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The End – Part One

“We have decided to crack down all mafia groups…By partnering with the IK.”

“They’re nuts,” mumbled Esan, “How could they possibly ‘hunt down’ all of us with just one mafia group?” Jurojin sighed. “Remember, they have the whole American government on their side,” replied Jurojin from the couch, sipping his drink.
“Yeah, but…Why would they partner with the government? I still haven’t figured out why!” exasperated Esan. Across the room, a laugh was heard. “Esan…! Are you stupid? Their purpose is to be heroes and get money! That’s what we all do!” yelled the man called Ricky. “Whatever,” Esan replied, flipping through the channels.
“Shut up, Zero,” ordered the leader, Kunare from his room, “You’re too loud.” Ricky immediately stopped cackling and went on doing whatever he was doing before. Jurojin blinked and chuckled. “Finally someone shuts him up.” Ricky sent a silent glare to Jurojin, but that didn’t affect the man at all.
“Hey, look!” yelled Esan, pointing to the television set, “There they are, the IK, sitting with the President in a state meeting…!”
“So what?” asked Matt from the other end of the couch, “It’s not that of a big deal, y’know?”
“Well, Ms. Jeagerjaques, to tell you the truth, it’s kind of a big deal,” answered Jurojin, waving his drink around in the air like a madman.
“…‘Kind of’?”
“Yes.”
Matt rolled her eyes and walked out of the house, annoyed by Jurojin’s sarcastic remarks, mumbling curses under her breath. Becca stared at the door. “Someone needs to calm down,” she mumbled. “Agreed,” replied Kunare, coming out of his room. He turned to them, “Nothing’s happened yet, but I’m pretty sure something’s about to happen in the future. Now, pack all o’ your stuff into your bags. We’re going to Britain tomorrow morning.”
“WOOHOO!!” cheered Jurojin, “We finally go on vacation…! To my home country…!”
“I have a feeling that it’s not a vacation at all,” murmured Esan, then realizing that Matt left the house, “What about Matt?”
“She’ll be back, Esan! Don’t worry so much!” Jurojin slurred, as if he was drunk, “Your girlfriend’ll come back!”
“…Not my girlfriend…”
“Whatever.”

[TO BE CONTINUED]

The End – Part Three

“Australia has agreed to take part in the elimination of all mafias. We’re still waiting on Canada’s decision. So far, the IK has eliminated 13 mafia groups in Chicago, Illinois. We estimate that there are around 112 mafia groups in the state of Illinois. About 40 of them are considered dangerous.”

