Rummy shouted. "Even though I'm kinda horny too…"
"Well what the fuck we waitin' for? Let's tell Riley that job has been done!"
"What job?" a voice asked.
Ed and Rummy turned around to only be shot in the chest courtesy of someone's W1200 shotgun. The shot was so powerful; it sent both ex-marines off the three-story roof. Luckily the side of the roof they fell off was where Thugnificent's backyard was located. So instead of landing on the ground with a thud, they landed in the pool with a huge splash.
The figure on the rooftop looked over and silently cursed as they noticed they didn't finish their job. However, clearing the rooftop gave some leeway for them to complete the main objective.
"Okay Juan, I've cleared the rooftop to secure your landing. What time will you make it to the LZ (landing zone)?"
"We should be there in twenty minutes." Juan said. "Now make sure no one kills anybody until I get there, copy?"
"Roger." the figure end the conversation. "Well first I think I should find Carmela, I've got to see her personally before she gets killed."
Meanwhile downstairs…
Everyone with the exception of Cookie were sitting inside the game room, enjoying each other's company because they knew today could be the end for any of them. Caesar and Huey were playing foosball.
"So how was it?" Caesar asked over the clatters of the plastic men on the foosball table.
"Why are you asking me this while she right over there?" Huey growled, pointing to Jazmine who was in deep conversation with Cindy.
"I bet you they are talking about the same exact thing." Caesar wiggled his eyebrows. "I mean look how happy Jazmine is. The spark in her eyes, the tint of red growing on her cheeks, her jungle hair looking wilder than ever."
Taking advantage of Caesar who was more focused on talking than playing, Huey twist the knobs of his front line of men causing them to kick the ball straight into Caesar's goal.
"That's one point for me." Huey switched the scoreboard to reward himself a point.
"Oh that ain't even right, Big Hue." Caesar smiled. "But back to the original question at hand, how was dat azz?"
"Are you Michael Caesar?" Huey placed the ball back into the center and knocked it into play. "Because I really think you're just my annoying little brother wearing a Caesar mask."
"You wish." Caesar knocked the ball to the opposite side of the field. "I'm just sayin, from what we heard…"
"I still should have turned you three into mince meat last night."
"But you didn't because you love us." Caesar smirked, twisting the knob and accidentally knocking the ball backwards instead of forward. "SHIT!"
Quickly noticing his mistake, Caesar used his goalie to send the ball back towards Huey's goal. Sweat began to form on both of the teens' heads as they game started to get a little more intense. After a few exchanges back and forth, Caesar finally saw an opening and shot the ball through the gap to receive his first point of the game.
"Oh yeah!" he chanted. "IS BROOKLYN IN DA HOUSE?"
"Boy hush!" Cindy barked.
"Hater…" Caesar muttered underneath his breath.
Meanwhile Jazmine and Cindy were having a conversation of their own.
"I still can't believe you and Huey knocked boots!"
"Made love." Jazmine corrected.
"Not from the way you was ridin' him…you was ridin' him like a rodeo show!" Cindy did the signature hand gesture of riding a bull. "And gurl you was moanin like a porn star…"
Jazmine didn't say anything as she felt her face become hotter than the sun.
"I wonder how Tom is gonna take all of this, ya know?"
"Uh oh…" Jazmine said in a worried tone. "I forgot all about daddy! I mean my mom always told me that it was okay if I decided to have sex as long as I protected myself, but daddy is a whole different story."
"Well he won't get that mad because it's only Huey."
