Author's Note;
Jester; Hey everyone names Jester of the fanfic pair Jester Smiles. My partner and room Smiles is off trying to get laid. So he's not here right now. But anyway I was challenged to do a Fairly Odd Parents fic. And seeing as I like the show when I was younger. And how I like some of the character shipping I thought why no give it a try. So this is a dark fic with some twisted ideas. But that's if you all feel it needs a follow up chapter. Yes this is a standby one shot. My challenger who wishes to remain anonymous gave me a few things to run with in this challenge. One evil has control of the world, good is losing, people have very shitty lives, and the people have very little to feel good about themselves. So with all that I created this. So it's up to all of you if this story continues. My challenger wishes for me to send her screen shots with time stamps of all who view, favorite, and follows the fic. So yeah all I can say is that she a friend and she really wants to see this work. So have fun everyone.
Narrator's View
It's been a little over seven years since the fall of major governments. The world had been in a conflict for nearly twenty years. At first it was a secret but in no time one side took the advantage of this secret. These beings called the Anti's once held a secret war against their magical counter parts called Fairies. These Fairies guarded the balance of good magic through the world. Fairy magic even allowed humans to have good fortune from time to time. When their secret war became know some humans saw the honor and volunteered to help the Fairies. But the Anti's had an ace up their sleeve that they kept close to their vest.
After years of fighting the Anti's looked to be faking a retreat back to the Fade. The magical dimension that all magical beings come from to enter the human world. But it was all a ploy. The Anti's had spread their corrupt magic deep into certain humans. These humans now soaking in magical skills fought the humans that were helping the Fairies. Often the Anti's snuck into peaceful homes to bring out the evil of the darkest of hearts. The Anti's feed off the veil nature of humans. And the ones they picked had the most potential to be truly veil.
A small group of Fairies used their pure magic to bring out the potential of kind an nurturing humans. With this edge humans of all sides faced their oppositions. With all sides fighting and being pushed to no end. It was the humans who turned on their benefactors. The evil humans had destroyed the Fairies kind humans. To then turn their sights on the remain Fairies and the Anti's. Draining the Anti's of their powers four humans carved their control and place into the world. These Four Radical Evil doers or F.R.E.D's did and took what they wanted. Which was humanity enslavement, forced loyalty, and obeisance. Some fought and still fight in small battles. But the world has reached a new age.
Seven years have passed since the F.R.E.D's took their areas of control. One F.R.E.D has calmed all of the USA, Canada, Green Land, Alaska, Hawaii, and Central America. Her name is to not be used by anyone. And all fears her. Very few get an audience with her. And those who are dragged before her aren't seen again. Hardly anyone knows her past or what drove her to conquest. But one thing is for sure the Evil V has changed the shape of her portion of the world. And even the small battles that crash through her small cities. Isn't enough for her to pay mind too. But slowly something tips her attention. And it's a face from her past.
Third person's View
Most would see another group of fifteen years old being marched in chains as a daily thing. Some get on a bus while some get on a train. The ones that get on the bus are sent to the factories controlled by Evil V. The ones that get on the train are sent to the front lines to various battles for the Evil V. Or are sent to the mines to suffer rusty lung death. Some say it's a slow death that even smoking can't ease. Or even fake whiskey. These teens suffer because either their parents were rebels, former soldiers, or they spoke against the Evil V. And the V hated it all. So here they were and would remain until their sentences were met. Or they got lucky during selections.
Selections being that they were taken from out of being laborers at the factories or other places. And became public workers in a city controlled by Evil V. The V's speakers said it was better then what happens to adults the fight her. They would either be torture, publicly stone/ executed, or used as living targets/ test subjects. But its all for the V's end goal. Everyone knows that the Evil V is getting closer and closer to taking all of the US. The only states that are still holding out are California and New Mexico. The Evil V's next targets as rumored will be Central America.
Sitting on the bus with a collar around his neck is a fifteen year old with a really faded pink headband. His large buck teeth an odd feature to his gentle features. Looking over next to the teen it another teen. His bold head almost catching and reflecting the light with his sweat. These two are Timmy and AJ. And if they aren't as gloomy as everyone else well they're even gloomier. Last week the rebels attacked one of Evil V's mines. And of course Evil V's cyborgs guards/ soldiers/ officers fought back. Hardly anyone got out as the mine collapsed. And their friend Chester is among the presumed dead.
Sitting on the bus as it rolls into the parking area waiting to find a spot. Timmy looks out seeing other teens be lead off to their work places of the day. Timmy and his friends have been here for over five years. He remembers how he got here. Who put him here and the words she told him. In his mind the words drove him to blind rage at remembering what she did. But he was a prisoner and knew that if he fought back. He'd meet either a metal nightstick or a bullet. His parents wouldn't want that even as they look down onto him.
Timmy hated it all. Why did it have to all go so wrong? In the stories he read as a kid the good guys won even in their darkest hour. But the hours turned to weeks, months, then years. Working here has drained him of almost all his hopes. All he can hope for now is that he will see another day. And the friends that he has left. Timmy "Hope we at least are working in F factory line today. Heard they are simply checking bullet cases. Got to make sure the powder doesn't get dry."
AJ shoved his friend making the chains to his collar jingle as the bus moved forward by one bus length. AJ "Dude is this it? After all our parents tried to fight for? You're just giving up?" Timmy looks out the smudged window feeling the muggy air against his hair. Timmy "Well what can we do? The Rebels can hardly do anything with what they got. And after last weeks fuck up. I don't see them even getting close to the factories. Lets face it dude the Evil V and her forces have won. People are just making it worse by fighting. They nearly beat the collapses survivors to death. How is that fair? We live in a cruel world now everyone knows it."
