(A/N: I am REALLY sorry that I couldn't update this for sooooooo really
long. First, I lost all ability to access the internet. THEN (Lucky me...) I
got a virus. The virus is gone (I hope...) and I can access the internet now,
so FINALLY I get to post this! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OK, OK, I'll write now...)
SAMURAI BOOMER
Episode 8
Showdown (Part 2)
By Secret7
Boomer walked through the dark halls.
"Jeez, I wasn't expecting some 'Townsville' place, but this is
pretty grim." Boomer muttered, looking around. "This calls for some
infra-red vision..."
Immediately things got clearer. He was walking through a hallway, and
didn't really like the looks of it. Which is the ultimate
understatement. Surrounding the black painted were glass tubes on the
walls, inside each of them were skeletons. Each had a name on them.
"'Thomas Jameson the Brave'..." Boomer whispered. He suddenly realized
what these were: trophies. Hideous skeletons of those Aku had killed.
Boomer shivered, but none the less continued to walk down the hall.
Then he saw them. Two glass tubes, empty. It wasn't what they were
that disturbed him. It was what they said:
"SAMURAI JACK"
"BOOMER"
"Oh god..." Boomer whispered. He almost started to run, but
stopped. "Calm yourself. What would Mojo Jojo do?" he asked. Suddenly,
a vision of a repetitively talking monkey walking up to an evil
sorcerer and asking to join appeared in his head. "OK then, what would
Jack do?" he asked himself. The answer was simple. He would walk on.
And that's what Boomer did.
He saw ahead—A light! He ran towards it, as fast as he could. It was
far away, but as he flew past the trophies, it was growing closer—
WHAM!
Boomer found himself on the ground, rubbing his head in pain. It
was a glowing door.
"These tricks are really starting to piss me off," Boomer muttered,
then pulled the door open. He looked around. He was in a large dome
with---
"Oh crap."
Robotic insects. Really big robo-bugs. And they all stared at him with
cold, uncaring eyes. Their claws glistened in the dim lighting. There
wasn't just one. Or even 30. There was—
SMASH
"No time to count 'em," Boomer muttered, his head in serious pain. The
insects leapt at him, as he grabbed for his sword. He held the handle,
slicing through the air, slamming the blade into the robots. One of
the creatures leapt on his head, clawing at his face.
"ARRGH!" he yelled, slamming the sword into the creature. He suddenly
roared, and flew up at full speed, slitting his sword through a robot,
then slamming it into another. There was a huge explosion, and oil
flew all over Boomer. He opened his eyes, and let out another battle
scream. He sliced, and slashed through the air in blind rage, oil and
shrapnel flying everywhere. Explosions surrounded him as he slashed
every robot to bits, oil getting all over the room. A robot sliced his
shirt across the chest, leaving a huge gash on Boomer's shirt. He held
out his sword, coated in oil. He ripped off his shirt, and smiled.
"You 'bots are gonna DIE today," he said, grinning.
Rage flowed through his veins, adrenaline surging through his entire
body.
Slicing, explosions, and metal screeching through the air, as Boomer
slashed through the air, grinning a sadistic grin, as he slammed
robots through the air. It was all a blur as the thousands of robots
exploded as he whipped the sword around. He opened his eyes and saw
thousands of pieces of metal and oil all over. He smiled.
"Is that the best you can do?" he asked, walking through the
next door. "Is that it? Dude, you're supposed to be a master of evil,
but you certainly suck at it! I mean, c'mon! Sending robo-ants to kill
me? Geez, I mean seriously. Is that the best you can do? I certainly
hope not!" Boomer laughed proudly. He walked towards the end of the
room, staring at the door. It was black, with enormous horns. They
looked like they were coated in blood. Or maybe red paint. He wasn't
sure. A shiver went down his spine. There was something familiar in
there.
He slammed the door open, revealing an enormous tower structure,
covered with spikes in red and orange. In the way they were arranged,
they could serve as platforms, but they scared him. The spikes
covering the wall looked like flames themselves, as if the entire
tower was on fire.
"Hello?" Boomer asked quietly. The rage was disappearing.
"Hello, Boomer. It's nice to see you at last," said a voice. It
sounded familiar, yet different.
"Um...Aku?" Boomer whispered.
"In a way, yes. But I have been reborn. Thanks to you," it said,
and a figure flew up. It was Boomer.
Another Boomer. It's skin was pale, and it's eyes were purely
black. It's hair was grayish and he looked horrifying. Horrible, yet
still hauntingly like Boomer.
"I needed a body that could withstand your attacks. So I chose
yours," Aku said in Boomer's voice.
"But--" Boomer stammered.
"I cloned your body through the scans my doctor took and
possessed it. It's my new body. And now you are too weak to put up a
bit of a fight against me. Once I kill you, I'm killing Jack. In your
body. He'll probably think of how sad it was that you—or should I say
I looking like you—his only true friend, killing him. Slowly."
