Chapter Sixty: Tit for Tat

Written by Crofton77 on . Posted in The Story.

"I…just…no." Giggles looked gobsmacked.
"That's what I said." Crusader Mark agreed.
A massive tank being piloted by Mobster Marion was tearing the suburbs of Pleasantville apart.
"What set her off THIS time?" Chuckles asked.
"We beat her little boyfriend to the stash of diamonds that was being held at one of the banks." Crusader Roger grinned. "So she's furious she's not going to get her ring AGAIN."
"YOU ROBBED A BANK AND WE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW ABOUT IT?!" Chuckles and Giggles yelped.
"We're a bit more sophisticated than just using brute strength all the time. Besides, we can't afford it like the Mob can." Crusader Mark pointed out. "I'd love to know how they're constantly paying for all of this though."
"Although those diamonds did fetch a good price." Crusader Roger grinned at his co-conspirator.
"Quit with the back-slapping, we have to stop her from destroying the city!" Giggles took to the sky to try and stop the tank, and only succeeded in getting fired at.
"Heh. I think we should leave the HEROES to this." Crusader Roger clapped Crusader Mark on the shoulder.
"I agree. Have fun punks!" Crusader Mark smirked as he and Crusader Roger made themselves scarce.
"Darn them!" Chuckles groaned. He was disturbed by the fact that one of the banks had been robbed and no one seemed to know about it. The March Hill Crusaders definitely knew what they were doing, and it was scary.
Giggles had finally landed on the tank and was trying to remove Mobster Marion from the cockpit. It was difficult work though.
"IT'S MINE AND YOU CAN'T HAVE IT!" Mobster Marion screamed.
"Play with it elsewhere!" Giggles snapped back, dodging another swing from the sword that Mobster Marion had with her.
"I'm coming Giggles!" Chuckles ran towards the tank, but was stopped by machine gun fire. "You're on your own mate!"
"Well thanks for nothing." Giggles rolled her eyes. Just then, she heard a familiar shuddering noise.
"Your Backpack?" Mobster Marion asked.
"Yup." Giggles sighed.
"Wow." Mobster Marion looked amused as Giggles landed on her bottom (again).
"Now. You die." Mobster Marion jumped from the tank and prepared to strike the finishing blow with her sword. Giggles groaned. The only way out of this was to kill the Mobster, but Giggles wasn't prepared to do that.
A loud clang assured her though that she was safe for now, and she looked up to see-,
"THE DRAGONS SCALE SCYTHE?" Giggles cried.
"No, it's not, it's just a replica I made. Pretty good though right?" Sir Lionheart grinned, forcing Mobster Marions sword back with his new blade. Giggles quickly scooted away, just as the replica went flying, leaving Sir Lionheart in a bit of a pickle.
"Now leave me alone, I was having fun before you lot showed up." Mobster Marion gave an injured sniff, leaning on her tank.
"Is this because you didn't get those diamonds?" Giggles raised an eyebrow.
"All I want is pretty things, is that so wrong?!" Mobster Marion sobbed loudly.
"You're pregnant, aren't you?" Lady Luck came over and leaned on the side of the tank as well.
"NO! How could you even think that?! I'm no where near as fat as you!" Mobster Marion screeched.
It took Sir Dark, Lady Courage, Sir Hyper and Chuckles to hold Lady Luck back.
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"So next week how about we go for the coal lines next? Could be some big money in stopping the trains from reaching Brisvegas." Crusader Mark said as he and Crusader Roger drove back to their hideout that was hidden in Pleasant Gorge, the wind running through their hair as the convertible sped along.
"It could work, but we'd be provoking the Last Order, not to mention the DVM would be on our case. I'm certain that Councillor Jofrey is on the Mobs payroll, and she owns the trains that run through the city." Crusader Mark pointed out. "There's so much junk on this road." He added offhandedly as they drove past what looked like some degraded old plywood boards and old baby carriage wheels discarded at the bottom of the cliff.