“That many, huh?” said Esan, looking at the flat screen television in the mall and turned to the group, “Do we have to report them this?”
“No. We shouldn’t stay here. We should go to Chicago and check things out from there,” suggested Matt. Ricky snickered, “That’s the smartest thing you’ve said since…since…Uhh….” Matt rolled her eyes.
“She’s right, we should start out our ‘investigation’ from Chicago,” replied Becca.
“Mhmm...” mumbled Kunare, absentmindedly, who was not paying attention. Now it was Becca’s turn to roll her eyes.
In the distance, Jurojin was coming closer to them, not just him, but several strangers. “Hey, who the hell are they?” Esan asked, while pointing to the strangers behind Jurojin. His question faded from his mind when a guy behind Jurojin suddenly punched Jurojin to the ground. Jurojin didn’t notice them following. Esan gritted his teeth and charged for them through the crowds of people and unsheathed one of his katanas. One of them took out their machine gun from their back and began shooting at Esan. Esan easily blocked the incoming bullets with his katana. They continued shooting, killing people near their round of fire. Esan blocked each and every one and began charging again. He sliced the barrels of the machine guns off and sheathed his katana. “No more damage can be done now, huh?” said Esan with a smug smirk on his face towards them, “Don’t worry, I won’t kill y-…” He was cut off by the sound of bullets. One by one, the five people fell to the ground. Jurojin stood up, holding his sniper. “Dang, that hurt.”
Kunare walked over to them and knelt down examining the bodies of the dead men. He took out one’s wallet and pulled out a card. “These are acquaintances of the IK. Or a preferable name, ‘spies’. I think there are more of them nearby and around the countries agreed to eliminating mafias.”
“Let’s hope they didn’t find us out,” mumbled Esan. “Yes, let’s ‘hope’.”
“Should we report this to them?” asked Jurojin.
“Later, but first, let’s deal with the police,” answered Kunare, amused that the police had come. They pointed their guns at the three. “HANDS UP!” one officer ordered. Kunare raised both of his arms up and Jurojin and Esan followed suit. “YOU! DROP YOUR GUN!” another ordered to Jurojin. He dropped his sniper on the ground. They took out cuffs, but were stopped by the woman who had come. It was Kassie. She showed them her card and badge and the police officers left.
“What happened here?” she asked the three.
“Five random men just attacked us,” replied Esan, “They’re, apparently, spies of the IK. We think there are more nearby or around the country.”
Ricky, Becca and Matt walked up to the group. Ricky was laughing his a** off. “HAHAHA!! You should’ve seen Jurojin’s face! He nearly shitted his pants!” Jurojin ignored the loud man and focused on the bodies of the dead men. Becca took a glance at Kunare; he was looking around the mall as if nothing had happened. Kassie nodded goodbye to Esan and group and went.
“It’s time to go to Chicago!” announced Esan, cheerily to them. Ricky blinked twice, “Are we supposed to be excited?”
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Kunare suddenly woke up. They were taking the airport coach to the airport. “Fub, are you awake, man?” asked Esan, who nudged him awake. Kunare got his stuff and was the last one to get off the coach. “Man, you’re slow,” mumbled Matt. “Am I that slow?” Kunare asked Esan. Esan shrugged, afraid that Kunare’ll kill him if he actually said yes.
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They stepped into the hotel, picked by Jurojin. It was an ordinary-looking place, nothing too fancy; it was just an ordinary-looking place. “Is there even a pool here?” asked Ricky, not impressed by the hotel. “If you’re not willing to stay here, then I suggest you to go live in another place,” replied Jurojin in a dark tone of voice. Ricky didn’t respond.
“So, see you guys in the morning, I guess,” murmured Becca as she came from the reservations desk.
“Goodbye, dudes and dudettes, I’ll see y’all in the morning,” said Kunare before he left for his room, leaving Esan, Jurojin, Matt, Ricky, and Becca standing there, bewildered. “Did he just say ‘dudes and dudettes’?” asked Ricky, not sure if he heard Kunare’s farewell correctly. They looked at each other and shrugged it off and went separate ways to their rooms.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

The End – Part Five

”How many are left?”
“There are three, sir.”
“Good. Three more and Chicago will be clean. Wes, you and Monika handle the rest.”
“Yes, Derrick.”
“Now, this unconfirmed mafia…”