AJ looks at his friends face hollow and void of his once cheerful nature. AJ, Chester, and Timmy have been bros since they were six. But AJ's never thought he'd see Timmy this low. AJ "Wouldn't you fight if given the chance?" Timmy "Fuck yes... maybe I don't know anymore. But look at us look at the Rebels. When was the last time one of their plans went their way? The Evil V's just messing with them. I bet she already sent her agents to kill them all. I wish we had heroes like in those old comics I have. At least then I'd fight." AJ nods to his friend as the bus moves "You still have those five comics?" Timmy "Yeah I keep them hidden now. But I might trade them off soon... Hey remember that time the Crimson Chin and his chin dog bet the Bronze Kneecap?"
AJ smirks "That was awesome. The Kneecap tried to get all the words stock vouchers. Remember the TV commercials for when new issues came out... Now all we have are commercial telling us to disarm and obey. You think we might get out after we serve a few more years?" Timmy "Now who's being hopeful? Dude Evil V passed the laws herself. All people related or associated with Rebels either get killed or work labor for life. We ended up working labor which is worse then death." AJ shakes his head "You'd rather be shot then hope for a future?" Timmy "What future? Evil V took it the moment she put collars around our necks on bus rides. We got the slow death dude... and Evil V's laughing down at us as she watches." With the bus slowing then stopping the cyborgs orders the teens out. With their collars unchained from the bars above their seats the teens line out.
The teens walk to todays appointed factory. Unlucky for Timmy's bus they've been selected for cyborg dog training. To put it simply the dogs are put into a maze along with their treats. And the teens are their treats. The dogs are told to bite to wound not kill. But that doesn't mean getting a bite from there steel jaws hurt any less. AJ specks up when one guard trips him "Fucking assholes!" The cyborg smacks AJ across the face with a nightstick. Stumbling AJ puts up his hands to cover his face. Cyborg "Move worker or get another beating?" Getting up the guards kicks AJ to retake his place in line. Timmy shudders as another cyborg readies to hit him too. Any kind of gesture is returned with a swift act of brutal pain.
AJ spits a little blood as he walks on. Rubbing his face AJ tries to keep a straight face. Forced onto the platform the teens are lowered into one of the factories basement levels. In all there are eight factories surrounded by several storage and shipping buildings. Only the lucky and well-behaved laborers work in them. Reaching their level the guards force the teens through ten-inch thick doors. The teens are told to simply run. As Timmy and AJ sprint down one of the mazes halls. It's a sprint for dear life as they hear the barks and growls of the robot hounds.
AJ looks over his shoulder to see three hot on their heels. Turning a corner they see two hounds sinking their metal jaws into a screaming black haired girl arm and leg. Jumping over the girl Timmy and AJ have to live with the fact that they can't help. Even as she screams for them to help her. If they help they get hurt. And if they get hurt they'll most likely bleed to death cause the guards don't care. As the duo reached a fork AJ rushed one way only for it to close behind him. Punching the closed wall Timmy takes the other path.
However after sprinting for sometime a cyborg hound tackles and bites down into his forearm. Howling in pain Timmy bloody arm drips down onto his shirt. Making a fist Timmy slams it several times into the cyborgs chrome head. Doing nothing but annoy the hound Timmy tries something else. He wants to live even if it's for this miserable excuse of a life. Grabbing the hounds neck Timmy starts to slam its face into the wall closet to him. Loosing its bite slighting Timmy uses his leg to kick it from top of him. Crawling back to his feet Timmy sprints once again.
With his bleeding arm against his bloody shirt Timmy scrambles to find a way out of this death trap. Leaping over another teen pinned by two dogs. He just keeps running down hallway after hallway. Not sure where he's going. Or where he'll end up. After another hour of running Timmy turns to see a platform rising in the middle of another fork. He rushes to the platform and jumps on. Feeling a hard nip at his pants leg Timmy fears that a hound has caught him. But worse of all he fears that he's finally run his life's course. But the jerk at his leg ends just as quickly as he felt it.
Looking over Timmy sees he avoided having to deal with five robot dogs trying to take a bite out of him. Timmy looks around to the other platform when his one stops. He sees that AJ and only seven of the other twenty teens made it out. A cyborg guard chuckles as he looks over who survived. He points at Timmy and three other "Take the wounded to the Mills to push the metal carts. Have the others taken to painting and processing." Grabbing Timmy the guards shove him and the other wounded to another lift. As AJ watches all he can do is hope Timmy stays awake. And avoids going to the infirmary.
Timmy's View
Fuck this sucks. As I push the cart full of hot metal the bumps in the tracks cause some of the liquid metal to splash my hands. Tearing my shirt off I rap the remains around my hands. I'm already using some to stop the dog bite from getting worse. After three hours of doing this shit I feel close to passing out. But then they'll take me to the infirmary. No one willing goes there or returns after a visit. Pushing the cart as best I can one guard whips me across the back with his baton. Guard "Work faster worker or get a second beating?" "Yes sir." Pushing harder I make the ten delivery of metal and walk to pick up another.
But to my relief the bell sounds telling us the workday is over. Loud speakers "All laborers return to your buses for delivery back to your housing unites. All none laborers keep watch for anyone who tries to slip away." As the message repeats I walk back to my bus feeling close to dropping at this point. My hands hurt, my arm is completely numb, and I sure I smell just as bad as I look. Sitting at my appointed spot AJ arrives shortly after me. Just like me covered in metal dust and smelling like oil, sweat, and shitty paint.
