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SAMURAI BOOMER
Episode 10
The Beginning
(Season/Series Finale)
By Secret7
Boomer was dead. He could tell by the white nothingness that he was dead. He stared around.
"So I'm dead?" he asked, to no one in particular.
"Yeah!" said a familiar voice.
"Boomer, where have you been?" said another.
They faded into existence. Two boys in red and green, one with a cap, the other with a cow tail hair cut.
"Dude, what's goin' on?" asked Butch, smiling.
"Umm...I don't really know..." Boomer said nervously.
"Aw, c'mon man!" Brick said, laughing. "You ARE dead! We've been waitin' for you!"
"All this time?" Boomer asked. "Er...where are we?"
"I have no idea," Brick said bluntly. "We just died. Period. For about a week we've been here. The weird thing is, we're not really us anymore."
"What do you mean?" asked Boomer. Suddenly a shocked look on his face appeared "Do you mean we're in...um...you know..."
"Hell? No way! We're just dead, and pretty much don't exist anymore. The weird thing is, you do," Brick said.
"I'm still alive?" asked Boomer, shocked.
"No, but you still have a chance," Butch said. "We just died. It sucks being dead. You're the lucky one in this situation."
"But where ARE we?" asked Boomer. "We're in Death. Period. I have no clue as to what that means either, we just don't exist," Brick explained. "But if you don't exist, how can I see you?" Boomer asked. Brick shrugged. "I dunno."
Butch smiled sadly. "Look, dude, I know you miss us, but it's time to go back. You need to. Your friends need you."
"Go back? But I miss you guys so much! I think about you all the time!" Boomer shouted, tears flying from his eyes. "I want to see you again!!!!!!!!" he screamed. His words echoed across the nothingness that was Death.
"Look. You have a choice. You can either sit here and be dead, or go save the world, and your friends. It gets pretty boring down here, of course, unless Joan of Arc comes. She's always nice to be around," Brick said.
"She is SO hot!" yelled Butch.
"You are a saaaaad strange little man, Butch. Anyway, what we're basically trying to say is that death sucks. The pain that you feel only can go away by living. That's just the way it is. We died. You have to learn to deal with that. We were killed by being KISSED for god sake. You're tougher than that, because you, obviously, are alive. You still have another chance to live. To set the world right again. We're just shadows, now. Don't worry about us. Just shadows..." Brick said. He and Butch began to fade away.
"You have to live..." whispered Butch as he slowly faded away. "Do what we never had the chance to do..."
Boomer felt himself disappearing too.
"NO! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!!!" Boomer shouted.
"You're not dying. You're livin'." Butch said as he continued to fade.
"After this can we look for a job?" asked Brick.
"Sure, I hear this dude is looking for torturers, and we have a pretty good resume," Butch replied.
They finally faded into the nothingness.
Boomer suddenly felt energy surging through him. He didn't know what was going on, but it was...rejuvenating him...giving him power—
Boomer got up, the blood had vanished from his chest.. He felt the warmth of life again, instead of the cold of death. He picked up his sword, and stared at Aku, facing the other direction.
Aku abruptly turned around. "What? YOU'RE DEAD!" he screamed.
"Correction: YOU'RE dead. Not me."
Boomer ran forward, grasping the sword, and lunged at Aku. He held up the sword, trying to block, and Aku's sword snapped in two. He backed away, and found himself backing into a wall.
