We spent they day going over fake plans so the girls wouldn't catch on but as soon as Angeline and Shock fell asleep we got moving with bugspray flamethrowers and Molotov cocktails. I put my new goggles on my forehead and we went out of the house only to be caught by Tut, who was wearing armor making him look like a small battle horse… and on the right side of his armor was a barrel full of TNT. "I'm not even going to ask about how you obtained the armor or the explosives." I staid, taking five sticks of TNT of the fifty in the barrel. Lock and Barrel did the same and we walked east, which not only led through Halloween Town but also to Angel Cage.
When we got to town I took few hacksaws and cut down a few street signs, giving Barrel two parking meters, Lock a Yield sign, and myself a stop sign. We bought some spray paint and I used it to write the words Never and Fighting above and below the word Stop respectively. "Never stop fighting?" Lock asked, reading the sign I donned as a melee weapon.
"Not until I get Alex back, and have Nick's head on my table." I smirked. At this point we were deep in the forest.
"Remember, we all eat with on that table, I don't want the head of a megalomaniac staring at me while I eat my morning toast." Barrel said, taking my cigarettes and stealing one. "What? You think I'm gonna go into a warzone without something to calm my nerves?" I threw Lock my other box of cancer sticks.
"What about you?" Lock asked, lighting up a cigarette as well. I pulled a box out of my inner coat pocket and pulled out a cigar.
"Smoke em if you've got em." I said before we came to a clearing with a large stone building. I pushed the group back before a searchlight ran in front of our feet. Me, Lock, Barrel, and Tut threw in a stick of dynamite and we shoved it under the door and I used my cigar to light them. We ran back to the bushes and… boom. As soon as the gate opened a yeti, a werewolf in full wolf form, and an idiotic jester with a hammer that was comically large, yet still looked incredibly painful.
"Christmas, Halloween, and April Fools Day." Barrel said. "I call the big albino."
"Fine, I want Harley Quinn's (A/N: I don't own Harley, she's DC's property.) Redneck cousin." Lock stated, twirling his yield sign.
"That leaves me with beating the shit out of my own kind. Tut, back up Barrel, that yeti looks tough. Break." I said, signaling the start of battle. Barrel and Tut ran toward the Yeti, who slammed his fist into the ground, the shockwave sending Barrel back but giving Tut the opportunity to jump onto and run up the beast's arm and kick him with four armored feet in the face. At this time Barrel got behind him and hit him at the back of his knees, sending him down. Barrel swung around and hit the Yeti in the face, knocking him out.
"Armored dog and overcaffienate with parking meters one, bad guys zero." Barrel chimed. As this was all happening Lock was dealing with the jester by the wall and he wasn't doing well. The jester forced Lock to the prison wall and swung his hammer again. Lock jumped up and the hammer gut stuck in the now partially demolished wall. Before he came down, Lock put the Yield sign under his feet enabling him to grind down the hammer handle and he pivoted at the last second to hit the jester in the temple, KO'ing him. Now it was just me and ugly. He clawed at me and laughed manically.
"How cliché, a bad guy with an evil laugh." I said, dodging easily.
"You think so?" my opponent asked.
"Yeah. And if you really make smalltalk during a fight, you're an idiot. I mean somebody's liable to-" I said, taking my knife and stabbing him through the skull in a downward motion, "do that." I said, taking my knife out of his skull and wiping the blood onto my jeans.
"Gore-y much?" Barrel asked.
"When you watch an all night Bruce Willis movie marathon, you pick things up." I replied, walking toward the front door of the prison. "I hope visiting hours aren't over." I said before cutting the door in half with the stop sign… and bullets hit at our feet. We ducked to the sides of the door.
"What the hell was that?" Barrel asked.
"Cupids… with subautomatics." I answered. "I can't believe how messed up my afterlife is." I took about six or seven sticks of dynamite from Tut and threw them in, making a huge explosion.
"If one of the guns survived, I call it." Barrel smiled, swinging around his parking meters.
