" Where is he headed?" Ash asked. Fiona didnt talk, just a silence filled the room. Mattias said " Fiona...please tell us." " Hes headed for me..he will be here in 20 minutes." Her voice was shaky as if she about to break down crying. " You can get outta there, maybe the Australian Air Force can head him off?" Stuart said. " There rushing an entire fleet into the air, that should distract him..." Beatrix kept still but her voice was tight with emotion. " Try and get out of there...head somewhere safe.." Fiona sighed, " The question is..is there anyplace safe?"
20 minutes ago...
Boilerplate seethed with rage as zoomed up the hole that Mask had created. Mask was zooming away from him at an incredible speed. Boilerplate couldnt keep up. He followed him outside and into the sky. Mask turned to him and said " Dont you quit?" Boilerplates eyes glowed with rage as he shouted " I wont quit till I see you as nothing but a green smear on my fist!!" He moved to punch him, but Mask backhanded him. He dented him, he dented his armor. Boilerplate roared and moved in with a flurry of attacks. Mask blocked each one and replied with ten of his own. Boiler plate now had dents all over his body as Mask grabbed Boilerplate's foot and started to spin around.
Then he tossed him to the ground, he laughed and flew away.. Boilerplate twirled like a drill as his body plummeted to the ground. He knew this was the end...soon he would see Father, Tyler and Julia again.
He dimmed his eyes and awaited the smash into the ground. But then pitch black enveloped him and the chattering of what sounded like bats filled his ears. His speed slowed and he was put gently on the ground. When he opened his eyes Mina had him in her embrace.
" Its alright Boilerplate.." She said her voice brimming with emotion. " Your alright, dented but alright." Boilerplate wanted to wrestle out of her warmth and fly towards Mask and stop him, but he knew it was feeble.. Mask had adapted to his fighting styles, and struck back with metal denting blows. Blows that dented a dense mix of Titanium and Steel. So dense it could it was the Adamantium of the real world.
Soon he heard the rumble of a Jeep approaching them. He the face of General Ross, thankfully he had survived the attack. Soon he saw the faces of Nemo, Jekyll, Skinner and Sawyer surround his vision. They helped him to his feet and he stepped into the Jeep. Soon he was in the base again as one of the surviving enginners pulled the dents out of him with a device used to pull the dents outta tanks.
Ross walked up to him and started to say, " Boilerplate, im sorry about Tyler and Julia-." " Where is he?" Ross sighed and said, " Hes headed for Australia, hes going after The Leagues navigation and intel gatherer, Fiona Taylor." Boilerplate nodded as the final dent was pulled out of him. " I know her... are they doing anything to help her escape?" Ross nodded, " The Australian Air Force is launching a fleet of fighters to try and stop him."
Boilerplate sighed and said " I hope she makes it..."
Fiona stared up at the sky as she entered the Leer jet. She sat down in her seat and put on her seatbelt. She didnt have time to grab belongings, just a picture of her family and her 9mm. At least she could go down fighting if Mask got to her. The Leer jet took off and zoomed toward a place far away from Sydney.
But deep down in her gut she knew he would eventually find her... She sighed and rubbed her temples.
Soon she saw him, veering towards the jet so fast that she thought he was going to ram it. But instead he slowed in front of the cockpit and forced them to land. He ripped the door off and Fiona desperatley whipped out her pistol. He entered the cabin and she emptied a clip into him. He just shrugged them off and walked toward her.
He grabbed her by neck and said " So...your Stanleys little friend aint ya?" She glared at him. " I admire your courage but..." He grabbed her by the collar, and pulled him close to his face. " You cant stop me...im a god..." He slammed his head into hers, and sent her sprawling to the floor. " And that fleet of fighters they sent after me..werent that hard to get rid of. Though they did hold on for a while though."
Than he knelt down by her and forced her to the floor. " Im gonna lock you away with Stanley, lock you away with him." Fiona spit on him, he backhanded her so hard it broke her jaw. " Your two mind's will be stuck together in my world...forever and ever. And when I am done killing Kai-Lo and that League of Extrodinary Faggots im gonna torture you two for the rest of your eternal lives...
He gently layed his hand on Fiona's head and said " You only have Stanley to blame...and yourself of course." Then she felt a pain like she had never felt. And everything was dark...
Soon Mask looked down with disgust at the limp corpse before him, he looked outside toward the harsh desert that made up this overglorified island. He looked down at her corpse and said " What a waste of flesh." And walked from the plane, and took off into the sky.