"I'm sure we can deal with the Order, and as for the Mob, if we cut off one of their biggest money-spinners then all the more better for us." Crusader Roger pointed out.
Both men jumped. A lone Emerald Mobster had landed on the bonnet of their car, forcing Crusader Mark to brake heavily.
"What do YOU want?" Crusader Roger pulled the Dragons Scale Scythe out of the back of the car.
The Emerald Mobster merely scowled under her mask. Her long blonde hair was loose and her eyes were aquamarine. Crusader Mark was tempted to guess that she was a relation of Mobster Marion.
But Mobster Marion didn't have any living relations left…
"Can you speak, wretch?" Crusader Roger held the Dragon Scale Scythe to the Emerald Mobsters throat. Suddenly her hand snapped out and grabbed the handle, leaning back as she yanked the weapon from its masters grasp. Enraged, Crusader Roger tried to pull the weapon back, and wore an Emerald Dagger to the shoulder for his trouble. He lost his grip on the weapon, and it was gone.
Meanwhile, Crusader Mark was trying to get the Mystic Eight Gun from its holster, which was caught in the seatbelt. The Emerald Mobster sliced the seatbelt in half, just as Crusader Mark got the gun loose. It dropped to the floor.
Crusader Mark reached for it, and almost had it when he felt a numbing pain around his neck – the Emerald Mobster had smacked the back of his head with the butt of the Dragon Scale Scythe, stunning him. She kicked his hand away and took the Mystic Eight Gun for herself.
"By the way," She turned back to them as she prepared to head back to the tank. "My name is Sidewinder."
She jumped from the bonnet of the car and disappeared.
"Turn this thing around and go and get her!" Crusader Roger felt the feeling return to his arm as Crusader Mark turned the car around.
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"AND THEN HE SOLD MY PUPPY!" Mobster Marion wailed.
"That must have been awful." Lady Courage tried to sound sympathetic. The other Knights were lounging around waiting for the authorities to arrive, while Giggles was trying to tell Chuckles about some of the other weapons of lore.
"I am NOT interested." Chuckles tried.
"And then, he gave all the family assets away and said I couldn't have them!" Mobster Marion continued to sob. She was sat on the edge of the tank, feeling sorry for herself.
"How did you ever manage?" Sir Hyper commented dryly.
That was enough to set the Mobster off again. She ran screaming at Sir Hyper, swinging her sword fiercly and accurately. He managed to dodge the first blow, but had to be saved by Lady Courage for the second.
"I do like that baseball bat. Even if a cricket bat would be more culturally appropriate." Chuckles grinned.
"HELP!" Lady Courage struggled, Mobster Marions sword beginning to dent the baseball bat.
Giggles aimed the Lucky Seven Gun at the sword and fired, shattering the sword and sending Mobster Marion into a fresh fury.
"WHY DO YOU DESTROY EVERYTHING I HAVE?!" She cried. She made to rush back to the tank, but it was already rolling away.
"I am CERTAIN I put on the handbrake!" Mobster Marion looked confused.
"You did. We're just stealing it. Consider it payment for your Sidewinder taking the Dragons Scale and the Mystic Eight!" Crusader Mark poked his head out of the top of the tank, grinning.
"ARGH!!!!" Screamed Mobster Marion, throwing the now broken sword at her rival. It hit the tank with a loud clang, as it headed away from the city and back towards Pleasant Cliffs. She sighed, then grimaced.
"I'm going to kill her. I am going to slaughter her." Mobster Marion stalked away. "Stupid SIDEWINDER!"
The Noble Knights of the Last Order looked confused as they watched her retreating back. Giggles blinked, and turned to Chuckles.
"Who's Sidewinder?" She asked.
"That would be me."
Giggles barely had a split second to dodge as the Dragons Scale Scythe scratched her helmet, as the Emerald Mobster known as Sidewinder landed between them.

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