"You cannot win this age old battle of yore. For I am all. I am the past, I am the present, and I am the future! For I am--" "Could you shut up for ONCE?" Boomer asked. "I--" "It's always 'I'm so evil this', and 'I'm so evil that'. Crap, do you ever get tired of declaring how cool you are? Do you get your kicks by saying how incredibly BAD you are?" "um..." "That's it? Dude you are so pathetic! I--" Aku tackled Boomer to the ground, grabbed his sword, and stuck it right next to his throat, preparing for the kill. "Foolish boy. You now die a meaningless death. You will die again for the trouble you have caused me, and the pain that you have inflicted upon me. You will DIE today. There is no avoiding it. Your suffering shall be my pleasure, and furthermore, you have no hope. Hope is dead. Hope is for the weak, who thrive upon it, feeding on it until they truly realize, horrified, there is nothing there. There is, and has never been, hope child. And you are about to experience death for the third time." Aku motioned his hands down, closing his eyes. Evil laughter filled the chamber. Boomer smiled. "Do you really like hearing the sound of your own voice SO much that you didn't notice THIS?" Boomer asked, grinning. He pulled out his sword. "No...it can't be!" "Cut the dramatics, 'K? Can I just kill you and get it over with?" Boomer asked. "No...I don't want to die..." "Oh, trust me, you'll like it. Oh wait, no, I lied. Being dead pretty much SUCKS." Boomer thrust the sword down, into Aku's chest. "You know, kids like me shouldn't be exposed to this violence. They might try something like THIS!" Boomer said, kicking the clone into the wall. "Or THIS!" Boomer punched Aku in the head. He slammed several more blows into Aku, who fell down. A black liquid crept from the clone's mouth. It was Aku, helpless. The clone, now free, stared up at Boomer. "You can finish the job." Boomer said, casually tossing the sword to the clone. The clone stabbed it into the black liquid, hard. An unearthly scream filled the chamber. The clone breathed heavily. "Where do I go now? You're me...and...and...I don't understand..." "It's alright," Boomer said. "You get your own life. You're free now. So leave." The clone looked around, then tossed the sword back to Boomer. The clone was beginning to look less pale. "I've never been free..." he whispered. "So treasure it," Boomer said simply. "Just live." The clone looked down at his hands. "I will." he said. He silently floated to the doors. "Hey, me?" he said. "Yeah?" "Thanks." The clone walked out of the chamber. Boomer smiled sadly. He didn't know why he was so sad. He had just seen his brothers today, again for the first time in weeks. Aku was dead. There was a clone with his exact likeness flying around doing who knew what. All in all, it was an OK day. There was just one thing he needed to finish it off. And he'd just come.
Jack burst open the doors. "Boomer? Are you okay? You look a little-- "
Boomer floated up silently. "Hey Jack. I'm sorry."
Jack was silent. "It's alright," he finally replied. "I've made mistakes too."
"You never screwed up anything as much as I did," Boomer said back. "I nearly got you killed, got myself killed, and I did get an entire good- guy base killed. Do I really deserve to stay...alive? Am I as bad as Aku?"
Jack looked horrified. "Of course you're not!"
"I...I just don't know. I guess I've had kind of a hard day."
"Saving the world can be hard. Things can be hard. But it's better than the alternative, isn't it?"
Boomer considered this. He didn't realize up until know how much he treasured life. Even though he wished his brothers were here, he didn't care. He loved Jack like a father, and even though this new world was strange, and often hard, he could live with it. He hugged Jack, silently.
"I'm ready to go now," he said. The pair walked out of the chamber.
(Epilogue)
1 year later:
Boomer and Jack strolled silently through the city that was Aku's, now crippled and under new leadership by Jack, now the emperor. Jack was not power-hungry, and seemed the same beside his new responsibility. Boomer had his own sword now, carved out of the very same steel Jack's was made out of.
"So, what's it like ruling the world?" asked Boomer.
"Oh, it's alright. All I really care about is the people of this world. And, if possible, maybe I could..."
"What?" asked Boomer.
"I'd like to go back in time...see my family..."
Boomer bowed his head. "They're all in a better place now..."
Meanwhile, somewhere deep within the earth...
The Dark One, in life known as Aku felt the pain of one thousand spears echoing across his body. Aku screeched in pain as the two torturers grinned.
"So, Aku..." said Brick grinning evilly, holding the guillotine's rope. "You picked on our brother, right?"
"Um...no..."
"Wrong answer!" Butch shouted, and the guillotine came down.
It was an odd thing about this place, the fact that it was so...red. And fiery. It didn't really bother the two boys, as long as they were employed. It had good health benefits too, being an executioner, as people called them. Of course, that was kind of ridiculous, because you really couldn't die in this dreaded place, created for the cruelest of creatures.
As Aku's screams filled the dark, cave-like area, Brick smiled sadistically.
"When...will I be out of this place?" whispered Aku.
"When HELL freezes over!" Laughed Butch darkly, as the flames began to surround them. Horns began to appear on the two brothers.
"Don't worry, Aku, we have all the time in the underworld," said Brick, pulling out a pitchfork...
Boomer smiled sadly, missing his brothers badly at this point.
Jack hugged Boomer quietly.
"Thanks...Dad."
"IN THE NAME OF 'THE LEGACY', PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"
They turned around, both grabbing their swords handles in unsion.
There were 10 robot-creatures, one in the middle smiling evilly. Each one looked like it had the horns of Aku.
"Don't you hate fanatics?" asked Boomer, grinning. "Ready?"
"Definitely."
"WE WILL GIVE YOU SAMURAI 3 SECONDS BEFORE YOU ARE TO BE EXTERMINATED."
"1"
"2"
"3"
The two samurai lunged at the enemy.
