Prologue:
COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS...(Shows two youths filling a police officer with bullets, his body slamming to the floor as they make off with a duffel bag and in a monster truck inside of a stadium)
This is what we do for a living, not even for a living but just to keep us afloat. We rob stores, or anything we can get our hands on, anything. Whether it be money from a bank robbery or robbing a drug dealer, as long as we survive nothing else matters. I don't even know how we get away with it considering our good luck charm (Shows Stu and Bryson in paper bag masks shooting up a store and stabbing a drug dealer, making off with his wallet; it then shows the good luck charm: The giant monster truck they use to get away, running over several police cars in the process)
Yeah pretty much. See, we're runaways, we ran away from everything. That was always the solution to our problems. Running away. We ran away from home, ran away from high school, run away from reality. All we do is stick up money, eat and get high. That's our only way to escape (Shows flashes of running away from an with an old man holding the leash of an attack dog, two empty desks, and then the two eating a burger under an overpass and smoking)
Stu thought that we were running away from our past, but we're running towards our future, that's what we were always running towards. We can't stay trapped, we should always move forward; see I have plan: we just need enough money to do it, any money is good money. So in order to raise the stakes and get closer to our goal...we decided to hit up a stadium, they always had a lot of money in those safes. Hell I mean we already shot our way through there in the beginning and got this beautiful lady, so what could go wrong this time? Turns out a lot. (Shows Bryson looking at money, zooming in on Ben Franklin's face with blood dripping on it, zooming out to show him shooting a security guard and blood spraying everywhere. It then flashes to the monster truck they stole, then everything goes black.)
We shot our way through, shot cops, shot civilians, anybody. I saw some sort of irony in it but I'm not too sure what that was. (Shows flashes of screaming and gunshots)
Anyways though, we shot our way through, got the money and started running off. And usually we get away immediately, as our monster truck would crush anything in our path. But this time something was off.. (Shows them running away with the money and getting in the truck, only for a dark shadow to come out of the back seat)
A weird bald man injected us with something as soon as we got in. We couldn't see anything. But we somehow ended up in some junkyard, everything intact. But just with some other bald guy in front of us (Shows a shiny, bald head and then a giant needle going into both of their necks, then flashes to show them still in their truck with the money. It then shows a junkyard arena with a throne sat in by a bald man with a weird mark in his eye surrounded by bodyguards armed with assault rifles)
He told us he was looking for people like us...rejects, outlaws, the most twisted of individuals. We got put on the top of his list because of our monster truck and….well our past. He was the only reason that we didn't get caught, with his pull in the world.
He said that if we won his contest, we could get any wish we wanted. Money, revenge, anything. I was hesitant but Bryce was… (Shows flashes of Dollface, Agent Stone and finally Needles Kane; then shows Calypso smoking a cigarette as the two run past him to their monster truck with the cash. A police officer looks at him and Calypso dismisses him, then it flashes to the two looking at Calypso and flashes with packs of money falling from a dark sky, Stu shooting someone with blood spraying on his face and then a little glimpse of hope: a group of houses in a park, which fades out to Stu holding up his hand, Bryce smiling besides him)
I was excited. I couldn't wait to take him up on his offer. He told us that he would help customize our ride for the contest and get ready
I don't know what you got us into but...this is the offer of a lifetime. I just hope you know what you're doing
Don't worry, I always know what I'm doing (Shows Hammerhead smashing through the gates of the junkyard and into the flashing lights, ready to overcome the obstacles ahead.)
Arenas I:
Suburban Terror- "I'm telling you Stu, this will be our big break"
"You really think so? I mean we don't even know if we can trust this guy"
"I promise, after this, we'll be well off. Have a little faith in me! Besides what are we gonna do? Continue being armed robbers? We'll eventually just get caught"
"Ok, I'll put in some faith…this whole thing just creeps me out"
"We'll be fine, trust me"
Junkyard- "This place reminds me so much of our former home"
"Why, because it was a Shit hole?"
"Don't you remember, he used to collect shit, he was a craftsman or something like that"
"Don't remind me"
Ghetto- "This is not a good place, too many memories, our former home"
"Bryce, this is our golden opportunity, we're back where we came from. We can end this here"
"If I see his ass walking around, he's dead"
Harbor Shopping Plaza- "I hate to destroy this place, one of the only places with any semblance for happiness"
"Very true, but in the end it doesn't matter. We'll be leaving this city after the contest"
"I guess. I'll see what I can do to tone down on the damage"
Harbor City- "Bryce….we're being asked to blow up the fucking city! If we get caught then we'll be arrested for...god knows how many years! This is insane!"