Flashback… Huey yawned and looked at Jazmine's Hello Kitty digital clock. It read '8:30AM'. He then looked down at Jazmine who was sound asleep on his bare chest. Huey had taken his shirt off right before they went to sleep. Becoming bored by the chirps of the morning birds, he slowly began to massage her back. Her skin was soft like a baby's bottom. Huey traced his index finger up and down her spine. Her eyes slowly opened. "Good morning…" Jazmine yawned. Even though she had just woke up her emerald eyes sparkled in joy of seeing her man. "Good morning." Huey said putting his hands behind his neck. "How are feeling?" "Great, just enjoying my new bed!" she giggled, tracing her fingers around his abs. "Did you know they say real love takes its victim by surprise?" Huey asked his lover. "Oh yes!" she clapped her hands. "I heard that in a song before." "Oh really? Who's the artist?" "Georgia Anne Muldrow." "…" Huey stared at Jazmine blankly. "What? That's the artist's name!" she exclaimed. The mulatto then shot up from her position on top of Huey. "Alright, alright, ALRIGHT! So what are you sitting up for?" "Cuz I hear something…" Suddenly the door flew open to reveal District Attorney Thomas DuBois. "HUEY FREEMAN WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING IN MY LITTLE GIRL'S BED?!" "Mr. DuBois, it's not what it looks like…" Huey said jumping out of the bed, with Jazmine in hot pursuit. Jazmine had on Huey's combat shirt, which fitted her like a dress. "Jazmine, you better have underwear on under there!" It was almost like you could see actual steam coming out of Tom's ears. "Yes daddy…" she said in fear. No one ever heard Tom sound this furious ever since he was possessed by Stinkmeaner. Maybe a little bit of Stinkmeaner is still inside of him… "Now what exactly is the meaning of this?!" "Well daddy, I didn't wanna be alone last night so I asked Huey if he wanted to spend the night." "And have sexual relations?!" Tom yelled. "No, never…daddy can't you see I love this man?!" "That's no excuse missy!" Tom then sighed. "But since I love you and know Huey pretty well…just don't let it happen again." his frown then transformed into a semi-smile. "Thanks daddy!" she hugged and kissed her father on the cheek. Tom looked deep into Huey's eyes. "You better treat my PRINCESS like a QUEEN!" "Of course, Mr. DuBois." Huey laughed in his mind. He couldn't take Tom serious even with all the bass he was using in his voice. "Okay now go throw on a shirt!" Huey chuckled at Tom's comment. "I'm serious…" he said tapping his foot. End Flashback… 'But since I love you and know Huey pretty well…just don't let it happen again'
"No offense and all but yo pops is a pussy. He won't do anything but yell and then five seconds later beg for forgiveness."
This caused the mixed girl to chuckle a little bit. She did have a point Tom would get angry and then realized either he overreacted or he hurt someone's feelings, so the karma comes back and harms him.
"You've got a point, Cindy." Jazmine nodded her head. "But this is something different. Huey took my innocence away, he deflowered me…"
"And you loved it! I mean you're eighteen, old enough to vote, buy cigs, legally buy and watch porn and you're worried about what Mr. Dubois has to say? I mean if he gets crunk you could always leave the house and live with Hu…" Cindy then remembered that Huey was technically homeless for the time being. "I mean wit ya gurl!"
"Guess whose back?" Cookie sang as she walked into the room with a flatbed full of duffel bags.
"Yo, when exactly did ya leave?" Cindy placed her hands on her hips.
"Well after breakfast, I decided to take a little joyride." Cookie played with her fingers. "Do any of you own a pink Jetta?"
Jazmine slowly raised her hand like a five-year old on their first day of pre-school. Cookie placed a hand up to her face and laughed behind it, almost as in she was trying to hide her laughter. "Sorry gurl…I kinda hotwired ya ride."
"It's okay?" Jazmine shrugged in a confused matter. Cindy just slapped her forehead and walked over to the flatbed full of equipment.
"What's in these bags?" she asked.
"Some clothes, armor and some tools of destruction!" Cookies opened one bag and toss the materials to Jazmine. "Here ya go!"
Jazmine caught the clothes and look at them with a sour look on her face.
"Why are we dressing like assassins?"
"Not assassins more like people who don't want to be killed by a gunshot wound." Cookie smiled.
"Well you ain't gotta tell me twice!" Cindy grabbed a bag and walked to the closest bathroom.
Caesar noticed the disappearance of his girlfriend and abandoned his lopsided game against Huey. The score was Huey 7, Caesar 2 and that pretty much made him lose all interest in the game.
"Where's Cindy and what's up with the duffel bags?" Caesar eyed the mysterious bags.