AJ "You look like shit and your bleeding." "I don't got time to bleed... but I do have time to pass out." Letting the chain keep my head straight I doze off my seat. Feeling an elbow to my ribs I hiss in pure pain. Eyes bursting open from the sharp sting. Looking from AJ outside we've just arriving to the housing units. The slums that the Evil V assigns all her laborers. With the chains unhooked again we leave the bus. AJ helps drag me into our unit and straight to Ms. Dinkleberg's door number. She's the only person in our unit that has medical stuff to help me. Each unit is assigned one adult prisoner too. They're sentenced her for life and are asked to keep moral up. But most of the time they just help us get contraband and first aid.
AJ knocks twice to nudge me to stay awake. I hiss at every time he elbows me. I feel shitty, I smell shitty, and my life is shitty. And I'm sure plenty of others would agree with me. This life sucks I just want it to stop. Sure I want to live. But what chance do I got out there. Its her world know. I wish she didn't agree to that things deal. I wish she had stayed our friend. I wonder if Tootie is still alive? Does she even care that Tootie's still alive? Did see even care about what I said to her? Fuck I wish it would rain so I can deal with how bad I smell.
Seeing the peg legged woman open her unit's door she moves aside to let us in. AJ drops me into the old metal chair earning a pain filled groan to rumble through me. Ms. Dinkleberg goes to the next room to grab her stuff. Ms. D "Hey keep watch outside. I'll call you when you can take him." AJ nods to walk back outside. She and the other adult lifers are lucky usually you have to share a room unit with another person. Maybe even two but Ms. D and her adult friends get a unit all to themselves. Hearing her metal leg buck off the cement floor she comes back into the waiting room. A needle, tread, and a single painkiller in hand. Popping the pill I nod, as she gets right to it. I hiss and stomp my foot at the pain. She's pretty much reconnecting my skin. And it sucks to all hell.
Ms. D "Your lucky those mutts didn't get the artery. But still it's better then dying right?" "Why should we care? Evil V holds all the cards now. What do we got Ms. D?" She swiftly hits me on the side with her peg leg. Holding my hip she glares at me as I tremble in pain. Hanging my head Ms. D keeps stitching my arm. Ms. D "So times the bright side just won't be clear. But its not as if there isn't one. If you were older I'd tell you to get laid. You're still a virgin right Timothy?" I nod "Not like we have time to fuck around here." Ms. D gives me another swift peg leg kick. This time to the shin hissing in pain she once more give me her glare.
Finished with one side of my arm she does the other. And fuck it hurts just as bad. When she finally finishes I thank her and give her a ration card. This is how we pay in the labor units. You want something or need help. You pay with ration cards. Ms. D "Head over to housing unit five around seven. Tell old Bucky that I sent you to over for some soda." "Thanks Ms. D." Walking outside I met up with AJ and we head upstairs.
Holding onto the rusty side rails I follow AJ to our unit on the tenth floor. And damn was the climb a chore. Getting inside out unit I walk into our one room and drop onto my flat stained bed. AJ pulls the curtain in the room's corner to use the toilet. AJ "You ok?" "I don't know if I'll ever be ok in this place... just waiting to die about now. Wake me at five so we can bet and get some more ration cards." It was around seven when AJ woke me up to head over to storage building five. Getting inside the guy's checks us for weapons. Handing him a ration card for the both of us he asks "Fighting or betting?"
"I'm fighting he's betting." The guy nods and I give him my name. AJ "Dude I know you want to make some rations card to get some more food. But you're hurt. Just hang up the ropes for a week and lets just bet." I shake my head "No I owe Craig ten ration cards from when he got Chester out of getting on a death train last month. Plus I need to burn off a little steam." Sitting by the other guys waiting for a shot at some cards the ref calls me over. Getting up I take off my shirt, my shoes, and get my left hand tied to my opponent's left hand. Nodding I feel my arm still killing pain at me me but the ref gives everyone a thumbs up.
He signals us and we start throwing punches. This guys like the rest of the guys and gals here. You don't talk or scream you just bet and watch. The guy lands to strong crosses to my cheek. But I'm running on pissed to passing out. Pulling him to me I head butt him to upper cut him in the gut. He kicks my leg causing me to wobble back. But I regain my balance to kick him in the hip. He falls on his ass and I sit on him. I throw a few more punches but the ref pulls me off. The guys out cold with blood coming from his mouth and over his eye.
Free from the rope the bet's guy hands me my winnings and I sit down. AJ comes over to me holding a few more ration cards. AJ "Ok I made twelve. How much you made?" "Nine I'm going for another round." I give him six cards and bet the other six on myself for a full fistfight. Cracking my shoulder I watch as three other fights go before it's my turn again. Getting up I see my next fighter get up too. He's around my build the only difference he doesn't look beat to hell like me.
Nodding to the ref he starts our fight and the guy starts off by trying to grab me. Holding my ground he keeps trying to flip me over his shoulder. But I give him a few knuckles to the stomach for it. Pushing me away he kicks my left leg from under me. To follow up with a heel to my neck. Falling I cough violently trying to catch my breath. My throat is on fire and it feels like its closing up. Ref "Do you forfeit the fight?" Looking at him with watery eyes I shake my head and force myself back to my feet. This time I rush the guy. Grabbing his waist I slam him backwards. Seeing him bounce off the hard floor for a second I then kick him a few times.
The guy starts coughing to crawl away from me. Getting back to his feet I throw a few punches to his jaw. To late a hard left to his gut. The guy topples over and he's down for it. The ref calls it and the bet's guy hands me seven cards. "I'm done for the night." Getting past the crowd I grab my shirt and slip back on my beat up shoes. Following AJ outside we head over to unit five for some soda. "I feel like hammered shit." AJ "You look and smell like both too."
