Sorry for the long break, I'll try to update this as much as possible.
The autumn wind whistled through the abandoned prison, giving the entire building an eerie, chilling atmosphere. The grey concrete walls added to the effect, with the paint slowly chipping away as nature took back the building. Inside the building, Cory searched frantically for records on the gang. If the internet still existed, Cory would be able to check the creepypasta wiki to learn about them, but, unfortunately, the internet had been deleted thanks to Cory.
Stumbling across a large book, Cory opened it. 2 pounds of dust fell onto the floor off the top of it, causing Cory to cough loudly. The dust was suddenly blown away from the wind, off into the outside world. The book was huge and contained information on every creepypasta gang member. One of the pages was torn out, though. Looking at the index, it appeared to be the page about the boss.
Cory Closed the book and put it in his backpack. It wasn't heavy, because it was made out of carbon fiber. What should Cory do now? He couldn't even go back to the white house because the president would know something was up then.
The president had again and again told Cory he couldn't go to what was left of Japan. His reasoning was because Cory was too weak right now. It was too bad, too, because his katana was still in the white house.
How could he get to Japan? Well, standing around wasn't going to get him there. He walked across the dusty, filthy floor, and exited through the door, into the morning light. Walking toward the city, he got a brilliant idea. Chris could help him.
Cory hurried toward the shack on the edge of town where Chris lived. He used to have a real house, but he burned it down to get extra money. As punishment, the president moved him out of the city to a small shack. The shack was about the size of a large closet. It featured a mattress and a door. Sometimes it was also home to rats.
Cory burst through the door, catching Chris in the process of eating a rat in his underpants. His fat flowed down him, covered in dark hairs. Cory slammed the door shut, then opened in a few minutes to find him eating another rat, this time wearing a kimono.
"Chris I need your help, I need to get to Japan!"
"Talk no more, my friend. I have a few people you can go meet to get you there!"
Cory gasped, "where are they?"
"California."
The color trained from Cory's face. California was the worst place on Earth. But to go to Japan, Cory knew he would need to suck it up and face his fears.
"I'll do it!"
Cory snuck around downtown DC, looking for a vehicle. Eventually, he saw a stray motorcycle with a sidecar on the side of the road. Cory ran up and jumped onto the seat, hurting himself in the process. He kept pressing buttons, but nothing was working. Then he realized that he didn't turn the keys. The engine roared to life, distorting the air around it with the heat of a thousand tiny explosions. The gasoline flowed smoothly through the tank, fueling the engine. Cory, having never ridden a motorcycle, didn't know how to get moving.
The boy kept pressing buttons, but nothing worked. Frustrated, he kicked the side of the bike, setting it off and moving Cory at a high speed. Cory grabbed the handles instinctively as the motorcycles owner ran out the the store he was in, pulling out a gun. Cory took off, riding down the road and narrowly avoiding the bullets of the person he was stealing from.
As Cory exited onto the highway, he felt as if he was free. He thought too soon. Police cars thundered onto the road, catching up with him. Cory hit the gas and sped off, causing the police cars to speed up as well. Cory quickly maneuvered through the cars on the highway, narrowly avoiding most of them. He couldn't quite seem to lose the cops.
All of a sudden, Cory saw two semi trucks, right next to each other, on the highway taking up the entire section. He couldn't get around them, so he had to go through them. He sped up and aimed for the center of the two trucks. As he entered the gap, the sidecar was torn off of the motorcycle, causing Cory to lose his balance and hit the side of one of the trucks. The door opened on the back of the truck, and the ramp slide down.
Cory fell back, dazed. A vision of sonic the hedgehog appeared in his head, telling him he needed to keep going. Sonic needed him to go fast.
Cory saw the fallen ramp, and quickly aimed for it. The sirens faded as he fell into laser focus, gunning it and speeding toward the ramp. He hit the side of the ramp and fell off the bike, into the trailer. Cory quickly shut the doors and fell asleep in the back of the car.
Cory was awoken by the sound of crates being moved. He got up and out of the truck, seeing the shores of California. He felt dizzy, he was in California. Cory quickly jumped from the truck and breathed in the Californian air, feeling sick. He vomited onto the ground. Thick, chunky liquid fell onto the ground, colored reddish brownish.
Cory quickly got up and walked out of the shipping yard, oh yeah he was in a shipping yard. He walked toward a nearby city and continued to go down a street, the California air making him depressed. As he walked, he saw a golden glow from up ahead. Cory ran through the crowds toward the glow, and followed it all over town. Eventually he caught up with it, and gasped.
Standing there was none other than Sky from skydoesminecraft, holding a budder sword. Next to him was Captainsparklez, who preferred being called Tyrone by friends. They watched as Cory ran up, screeching excitedly as he stared at the budder sword held by Sky.
"You guys are my heroes!" Cory jumped up and down, shaking.
"Hey! You ruined our lives! You're the one who deleted the internet and destroyed our YouTube career!" Sky yelled, anger flowing through his veins.
"I need your help, guys. I need to get to Japan," Cory said, ignoring what Sky had just said.
Tyrone looked up, having an idea, "Dr. Eggman has a lab near the edge of town, maybe we can take one of his ships to get to Japan."
Cory stared at Tyrone, excited again, "We NEED to do that!"
"Now wait just one darned second," Sky said, holding his budder sword up, "This is the guy who ruined our lives. How did you even find me?"
"I know this guy named Chris who watches your videos and he looked you guys up."
"But the internet is gone."
"He never had the internet to begin with, he used this thing called a phone book."
Sky nodded, sighing at Cory's stupidity. Even a minecraft YouTuber like himself saw that Cory was the dumbest person on Earth, and that's coming from a minecraft YouTuber. Cory looked at Sky expectantly, waiting for his answer. Sky sighed then agreed to go.
Tyrone and Sky made a plan to get into the building, but Cory didn't listen to it. He walked right into the lab when they got there, despite Tyrone and Sky's protests. Cory then walked straight into a trap, and was captured by Eggman's robots. They also got Tyrone and Sky as they tried to escape.
They were locked into a cage above a pot of boiling acid. Doomed.
"Good job, Cory. First you ruin our lives and now we're dead," Sky said, swinging his budder sword around. The robots didn't see swords as real weapons.
"S-sorry mister…" Cory sobbed and fell to the floor of the cage, hot streams of tears flowing down his face. He had betrayed his heroes, this was the worst day of his life. Cory began weeping harder and harder until a blue blur flew across the room. Cory looked up at the blur, amazed.
"Sonic?!" Cory shouted as the cage fell onto solid ground and broke apart. The blue blur slowed down, revealing it as none other than Xerath, again. Cory looked at her disappointed and began crying again. He had wanted Sonic.
Xerath disappeared and Tyrone and Sky searched for a ship, leaving Cory behind. Eventually they found it: the egghawk. The YouTubers jumped in and grabbed Cory. They flew out of the laboratories and into the setting sun, heading towards the only beacon of life on this miserable Earth: Japan.