“Looks like they’ve gotten to them before me,” mumbled Kunare, looking around the hideout. There were dead and half-dead bodies everywhere – they didn’t finish them off completely. Kunare stepped out of the building and walked away. He heard footsteps behind him, but continued to walk, ignoring it. He walked casually down the abandoned street, still ignoring the footsteps behind him. After a few minutes, he finally turned around, finding the leader of the IK smirking at him.
“…Are you one of those FBI agents?” Derrick asked Kunare. Kunare recognized him as the leader of the IK. He did not want to get into a battle.
“Yes,” answered Kunare.
“Tell your crew to clean up the mess,” he said, pointing in the direction of the hideout Kunare just left. He nodded and the leader left, chuckling.
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Esan, Jurojin, Ricky, Becca, and Matt arrived at their targeted mafia’s hideout. They heard gunshots and loud cackling and followed the sounds. What they saw was unbelievable. Two people were beating the heck out of nearly 130 mafia members. Esan twitched, “That means no violence today. That just sucks.” “OF COURSE IT SUCKS!” Ricky yelled. Matt put a hand over Ricky’s mouth to keep him quiet. “Do you ever shut up?”
They looked back to the scene – the two people were done their job, but they looked confused. “What was that sound?” asked the person to the other. “Don’t know.” They walked around the area, examining the dead bodies. The group heard a click; Jurojin was loading his sniper. “What are you doing?” Becca asked him.
“What am I doing, you ask? Why, I’m going to shoot them down.” Jurojin pointed his sniper in the direction of the two people and locked onto them as targets. He pushed down the trigger and the sniper silently fired a bullet through the air and straight into the woman. The woman collapsed onto the ground, which surprised the hell out of the man. The man pulled out his two guns and looked around, there was no one. He got out his cell phone. “Derrick, Monika’s dead,” the guy said, while putting his hand over the woman’s nose to see if she was still breathing. “She’s not breathing, sir…Very well, then.” The man picked up the dead woman and flung her over his shoulder and disappeared into thin air.
“Odd,” started Jurojin slowly, “That woman fell down really quick. I don’t think my shot really got her. I think that man had something to do with it.”
“I don’t th-…” Esan got cut off when Becca put a finger over her lips as if someone was coming towards them. Kunare appeared behind Becca and tapped her on her shoulder. She jumped, turned around and punched him in the face, causing him to fall to the ground. She realized who it was and mumbled a silent, “Oops”. Kunare got up from the ground. “So, did you guys have fun?”
“Pfft...! No! We hardly fought! Actually, we didn’t fight at all!” yelled Ricky, pissed off.
“Then why are these people dead?”
“Someone killed them before us,” answered Esan.
The IK’s fast, Kunare thought to himself. He went out into the open to look at the mafia just killed. Unbeknownst to Kunare, someone jumped down from an area and landed behind him silently. Esan recognized him as the man before. He unsheathed one of his katanas and stepped out just a little from their hiding place. The man took out his gun and walked up to Kunare behind him. He pointed his gun to Kunare’s head. “Don’t move,” he commanded, “Rakuyō leader.” Kunare stood still, dropping his gun to the ground. Jurojin stood up and stepped out to where Esan was.
Arrows were flying towards the man; he turned around and jumped, taking the gun off of Kunare’s head. Esan, holding his sword, charged at the man fast. He managed to cut the man in the side slightly, but soon taken down by his flying knives. Esan was stuck on the ground, knives pinning him there. Jurojin began firing his sniper with great precision, though the enemy kept dodging. Now, it was Ricky’s turn. His little dagger turned into a spear. He jumped high into the air and came down, pointing his spear downwards so that he could pierce the enemy. The enemy blocked his spear with his gun and kicked Ricky in the guts. Becca released a dozen of a dozen arrows to the enemy. The man had no where to hide, so he dove to the ground and splayed flat on the ground. One arrow pierced his shoulder blade. He got up, his hand on the injured shoulder. The man scowled in annoyance and charged for Becca and began shooting rapidly at her. He caught her by surprise when he disappeared. Becca looked around for the enemy, panicking. He appeared right in front of her, pointing his gun to her head. “Shoot again, woman and I’ll kill you,” hissed the man. Then he felt a blade to the back of his head.
“You think you can kill her?” asked Kunare, the wielder of the katana, “Well, not on my watch.” Kunare walked in the air towards Becca, not moving his blade from the enemy’s head. The man pulled the trigger and a shot was fired. A blade protruded from the man’s chest and lost consciousness, falling to the ground. Esan sheathed his bloody katana and huffed.
They landed on the ground softly and turned to the rest of the members. “Shall we leave?”
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He reached for his cell phone and dialed his boss’ number. “Sir…That unconfirmed mafia is called, ‘Rakuyō’.”
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Derrick closed his phone and scowled. “Two people eliminated from my mafia in one day, eh…By some mafia called, ‘Rakuyō’. Pathetic…” He walked into the room, meeting the four members of his group that were left. “So, it’s just us now. Wes and Monika are dead.”

”Two of my people have been killed…And I will not rest until I kill the ones who killed them myself…!!!”

[TO BE CONTINUED]

