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SAMURAI BOOMER
EPISODE 4:
CAPTIVE
By Secret7

Boomer was in a dark room. There was no light except for a crack in the door in front of him. From that light, he could see a bit of the room. He was strapped to an operating table, unable to get loose, and in a room painted all white. He looked all around. There were devices of all kind, and all of them looked sinister. He shivered. He didn't want to die.
The lights came on, one at a time. A doctor walked in.
"I've heard a lot about you, child."
"Let me go! Where's Jack?" he yelled, trying to pull loose.
"In the prison area, awaiting execution." (Boomer gasped) "But for now, I wish to perform a few...tests." The doctor said. There was a dark gleam in his eye.
"Let...me...OUT!" Boomer screamed.
"Do you really think I'm that stupid? Besides, we have work to do." The doctor walked up to one of the tools, a long metal rod covered in lights, and picked it up.
"This won't hurt a bit."
"Really?"
"No. It will hurt like hell."
The doctor pressed a green button, and moved the rod all across Boomer's body. A feeling of horrible pain came over him.
"Scans indicate an extraordinary amount of power for any being, including powerful durability and an interesting skeletal structure," droned a voice.
"Wait till I get out of these! I'm going to make YOUR skeletal structure interesting!" he yelled, pulling at the restraints again.
"Besides the fact that I doubt you have any hope of escape, I believe you have a choice to make. You will either SHUT UP and comply, or I will giveve you the ultimate in pain." shouted the doctor.
"JACK!!!!! HELP!!!!!" Boomer screamed.
"It won't do any good. No one can hear you scream."

Jack heard him scream from his cell. He was sure it was Boomer. He stared around at the guard, holding his sword. If only he could get it...
He closed his eyes. He needed to concentrate on the sword. He felt that Boomer was in danger. And he felt the powerful presence of the sword in the guard's hands. He grabbed it in his mind, grasping it with all of his strength. The guard gasped as the sword flew into Jack's hands. He opened his eyes, and in an instant, cut through the bars of the cell.
"You will take me to the boy," he said.
The guard shook in fear.
"Y-yes sir."

"You know what this medicine does?" asked the doctor, holding up a syringe. "It sends messages of pain throughout your body. I want to see its effect on you. It could be...interesting."
Boomer fainted.
"Now, time for some fun.." the doctor began.
The door slammed open, and the doctor dropped his syringe. In tattered, battle-worn clothes stood the samurai, grasping his sword.
"Let the boy go," he said calmly. "Or there will be...danger."
"That's a threat." Laughed the mad doctor. "You were about to miss something interesting. You won't now," he said, picking up another syringe full of the liquid. "Don't worry. Your friend is alive. But he's about to be in the most pain he'll ever feel during his lifetime," he brought the needle closer.
"You wouldn't," said Jack.
"I would. Unless...you give up."
Jack stood there.
"So, what's it gonna be? Pain for the boy, or your precious war against Aku lost?" he asked. "Throw down your sword."
"Alright." Jack said calmly. He took a deep breath and threw down the sword. Into the syringe.
The liquid spilled into the doctor's mouth as he yelled in pain.
"Boomer?!? Are you alright?" he asked.
He was out cold still. Jack picked him up, and began to run out of the door. Suddenly, he heard a deafening noise: Someone had activated the alarm. It was time to run. He ran through the hallway, turning to the left.
"STOP!" yelled a soldier. "You--"
There was a flash of light and the soldier was on the ground, lying.
Jack looked ahead. The emergency exit was right there. Right ahead. All he had to do was reach it...
"YOU THERE! STOP!" shouted some soldiers from behind. Jack ignored them. He burst through the door, and found where it lead: Outside. And he was up 70 feet in the air.
"Boomer! Wake up! Get us out of here!" yelled Jack. It was no use. He was still out cold. He closed his eyes. It was all over.
Or maybe...
Jack was about 30 feet from the ground when he pulled out his sword.
20 when he turned it into towards the wall.
10 when he stabbed it in.
There was a loud screeching noise, and he found himself 3 feet away from certain death. He pulled his word out of the tower, and dropped 3 feet down to the ground.
"Boomer, please wake up." Jack said. "Please."
Boomer opened his eyes slowly.
"Where am I anyway?" he asked.
"We..." Jack began, and looked around. They appeared to be in a deep forest, somewhere far from the city. "I honestly do not know, child."
"Well...er..." Boomer began.
"Well what?" asked Jack.
"Last time I eat chili for breakfast."