SAMURAI BOOMER
Episode 10
The Beginning
(Season/Series Finale)
By Secret7
Boomer was dead. He could tell by the white nothingness that he was dead. He stared around.
"So I'm dead?" he asked, to no one in particular.
"Yeah!" said a familiar voice.
"Boomer, where have you been?" said another.
They faded into existence. Two boys in red and green, one with a cap, the other with a cow tail hair cut.
"Dude, what's goin' on?" asked Butch, smiling.
"Umm...I don't really know..." Boomer said nervously.
"Aw, c'mon man!" Brick said, laughing. "You ARE dead! We've been waitin' for you!"
"All this time?" Boomer asked. "Er...where are we?"
"I have no idea," Brick said bluntly. "We just died. Period. For about a week we've been here. The weird thing is, we're not really us anymore."
"What do you mean?" asked Boomer. Suddenly a shocked look on his face appeared "Do you mean we're in...um...you know..."
"Hell? No way! We're just dead, and pretty much don't exist anymore. The weird thing is, you do," Brick said.
"I'm still alive?" asked Boomer, shocked.
"No, but you still have a chance," Butch said. "We just died. It sucks being dead. You're the lucky one in this situation."
"But where ARE we?" asked Boomer. "We're in Death. Period. I have no clue as to what that means either, we just don't exist," Brick explained. "But if you don't exist, how can I see you?" Boomer asked. Brick shrugged. "I dunno."
Butch smiled sadly. "Look, dude, I know you miss us, but it's time to go back. You need to. Your friends need you."
"Go back? But I miss you guys so much! I think about you all the time!" Boomer shouted, tears flying from his eyes. "I want to see you again!!!!!!!!" he screamed. His words echoed across the nothingness that was Death.
"Look. You have a choice. You can either sit here and be dead, or go save the world, and your friends. It gets pretty boring down here, of course, unless Joan of Arc comes. She's always nice to be around," Brick said.
"She is SO hot!" yelled Butch.
"You are a saaaaad strange little man, Butch. Anyway, what we're basically trying to say is that death sucks. The pain that you feel only can go away by living. That's just the way it is. We died. You have to learn to deal with that. We were killed by being KISSED for god sake. You're tougher than that, because you, obviously, are alive. You still have another chance to live. To set the world right again. We're just shadows, now. Don't worry about us. Just shadows..." Brick said. He and Butch began to fade away.
"You have to live..." whispered Butch as he slowly faded away. "Do what we never had the chance to do..."
Boomer felt himself disappearing too.
"NO! I DON'T WANNA DIE!!!!!" Boomer shouted.
"You're not dying. You're livin'." Butch said as he continued to fade.
"After this can we look for a job?" asked Brick.
"Sure, I hear this dude is looking for torturers, and we have a pretty good resume," Butch replied.
They finally faded into the nothingness.
Boomer suddenly felt energy surging through him. He didn't know what was going on, but it was...rejuvenating him...giving him power—
Boomer got up, the blood had vanished from his chest.. He felt the warmth of life again, instead of the cold of death. He picked up his sword, and stared at Aku, facing the other direction.
Aku abruptly turned around. "What? YOU'RE DEAD!" he screamed.
"Correction: YOU'RE dead. Not me."
Boomer ran forward, grasping the sword, and lunged at Aku. He held up the sword, trying to block, and Aku's sword snapped in two. He backed away, and found himself backing into a wall.