"Shut up. You're going to pay for doing this," Boomer said,
clasping the sword.
"This should be interesting..." murmered Aku.
TO BE CONTINUED...
SAMURAI BOOMER
Episode 8
Showdown (Part 2)
By Secret7
Boomer walked through the dark halls.
"Jeez, I wasn't expecting some 'Townsville' place, but this is
pretty grim." Boomer muttered, looking around. "This calls for some
infra-red vision..."
Immediately things got clearer. He was walking through a hallway, and
didn't really like the looks of it. Which is the ultimate
understatement. Surrounding the black painted were glass tubes on the
walls, inside each of them were skeletons. Each had a name on them.
"'Thomas Jameson the Brave'..." Boomer whispered. He suddenly realized
what these were: trophies. Hideous skeletons of those Aku had killed.
Boomer shivered, but none the less continued to walk down the hall.
Then he saw them. Two glass tubes, empty. It wasn't what they were
that disturbed him. It was what they said:
"SAMURAI JACK"
"BOOMER"
"Oh god..." Boomer whispered. He almost started to run, but
stopped. "Calm yourself. What would Mojo Jojo do?" he asked. Suddenly,
a vision of a repetitively talking monkey walking up to an evil
sorcerer and asking to join appeared in his head. "OK then, what would
Jack do?" he asked himself. The answer was simple. He would walk on.
And that's what Boomer did.
He saw ahead—A light! He ran towards it, as fast as he could. It was
far away, but as he flew past the trophies, it was growing closer—
WHAM!
Boomer found himself on the ground, rubbing his head in pain. It
was a glowing door.
"These tricks are really starting to piss me off," Boomer muttered,
then pulled the door open. He looked around. He was in a large dome
with---
"Oh crap."
Robotic insects. Really big robo-bugs. And they all stared at him with
cold, uncaring eyes. Their claws glistened in the dim lighting. There
wasn't just one. Or even 30. There was—
SMASH
"No time to count 'em," Boomer muttered, his head in serious pain. The
insects leapt at him, as he grabbed for his sword. He held the handle,
slicing through the air, slamming the blade into the robots. One of
the creatures leapt on his head, clawing at his face.
"ARRGH!" he yelled, slamming the sword into the creature. He suddenly
roared, and flew up at full speed, slitting his sword through a robot,
then slamming it into another. There was a huge explosion, and oil
flew all over Boomer. He opened his eyes, and let out another battle
scream. He sliced, and slashed through the air in blind rage, oil and
shrapnel flying everywhere. Explosions surrounded him as he slashed
every robot to bits, oil getting all over the room. A robot sliced his
shirt across the chest, leaving a huge gash on Boomer's shirt. He held
out his sword, coated in oil. He ripped off his shirt, and smiled.
"You 'bots are gonna DIE today," he said, grinning.
Rage flowed through his veins, adrenaline surging through his entire
body.
Slicing, explosions, and metal screeching through the air, as Boomer
slashed through the air, grinning a sadistic grin, as he slammed
robots through the air. It was all a blur as the thousands of robots
exploded as he whipped the sword around. He opened his eyes and saw
thousands of pieces of metal and oil all over. He smiled.
"Is that the best you can do?" he asked, walking through the
next door. "Is that it? Dude, you're supposed to be a master of evil,
but you certainly suck at it! I mean, c'mon! Sending robo-ants to kill
me? Geez, I mean seriously. Is that the best you can do? I certainly
hope not!" Boomer laughed proudly. He walked towards the end of the
room, staring at the door. It was black, with enormous horns. They
looked like they were coated in blood. Or maybe red paint. He wasn't
sure. A shiver went down his spine. There was something familiar in
there.
He slammed the door open, revealing an enormous tower structure,
covered with spikes in red and orange. In the way they were arranged,
they could serve as platforms, but they scared him. The spikes
covering the wall looked like flames themselves, as if the entire
tower was on fire.
"Hello?" Boomer asked quietly. The rage was disappearing.
"Hello, Boomer. It's nice to see you at last," said a voice. It
sounded familiar, yet different.
"Um...Aku?" Boomer whispered.
"In a way, yes. But I have been reborn. Thanks to you," it said,
and a figure flew up. It was Boomer.
Another Boomer. It's skin was pale, and it's eyes were purely
black. It's hair was grayish and he looked horrifying. Horrible, yet
still hauntingly like Boomer.
"I needed a body that could withstand your attacks. So I chose
yours," Aku said in Boomer's voice.
"But--" Boomer stammered.
"I cloned your body through the scans my doctor took and
possessed it. It's my new body. And now you are too weak to put up a
bit of a fight against me. Once I kill you, I'm killing Jack. In your
body. He'll probably think of how sad it was that you—or should I say
I looking like you—his only true friend, killing him. Slowly."
"Shut up. You're going to pay for doing this," Boomer said,
clasping the sword.
"This should be interesting..." murmered Aku.
TO BE CONTINUED...