"Ditto." Lock smirked, slamming a goon who was poorly hiding behind a door. We went over to him; he had six pistols on a strange belt.
"Six pistol Scott, robbed twenty three banks in twenty four days." Barrel said with a smile, the members of the team with opposable thumbs took two pistols each, each one with six bullets. We tied him to a chair and waited for him to wake up.
"Good morning, sleepy-scum!" I chimed, punching him in the stomach. "Here's how it's gonna go Scotty, a simple question and answer game."
"I ain't telling you nothin'!" he said and spit on my cheek. I wiped it off.
"Looks like we need a bit of incentive." I smirked. Barrel, Lock, and Tut laughed.
"Oh really?" he said, his eyes lighting up. "I take cash and all forms of credit cards." I took my knife and drove into his shoulder, and him with his arms tied up, he couldn't get to it. I left the knife in.
"Okay, I could take it out quickly, just a sharp pain and a few stitches and you'll be on your merry way until some cop gets you." I smirked. "On the other hand, I could twist the knife, damaging the muscle tissue, making the wound stay open for nearly forever if not treated soon, and with this knife in the shoulder by your jugular, you may bleed out."
"WHAT! YOU'RE CRAZY MAN!" he screamed.
"If you tell me everything I wanna know, you get untied and the knife comes out. If you lie, or you piss me off, or I get bored, I'm twisting it, and leaving you to die." I said, lighting another cigar.
"YOU'RE BLUFFING! NO GOOD-GUY IS THAT SADISTIC!" he yelled.
"Well no good guy carries makeshift flamethrowers, Molotovs, or TNT. I'm just here for my own reasons. The first of which, where is Nick?" I asked.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT! IVE BEEN HERE THREE YEARS, I DUNNO ANY NICK!" he said. I moved my hand towards the knife. "NO! HE'S EITHER IN THE EAST, WEST, OR NORTH TOWER OF THIS PACE! HE CAME IN WITH A BROAD OVER HIS SHOULDER AND LET EVERYBODY OUT WITH THE ORDER NOT TO LEAVE UNTIL HE SAID SO!"
"Wow, he answered like four questions in one breath." Lock smiled, stealing Scott's shoes. "these prisoner's shoes kick ass!"
"Anything else we should know, or can I kill you now?" I asked, a horrible smirk on my lips.
"YEAH! DON'T KILL ME! I'LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING I KNOW!" he screeched. "HE GOT REAL FRIENDLY WITH THE TWO MOST CROOKED HOODS EVER TO COME THROUGH THIS PLACE! HE'S AT THE TOP OF ONE OF THE TOWERS WHILE THEY'RE ON TOP OF THE OTHER TWO! DON'T KILL ME PLEASE! I BEG YOU! DON'T KILL ME!" I slowly took out the knife and knocked the chair on its back… with him still tied to it.
"I didn't like the 'broad' comment, be more respectful towards women. If I live through this I'll untie you." I smirked walking away.
"THAT WASN'T IN THE DEAL!" he yelled. "I GIVE YOU ANSWERS, I GO FREE!"
"I said I'd untie you, I never specified when. Be a good boy and stay in time out. Lock, go to the north tower. Barrel, you and Tut take the west. If I'm going against Nick, you two got the big baddies, meaning they did something terrible. It also means they've probably been in solitary confinement up until recently, and they're rusty. You guys have a 50/50 shot of beating one of them… and me against Nick is like a 5.1 percent. But whatever happens, Alex will get out of here, I'll make sure of it. Take care of her, and give her this." I staid, taking off my gold watch and handing it to Barrel. It was my father's, I had it since I was seven and only took it off when I showered. "In case I don't get out of this like you guys."
"You said we only had a 50/50 shot." Lock reminded.
"Yeah, but you're Lock and Barrel… and barrels got a better chance because of Tut." I smirked, pulling down my goggles. The green tint made it easier to see in the dark, but they were angled weird so I fixed them, and pressed a button that made the lenses light up and I could see perfectly. Tonight there was going to be at least one more execution at Angel Cage.