AJ's View
It's been a whole three week since Timmy's got bit by that cyborg dog. He's been acting more homicidal then before. So far he's been to the fight cage nine times these past two weeks. Ms. D hit him over the head with her peg leg when she found out. But Timmy just gave her a few news things she could use for medicine. Hell Timmy even parted with his comics to bribe a guard for a chance to beat up a certain guard. The guard in question raped a friend Timmy knew. She and her brother went through torture before she was held down and raped. When Timmy found the guard he made his bride.
The other guards found they guy beat to death with a brick and his nightstick shoved up his ass. Guy's arm was twisted like an old tree branch and his head was smashed all over the storage-building wall. Right now though Timmy is beating the crap out for some skinny black dude that talked too much about Timmy's headband. One thing you've got to learn really quick in any sector labor camp is who not to fuck with. And Timmy is one of the top ten. Some people even warn the newbie's not to talk shit about Timmy's pink headband. I know why he wears it and nobody should poke fun at it.
Seeing the guy get punched backwards the ref ends the fight and Timmy collects his winning. I grab my own and we head back to our unit. After the climb Timmy drops on his bed. Taking a somewhat white cloth he wipes his face. His lip is bruised, his knuckles are slightly bleeding, and his ribs look like they went to a grape field for coloring. Timmy lies on his back as I change my pants. "Hey are you going to check out what Lance's has cooking tomorrow?" Timmy "Might be another mix of beans and bread again. I just hope he doesn't use those fucked up potatoes again. I saw this chick puking her guts out after trying it. Guy needs to stop trying to make all that crazy shit and just let us eat it straight."
"Hey he's trying can't blame him for that?" Timmy "I can blame him for causing someone to go to the Infirmary during work hours. Still I wonder what the big announcement before breakfast is going to be?" "It's one of Evil V's speaker. They're going to say how good we can have it if we behave. Then tell us how some got into the city and now are productive members of they cities. It's all propaganda dude. Lets get some sleep." Timmy groans as I drop down to my own bed and doze off.
It's roughly the early cracks of dawn. Everyone's lined up waiting to hear what the speaker has to say. Also I'm wondering what's up with the truck container. Soon the speaker comes out from the guard's tower giving us all a creepy as fuck smile. With a microphone in hand she starts to take. Speaker "All hail to the glory that is our Evil V. Today is a great day for us all. As you know several of our friends were killed because of the Rebels starting trouble at the mines. But rest assured we have dealt with them. But our glorious Evil V has told me to show you all her loyal and wonderfully miserable workers what becomes of the disloyal."
Snapping her fingers the guard's open the contained and pull on some chains. I go wide eye seeing all the men, women, and teens cuffed and gaged. All either in a Rebel's shirt, no shirt, and covered in dried wounds. Hearing some gasps the speaker goes on. Speaker "The Evil V has given us better lives then our old government ever could. Crime is nowhere on her streets. People this is our future where we are not separated because we're gay, colored, or strange. But its people like these Rebels that keep getting in the way. No let's all pay attention as our protectors do their jobs."
With that the guards gun down all the so-called Rebel's. Seeing their symbol with the large R with two guns creating a halo over it covered in blood. I can't help but turn my head. Looking at Timmy he's staring forward with a blank face. All the emotion he had last night nowhere to be seen. "Timmy you ok?" Timmy "I'm pretty far from ok right now." As the bullets stop I turn to see the lifeless hole filled bodies of the Rebel's. None were left breathing. A few people started to whimper or shake around us. Speaker "All our leader asks from us is loyalty my friends. And from your loyalty she will reward you with greatness. A home, food, and equal standing with others. Not even the wealthy look down on the middle class any more. So do your part and have a productive week."
She walks off and we are ordered back to get breakfast. Timmy "You asked me once if we should fight if given the chance? I don't see a lot of people reaching for that chance now dude." "Don't remind me. I just wish someone would stand up to her." Timmy "If life was like a comic maybe. But life's a lot shitter then in a comic book." One girl next to us adds, "Ain't that the fucking truth."
Third person's View
Since Timmy and AJ's floor have the less people on it this month. They've been selected for cub metaling duty. Old cars and cyborgs parts get smashed up and turned into cubs. These cubs are then melted down to be reused for other stuff. As Timmy pulls AJ pushes the pallet of cubs. They wait for a moment while the pallet is secured. It's then tilted and all the cubs on it slide down into the smelter. Then they repeat.
It's been a solid five months since the Rebel executions. No one's acting up or saying anything. They just want to or hope to get out of this hellhole. But with even fewer businesses coming for selections they've been going about their regular duties as laborers. Timmy hell he even wants someone to act up to see what'll happen. One guard eyes Timmy as he and AJ push their ninth pallet. Three hours into the workday an alarms sounds. Along with red lights flash around the room. AJ "What's that?" Timmy "Fuck if I know. It's probably for the guards let's get back to work." After five minutes a sick crack echoes through the room.
It causes the floor to shake and people working to fall. Hearing gun shots and shouts pour through the room. Timmy and AJ look up to see a group of men and women shooting at the guards. The symbol of the Rebel's spray-painted to their shirt or pants leg. Some of them call for them to run. AJ grabs Timmy's arm and shoves him first. With that the whole factory district is in chaos. From shouts to screams people are going crazy as the Rebel's try and get everyone they can. As Timmy and AJ follow a voice booms out from the factories loud speakers.
Timmy stops as he hears the voice. AJ see's he's stopped to try and get him to move. But Timmy chuckles back to his friend. AJ can't believe it Timmy the tough guy he's know for years is crying. Timmy "You won't believe how happy it is to hear that voice." Before AJ can ask two Rebels force them to start running again. As several guards start shooting at them. They're trying to make it to the lifts. But the Rebels fire back killed the guards in their way. The voice on the speakers called by the Rebels The Voice specks as they get onto a free lift.