"Armor." Cookie smirked.
"Ah-ha! Just what we needed!" Caesar grabbed a bag and followed where he saw Cindy head off to.
"Baby Huey, I got some lightweight armor for you, especially." Cookie handed a special bag to Huey. "In your bag, I packed a special clip so you attach Black Thought to your back."
"Thanks." Huey took the bag.
"No problem, where's Sunshine, Carmela, Riley and those two white boys?"
"Sunshine is taking a bath, Carmela is probably cleaning her pistol and Ed and Rummy are still on the roof."
"Can you come escort me up to the roof, Baby Huey?" she asked sweetly. Huey just nodded his head.
Jazmine cleared her throat, gaining the two's attention. "I think I'll tag along too, I've never been on the roof before."
"Me either." Huey admitted. "I bet it's a nice view of the street from up there though."
"Nice and romantic." Jazmine sighed dreamily.
"Maybe…" Huey wrapped his arms around her waist.
Cookie smiled at the two lovers and grabbed two duffel bags and followed as they lead the way. After going up numerous flights of endless steps they finally arrived to the rooftop of Thugnificent's Manor. Huey was definitely right about the view, it was outstanding. The three teens absorbed the atmosphere until Cookie made an observation.
"I thought you said those snipers were up here…" Cookie looked around and noticed their was no one in sight.
"Leave it to those two dumbasses to slack on the job." Huey growled.
Jazmine began to feel a disturbance in the area. Maybe it was just the gas building in her body from the pancakes. Whatever it was, it didn't feel good.
"I guess we came up for nothing." Cookie sighed.
"You came up to surrender a close family member of mine!" a figure shouted from his hiding spot.
Huey instantly unsheathed Black Thought and looked around for the owner of the rough voice. As he moved the sword around, it gleamed brightly, ready to pierce someone or something. Jazmine looked over her shoulder to see the owner of the voice throwing a barrel in her direction. Jazmine did a quick revolution and extended her foot to knock the barrel out of harms way.
"You must think this is Donkey Kong!" Cookie yelled.
The figure hopped out to the center of the roof, despite being surrounded by Huey, Jazmine and Cookie his posture showed no fear.
"I'll ask again, where's Carmela?" the figure growled.
When no one spoke up, the figure got into a fighting stance. Huey let out a small laugh and placed Black Thought back into its holder. Jazmine held her grounds, Cookie simply let her guard down completely.
"Come on you really think you take on all three of-" before Cookie could even finish her sentence, the figure's left foot was slammed into Cookie's face.
Huey gasped as he saw the figure use his lightning speed to get behind Jazmine.
"Watch out!" Huey shouted.
Jazmine barely dodged the soaring elbow from the figure. This mystery fighter let out a chuckle and began throw quick jabs at the mulatto who was blocking them. She successfully blocked each fist and finally caught one and twisted his wrist.
"You're strong…" the figure whined in pain. "But it's gonna take more than that!"
The figure then head butted Jazmine causing her to fly upwards. Huey looked on in shock as he witnessed the figure then hop into the air and use both of his fists to pound Jazmine back to the ground. She bounced onto the ground and made a small crater on the roof.
"Too easy." the figure laughed. "C'mon…you can get yours too!"
Huey's eyes turned into slits of hate as he threw a right hook which connected perfectly. The attack hit but the figure's face remained still untouched somehow. The attack had no effect!
"That girl hits harder than you." he pointed to Jazmine who was trying to get back up.
The figure then pulled a stun grenade from off of his body armor and tossed it back towards Jazmine. She noticed the black cylinder flying towards her from the corner of her eye. Using quick reflexes, she caught the stun grenade and tossed it back to the sender. Once it reached the figure it exploded totally disorienting the mystery fighter. Huey smirked at Jazmine causing her to blush as he mouthed the words 'thank you.'
Huey then approaching the stunned assailant and deliver a body blow, actually phasing the figure a little. Still being stunned, the figure swung his fists wildly as Huey nimbly dodged the sluggish attacks. Cookie, who finally recovered from the kick to the face hopped into the air and became horizontal. Using both of her feet, she pushed her feet into the figure's face sending him flying backwards. Huey followed up by running in front of the figure and using his closed fist to catch him from flying off the rooftop. The fist went straight in the ribs and actually cracked the body armor the figure was wearing.