"Yeah, that's true but we'll be dead before any of that ever happens so don't worry about it"
"That's got me worrying even more!'
"We got this far, all we have to do is kill the other drivers. Anything else is collateral"
Rooftops- "Shit, why the fuck do we have to fight up here? I hate heights"
"You can do this Bryce, forget about that shit. You can do this, I'm right here, we can do this"
"Alright bro, I hope you know what we're doing"
Stadium Slaughter- "What in the hell is that?"
"I don't know, but it looks like something out of a Rob Zombie video"
"Doesn't mean I wanna see that shit in real life, y'know?"
Middle:
(Shows the final destruction of Minion, with Bryce & Stu looking at the wreckage in the stadium, crows fly over the fire) You know...murdering people in this contest...it...it changes people. It made me feel...alive. Like I could do something, l-l-like I wasn't a freak anymore. (Shows Bryce limping over to the corpse of Minion, putting the shotgun into his mouth and pulling the trigger, brains splattering over a shadow on the wall next to it; it then shows Bryce wickedly smiling)
But at the same time it brought us back..back to the past, something I didn't wanna revisit. We were young orphans looking for a new home. You see, our parents died at a young age, so we didn't really get to remember them that well. (Shows Stu looking at a picture of him, Bryce and their parents when they were kids, a tear dripping down Stu's face. It shows what looks to be an ice cream truck, crashing into them, brutally ripping them apart)
Social services took us and put us in with some old guy. Kreel was his name, he was a doll maker of sorts, or some weird shit like that. No one told us we would be moving in with something of pure evil, and to be honest, I don't think anyone ever expected it. He put up such a nice act but on the inside he was...I..I… (Shows a bald man in a suit dropping the two boys off at an older man's house in a run down neighborhood, Kreel making clown and doll masks, taking the boys into his house and slamming the door behind them, wickedly smiling)
Every day, we would get beaten, locked up places, stuck in rooms with large, vicious dogs. On the worst days he would punch us out, tie us to the wall and, well...there are something's I can't go into detail on. You know what? I figured out the irony, it's these actions by one man that damaged us and led us to damage others, essentially becoming the tormentors of others. (Shows the old man punching the kids, then locking them in cages in the basement with vicious dogs. It then shows Kreel putting on a record and bringing the needle to one side. Twilight Time by The Platters plays loudly, he then turns to Stu cornering him in his bedroom, violently grabbing his thigh)
It was horrible, really fucking horrible, I'm not surprised Stu ended up the way he is. He was always the worst one to get the abuse, and with the way the world is, anyone who goes against us deserve the pain they have coming. Even with me getting less than what he did, we couldn't take it anymore. We ran as far away as we possibly could, what else could we do? Tell the police? In this town they won't care, they would've thought we were bullshitting and stuck us back in with him. We needed to get as far away as possible, so we did anything we could to self sustain. I can't believe, it's been such a long journey, but Stu has always done right by me, I won't forget that. That's the main reason I'm trying to win this, to get a safer home for Stu and kids like him. It's only a matter of time until we make it. (Shows Stu crying in his bedroom, Kreel leaving slowly, then shows the two running away from the home with Kreel holding his attack dog as they run away, shows a police cruiser driving slowly past an alleyway, the brothers hiding behind a dumpster, Stu crying and Bryce holding onto him to comfort. It shows Bryce dreaming up a community of homes and people in a park somewhere, happy, away from the problems they were haunted by. It then shows Bryce walking back to the truck, nodding to Stu and driving out of the stadium)
Arenas II:
Railyard- "Were only halfway there Stu! Forget about Mr. Kreel, there's only the future ahead of us!"
"It's hard to forget Bryce, not only cause of what happened to us, but look at that weird lady in the giant truck"
"What about her?"
"She was victimized by Kreel, same as us"
"And that's a damn shame, if we could save her we would; but we can't cause we're supposed to kill people here. Can't get off focus!"
"I guess, I just have a hard time stomaching killing another victim. We're all damaged here Bryce, we're supposed to save damaged people"
"We will, but these guys aren't gonna let us live. This is self defense so we can help others"
Death Port and Docks- "Bryce...I'm fuckin' scared right now dude! I don't know if we're gonna pass this"
"Stu, you're not gonna drown, I won't let you. Not after you helped me conquer my fear of heights. We're gonna make it. I PROMISE."
"You promise?"
"Hell yeah, this'll be easy shit, but I need you to concentrate...we can do this. Deep breaths ok?"