The Voice, "My brother and sisters we have achieved step one. Now to step two!" All the armed men and women shout almost at the same time "Fight back!" A man hands Timmy and shiv while he gives AJ one shot pistol. Man "Fight brothers fight for your freedom. Down with the Evil V!" Rebel's "DOWN WITH THE EVIL V!" Timmy turns to AJ "You said you wanted to fight here's you chance!" AJ nods knowing that he has to kill a guard to get a real gun. Timmy doing the same ready to stab someone. The group's lift makes it to the half way mark and everyone is expecting a fight.
Five minutes later the lifts stop and the awaiting guards open fire. The Rebels fire back. Some get hit and died from the amount of bullets they take. Timmy and the laborers rush forward screaming as they take a bullet or a life. Timmy jumps a guard by jumping right onto him. The guard fall backwards in astonishment long enough for Timmy to stab him rapidly in the neck. As the cyborg spits up the green oil like blood Timmy takes his rifle. And his ammo belt. Checking the chamber Timmy unloads the empty clip and pushes a new one down the open slot.
Hearing the click and seeing the numbers on the side telling him how much ammo he has. Timmy looks around. AJ is hurt but he's got his hands on a real handgun. Nodding they stand and follow the Rebels to the doors. As they push out the doors they see the war around them. Factory buildings burning, people getting shot my guards at vantage points, and bodies sprawled all over. Timmy pulls AJ into cover as the guards start shots at their group. Timmy and several others with rifles try and kill the guards to make head way into their escape. Feeling the kick of the rifle Timmy smiles as his fifth shot hits a guard. After a few dozen shots the last guards drop and they move from cover.
However above them they see the blazing fire of attack choppers. The group scrambles for cover as they come under missile fire. Rolling out of the way Timmy and AJ look up to see one of the choppers hit by a rocket launcher. But shortly after a chopper takes out the rocketeer's position. The two teens keep running hoping to find more Rebels. But they stop as several cyborg hounds spot them. AJ pushes into a door and Timmy follows right behind him. Timmy pushes a guard's vending machine and slams it in front of the door. The two once more go into a mad dash for their freedom.
Once more the voice of the Rebels booms in the air "Step three my siblings! Destroy the machines of Evil V!" Soon the two find a catwalk along the outside of the burning building. Starting their walk they see a storm of rockets hit or try to hit the attack choppers. AJ "We better hurry." Timmy nods as they sprint across the walkway. As they try to get to the other side one of the choppers slams into the wall of the catwalk above them. Stumbling from the impact shock way. Timmy turns to see that the catwalk was barely holding onto the side of the building. AJ looks at Timmy hoping the metal will hold. But it's the catwalk above them that gives first. Timmy grabs AJ and jumps off the side of the walkway.
Seeing the rocks at where they are to land Timmy hopes that it won't hurt too badly. But something tells him to hold out his hand. Thinking its just instinct Timmy raises his hand to feel nothing but an odd warm feeling. AJ "Dude what are you doing?" Timmy opens his clinched eyes to see that his hand is glowing pink. And that he and AJ have stopped in mid drop. Seconds before they hit the rocks. Before Timmy can say anything his hand stops glowing and they land. AJ stares at Timmy who stares at his hand. AJ "Dude how did you?" Timmy utterly dumbstruck can't think of anything. Timmy "No idea."
However the two try to brush it off and run to find the Rebels. As the two fights through another factory length street. They find the Rebels loading survivors into getaway trucks. Running to the trucks Timmy turns seeing the blazing trail a missile heading right at them. Seeing the world slower then ever Timmy shoves AJ. And feels the hot flash of the missile. Only for it to last a second. Turning Timmy blinks several times to see that once more his hand is glowing and he's unharmed. A few Rebels sprint to him shocked at what they just saw. Grabbing both Timmy and AJ they jump into a truck and drive off. As Timmy and AJ look from the back of the truck. They see the factories of Evil V burning to the ground.
Rebel "Yeah burn to the ground. Soon it'll be V's whole empire that burns." AJ "One can only hope now." Another Rebel taps Timmy shoulder "The Voice will be glad to see you. Here take a painkiller and get some rest. You two will need it." Timmy nods sinking into his set on the bouncing truck bed. Timmy 'I hope your watching. Cause I got out and I'll do what I need to do to see you pay for the pain we suffered.'
Unknown person's View
"So tell me how did the Rebels make it to that factories again major?" Seeing the cowering commander cyborg before me his sweat pouring down his face. His knees shaking and from the sounds of his stomach he was either going to puke or shit himself. Either way he's dead. He allowed the Rebel's to take all the laborers in the third sector factories along with the sectors housing unit's life moral prisoners. This was unacceptable I had a lot of fun with the misery there. The sad faces of kids I once new. A few I had the most fun watching try to make their shitty situation manageable. And this fuckup has the balls to try and ask for another chance.
Cyborg commander "Empress V I did everything I could. Once Rebels armed the laborers we stood very little chance. My men were told to kill the Rebel's yes and they were doing well. They soon became out numbered once they snuck into the factories and home units." "Tell me how they could kill all of your men with only make shift knives and single shot pistols? Your excuses have worn thin with me commander. I'll be sure to tell you second in command the good news."
He shakes even harder trying to think of something to say. But I don't want to hear it. Snapping my fingers an electric whip snarls his neck. He kicks and begs for a second chance. But I don't give second chances for failures. Looking to my left I see the reports on my secretaries desk. "Susan give me a summary of everything that happened during the breakout. And make sure to not skip the small stuff." Susan nods as I look out the large window of my throne/ office room. Its good to be on top, it's hard to make sure the pests stay in their place.
