"This is mysterious" sayed Chinaman as he watched the Mask Man pull out his gun. Then he fired.
"Ha! I am working with the Japanese syllables group". He sayed.
"Japanese group? Hm it must be a codename!" sayed Chinaman as he figured it out.
Then Mask Man fired again and ran away firing in circles around him so the Dead Cell guys couldn't get too close and had to stay back.
"Now what are we going to do?" sayed Fortune. "We have no leads on who killed Home Base or father..." she sayed.
"I know..." Fatman replyed.
They walked through Alaska (Author's Notice: Oops, I said Antarctica before sorry!) until they were cold. Then they left.
They went to the Big City and found some food and clothing and machine guns and knives and C4 explosives and then left the shop area for a while.
"What should we do now, Queen?" sayed Vamp.
"I Dunno" sayed Fortune.
"Old Guy might have an idea if we wake him up" sayed Chinaman.
Old Guy had an idea.
"I still can't believe Colonel Jackson is dead" sayed Vamp.
" I know, sucks" sayed Fatman.
"We should all hold a funerel in his honor" sayed Vamp.
So they all got together in a big field full of white flowers and put a coffin with the body, which they had gone back to Alaska for, in it.
"Goodbye father" sayed Fortune sadly.
"Bye Colonel Jackson" sayed Chinaman.
"Goodbye commander" sayed Vamp.
"Farewell Jackson" sayed Fatman.
Old Guy had fallen asleep before his official turn but he had said "bye" before it.
Then with it all finished, Fatman put some C4 on the coffin and killed it.
To Be Continued.