"Ok….deep breaths"
"Good, now let's get ready to win"
Carnival of Darkness- "And I thought we were rejects"
"I mean shit, he literally looks like something on one of our album covers"
"I don't know, but either way, that freaky clown gets in our way he's dead"
"He's been there since the beginning and hasn't died, what makes you think he'll die now. Come to think about it, no one has…"
"Don't worry about the clown, we can handle this"
SCenter- "Hey Bryce"
"Yeah what's up Stu"
"Isn't that the same adoption agency over there that put us in a home with Kreel?"
"Yes"
"You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Yes"
"Let's do it"
Sewer- "Bryce, are you still sure that you trust Calypso?"
He's kept his promises so far, about getting far, nearly being done, fitting up our ride. I mean I don't know, the whole wish thing sounds odd but I'm sure it'll be fine. Why you ask?'
"He looks shady, beyond shady. The aura he gives off makes me think he built his way to success by fucking people over"
Nah, I think we'll be fine. Don't worry yourself over it dude. Everything is almost over!
"I guess"
Prison Yard- "Isn't this funny as hell. We're at the exact place where they'll lock us up and throw away the key"
"Nah, we're already past that point. Most likely everyone will shoot to kill"
"Dear god…"
Harbor Military Base- "We've gone too far now to get stopped by the military!"
"Bryce it's the goddamn military! Do you know how insane you sound right now? Our nation's armed forces against a bunch of psychopaths in vehicles?"
"Trust me, in this world, anything can happen"
Harbor City Airport- "I told ya Stu, we made it! We fucking made it!"
"You were right, you were fucking right...we made it"
"Only one more step to go!"
Epilogue:
Calypso opened up the hatch in his blimp and let us in, waiting patiently to drive in and claim the reward that we so rightfully earned in destroying both the competition and this city. We didn't need anyone else to do this, it was just me and my bro Stu. (Shows the hatch of the blimp opening and guards signaling the truck to drive in, showing the destruction of the city in the background and the screams of people dying. Shows Stu and Bryce smiling and happy, preparing to celebrate in the truck)
As we drove in we knew exactly what we wanted and we still wanted it. We wanted a sanctuary for all the rejects like us, the drug addicts; the victims of physical, emotional, sexual abuse. Everyone who came from a bad home. It was almost cathartic to even think about, we were so close to achieving our goal, all we had to do was wish for it to come true and it would. We didn't have to think of dealing with money anymore, the feds coming to arrest us. We could use our money, sell our belongings, live off of the land, unite a community together; far, far away from this shithole. (Shows the the two hugging and welcoming people into the community, farming off of the land, selling the monster truck, and building houses, with Stu and Bryce smiling at their achievement)
Calypso listened to us talk excitedly about how we wanted our own sanctuary, a sanctuary for all the screw ups, the abused, the damaged, the freaks. People like us who wanted to stay away from what the outside world wanted. Calypso smiled and his eyes glowed, putting both of his hands on top of our heads as he started laughing. The last thing I heard before the white fog enveloped me was "Your wish has been granted". We fell unconscious to the fog and I dreamt of pure happiness, working together, finding comfort in one another. Maybe even a family. (Shows Calypso smiling, albeit devilishly, putting his hand on top of their hands. Red beams then shoot out of his eyes as he starts laughing. It then shows the white fog enveloping the room as Stu & Bryce fall asleep. It then shows Bryce dreaming about happiness and him kissing a woman with two kids smiling at their imaginary father)
We woke up in a medium sized room, of course enveloped still in the white fog. When we finally came too we were wondering when we suddenly couldn't move our arms, we could move around but our arms were stuck in one place. We were sitting on a couch, around us were people strapped in wheelchairs, taking pills, getting injections, an atmosphere of oppression, loud music blaring over the speakers. We looked outside of the window and what we saw was...it was...oh god. It couldn't be true….Calypso gave us our own sanctuary alright but it wasn't the sanctuary we were dreaming of….(Shows the fog going away, the two dressed up in straight jackets, looking around to find familiar faces: a clown getting held down and injected, a man crying in the corner with no arms or legs, a man with a skull on his head staring at a wall, a woman with a doll mask talking to a goth looking girl playing with dolls, and finally a massive group of patients and doctors listening to a sermon from a priest. The music starts playing Twilight Time by the Platters, with the two looking out the window to find only what looks to be a desert and a sign that says Blackfield Asylum. It then cuts to black.)
Note: This was an experimental chapter for me to write as it had two people, I had to experiment a lot with the everything to make sure I at least felt ok about it, there was also a period of time where I didn't have inspiration so for the past couple months I didn't do much on the site. But now it's finally done, and I personally think it's good but if there's something I missed just let me know. Also, I was gonna release this on Halloween, but it was decided I'd release now instead. I was thinking about releasing a chapter for Halloween but with my schedule I don't know what the plan is. If I don't, I hope you guys have a great Halloween. Peace.