"Good catch…we need him alive." Cookie pulled out a USP .45 pistol. "Now…who sent you? Better yet, where's Juan?"
"He's closer than you think." he coughed some blood onto Cookie's beautiful face.
She retaliated by pistol-whipping the figure breaking his nose on impact. Blood was now escaping from two parts of his masked face. Cookie yanked him by the collar and took the pistol off safety. "I don't like repeating myself…tell me exactly where Juan is."
"Shit if I know, I'm not his keeper." the figure spat.
Meanwhile Huey ran over to Jazmine to check on her conditions. She had some scratches, cuts and bruises but she was still able to function normally.
"This guy is serious business." Jazmine said, observing a cut on her right hand.
"Go in the corner and change into the armor." Huey instructed.
"I don't want no one to see my body!" Jazmine shrieked.
"Jazmine, this is a life or death situation and you care if someone sees your assets?"
"Well…just closed your eyes."
Huey closed his eyes, but couldn't help but take a tiny peek.
"CLOSE EM!" she shouted.
Cookie was still trying to get some answers before it was too late. The figure just continued to dance around the question of Juan's whereabouts.
"Just stop askin'…" the figure offered. "Maybe you'll live longer not knowing his whereabouts."
"What do you mean?"
The figure at this point didn't care about Juan's orders, he had to kill Carmela. However, he first had to get through the girl holding a pistol to his forehead. Feeling confident in dodging death's bullet, he spat in Cookie's eyes to temporarily blind her. She dropped her weapon to shield her eyes. That's when he withdrew his shotgun and pointed for the light brown caramel beauty's chest. Just as his fingers rest on the trigger, seven shots rang out causing Huey and Jazmine to look at the scene before them.
"I always wanted you to die, but I never thought I'd really have to do it." Carmela blew the smoke away from her Desert Eagle.
Carmela then walked over to the figure she fired her shots at and noticed he was still standing, even though two of the bullets broke through the armor. Cookie finally regained her vision and noticed that the figure was holding a shotgun aimed towards her.
"Kill him!" Cookie shouted to Carmela.
"I can't…" she whispered.
Carmela then kicked the figure in the head causing him to fumble his shotgun and fall to the ground. Blood began to escape all of his wounds, causing a massive pool of blood to form around him.
"Carmela, you know this person?" Jazmine came out from her hiding spot on the rooftop.
"Yes I do. Very dear to me as a child, but as I got older I hated him with a passion."
"B-bitch!" the figure coughed. "You ruined our familia! You got dad in jail, Marisol is dead and mom has lost her fuckin' mind!"
"HECTOR?!" Huey and Jazmine gasped.
Carmela pulled the ski mask to reveal that it was indeed her own flesh and blood, Hector. Those crimson eyes, spiky brown hair and trimmed goatee indeed proved this was her brother.
"It's all good baby sis, Juan is gonna fuck all of you up!" Hector laughed. "Even if you survive, just know you ruined our whole family. You have no more family after I die!"
Carmela's eyes began to water at the horrify truth. However she then picked up Hector's W1200 and aimed for Hector's head. Just as her trigger finger rested on the switch that could end Hector's life, a smoke grenade was deployed. In all the confusion, no one could see what was going on except for Jazmine, who had pulled her gas mask down.
"I can breathe, but still can't see!" she then noticed three figures running over towards where Carmela was.
One figure punched Carmela in the face, while another grabbed the extremely wounded Juan. The last figure seemed to be placing some kind of explosive on the ground. Jazmine ran over to the figure and elbowed him in the neck, knocking him out instantly. She then noticed it was indeed a bomb in a briefcase. She panicked as she noticed their was a timer on it. The smoke was finally starting to clear away, the figures including the one Jazmine nailed retreated. Jazmine cursed silently as she let them get away. The only thing that mattered right now was there was a bomb set to explode in twenty seconds.
