CHAPTER 6
WHAT WILL YOU DO?!
Robot Sack boys dragged there capture's. Dragging them through the heavy cold steel floor. Placing them into there individual cells.
Sealing them tightly away from one another. Daisy looked around scared and frightened. She tried screaming aloud.
Yet it didn't much work as everyone else was doing the same. Daisy stared with a face of (WTF). A serious face towards another robotic faceless soldier.
The cells were powered by Blue and green lasers. Lolly screamed and kicked. Daisy stared at her as Lolly was frightened and struggling to fight off.
Trying desperately to move and struggle. Yet the robots continued pulling her towards her cell beside Daisy.
Lolly noticed the cells activate online as it sealed off. She stared angered. Feeling trapped within herself. Since she couldn't use her little big planet pocket.
Lolly looked towards her left. Seeing Daisy making a smile towards her yet she was worried about the situation. Worried of what will happen.
Daisy knew they needed to do something. Around them other families and children cried aloud. Crying with pain.
Knowing they were or are going to suffer for something. Yet they all didn't know why. Lolly sat down on the Styrofoam chair. It made a noise as she did.
She didn't cry. She looked down as her hair moved side to side. She held in her hands a picture inside her small bracelet.
The Picture was of Jimmy and her at the picture booth. She smiled seeing it. Seeing what a great person he is.
CHANGE OF VIEW* CHANGE OF VIEW*
Large chunks of smoke broke out as the Metal Gear Rex exploded. Bursting into pieces. Joe was on the ground face first. He was torn. His clothing was dirty.
His glasses were still in great shape. Unlike himself. He just lied on the ground. Burned pieces fell all around.
Massey smiled as she walked all sexy like towards Joe. Slowly, she smiled and tossed her empty rocket launcher into the burned ground.
She stared at his body. Other's stared from there windows. Gasping with such shock. Trying to wonder what will happen next. Yet children closed there eyes.
People in buildings were hiding inside rooms. Shaking with such fear. Massey looked down at Joe. She sighed. Blowing another kiss towards him.
Yet Joe jumped up and kissed her back. He smiled thinking what a perfect moment this was. Civilians inside the stores and homes gasped.
Robots around them only stared with shock. Massey pushed Joe back. He stared smiling at her.
She suddenly "SPARTAN KICKED" (300 reference, by what King Leonidas did to the Persian Messenger). Joe flew back rolling onto the ground.
He laughed as he did. Joe stopped rolling as his back hit the broken chunks of burning metal. His left glass of his Police Sunglasses popped off.
Massey noticed his left exposed eye. She noticed him not like the many other cowards in this city. Nothing like anyone else. No one like Rad.
CHANGE OF VIEW* CHANGED VIEW*
Rad The Snake stared with a large smile. He noticed this one single Little Sack Boy. Struggling to fend off robots and the massive machine like Tentacles.
Noticing the sudden heart and determination. Wanting to save the city. Maybe even more than that. Rad's massive coat flapped all around his body.
Flapping quickly around him. Covering his heavy like gauntlet arms. He noticed the hero flying up and around swirling.
Yet the Ironed hero dropped onto the ship. 10 Feet away from Rad. Wind blew strong since the ship was hovering high above the city limits.
High towards the height of 10,000 Feet. Jimmy looked up as he stood on one knee. In the Iron man position when he lands onto the ground.
Looking straight towards Rad. Jimmy stood up straight. His helmet remained closed. His Iron man like eyes stared back at Rad.
Both knew what this would come down to. Both knew what must be done to either. Jimmy's hands remained open as they glowed charging up.
Rad's massive machine like Gauntlet's remained covered. Rad looked at the Iron Man suit of Jimmy. Noticing the glowing lights around his body.
Save the City of Memory Mercury. Or. Destroy the City, and allow the people to Perish.
