Welcome Back I hope you are ready because this chapter is going to be good.

Chapter 2: The end?

Shal and Sam geared up for action.

Shal put clips into his pistols and shotguns, then got a blue bandanna wrapped around his head and quills.

Sam got some pistols and a knife.

Now they are ready for the biggest mission of their lives.

They made there way to the location of Dr Clown and found a building somewhat old.

Shal: "This must be the place. Alright, I take the back, you take the front. "

Sam: "Wait!"

Shal had already left for the back of the building, excited to get $3,000,009.

He got to the back door and slowly opened it to see if it had any traps. To his surprise, no traps where there.

He wandered around a bit, trying to find Dr Clown, until he came to a room that had a dim blue light in it.

He walked inside and looked around: there were chemicals all around him, there were robot arm testing chambers, and a somewhat transparent cloth over something.

He got his revolver out and walked towards the cloth and pulled it.

All the sudden, a robot punched him in the stomach, knocking him away a good distance!

"AAAAGHH!" Shal said holding his chest.

He grabbed his gun frantically, and shot the bot, but the bullet bounced off like a terminator.

Shal: "Aww SHIT!"

The robot threw another swing at him, but Shal rolled away from it.

But then the bot quickly turned and punched him again, sliding him into a wall.

Shal: "Ooofff!"

The bot then picked him up and slammed him on the floor, pinning him down with its cold and monstrous hands.

Shal struggled to get out of his cold and hard grip.

Then some slow foot steps were hear on the marble floor. Some slow clapping followed.

"Hahahaaaa!" A voice could be heard that was so diabolical, it could make anyone cower.

Then he appeared: Dr Clown!

Dr Clown: "Nice work on finding my lab. You know, do you want to find out how you know about this place?"

Shal: "You're the one that send the bounty!?"

Dr Clown: "Yes! You see, I knew If I wanted to succeed in making my robots and ruling this world, I would have to kill the best bounty hunters! So I sent the message to you and your brother."

Shal: "What?"

Dr Clown: "Oh yea, while you were looking around, I had a visitor through the front door."

Dr Clown unveiled some cloth that was hung by the ceiling, showing a bleeding and busted up Sam.

He had shackles around his wrists and they were chained to the ceiling, unable to let Sam fight or run away.

Shal: "No!"

Dr Clown: "Yes! It was your arrogance that brought y'all here, you could of had more back up, but it was all about the money! You dragged your brother into this!"

Shal: "Damn it." He said so low and sad, knowing his brother is dying because of his pride.

Dr Clown: "Now then, Shal. *picks up crowbar* I will do the same to you as I did you brother."

Dr Clown: "Omega Patriot, may you give him a hug, then me fight him?"

Omega Patriot, still having Shal in his grip, squeezed Shal's torso and back as you hear bone cracking pain.

Shal: "AAAAGGGHHH!"

Omega Patriot dropped Shal, causing him to land on the floor.

Shal struggled to get up, but then, Dr Clown threw a hard swing with the crowbar, cutting Shal's face.

Then another swing to the chest, and another swing to the face, and another swing, and a bunch more followed.

Eventually Shal looked up at the madman with one eye closed by the cut of the crowbar, and fell to floor coughing.

Dr Clown: "Now then, see you all in Hell."

Dr Clown breaks a few of the beakers, and then pulls out a lighter and catches the chemicals on fire.

Dr Clown: "Omega Patriot, lets get out of here."

Shal crawled to Sam, hoping to get him out of there.

But it was no good...

Outside, Dr Clown held a remote that had a bright red button.

Dr Clown: "Alright, time to go out with a bang!"

He slammed the button, then the bottom of the building exploded, causing the place to crumble.

Dr Clown: "HAHAHAHA! Now then, let's get to my real lab, cause this place was rented. Wait till the owner sees this place, hahahaha."

Dr Clown and Omega Patriot fled the scene, disappearing into the night.

Cop cars, fire trucks, and ambulances rushed to the area, yellow tape sealing it off, firemen putting out what they could, and police men searching the area.

Watching from a far, a red echidna wearing a tattered brown trench coat and brown hat was observing the scene as well. But unlike them, he knew what was happening.

He muttered to himself.

Knuckostro: "The Savage, he is here."