"Huey!" Jazmine cried.
"What the hell?" Huey noticed Jazmine holding the bomb. "Gimme that!"
Huey instantly began to sweat bullets as he noticed the timer read twelve seconds. The bomb was built inside of a breifcase. The only way to aim and disarm the bomb was by entering a code into the cell phone mounted in the middle of the deadly explosive.
"Dial 3383789!" Cookie panicked.
Huey dialed the sequence as he watched the mad face on LCD screen of the cell phone convert into a happy face. He sighed with relief as the bomb timer stopped at three seconds. Carmela her chin as it ached from the punch delivered to her face. Cookie noticed that the only thing that remained of Hector was his blood.
"You let him get away!" Cookie yelled. "Now we're fucked!"
"Shit, they threw that smoke!" Carmela sighed. "Then sucker punched mah ass!"
"Girl, boo." Cookie sucked her teeth. "Okay team, let's get back into the house."
"Good job finding the bomb, Jaz." Huey pecked Jazmine on the lips.
Back inside…
After the ordeal on the roof, everyone was armored from head to toe. They all also equipped with weapons that would help them survive. Everyone was carrying a silenced M9 pistol with the exception of Carmela, who was still using her pink Desert Eagle.
"Everyone has a primary weapon that fits them best, right?" Cookie asked.
"Yes." they all said in unison.
Huey had his trusty katana, Black Thought. Jazmine had a crossbow, Pink Desire (A/N: Cheesy I know, but this Jazmine we are talking about) that Huey gave to her for her fifteenth birthday. Caesar had the M1014 combat shotgun he found earlier. Riley was wielding dual Mini-Uzis. Carmela was using an AK-47 grenadier. Cookie was using an MP5SD. Sunshine was the only person not possessing a primary weapon.
"I don't know how to use anything that can kill someone." Sunshine said.
"Well you use the forklift at work, and that can kill someone." Riley snickered.
"Shut up!" Sunshine laughed. "Okay, I guess this is for self-defense."
"Okay, here's a simple one." Cookie dug into a duffel bag and pulled out a Skorpion with a silencer attached on. "And with this silencer attached, you'll be quieter and less likely to be spotted."
"Okay." she chirped placing the gun into her holster.
Meanwhile a couple of rooftops away…
The view from this particular roof gave the perfect advantage to any major Thugnifcent fans. You could see everything from this angle, all the windows were exposed from this vantage point. A man had his sights on Cookie's head. The sniper laughed as he took another draft from his cigarette. He then zoomed in as the crosshairs lined up with her forehead. Juan continued to adjust the zoom of ACOG sniper scope to his R700.
"You know, I want her to suffer for betraying us." Juan spoke to his three comrades.
He then readjusted his aim for her leg and took a deep breath to steady his aim. Counting to three he fired his shot and watched it whiz across the neighborhood.
Back inside…
Cookie was explaining to Sunshine how to use her weapon and suddenly a loud shot rang out. Sunshine who was standing right next to Cookie witnessed probably the most gruesome thing she'd ever see in her life. She watched as the bullet connected perfectly with Cookie's kneecap. The bullet easily penetrated and made her kneecap blow out similar to someone's tire running over a nail in the road. Everyone literally heard her kneecap pop as they watched tons of blood, skin and bone fragments fly all of the place like confetti. Huey just grabbed one of the sniper rifles from the bag and aimed to where the shot came from. He saw four figures standing on a rooftop laughing triumphantly. He observed that of the four, only one was unmasked and holding the gun that did the damage. Taking a deep breath, he steadily aimed the Barrett .50 cal at the head of the man who apparently shot Cookie. Huey prayed that his iron lungs would come handle now…
Will Huey connect and avenge Cookie? Could this one shot end everything before it starts? Find out in Chapter 15: Sonic Boom
A/N: You know what to do! The whole world is watchin' and countin' on YOU! Please review...I noticed this story has gotten about 800 hits this month, which means I might have a lot of secret fans/haters. OH AND DON'T FORGET TO VOTE ON MY POLL WHICH ACTUALLY BE CLOSED THIS COMING FRIDAY.