Hello comrades, Kv-135 is back with a new chapter. I am going to be asking you a question. What is your hobby? Write in the comments below. Here's another one, oh, Kv-44 is telling me to get on with it. Fine then, lets continue with the story.
Morok's POV
Those bastards are going to pay for that. When my comrades find me, it's going to be game over for them. Well, if they find me. But they will, right?
Meanwhile in the United Nations fortress….
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU CAN'T FIND HIM, YOU ABSOLUTELY FREAKING HAVE TO," Duke yelled into the phone before slamming it down. "Where the hell has Morok disappeared off," Duke quietly thought to himself. His phone started to ring, he picked it up. "Hello, WHAT, you found him! Well, what are you waiting for, send Iron Dragon and a group of tanks to escort him back," Duke spoke hurriedly into the receiver.
Morok's POV
I woke up again, not making a squeak. Then a great voice boomed all around me, "So you have woken up." I replied, "Who are you?" "Hey pal, I am asking the questions here, anyway, let's get down to business, who are you and why were you spying on us," the voice continued. "NONE OF YOUR BLOODLY BUSINESS," I screamed. "When my friends find me, your screwed," so let me go and no one gets hurt. "OH, you're a feisty one, we're really never going to let you go," the great voice chuckled. "Then I'm afraid you're doomed," I said sadly. And right on cue the wall behind me went BOOM.
A cliffhanger, what happens next, can anyone guess?