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"I don't know how we're going to get ourselves out of this one, Gentlemen."
"Well, there is a half of a bridge, if that helps."
This was bad. There's a half a bridge, and nothing we can do.
"And we have about thirty seconds to do something. WHAT?! It says that respawn has been disabled! Those sneaky bastards!" He smashed his hand on the control board, with a large amount of excessive force, which left a huge dent in the steel.
"Sawbones! You just create several bonesaws to stop us, Dummkopf!" Doctah smashed into the room, after which I facepalmed. I raised my hand.
"Stop the train! GO NOW!" Bonesaws flew from everywhere, pushing into the steel at the back of the control room, which slowed the train, but we were still barreling towards the cliff at an alarming speed. "Dammit Mac, can you not SLOW THIS THING DOWN?!"
"Nope, the control panel is completely locked."
"Physics be damned! Plasma bonesaw! Stop the engine!" A purple glowing bonesaw faded into existence, only to dart right into the control panel. The train shook like nothing you've ever felt before.
One would marvel at the sight of a train slowly moving towards a cliff, with several saws sticking out of the walls, and a smoking engine. But not at the sight of several men clambering their way onto the rough plain.
One with light brown hair and eyebrows, and strikingly sea-blue eyes, with a look of determination.
One with a round helmet, green-grey eyes barely hidden by it, mouth curved downwards, almost a sneer.
Two with dark goggles, and yellow hard hats resting on their heads, one rubber glove, one metal. Light frowns etched on their faces.
One with a black balaclava and dark suit, with a passive look on their face.
One with a bald head, and a stern glare.
One with a akubra, and a pair of aviators covering his dark brown eyes.
One with strikingly emerald-green eyes, with a shining arm, and a deep frown.
One with a shining black beak, a gleaming blue-green bonesaw in one hand, who is wondering what the hell the rest of the group is doing.
"Guys? You there?"
"Shh! Zhis is a great moment!"
"Really? There is literally no point to-"
"Incoming helicopter! With guns…" Mac pointed to an approaching helicopter with his metal hand. "I think that you can handle this, Sawbones."
"What about we give this helicopter a little joyride? Doctah, do you have any music on that device of yours?"
"I know just what will work." He pulled out the 'iPhone' and tapped the screen a few times. Then music literally blared out of it, a small shockwave could be seen, flying away from us.
"Will do!" I held my hand up, and energy lanced out of my hand, like rope, and wrapped itself around the helicopter. I whipped my hand upwards and to the side, and the helicopter flew into the sunrise.
"Now zhat zhat's over vith, Mac, vhen did you get here?" Everyone stopped to look at him.
"Well, I kinda been stuck here for a while now, that's why I haven't been answering your calls." He took off his hard hat. "A lot of things have happened here recently, such as Doppleganger's attack on the original RED team."
"Wait, guys, I don't think I understand what's happening here. Would someone mind explaining?" All looks changed from Mac to Doctah, and the sheen on his forehead announced his nervousness.
"Vell, um, yeah… Okay, zhis land is a home to many Freaks, a Freak being one of nine mercenaries vith abilities beyond zhat of a normal human." He paused, swallowed, and ran his hand across his forehead. "Vhich, by all means, states zhat you are a Freak."
"Well, why don't we give the Administrator the what-for?" I skipped the Freak thing due to the awkward feeling that entered my stomach, automatically opting for the next thing. "And while we're at it, let's go find a certain Madic."
"How do you suppose we're going to make it across the bridge?" This was unusual, as he hadn't spoken at all, yet. His name is King Dwarf. "I don't think that the train's going to fly across an empty gap."
"I don't think that train's going anywhere, with a fried engine like that." Shadow stiffly marched over to where King Dwarf and Mac were standing.
"WHAT MAGGOT TOLD YOU THAT YOU HAVE OPINIONS?" Then an argument started between them. Doctah walked up to them, and freaked out.
"I have had ENOUGH of your un-vitting NONSENSE! Ve don't have respawn at zhe moment! If vone of you dies, you von't come back!"
All noise died down, as a loud cracking sound split through the air. The bridge suddenly repaired itself.
"I suppose this will get us across the bridge."
"NOBODY CARES, MAC!?"