The End – Part Seven

”With the deaths of thousands, the government is not pulling out of the elimination plan with the IK.”
”We are not going to stop the elimination process, even if some of the American people are killed.”
What a cruel, cruel world…
”The government has ordered the US army to help with the process. The army will be under the control of the IK.”
”Obliterate them…!”
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“WOW! The new Modern Warfare game!” exclaimed Ricky as he ran to it and grabbed it, “$69.99!? I don’t have enough money…NOooo!!!!” He collapsed onto the ground on his knees, weeping in despair. Jurojin, standing behind him a couple of meters away, rolled his eyes. He walked up to Ricky and pulled him up. “It’s just $70. How much do you have…?”
“Muh…Muh…Muh…Let’s see,” he said, reaching into his pockets, pulling out some cash, “Uh…three dollars and 89 cents.”
“…Yep, I guess you’re out of luck.”
“Can I borrow money from you?”
“Huh? Hell no, sorry,” replied Jurojin, “Don’t you have a credit card?”
“No.”
“You’re 23 and you have no credit cards? Kinda sad…”
“Shut up…!”
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Kunare sat at a bench, arms crossed, waiting for Becca to come out of the changing rooms. He sighed. “How long does she take?” he mumbled to himself. She came out after in the dress she wanted to buy. “How do I look?”
Kunare didn’t know what to say to describe how she looked. “Uhh…Okay?” Becca blinked in confusion. “I look okay?”
“Yeah, I think.”
“You think…?”
“Er…”
“Never mind. I should’ve chosen Matt as my buddy…” she mumbled to herself, disappointed that Kunare had no taste in clothes.
Kunare scratched his head awkwardly and cleared his throat. He stood up and walked out of the clothing store, depressingly, without saying goodbye to his fellow teammate. Becca looked back to the dress and smiled. “If he thinks the dress is okay, then I’ll buy it.” She went back into the changing room to change.
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Esan roamed around the music store with Matt, examining each album closely. “Oh? What do we have here…? A new Disturbed album!” He reached for it and ran to the counter.
“$13.99,” mumbled the cashier, monotonously. Esan gave the cashier his credit card and paid for it. “Yes!!!” he cheered when he came out of the music store. Matt was still in there, looking around. He stood there for a few seconds then went to the fountain in the middle of the mall to meet up with the others.
“Where’s Kunare and Matt?” asked Jurojin.
“Matt’s at the music store and Kunare’s …Wasn’t he with you, Becca?” replied Esan.
“He walked out on me,” she answered.
“Oh,” murmured Esan, looking at the floor. He looked up, “Hey, here comes Matt!”
“Yeah, yeah, we can see that,” mumbled Ricky, still annoyed he didn’t have enough money to buy the game he wanted.
“What’s with you?”
“…Nothing…Just…” Sniff. “Nothing.”
“O-Okay...”
They waited for about 15 minutes, but there was still no sign of Kunare. “Think he forgot?”
“No, don’t think so.”
“Meh, let’s just leave him,” suggested Jurojin, tired of waiting. “Okay.”
The team walked out of the mall and noticed a tank in the parking lot. “What the…? Tanks?” said Ricky. “Tanks in the parking lot. What has the world come to?” mumbled Jurojin. He heard an explosion as did the others. Kunare crashed into the ground, falling from the air. “Ugh…Damn,” he cursed as he slowly stood up. A man stood in the air, arms crossed with a smirk on his face. “My name is Ian Demean of IK. I have been ordered to eradicate you.” Ian’s eyes glinted green and a strange being appeared before him. “My power is summoning. I can summon any creature to kill the likes of you.” Ian snapped his fingers and the creature moved, he snapped again and the creature charged towards Kunare with its double chained blades in both of its hands. Matt began shooting at it from the ground with great accuracy, but it blocked every bullet with its blades. She jumped into the air and kicked its head to the side – the kick didn’t do the creature any damage. It flexed its head to the side and grabbed Matt’s leg and swung her to the ground.