Stanley sat on a stoop and pondered.. If this was his mind than why couldnt he do anything to modify it. It bugged him, tried a million things, posters, bricks, even a car. Hey it would be better than going on foot. So he got up again and decided to try and find his home. It was the same address and street. But as he was going up the steps he felt another presence enter the world. He looked around and saw a woman with short blonde hair on the ground, unconcious and bleeding a little.
Without thinking he dashed over but was hit the voice of Mask, " I killed so many Stanley...all because of you...all because you let Tina die...And now this woman is gonna suffer with you. You might recodnise her because of her voice, and I hope you two have fun, because after im done...you two are MINE!" Mask's voice vanished as quickly as it came. He crouched near the woman and rubbed her shoulder.
The woman let out a deep moan and started to move. He stiffened up as she started to open her eyes, then she closed them aburptly in pain. " Hey hey its alright...your safe." The woamn opened her eyes and looked at him, " Stanley?" " Fiona?" Fiona's eyes widened as she spoke, " Oh my god...wh-where are we?" Stanley helped her to her feet and said " Well my guess is a little playground he made for himself, ya know like a home.." " How are we here..I remember him saying something about our minds being stuck together here..."
Stanley pondered that thought.. and then said, " Well..ive tried conjuring stuff." Fiona raised an eyebrow and asked, " Like what?" " Well ya know a few posters to cover his pictures of me up.." Fiona looked up and seemed to go a little green, " Yeah..hes quite the artist.." " But it just dosent work Fiona. I mean I did try." Stan lowered his head and sighed. " Maybe we can find a way back to our minds?" Fiona said hopefully. He raised his head up and said, " I was going to go to this worlds version of my apartment, it had a nice view of the city.." He gestured for her to follow him up the stairs.
She followed him through the halls and into his apartment. He tried the knob only for it to come apart on him. He pushed the door, it feel to the ground with a thud. He looked around and said " Wow.." The apartment looked as if the decorator had been having a bad day and decided to make it post-apocalyptic. " I have to admit, Mask does have some taste." Fiona said, Stanley shrugged, " Thats if your into that kinda thing."
He began to explore the familar, yet diffrent apartment. He walked into the bedroom he and Tina shared, Stanley felt a pang of shock as he looked at the bed. Tina's side was soaked in blood, and a skeleton layed amongst the bloody sheets. And on the bedpost Mask had carved " Why did you let her die?!" Stanley slammed the door to that room and fought the urge to scream.
He rubbed his eyes and started to calm down, Fiona was standing there gently stroking his arm. " Why did he make this place, why cant we escape?" Fiona looked at him and said " Because maybe this town is a reflection of his and YOURS grieveing." " What...?" Fiona said, " Dont you get it? He knows you grieve still and he uses that to feed off of you." " I miss her but...its only been...a week..." Fiona glared at him and grabbed his collar. " Listen Stanley im tired of having to deal with this green bastard, you need to get over Tina's death, as long as you and him share that problem he will have control! And if he has control we might as well have said 'fuck you all your screwed' to the world."
Stanley thought for a moment and pondered hard what she said, " How can I get over her...I still love her." " Thats alright but you still mourn..." She hugged him, " Listen I know its hard... but I can help you." Stanley raised a black haired eye brow, " How?" Fiona leaned against the wall and said " Well what she want you to do right now?" Stanley said, " Move on...save everyone, put Mask back in that piece of wood."
Fiona smiled, " Do you believe in fate?" Stanley nodded, " Yeah...she was always told me fate brought us together. That fate brought me the Mask..and that fate always does good things for good people." Fiona chuckled, " Your like my dad, he always taught nice guys dont always finish last." Stanley chuckled, " Well I thought they always did before Tina came along.." Fiona nodded, " And after she got shot.. I thought they would always finish last..." Stanley looked up at Fiona.." And then you started talking to me...you convinced me that guys didnt always finish last..again.." He sighed, " You and me swapped stories..shared laughs. You helped a lot."
Fiona smiled and said, " Im glad I did.." Fiona walked up to him and pressed her forehead against his. " Maybe after this...you and me could have a nice relationship.." Stanley stroked her shoulder and said, " Nah if we really want to put a knife in ol' Greenfaces plan," He stroked her cheek and watched her skin flush.. " Than we gotta cut off his power."
He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her... A part of him wanted to slap himself for kissing her. But he knew this is what Tina would want him to do in this situation.. if it were a normal she would probably be angry but..in this case, he needed to move on..