She's trying to get together an army to help the hold out states. She can try all she wants. But now it'll be easier to find her. She has him with her. I still remember my old self. Hard to let all of my past go. He bucked teeth still a reminder of how much he smiled. I'll enjoy crushing her and seeing what kind of face he makes this time.
AJ's View
As we walk around the underground network of tunnels. Timmy and me have been with the Rebels for at least four days. Timmy was kept from seeing other people for these few days. The Rebels simply told me that they wanted to ask him a few questions. But now they're taking us to meet the person they called The Voice. She's supposed to be the one in charge of all the Rebels on this side of the US. Timmy and me take a seat as several other Rebels come into the room. After some time a side door opens to have a girl around out age walk in. She has black pigtails, large glasses with one cracked lens, and pretty much that same Rebel themed outfit.
The girl sits down across from us still smiling. Timmy "Been a while Tootie." The Rebels look at Timmy oddly to have the teen girl answer "Same to you Tim. Still angry at my sister?" Timmy "Hardly anyone knows that she's related to you. But if I get a chance I'll get revenge for what she did to our parents." "Whoa hold on a minute a few months ago Timmy you were giving up on fighting with the Rebels. What's made you do a three sixty?" The Voice or Tootie "Because bro he's a Fairy. Evil V and us have history... a lot of history some of you might not understand. Before the start of the second half of the magic war she was family. I'm ashamed of it yes. But at one time Evil V looked out for Tim and me.
"Next time we know she's destroying everyone we love. I got away because Tim here collapsed the escape tunnel before he run through it. I've been trying to find you for a couple of years now Tim. Glad your ok." Timmy "Apreitaite it Tootie but I'm far from fucking ok. And you can ask anyone you picked up from my camp and they'll tell you the same. I have a fucking death wish. But this magic thing in me... How the fuck can I possibly be of help when I can't even us it?" Another Rebel "We're going to help with that part. The Evil V hates good nature she's almost feeding off of all the territories misery. We send you into a few of the cities we're fighting in. And we can inspire people to fight back."
"So the plan is to get him to fight and inspire. What if the Evil V sends someone to kill him?" Female Rebel with a Russian accents "Not to worry my friends. We'll give him a disguise. That way when things get too crazy he slips away without anyone noticing. And with help of magic jammer his magical signal will be blocked from Evil V's scanning drones." Timmy "Tootie I assume you've come up with what I'm going to wear? You always did love fashion." Tootie smiles widely nodding as she motions Timmy to follow here. After twenty minutes Timmy and Tootie walk back into the room.
Timmy is wearing an old motorcycle helmet. But it has two cartoons like grenades of the sides of it colored pink. While his overall outfit is a leather jacket with a large pink stars on the shoulders. Over the sides of his leather jacket are pieces of metal riveted into it making it look cooler. His steel-toed biker boots have sprints in the heels. And his baggy black pants had two pink streaks going down the side. Finally in pink letters within a red explosion on his back are words in a banner. The banner reads Pink Bomber.
"Dude you look like a old school biker." Timmy "Shut up dude. So how do we start this off? Cause I still don't know how to use magic at all?" Rebel "We're going to hit the natural weapons museum and take something that might help you." Timmy "Might what's the might?" Tootie "We're not sure if what we're after will be there. But we are sure that it'll help you with your magic if its there." "Ok but what if Evil V gets too interested? I mean when was the last time any of the Head F.R.E.D's allowed a Fairy to walk free?" Rebel "They won't catch him. Cause once we get what we need he'll be able to help us fight back. Timmy's our ace and when kids see him they'll flip with joy."
Timmy "So I can't let anyone know who I am under this helmet right?" Tootie and the others nod "No one outside this room will know who you are under the helmet Tim. No let's get ready we need to hit the packing district to distract those chumps. Then make our real move." Nodding we leave the room but Tootie stops Timmy from leaving. Tootie "Go on ahead Tim will catch up." Timmy "Go ahead a grab a bite bro. I'll see you in a little while." I nod to close the door behind me.
Timmy's View
Looking through the open helmet visor I keep an eye out for our signal. Tootie had convinced me to turn my pink headband into a pink mouth mask to wear under the helmet. Yeah much like her mother and sister you can't say no to Tootie and those green eyes. AJ "Dude you screw Tootie after we left? I mean I not judging..." "No dude I... we just needed to catch up. I mean six years apart really makes you want to reconnect with someone. And she wanted to reconnect. I'll tell you more when we're alone right now we need to wait for the signal." Sitting on the muggy fire escape is bad enough.
But we have to wait for it to start raining along with waiting for the distraction team to hit their target. After two hours the rain is pretty heavy and my socks are kind of soggy. AJ taps me as smoke and alarms start to sound form the packing area. Radio, "All teams move for the main target." Sliding down the fire escape we run along the back alley's to stop at the first meet area. The Two rebels there hand AJ and me our weapons. AJ has shotgun while I have a SMG.
Rebel "Ok teams three and five are going in through the tunnels under us. If they don't meet us at the vault we have to meet them. We're going to hit the side entrance. The main entrance is under lockdown because of everyone else hitting the packaging district. From what we know there should only be ten guards." AJ "I wish we had better Intel." "Well for that we'd need better computers. All we got are the beat up ones from the scrap yards." Female rebel "I get your point but we need to move now." Rushing across the rain soaked streets I used a pocket popper to blow off the side doors handle.