“What the hell is that thing!?” moaned Matt, sitting up. Ian chuckled in delight. “Why, my dear, it’s an Endnote creature. The more you hit it, the more annoyed it gets and the more annoyed it gets, the more powerful it gets.” Ian sliced his arm in the air and the creature opened its mouth, releasing blasts of fire at Kunare. Kunare stretched out his arm and an ice beam came out from his hand to block the fire blasts. He swung each one out into the atmosphere. The creature attacked even faster. He couldn’t keep up with each of the fire blasts coming at him and it hit him straight on. “Argh…!”
Esan threw his sword to the creature, hoping it could slice the creature in half. The creature caught it and threw it back at him. Esan caught his sword. “Weird thing sure is powerful…” murmured Esan.
Kunare stood up from the rubble, but then falling over when Esan smashed his sword into the ground, causing the Earth to rumble and the Earth to rise. A spike rose up and pierced the creatures arm off. The creature roared in pain and began swinging its chained swords around wildly as it landed on the ground, towards Esan. “Oh s**t…I think I got it mad,” said Esan, backing away. He pulled out two katanas and took his stance.
Jurojin loaded his sniper and aimed it at the creature’s head and shot it. The creature stopped and turned towards Jurojin with a fierce look to kill in its eyes. Ricky jumped high into the sky with his spear then crashed down onto the creature, piercing its head and shoulder. The creature didn’t move. Ian chuckled and the creature, with its claws, grabbed Ricky by the collar and threw him into the air. “Whoaaaaa…!”
Becca, standing on a car, released a couple of fire arrows at it; the creature ended up absorbing the arrows. Kunare examined the creature and got an idea. “Hey guys!” he yelled, “Attack all at once!” Kunare took out his katana and lunged towards the creature. Ricky twirled his spear around and lunged as well. Matt and Jurojin began shooting bullets and Becca, arrows. Esan charged at it with his sword. The blades of Kunare, Esan and Ricky were all in the creature. The howled in pain and crashed onto the ground. They pulled their blades out. Ricky’s spear turned to a dagger and he looked around.
“Huh…He’s gone.”
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“Hm. My Endnote creature has been defeated, eh? I underestimated them,” chuckled Ian as he walked away. He put his hand on his partner’s shoulder. “Looks like it’s your turn, Kendall.” Kendall nodded and unsheathed his sword. “Yes…” answered Kendall walking away.
“Wait,” yelled Ian.
Kendall turned around, “What is it?”
“Be careful of their leader. He may seem weak, but he’s not. If you’re not careful, you can be killed in an instant.”
Kendall laughed out loud, “Yeah, whatever…”
“The vice-leader is also hiding something…Be caref-…”
“Yeah, yeah. Doesn’t matter.”
“Don’t blame me when you’re defeated.”
“I won’t be defeated.”
“Fine, then. Suit yourself.”
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“Now, wasn’t that easy?” laughed Jurojin, poking the creature with his sniper. Kunare’s ring on his left index finger began to glow and the creature turned into ashes. No one noticed this, but Becca; she didn’t say a word. “Huh…Fascinating. It turned to ashes,” murmured Matt, wiping her guns with a cloth.
Esan heard someone laughing – no one else heard it – then the owner of the laughing began speaking, ”I’ll show no mercy.”
“We’ll see about that,” mumbled Esan, under his breath so that no one could hear it.
”Death to all…”