"You cannot win this age old battle of yore. For I am all. I am the past, I am the present, and I am the future! For I am--" "Could you shut up for ONCE?" Boomer asked. "I--" "It's always 'I'm so evil this', and 'I'm so evil that'. Crap, do you ever get tired of declaring how cool you are? Do you get your kicks by saying how incredibly BAD you are?" "um..." "That's it? Dude you are so pathetic! I--" Aku tackled Boomer to the ground, grabbed his sword, and stuck it right next to his throat, preparing for the kill. "Foolish boy. You now die a meaningless death. You will die again for the trouble you have caused me, and the pain that you have inflicted upon me. You will DIE today. There is no avoiding it. Your suffering shall be my pleasure, and furthermore, you have no hope. Hope is dead. Hope is for the weak, who thrive upon it, feeding on it until they truly realize, horrified, there is nothing there. There is, and has never been, hope child. And you are about to experience death for the third time." Aku motioned his hands down, closing his eyes. Evil laughter filled the chamber. Boomer smiled. "Do you really like hearing the sound of your own voice SO much that you didn't notice THIS?" Boomer asked, grinning. He pulled out his sword. "No...it can't be!" "Cut the dramatics, 'K? Can I just kill you and get it over with?" Boomer asked. "No...I don't want to die..." "Oh, trust me, you'll like it. Oh wait, no, I lied. Being dead pretty much SUCKS." Boomer thrust the sword down, into Aku's chest. "You know, kids like me shouldn't be exposed to this violence. They might try something like THIS!" Boomer said, kicking the clone into the wall. "Or THIS!" Boomer punched Aku in the head. He slammed several more blows into Aku, who fell down. A black liquid crept from the clone's mouth. It was Aku, helpless. The clone, now free, stared up at Boomer. "You can finish the job." Boomer said, casually tossing the sword to the clone. The clone stabbed it into the black liquid, hard. An unearthly scream filled the chamber. The clone breathed heavily. "Where do I go now? You're me...and...and...I don't understand..." "It's alright," Boomer said. "You get your own life. You're free now. So leave." The clone looked around, then tossed the sword back to Boomer. The clone was beginning to look less pale. "I've never been free..." he whispered. "So treasure it," Boomer said simply. "Just live." The clone looked down at his hands. "I will." he said. He silently floated to the doors. "Hey, me?" he said. "Yeah?" "Thanks." The clone walked out of the chamber. Boomer smiled sadly. He didn't know why he was so sad. He had just seen his brothers today, again for the first time in weeks. Aku was dead. There was a clone with his exact likeness flying around doing who knew what. All in all, it was an OK day. There was just one thing he needed to finish it off. And he'd just come.
Jack burst open the doors. "Boomer? Are you okay? You look a little-- "
Boomer floated up silently. "Hey Jack. I'm sorry."
Jack was silent. "It's alright," he finally replied. "I've made mistakes too."
"You never screwed up anything as much as I did," Boomer said back. "I nearly got you killed, got myself killed, and I did get an entire good- guy base killed. Do I really deserve to stay...alive? Am I as bad as Aku?"
Jack looked horrified. "Of course you're not!"
"I...I just don't know. I guess I've had kind of a hard day."
"Saving the world can be hard. Things can be hard. But it's better than the alternative, isn't it?"
Boomer considered this. He didn't realize up until know how much he treasured life. Even though he wished his brothers were here, he didn't care. He loved Jack like a father, and even though this new world was strange, and often hard, he could live with it. He hugged Jack, silently.
"I'm ready to go now," he said. The pair walked out of the chamber.
(Epilogue)
1 year later:
Boomer and Jack strolled silently through the city that was Aku's, now crippled and under new leadership by Jack, now the emperor. Jack was not power-hungry, and seemed the same beside his new responsibility. Boomer had his own sword now, carved out of the very same steel Jack's was made out of.
"So, what's it like ruling the world?" asked Boomer.
"Oh, it's alright. All I really care about is the people of this world. And, if possible, maybe I could..."
"What?" asked Boomer.
"I'd like to go back in time...see my family..."
Boomer bowed his head. "They're all in a better place now..."
Meanwhile, somewhere deep within the earth...
The Dark One, in life known as Aku felt the pain of one thousand spears echoing across his body. Aku screeched in pain as the two torturers grinned.
"So, Aku..." said Brick grinning evilly, holding the guillotine's rope. "You picked on our brother, right?"
"Um...no..."
"Wrong answer!" Butch shouted, and the guillotine came down.
It was an odd thing about this place, the fact that it was so...red. And fiery. It didn't really bother the two boys, as long as they were employed. It had good health benefits too, being an executioner, as people called them. Of course, that was kind of ridiculous, because you really couldn't die in this dreaded place, created for the cruelest of creatures.
As Aku's screams filled the dark, cave-like area, Brick smiled sadistically.
"When...will I be out of this place?" whispered Aku.
"When HELL freezes over!" Laughed Butch darkly, as the flames began to surround them. Horns began to appear on the two brothers.
"Don't worry, Aku, we have all the time in the underworld," said Brick, pulling out a pitchfork...
Boomer smiled sadly, missing his brothers badly at this point.
Jack hugged Boomer quietly.
"Thanks...Dad."
"IN THE NAME OF 'THE LEGACY', PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"
They turned around, both grabbing their swords handles in unsion.
There were 10 robot-creatures, one in the middle smiling evilly. Each one looked like it had the horns of Aku.
"Don't you hate fanatics?" asked Boomer, grinning. "Ready?"
"Definitely."
"WE WILL GIVE YOU SAMURAI 3 SECONDS BEFORE YOU ARE TO BE EXTERMINATED."
"1"
"2"
"3"
The two samurai lunged at the enemy.