Inside we check our surroundings for the guards and their drones. As we get closer a growl comes from somewhere in the building. I look around "Did someone miss dinner?" With that the guy screams as a cyborg hounds jumps and bites into his neck. AJ pumps a few rounds into it while the girl with us looks him over. Soon the alarms ring. "Can he walk?" Girl rebel "No he's gone move." Rushing down the halls AJ and I follow her seeing as she has the map. As we turn three guards spot us. In an instant all of us going back a forth in a blaze of bullets. One guards takes five to the chest while another gets clipped in his thigh.
I take the kill shot and scatter his robobrains all over the marble floor. AJ rushes the last guard causing him to flinch as he pummels him with buckshot. After the seventh shot the guards on his back dead. Running once more we stop as several hovering head bots fire lasers at us from their mouths. I feel the burn as one laser gets my knee. Rolling to cover I see AJ and the chick with us do the same. Pulling a grenade I throw it with the other rebel doing the same. Taking cover the grenades goes off causing a good amount of damage around the place. Looking over my cover a laser just misses my head. Seeing a few burns hairs fall into my head I fell for the spot.
Piss I pop up and shoot at the ones that don't get hit by a mini explosion. AJ flanks the last one take a clean shot at its side. Fizzling it implodes as it hits the floor. Rushing down the hallways we turn to find two guards at the door we need to get through. I run across to the other side of the hall. Distracted with shooting at me AJ and the Rebel kill's them. Running down the staircase we stop as three guards burst through and access door way. Rushing one I tackle him into the railing. Distracted the Rebel and AJ kill the other guards while I stab the one I'm pinning in the neck.
Rushing down the stairs we finally reach the basement and its giant steel vault door. Placing a brick of C4 at the door the chick arm it with a trip wire. Rebel "Ok the others are still dealing with the bots in the tunnels no doubt. Once we get the device we have to make it to them." AJ and I pull two heavy drills from the backpacks we've been carrying. We start drilling into the first four locking joints inside of the door. The Rebel tries to finish up hacking into the keypad but she seems to be struggle. Rebel "Shit the codes won't enter." AJ "Switch with me." Rebel "What?" "Just give it to him we don't have time." Switching AJ scoops up the large hackers pad. We need the doors secondary locks off before we blow it open. After five beeps he gives us the thumbs up.
Placing chunks of C4 into the holes we made we add the blasting caps. We stand back and blow the large door off its frame. With the large door slumping forward its crashes down and cracks the floor. Getting inside the Rebel starts looking over the crates scattered around the room. "What are we looking for?" Rebel "The box we need has the numbers 2223457." AJ "I got it." Pulling the crate over his shoulder AJ and the Rebel race for the door. But I stop to pull a spray can. Writing quick in the pink spray I rush out after them. "Hope your watching cause we have a debt to settle."
Tootie's View
Eighteen dead and all we can hope for is the Intel from the old files are good. If not all we got from the main heist might be junk. Timber and Blook are now trying to blow torch the final locking mechanisms for the metal box. Timmy or the Pink Bomber is getting stares from everyone in the room. I told the Rebel's that a real hero finally came to help us. But he needed one last thing to prove that he was worthy to help us. So now we're all on edge.
Something needs to give. A side has to show that they cannot be beaten. And she's held all the cards so far. We need Tim we need him. And from the way the kids are giving him as they wait by their parents. They want to see too what a real hero looks like. We all need this... Tim's minds been in a slop downward from what his friends and Ms. D's told me. Something will give because everyone need a little more hope. Blook "I think its open." I look at Timber to translate "He says he thinks its open." Blook grabs the edges and push the metal boxes top off. With the box open I walk up to look inside.
Smiling I pick up our prize. The thin chrome black tube fits right into my hand. The large chain tassel that wraps around the wrist has a little gold star hanging off it. Turning I walk over to Tim. "Fingers crossed everyone." Handing it to Tim it buzzes for a moment to then hum. The tubes inner workings comes to life in Tim's hand. Several futuristic strips go along the tubes body until they reach the top of the tube. Just like that the end glows bright like a flashlight. I smile "My friends allow me to introduce the Pink Bomber the last Fairy warrior." Cheers sounds through the cramped room as everyone pats Tim on the back or want to shake his hand.
Tim "So how do I use this thing?" "Don't worry we'll test you out in the practice room. For now just be cool and be their hero." Tim nods as he tries to act cool. Soon his bold friend taps me. "AJ right? You want to see if you can use that thing too? Never know maybe we'll get lucky." AJ "I'm ok. But I was wondering if you can tell me how you've been doing with your tech. If I can get more stuff we can get better Intel. I can even find ways for the tech to help Pink and the other operations you might have in mind." "Ok talk to Blook and Timber tomorrow. Right now I think the heroes going to need someone to save him."
I chuckle as Tim bends down to have the kids jump and hug him. I can tell from his movement it's been a long time since he's felt this way. A connection a reason to be happy. My mom told me kids are every generation's future. We have to show them that being a hero and standing up against evil are what being a hero is all about.
The Evil V's View
I can't believe what these scouts are telling me. It's simply impossible. I conjure a knife and fling it into the eye socket of one of them. "Tell me again this time without your snarky word play." Scout on the left "Look ma'am like we said this guy he's been causing problems all over Kansas. When we got to the first site of his attacks it was just a museum, then a weapons depot, and a guard network tower. Now he's hitting weapons shipments, prisoner trains, and cyborg shipment trucks. We don't have any other knowledge other then that he works with the Rebels. Under the command of the Voice. And he calls himself the Pink Bomber. Ma'am from what we saw he can use mauuuuufudduH!"