[TO BE CONTINUED]

The End - Part Nine

It's over now, Derrick. You've lost.
No, I've won.
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Esan sighed as he tried to wash off the drawings on his face. "Why did she draw on me? Why?" he asked. "Maybe it's because you snore too much!" yelled Ricky with his arms crossed. Jurojin stood up from his spot and looked around to find anything suspicious. "I sense a great danger coming..." started Jurojin, "But I guess it was just my sixth sense saying, 'I guess it's time for more beer!'". He took out beer from his bag and drank the whole bottle in two seconds. "Ah...Good beer," he said, wiping his mouth with a napkin. He threw the bottle in the air, which landed on Ricky's head.
"OW!!!" yelped Ricky in pain, clutching his head. Kunare yawned and stood up, stretching and sniffed in the air. "Ah...Another beautiful day," said Kunare, cheerily. "Stop being so cheery," mumbled Matt, "It's really annoying."
"Aw, have some fun, Jeagerjaques!"
"No..." mumbled Matt. After a few minutes, Matt's mood perked up and she began singing to David Archuleta. "Oh shi-...Not again!" yelled Esan, not wanting the go through the scenario he encountered on the bus again. He huffed and put his head into the stream, not wanting hear the singing.
Matt later stopped singing. She turned around and noticed Esan's head still in the water. "How long can he hold his breath?" Ricky walked over there and pulled Esan's head out. Esan was not breathing. "OH MY ********!! ESAN, BREATHE!!" yelled Ricky, punching Esan's face non-stop. Esan grabbed Ricky's fist and threw him into the tree. "STOP PUNCHING ME!!!" yelled the bruised-up Esan.
"Oh, ew," remarked Jurojin in disgust, "You've turned into a purple monster."
"Eh?" replied Esan, confused, "Purple monster?"
"Yeah, you're all bruised-up," replied Becca, pointing to Esan's head. "Ugh...Why me?"
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He placed his glass of vodka onto the table and stood up. "What a beautiful day to have a drink!" he yelled loudly in the room. Derrick sighed and got up.That mafia...Is led by Kunare. And its vice is Mr. Moul. How on Earth did they form up a mafia? he thought to himself. He walked out the room, placing his cell phone in his pocket, waiting for an update from his teammates.
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"YARGH!!!" screamed Ricky as he fell from the tree and onto the ground, "OOOOOOOFFF!" His face was planted in the dirt. He got up and brushed himself off, revealing his face; it was red. Jurojin bit his lip to refrain from laughing. "Wow, a red and a purple monster."
Kunare looked up into the sky, seeing something zoom by. He squinted and looked closely - there was three of them, standing over the six, in the air. He recognized the opponent from before; it was Ian. The other two were not known to him. "The battle just gets more intense," mumbled Esan, itching for a fight. He unsheathed his katana and went into kendo stance.
Ian cackled, "These are my 'partners in crime', Oscar and Kendall." Kendall smirked and chuckled and charged at Esan. He kicked Esan in the side as he took out his daggers, throwing them at Kunare. Kunare easily dodged them. "My...Going after us first, eh?"
Esan grabbed Kendall's leg and smashed him into the ground, while grabbing his sword, stabbing it into the ground. The Earth came up and threw Kendall into the air. Kendall, using his feet, skidded to a stop.
"Ugh...Not going to be a quick match, is it?" Kendall mumbled to himself. He twirled his katana around in the air, creating an elecric charge, "Let's see you block this!" He released the electric ball, aiming it towards Esan. Esan took his defensive stance, getting ready to block the attack. An arrow hit the ball and created another electric charge, repelling it. Esan relaxed his stance and charged for Ian, but Kendall blocked him in his path. "You're fighting me! Not him!"
Jurojin was shooting rapidly in the air, trying to get Oscar. This guy was fast! Matt joined in shooting, but it seemed shooting the guy down was impossible. Jurojin sighed and stood up, disappearing and appearing beside Oscar. "Looks like this is it. I'll stop faking my strength!" The one sniper in Jurojin's hand turned to two and Jurojin disappeared. No where to be seen, Jurojin began shooting, causing Oscar to run. Jurojin appeared beside him, running with him. "You think I can't keep up?" asked Jurojin with a wicked smirk on his face.
Kunare blocked Ian's attack the millionth time with his trident. "Hm, I can't even touch you, let alone hit you. Tell me, how are you doing it? Blocking all of my attacks?" asked Ian, amused that his attacks didn't affect Kunare. "It takes a lot of concentration," replied Kunare, mockingly. Ian chuckled, "Concentration? I'll try that." Ian stood still, concentrating his attack and released it towards Kunare. Kunare was unable to block such an attack; it hit him straight on. He regained his composure. "How was that, Mr. Fubuki?" Ian asked him. Kunare sighed, "It was good." Ian snorted. "So, what're you going to do now?" Kunare tilted his head, confused. "What do you mean?"
"I'm sure you've noticed who else is here. We've won," replied Ian, with a suspicious look on his face. Kunare looked to where Ian was pointing at - it was a barrier and Derrick was standing outside! Kunare gritted his teeth in anger. "Damn..."

[TO BE CONTINUED]

The End - Part Eleven

"We've lost Kendall, Derrick."
"Yes, I know that. I'm sending in outside mafia to take care of them. Why don't you both go take a rest?"
"The 'outside' mafia?"
"Our long time allies, the Renndeta..."
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"That was not fun!" yelled Ricky, not happy about being left out in the battles. Jurojin sighed, "Well, it's not our fault you didn't join in." Becca stared at the ring on Kunare's index finger, wondering if it really was her imagination, seeing it glow. Matt took out a random cookie from her pocket and began eating it. Kunare looked up into the sky and began thinking about the battle. Something was obviously wrong about it. He sighed and noticed a couple of people standing in front of them, talking. They turned around and smirked at them. "...Not again," muttered Matt under her breath. Jurojin turned to her confused, "What do you mean?" Matt rolled her eyes and sighed. "Those people are the Renndetta mafia."
"So what?" asked Ricky, "It's not like they're after us!"
Esan smacked himself. "Have you watched the news? They're allies with IK."
"Oh."
"Right, oh," said Kunare, "Matt, do you want to go over there and chat with them? I'll give you a cookie." Matt's eyes burned with determination and nodded. She marched right over to them and began chattering. One of the members in the group laughed out loud and yelled, "Man! This girl's hilarious!" Kunare frowned when one of them smirked; Kunare knew that the person would do something. "Jeagerjaques! Get back here, quick!" Matt turned around and began to go back to her group, but the person grabbed her and the whole area around the Renndeta exploded. "MATT!" yelled Ricky, running over. Kunare disappeared and appeared back again with Matt. "No damage done. I suppose that was a hoax," murmured Kunare, "Here's your cookie, Jeagerjaques. A job well done." He gave the cookie to Matt who quickly gobbled it down.
"Looks like they left..." murmured Kunare to himself.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

