SAMURAI BOOMER:
CHAPTER 2
By Secret7

The two had wandered through the desert for a couple hours, then stopped at an oasis to train.
"Boomer, the point of meditation is to relax." Jack said calmly. "And, quite frankly, you're not."
Boomer was hovering, with his eyes closed, meditating. Whispering:
"PPG suck...PPG suck...PPG suck..." There was anger in his voice.
"Boomer? Are you alright?" asked Jack.
Boomer suddenly opened his eyes. "Um, yeah, I was just..."
"Picturing killing these 'PowerPuff Girls?" he asked.
Boomer stared blankly.
"How did you--"
"You must control your anger. Do not let it control you." Jack said. "I had a very bad run in with my anger once..."
"Run in? How can you have a run in with your anger?"
"It's a long story. Now concentrate," ordered Jack.
There was a slow silence. But it was over abruptly. The sound of metallic creatures walking filled the area. The sound of death itself.
"Boomer, wake up. They're coming." he said.
"Wh-wha?"
"Look."
Boomer stared at the desert from where they had came. It was turning black. He used microvision. It wasn't turning black. They were metallic insects. Robots.
"We can't fight them! RUN!" Jack yelled.
Boomer suddenly grabbed Jack, picking him up through the air as dunes zipped by. Something was on the horizon.
"What is that?" asked Boomer.
"That's one of Aku's cities." he said.
"Great. That's the last place we want to be." Boomer muttered, as he landed and let Jack down. They looked around at their new city surroundings. All around them was towering black buildings.
"Little one...You shouldn't have brought us here..." Jack muttered.
"Why not?" asked Boomer, smiling. "I mean, Aku can't have cameras everywhere, can he?"
"No. But he can see all. And—I think we've been seen." said Jack.
"What makes you say that?" Boomer asked.
"That." He pointed at a figure in the shadows. The figure walked forward.
"Aku sends his regrets for your deaths," he simply said. He was wearing all black, and held a gun. He didn't even look human.
"Aku will never get a chance to see our deaths," Jack replied.
"No, I believe all 12 of us will send you to your grave." said the figure, and out of the shadows walked 11 other men.
"Umm...Jack?" Boomer whispered, "Are you sure about that 'Aku never sees our deaths' part?"
"On the count of three, we fight." said Jack.
"3"
"2"
"1"
Jack leapt forward; grabbing is sword out in mid air, and falling on one of the warriors with his sword. Boomer flied forward, slamming his fist into a warrior, and then pulling it out as its body disappeared. One of the enemies pulled a gun out and shot Boomer in the chest, it naturally bounced off.
"Bring it on, sissy!" Boomer said, sticking his tongue out. Suddenly, he kicked him high into the air. "Straight into the sun, right Jack? Jack?"
He looked around, seeing Jack being held at gunpoint with Aku's demons.
"Turn yourselves in or die." the warrior demanded.
"The...Sword..." Jack managed to get out.
"SHUT UP!" yelled one of the warriors, slapping Jack. He was distracted, and suddenly saw a sword going through him. "Wha?...uh..."
Boomer grinned, and quickly grabbed Jack, handing him his sword.
"Let's finish these punks," Boomer said.
Boomer flew down, blasting two enemies with heat vision, tearing them to cloth pieces. Jack sliced another several in half, and the battle raged on as Boomer slammed two of the warriors on the head, cracking their heads.
"Now THIS is violence!" yelled Boomer, kicking an enemy in the shin, then throwing him into the wall.
"Remember, young one, it is not the violence that matters. That is what got you into this situation," he said, stabbing an enemy in the heart, "It is what you are trying to achieve."
Boomer stopped, as did Jack, their work done.
"We need a place to rest," said the samurai.
Boomer nodded. "Hey look! Over there!" he said, pointing to an old shed. "It ain't Mojo's place, but it'll do!"
"Whoever this Mojo is, anything is better than this," muttered Jack.
The two walked inside the shed, as it grew dark.
"Hey Jack?"
"Yes?"
"Tell me about one of your adventures."
Jack smiled.
This boy is almost becoming like a son to me, he thought to himself.
"Well, once, when I was just a child like you are, I saw a samurai for the first time..."

Jack stared at Boomer peacefully. He was asleep now, after hearing about the exciting battle Jack had seen.
Why do I help this child? I would help any child, but why this one? Maybe it's because he still has a childhood, which I never had. All of my training stopped any chance of having friends. I can't let it happen again, Jack thought to himself.
He found a comfortable position and went to sleep.