When we reached the CGNU fields, we knew something was up. The sky had become overcast and black. Lightning flickered through the skies. Rain that had started as a drizzle was rapidly turning into a downpour.
The lights that usually illuminated our night games were all out, except for one. It was aimed onto the middle of the field, where a huge circle had been painted onto the grass. It's looked just like the circle we used as boundaries for our Golf Club games. As we walked forward, we noticed two figures moving towards us. We were on our guard, until they stepped into the light. It was Pom Pom and Homegrown. We rejoined them just outside of the circle of light.
It was then that we heard the sinister laughter. Judging by the sound of it, whoever was laughing was moving closer. Next we saw the glowing eyes, right before the figure moved into the light.
There was no doubt that this was The Chort. He was about a foot tall, blue fur with black dots. He was carrying a wicked looking golf club, a drorver by the looks of it.
He stopped in the middle of the circle.
Strong Bad whispered, "Circle around him, so he won't be able to escape."
We moved all around him. It seemed like he had nowhere to go. But Strong Mad's emotions got the better of him.
"FOR THE CHEAT! FOR THE CHEAT! "
With that, he lunged for The Chort. But he wasn't expecting a counterstrike.
The Chort leapt into the air, performed two flips, then landed a blow with the driver into Strong Mad's back. It didn't seem to be much of a hit, but it threw of da big guy's balance, and he hit the ground hard. The wet ground made him slide into Homestar, who had set up across from him, and they both careened into the stands. Strong Mad was out cold, and Ramrod was underneath him. Hamstray told us later that he was trying to get us to come over there and help him, but he had a face full of Strong Mad's butt, so he didn't feel like opening his mouth.
Strong Bad was tired of messin' around. He tried to do some kinda wrestling move or sumthin' but it didn't work either. He'd jumped into the air while yelling nonsense, but The Chort had just side-stepped his attack. Strong Bad ended up with his head under the mud, but we could hear him yelling something about a cheating crap for crap.
Pom Pom, Bubs, and I saw that going after him alone wasn't working, so we each began easing towards The Chort.
In the blink of an eye, he had darted over to Pom Pom. Bubs and I could only watch as he reared back his golf clorb. Pom Pom bubbled that he couldn't be hurt easily, because of his low density light weighted Pomness.
Unfortunately, The Chort heard Pom Pom's boast, and instead of trying to hurt the Pom, swung his club like a baseball bat. Pom Pom wasn't expecting that, and the force of the blow combined with his light weight resulted in Pom Pom flying out of the CGNU fields.
Well, at this Bubs just freaked out. He turned around and ran fer his life. I don't blame em, cause I'da done the same if my legs hadn't given out on me. As it was, I counldn't move, I was so scared.
The Chort looked at all my fallen comrades. He just glared at each one, before his gaze moved to me.