The End - Part Thirteen

"Where'd they go?"
"How the hell should I know?"
"They probably went after that mafia...Let's join them."
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He rubbed his head, trying to soothe the pain. "Ow," started Kunare, "It still hurts...OW." "I'M IN PAIN TOO AND I'M NOT EVEN COMPLAINING! SO SHUT UP!!" roared Ricky. Jurojin sighed and threw a beer bottle to Ricky's head, knocking him out once again. Esan had an evil smirk plastered on his face and gripped his sword tighter, before launching himself full speed towards Kim. She unsheathed her short sword, clashing swords with Esan. Bits and pieces of metal tore off as dust surrounded them. The earth cracked and rumbled beneath their feet and a large beast came out. "HUH!?" exclaimed Matt, trying to keep her balance, "What is that!?" Becca stood in the air, face to face with the beast and fired an elemental arrow, piercing through its head, killing it. "WOOO!!!" cheered the stranger, appearing in front of her, "GOOD JOB!"
Kunare looked up, only to see Ian in his glorious pose. "Not him again," mumbled Kunare. He appeared in the air next to Becca. Ian snickered, "Hello Kunare. It's nice to see you again." Kunare put a hand over his face and sighed, "It's nice to see you too."
"Well...Are you ready for our rematch?" asked Ian, hoping to win this time.
"Not really," mumbled Kunare, "Was I supposed to?"
"I don't know," replied Ian as he pulled out a short dagger. He threw it in the air and dispersed and out came a warrior. The warrior grunted at first, then it moved at a fast speed towards Kunare with its blades extended.
"EEEK!!" screamed Esan, dodging each of Kim's kicks and punches, "Someone heeellllp!!"
"No one's going to!" laughed Jurojin, enjoying the show.
"SHE'S SCARY!!" yelled Esan in a high voice as he dodged every one of her blows.
Kim stopped punching and started kicking in full power. Couldn't dodge anymore, Esan gave up and allowed her to kick him. He waited for the blow, but nothing happened, instead he was taken off the ground by a winged creature. "HOLY!!!" screamed Esan, wiggling around in the air.
Kunare easily avoided the blast the creature had released and chuckled. "Missed me~" sang Kunare. Without him noticing, the blast changed directions and came back towards Kunare, hitting him directly into the ground. "Ouch," groaned Kunare, rubbing his head.
The winged creature took Esan higher into the sky. Bullets came flying to him as he struggled to break free from the bird/dragon-thing.
"Gimme a break, here!!!"

"Guh..." mumbled Kunare, plopping to the ground, dizzy.
"What's wrong, Kunare? Tired, already?"
"No. Yes..No. Yes. No..." murmured Kunare repeatedly.
Becca rolled her eyes and shot two arrows to the warrior-creature to its back. The warrior turned around and took the two arrows off its back.
"MOOMMMYYY!!!" cried Ricky, running away from the woman named Kim. It seemed as if everyone was scared of her strength. Derrick laughed out loud, watching the battles from afar. Ricky suddenly stopped running and jumped onto a car. "Stop! I have a weapon and I'm not scared of using it!" His dagger turned into his spear and he began swinging and twirling it wildly at her, "And I know karate too!"
"I feel sick," moaned Esan, still high in the air. He nearly turned green and barfed towards the ground. Jurojin, sitting on the grass, enjoying the battles, felt something wet on his head. He put a finger onto his head and looked at his finger.
"Oh..My..HOLY COW," said Jurojin, twitching; it was Esan's vomit on his head.
"EWWWW...!" said Matt, disgusted, then she started laughing. "HAHAHAHA! BARF FACE!" Jurojin threw some of the barf to Matt, shutting her up.
Kunare got up, choking on the dust he inhaled from the building's rubble. "Whew...I think I may be sick," he mumbled to himself.
"Indeed, you may be," chuckled Ian, landing on the ground in front of Kunare. The warrior landed on the ground too, beside Ian.
"Shall we finish this?"
Kunare sighed, tired, "Yeah, we should."
The creature roared and lunged.

[TO BE CONTINUED]