Chapter Seventy-Five: Apart and Together

“I wonder what Demon
will think when he hears about your treachery?” Crusader Mark
smirked, wiping the new cut on his cheek.
“You can't do
anything. The Mobsters of Misneach have ruled Pleasantville for
decades. You belong back in the past.” Sidewinder told him as she
reloaded the Mystic Eight Gun.
“That's not what
Demon thinks.” Crusader Roger stood up shakily. “Your days are
numbered, Mobster.”
“Not if I have
anything to do with it.”
Sidewinder spun around.
Master Revolver walked over, looking quite pleased.
“Well done
Sidewinder. I'll take it from here.” Master Revolver pointed his
shotgun at Roger. Sidewinder swallowed hard, before backing off and
running away.
“You wouldn't dare.”
Roger looked horrified at him.
“Oh wouldn't I just?”
Revolver grinned.
It happened quickly.
Master Revolver kicked Roger to the ground easily. Roger tried to
scramble away, but Revolver stepped on his ankle, ready to make the
kill. At the last moment though, Mark shoved his fellow Crusader out
of the way, the bullet going straight through his back.
Blood spewed out of
Marks mouth. “Run Roge. Get out of here while you still can.”
Another bullet got him
through his lower back, going through his stomach. Roger looked equal
parts horrified, disgusted and devastated.
“You're the
descendant of the original March Hill Crusaders! You have to live!
GO!” Mark cried with his dying breath. Roger took his chance and
ran as fast as he could as Master Revolver finished Mark off with a
shot to the head.
“That will keep
Marion happy. Just a shame I didn't get the other one.” Revolver
said to himself as Crusader Roger stole a motorcycle and escaped.
Lady Courage ducked as
another Ruby Shard whizzed past. She used her baseball bat to destroy
another one.
"Stop it! How
about you just lay down and DIE already?!" Ruby Daryl roared.
"Why don't you
just DIE already, nobody wants you anyway! Unwanted bastard!"
about you just give up on your little temper tantrum already?"
Lady Courage jumped onto a nearby car and tried to jump high enough
to take a swipe at her brother. She missed, and he laughed.
Chuckles woke up with a
“Am I still in crazy
town?!” He looked around. Sure enough the street was empty.
“Time to die little
Chuckles cried out and
dodged as the Haunted Maze Trouper attacked. Steadying the Lucky
Seven Gun, he fired at the Trouper, who disappeared into a haze of
“Wait…this isn't
right!” Chuckles cried, throwing the Lucky Seven away.
Chuckles woke up again.
“Black and white?
REALLY? You're not doing well if you want me to start questioning
reality.” He groaned as the world around him appeared in monochrome
Chuckles woke up yet
again, this time in the Council building.
“Hey Chuckles.”
Said Peter Masters.
“You're not Peter
Masters.” Chuckles said drily, getting up. He ran out of the
building and through the empty city, ending up at Pleasant Lake. What
on earth was going on?!
“Sink or swim,
coward!” The Trouper appeared, shoving Chuckles into the water. He
felt like lead. He tried to get out of the water but he kept sinking.
Giggles couldn't escape
the vines. They wrapped themselves around her throat, her arms, her
She kept shooting with
the Lucky Seven Gun and the Desert Eagle, but finally she dropped
them, unable to hold them anymore as the oxygen left her body.
A dark figure in the distance.
I'd never leave you.
Never ever!
Trying to break through…
I'd never ignore
you. Except when you're annoying.
YOU'RE annoying!
It doesn't matter
Not in the
Nothing can get
between us!
We won't let it!
against fingertips…
We're best friends!
We're always best
And we'll-

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