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Buckingham Palace. A few minutes later.
Lennox and his fellowship prepared for the impending skinhead assault. The skinheads kept banging and cussing as they prepared to strike.
"Come on lads, let's take the lot!" The head skinhead said as the bald headed bigots charged towards the gate. Meanwhile, Zane had found some empty bottles in the rubbish bin and had collected them.
"First volley, fire!" Lennox commanded as the kids began to throw the glass bottles. They hit and shattered against the skinheads who felt the pain of the glass hitting their skin and even drawing blood. The skinheads swore as they tried to pick the glass out of their skin as they reached the gates. Lennox watched in horror as they began to try and scale the iron gages of Buckingham palace. Luckily, Lennox had another trick up his sleeve. He gave the signal to Jonas who took position.
"Second volley, fire!" The ranger announced as everyone began to splash the skinheads so the bowls of scalding hot water. They groaned in agony as their skin was burned by the hot liquid. However, more proceeded to climb up. Luckily, Timothy Laurence, who had a glock 17 pistol on him took aim and picked off those skinheads who managed to evade the heated h2o. Eventually, while Tim was reloading, the force of the skinheads eventually broke through the gate and they came pouring in. They quickly surrounded the royals as the fellowship knew that they were done.
"Sir Lennox, our action?" Skye asked fearfully as Lennox took a breath.
"We know what the skins do with prisoners...we won't be giving them any; we fight to the end." He insisted as he prepared himself to fight his last. Suddenly, Diana broke from the group and pulled the children close to her while she tried to shield them.
"I won't let you harm my fellowship!" She exclaimed as the skinheads gathered around them.
"Fear not warriors, for we shall have earned seats at the banquet of heroes in the sky!" Rupert declared as the fellowship made their last stand.
"Let's cut 'em all!" The lead skin cried out as knives and weapons came out. Before any blows could be struck, the ground seemed to shake. Everyone looked and the first thing that Lennox saw was his older brother Colin screaming and running towards them.
"Colin!" Lennox yelled in relief that his brother was alive. His joy doubled when he saw that chasing Colin were scores of constables.
"Oi, it's the dibbles!" One skinhead shouted, using a derogatory name for the magistrate.
"Let's leg it!" Another shouted as the skinheads who were by this point outnumbered, routed and fled for their lives.
"Victory, glorious victory is ours!" Zane shouted as everyone celebrated. Lennox broke rank and went to embrace his brother.
"How did you survive the beast?" He asked as Colin smiled.
"I battled him for many hours until I vanquished the beast, then the dibbles started to chase me so I legged it." Colin replied as a furious police chief came up to them.
"You know this lad, he's been causing trouble all night!" He shouted as he pointed at the Gandalf look alike. Before Lennox could respond, the princess of Wales walked over, earning a bow from the copper.
"Forgive me for all the trouble constable." Diana said softly. "I've had an unbelievable night and these boys were helping me."
"Pardon me your highness, I did not know that they were with you." He said respectfully. While the coppers took statements from everyone, Lennox was filled with joy. He had received a real life quest and had achieved victory. What more could a bloke ask for?
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