Using my own magic I choke the life from the fool and let him drop to the ground. Glaring at the last one I float off my throne and past Susan's desk. A few inches away from the last scouts face I can smell his fear. "Tell everyone that someone is using magic or trying to be a Fairy and I'll kill you too. Magic is for the powerful not the weak that want the world to be boring and kind. Bleh you're dismissed and tell all the guards in the Kansas state to kill that faker and any other Rebels ON SIGHT!" He salutes me to run off. Looking out my window I can taste the misery of the people that don't like the new way of life that I'm imposing on them all. The powerful and loyal get special chips put into them. Along with those that deserve to be on equal grounds.
I've separated all cities into a special layout. Those that prove to be loyal, true givers of my ideal world, and have good genes will be allowed into the inner rings of cities. The second city rings are for people who are powerful but must earn a living. Basically lawyers, judges, programmers, and assassins you know etc. my kind of people. Then there's the third ring they are the working class they get paid but they have prisoners from selections doing the heavier lifting. I remember how I gave some of them a taste of the center ring lifestyle. No job, no worry about losing your home. Sure I want all my subjects to live a job and money free life.
But some have to be miserable for others to stay happy. No one will rebel once the Rebels are dealt with. Tootie's still playing leader for her Rebels. And now she might have a new friend causing waves. The only time I like waves is when the roll across my naked body on my private beach. Susan "Ma'am Veronica is asking when she'll get her third chip implant?" "Call doctor Hurt's tell him to setup the appointment she's been very good. So she's earned it."
These chips grant you freedom to do certain things around states. Power states is the full name of my three-ring state power hierarchy. Hell I still get a kick that the no lifers are a real work force now. Yes even those people that sit on their ass have a paying job. They basically plug their chip codes into their computers and they came sell life bucks. Online is much different now and so are the games. People play games with Life bucks that equal to real money. Also I love the new fun people are having with Killers tube. People do anything they can to kill, murder, or backstab people that work inside a selected building. Usually it's all ridged but the last few entries have been fun to watch.
Turning away from the window to float to my room. Throwing off my cap and dark ruler style clothes I change into my nightwear. Short yoga pants and a see through nightie. I pull a small book of pictures from my bed draw remembering the old times. "Sorry sis but you may want life to go back to how it was. But I won't let it. I finally have things the way I want them to be. And no one is going to change it back." Looking over my shoulder I see the bumbling fool of a Hunter trip his way in through my door. His pale skin like most Fairy Hunters still getting their fix off dry black mushrooms. Still find is nasty as fuck that his ear is on his neck. It's Crocker and boy he's looking even paler then normal.
Crocker "Sorry I'm late my empress I got caught up with helping my mother..." Seeing him stare at my breast I slam a magic weight onto his head. "The last thing I need to do is think about your mother. And pay attention or I'll do worse then hit you with a weight. Now head to Kansas and put an end to whoevers faking being a Fairy." Crocker "Yes ma'am." He runs off with his odd Fairy Anti generator pack. "I still wonder why I keep him around?" Flipping through the pages I find one of him his buckteeth and smile as gentle looking as my memories of him. Even seeing his face broken from what I did was enough for me not to kill him. Hearing a scream followed by the sounds of someone falling down spiral stairs I smirk. "Now I remember."
Timmy's View
Smiling I use magic very lightly to create a many bubbles as I can for the kids. They laugh and giggle at how much fun they're having. It's been eight months since I've become the Pink Bomber. And for the most part it's been going well. Looking up Tootie waves me over. Creating a pack of chalk I hand it to the kids. Who ran to tell Ms. D. She's become a go to nanny for a lot of the orphan kids around the place. Tootie "I see you've got a handle on creating stuff and having fun with the kids." "Yeah. Is AJ and the other back from hitting that truck?" Tootie "They'll be here in another hour. But Tim are you ok? AJ been telling me you've been spacing out when you're not wearing your helmet?"
"I've been wondering what it'll take to beat her? I also being thinking of how I can possibly stand a chance against her? She's far stronger then me. Is it wrong that apart of me wants her to be family again? I just want to see her most of all... is that wrong or horrible?" Feeling Tootie's hand on my cheek I turn to her. Pulling me closer she slides my mouth mask down. I feel Tootie's lips meet mine for a heart-warming kiss. I remember the feelings I had for her and her sister. They were there for me when our parents were fighting with the Fairies. But after what She did it all changed. And the world lost its sense of kindness and joy.
V was family and she tried to erase us from the world so she wouldn't seem weak. Even when I was younger I thought she was strong. I saw her and Tootie as my sisters. And over time my love for them was like a flower open and always accepting. But V agreed to a path I never thought she would walk. She always told us if given a chance she would be a Fairy. Then the changes began. It was first just her facial reactions, then her laugh became twisted, and soon her eyes became intense with an emotion I never saw before. And then he came and she agreed. That one night it took for V to take over our old hometown. She didn't even blink when the Anti's goons took me away. I still see her eyes watching me the whole time as they did.
Pulling away I look at Tootie her green eyes were always lighter then V's. Tootie rubs my cheek to take notice the liquid on her fingers. I was crying while we were kissing. Pulling her into a hug she hugs me back. "Tootie I still remember when she use to scare us. How she playfully teased us. I still can't believe she took that Anti's offer. How she kill them..." Tootie sinks deeper into our hug. Tootie "I know... we'll do everything to remind people how to be sweet and kind again." Nodding I look over her shoulder to see one of the little kids staring at us. "Hey do you want me to create something else cutie?" The little girl smiles as she pulls me by the finger back into the room. 'Vicky your the evil that I must fight right? Then I'll do it for the innocent. And so people don't end up like I am. Confused and shifting through the wind.'
Jester; Well there you go everyone and please be honest. But not painfully honest cause nobody really likes flamers. So yeah like, share, and comment and peace off everyone.