In a dark, wet spot of the sewers, Chris Walker awoke from the sounds of gunfire and explosions. Even after all this time, he still had those same dreams...it reminded him of why he was doing this.

Slowly, the hulking man got up, his chains rattling all the while. He felt a little better now; not fully healed, but he didn't have time to make a full recovery; if what the little pigs were saying was true, tonight was the night The Walrider had been waiting for. He needed to act quickly.

Those four...the ones he attacked back in the Administration Block. One of them was the one they wanted to get down there. He had to kill all of them. Then...the soldiers would come, and his job would be done. Just a little longer…

He heard a splash. Then two. Then three.

Then four.

It was them. No other pigs here would travel in a group that large. It had to be them.

Chris would need to be careful. Those three strange pigs...they were strong. He beat the monster...but the winged pig and the pig with the sword...all together, he couldn't win. He couldn't brute force his way past them…

...but maybe he could pick them off. And to do that…

Chris then reached for the chains on his wrists and knees. Soon, they all rattled to the floor.

...he'd need to be silent.

"Heh, it's funny, this reminds me of The Last Crusade. You know, Indiana Jones?" Miles said as the four waded through the waters of Mount Massive's sewers. "Any of you guys ever seen that movie?"

"Eh, I've heard of it." Sword said. "All I know is that the main character looks kinda like Han Solo."

"Yeah, that makes sense…" Miles said. "Y'know, I wonder if they'd make a movie about this? Miles Upshur and the 5002'nd in: Curse of The Walrider." he chuckled. "Heh, always wanted to be a movie star before I realized I liked being behind the camera instead of in front of it."

"That's interesting, Miles." Aster said, his mind clearly elsewhere.

"...Hey, listen Aster, I-" Miles started.

*splash*

The four froze as they heard a splash behind them.

"You guys...heard that, right?" Miles asked nervously.

"Yeah…" Sword said. "Sounded like it was behind us."

*splash*

"And now it'z clozer." FG said. "Er, Milez, why don't you...take a picture?"

"Yeah, good idea." Miles said as he whipped around, using his camera's night vision mode to see Chris Walker himself walking towards them.

"You won't get away...not this time...Little Pigs…" Chris seethed as he stalked towards the group.

"Fellas? Run." Miles said before he turned back and treaded the waters as fast as he could. "RUN!"

"Seeing as we can't see the bastard...we'll take you up on that!" Sword said as the trio ran after Miles, Chris snarling as he continued to chase them.

"Damnit, we have no way of lighting up this place, no way to see BFG...except Miles' camera!" Sword realized. "Hey, Miles? We're gonna have to try something stupid."

"I'm already in this sewer to begin with. What's one more stupid decision tonight?" Miles asked hypothetically. "Whadda got, Sword?"

"Well…" Sword said as he explained his plan.

Walker could still hear them, but they sounded so far away. But that didn't matter; they wouldn't get away again. All he had to do was sneak up on them. In this darkness, without his rattling chains, there's no way they'd be able to-

"Straight ahead, five feet!"

Chris then felt a gust of wind sweep him off his feet, causing him to fall into the water, though not enough to be submerged. How did the Little Pig know where he was…

"He's in the water! Sword, shock him!"

Chris heard the sparks dancing before the armored pig launched the attack. He managed to get up and run as fast as his legs could carry him, just before the bolt of lightning struck the water, sending shocking waves across a small area.

Chris allowed himself a small sigh of relief before he focused on the pigs. They were able to see him...but how?

"Okay, he went...damn it, one sec! The battery died." the Little Pig said.

Battery? He needed batteries to see where Chris was? How would batteries help...wait. A camera...they had a camera. That's how they could see him.

Chris needed a new plan. He slinked away, scanning the ground, looking for something, anything, he could use.

The four watched as Chris walked away from them, Miles smiling victoriously.

"Hell yeah! That's right, fatass, run away!" Miles laughed. "God, that was easy! Not a bad plan, Storm."

"Yeah, well, keep your eyes open." Sword warned as he kept his sword drawn. "I have a feeling that he's not done yet."

"Hey, as long as we got a minute, what were you going to say before The Walker showed up?" Aster asked their charge.

"Oh, right. I'm...sorry for what I said back in the Prison Block. I was...stressed out, you didn't need to hear that s***." Miles apologized.

"No, it's fine. It was true; I need to stop relying on other people all the time. I have to learn to handle problems on my own." Aster said. "I gotta find my own freedom, like Tulip did."

"Tulip's a free spirit, huh?" Miles asked. "Sounds like a role model for ya."

"Hey, keep checking the area, Milez." FG reminded the reporter.

"Right, right." Miles said as he did so before he got a hit. "Oh hey, there he is. Looks like he's holding a pole...wait, is he gonna-OHMYGOD!"

Miles barely ducked under the pole that Chris threw at him; however, this caused him to lose his grip on the camera, causing it to fall into the water.

"Oh F***! Nononononononononono!" Miles yelled as he got on his knees and tried to find his camera while the three mercs stood in front of him.

"Aster, fire!" Sword called as Aster created a flame that provided a little illumination. The three rapidly scanned the area for any sign of The Walker, to no avail.

"I don't zee him. Do you think he got behind uz?" FG asked.

"No, we would have heard him." Sword replied. "Damnit, where could he have-"

The reason for Sword's cut off had to do with the sight he was taking in as he looked over at FG: Chris, visible in the flickering light of Aster's flame, looming over the Beastman.

Then, before Sword could do so much as warn his teammate, Chris slammed both his hands onto Marty's head, sending him sprawling to the flooded ground. Sword tried to swing his blade at him, but the huge inmate caught his arm mid-swing, before throwing him into the wall...hard, his weapons sent flying from his grasp as he hit his head on the bricks, knocking him out.

Chris then moved onto Aster, the fairy shooting a fire spell at him. To Aster's horror, Walker powered through the flame before he grabbed the former prince by the neck and started choking him.

"Little pigs...you won't get away this time. No escape." Walker said as Aster tried in vain to escape.

Meanwhile, Miles had finally managed to grab his camera and brought it back up, only to see the event taking place before him. Frantically looking around for an answer, he spotted it just within reach. Just as Aster's sight started to go black…

"Hey! Strongfat!" Miles yelled at Walker, who turned to look at him...only to see that he was holding Sword's blade.

"You know what happens when a fat guy's struck by lightning?" Miles asked as he raised the sword over his head before he plunged it into the water. "Let me show you!"

*ZAP!*

At that moment, volts coursed through Walker's body as he yelled in pain, dropping Aster as he roared. After a few seconds, the shock ran its course as Walker stood in place for a moment, then fell to his knees before falling onto his back.

"Is...is he…?" Miles asked as Aster checked his pulse.

"... No. No, he's still alive." Aster said.

"WHAT?! Oh, that is just BULLS***! He got shocked by God knows how much electricity in the water!"

"That's a good point, but I think I have a counter: Magic lighting."

"...Magic is bulls***." Miles said flatly.

"Sometimes." Aster agreed as he went over to where Sword was unconscious. "Come on, we need to get Sword and Marty out of here. The Male Ward can't be that much farther."

"Right, right. With any luck, our overgrown zombie will sleep off the shock the rest of the night." Miles said as he picked up Marty while After picked up Sword. "Oh sure, stick me with the heavier one…"

The two then carried them away from the scene... unaware of the dark shadow watching them.

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