As the trio approached Tomato Temple, John Wick stopped and turned to the boney brothers. "Alright, you two, listen up. We're in the final 7 players left standing. We're real close to a Victory Royal, so stay on the lookout for players." he declared in a firm voice. "Let's move out, and find some weapons."
The three cautiously entered the stone structure, towering high into the sky topped with a huge tomato head grinning with seemingly unending cheer. Huge vines seemed to ensnare the structure in their thick, green stalks. Torches propped up on the sides lit the temple dimly in the evening, filling it with a mysterious aura.
The three marched through the dark corridors of the temple, led by a confident John Wick holding his gun proudly in the air. "We're in search of something down here that could instantly win this game," John Wick said in a foreboding voice. "In the center of the temple supposedly lies the ultimate treasure; a Golden Scar. Its bullets are said to pierce even the most powerful shields. We could end this game in no time."
"Well, how do we get to this Golden thingy?" Sans asked nonchalantly. "I'm already bone tired, I don't think I can handle much more of this."
John Wick grinned in the torchlight. "That's the kicker, kiddo. Because nobody knows, and nobody's ever found it. Not even me! It's only a myth, but it's said that the most epic of players once entered the Tomato Temple, and emerged with the Golden Scar." As Wick spoke, they felt an ominous wind blow through them. It shimmered for only an instant, but it blew out the torches, plunging the corridor into total darkness.
"OH SPAGHETTI!" screamed Papyrus. "I CAN'T SEE IN ALL THIS DARKNESS! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO…?"…?" But it seemed the temple's tricks and traps were not yet finished with. With a shudder that shook the ground, the ceiling flipped around to reveal a huge set of spikes protruding from it, gleaming even in the dim space. With a horrible creak, the ceiling began tumbling down upon them.
But John Wick acted fast. Holstering his weapon, he screamed, "GO! GO! GO!" and he and the skeletons rushed out of the hallway as fast as their leg(bones) could carry them. As the spike trap was mere inches from crushing Papyrus, they saw a mysterious door frame which ended the corridor. With one final burst of speed, they charged through the door, just as the spikes creaked to a halt at the end of their cycle.
The trio once again assessed their surroundings. Before them was a huge, seemingly unending chamber with inscriptions plastered all across its sandstone walls. Upon it were etched epic gamer style moments that stretched across all of Fortnite history. Placed in the center was an altar, and placed upon it was the legendary Golden Scar itself. Seeing it as the only landmark in the desolate room, they trotted up to it and carefully read the inscription scrabbled desperately upon the stone block. It simply read: "Only the most epic gamers are worthy of the golden scar. Those who try to obtain it and are not gifted with epicness will be cursed with a week of life as a default!"
John Wick, Sans, and Papyrus were immediately #shook because of this ominous comment. There was no worse fate than becoming a nooby default.
"Let's not idle around here. We got some amateurs t H," said John Wick. His voice was trying to sound confident but hinted at what seemed to be self-doubt. Could the cocky Fortnite pro be more than what he seemed on the surface?
"What about that Golden Scar?" asked Sans. Sans almost felt inclined to go ahead and snatch the gun if John Wick wasn't going to.
"It's not worth our time," John Wick. "We can check on it some other time."
Immediately after, John Wick received two new notifications. Two more people just died. It was just four others, John Wick, and the two unregistered skeletons. It wasn't until now that John Wick started to wonder what would happen to Sans and Papyrus. Would they be able to return with him? Would they stay on the island and become one with the map? Would he have to kill them to win? No. He couldn't. He tried to convince himself that wasn't true but he couldn't help consider the reality.
"Stop idling around! There are five of us left!" exclaimed Wick.
"LET'S MAKE THAT FOUR, LADS!"
The trio turned around to face an opposing figure with a large head. His silhouette was getting closer to them. Once the light fell into his face it was revealed that the man was none other than that Tomato Head from Tilted Towers!
"It's you!" said Sans.
"Well, well, well, I wasn't expecting to finally get a chance to kill the MLG Pro, John Wick himself!"
John Wick unholstered his gun immediately, but the Tomato Head was prepared for his gunfire. With a swift dodge, he swerved past the three bullets he fired before retaliating with his rocket launcher. John Wick had little time to dodge before the rocket slammed against the ancient temple stone, leaving a horrible, fiery impact. With the temple now illuminated by the explosion, the Tomato Head saw John Wick was not alone.
"Well, well, well... Looks like you've got a couple Skull Trooper friends, do you now?" taunted the smug Tomato Head. "Looks like I'm getting that Victory Royal… right here!" Three rockets exploded out the end of his launcher, scattering the three companions about the temple. Sans and Papyrus quickly gained their footing and began firing what little ammunition they had wildly at the tomato-headed enemy. But he was too fast, and the bullets were scattered upon the temple walls. At last, the sounds of guns spraying bullets was replaced by triggers clicking to nothing, as Sans and Papyrus looked down in surprise to see their guns out of ammunition.
"Not a single bullet hit, hm?" laughed the Tomato Head. "Well, I think you know how this one goes. He pointed his the end of his barrel directly at the trio. "This is how your justice ends!"
The friends braced for impact, but it never came. Instead, they heard a gun spit several bullets into the cold air and screams as the Tomato Head was hit consecutively by the shots. His corpse hit the cold earth, dead. Shocked, the friends whirled towards the altar entrance and their eyes opened in horror as they saw their savior.
"Hehehehehe… Fools! I'm not going down so easily."
It was the Purple Skull Trooper, leader of the Skull Trooper Squad.