Fan Fiction ❯ The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles ❯ The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles-Ch. 17 ( Chapter 17 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Showstopper 
It all ends in American Samoa. Some celebrities pop up as well as characters from a friend. People die and it's all good, :)
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.01.2003 | Pages: 6 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 129 | Status: Completed
It all ends in American Samoa. Some celebrities pop up as well as characters from a friend. People die and it's all good, :)
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.01.2003 | Pages: 6 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 129 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Richard Roundtree, Rudy Ray Moore, and Samuel L. Jackson don't endorse this work. They're just being used as characters in my story; heaven knows I'm not being paid for this. (Dammit, this shit should be getting me some bank) Sekola and Wo'oof are characters from Sekola, a fiction series from Ra'akone. They aren't mine either.
The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles-Ch.17
Dwayne wiped his brow as he walked on a bumpy road in American Samoa. He had heard that Samoa was one of the most beautiful places in the world. It was too bad that he didn't get a chance to appreciate how beautiful this place was. As soon as they stepped off the plane, the group was speeding toward the fragment in the middle of nowhere apparently. Their transportation died along the way, hence the walking bit. He was getting tired of walking everywhere. They trudged along for 10 miles in the Australian Outback. Now they were walking on a dirt road. At least this was as bad as the Outback. The heat wasn't as oppressive. Maybe he was in a good mood. Megumi made him feel better and the talk he had with Tammy the next morning cleared everything out. Basically, both of them hashed out their distress and anger. Now, Dwayne figured that they were at the intimate friend's level. They knew each other's secrets, but it wasn't meant to go any farther. Dwayne was anxious to get the last fragment and finish off the Golden Glocks. Although he couldn't help but wonder if evil would ever truly be destroyed. Well, that debate was beyond his acumen.
Tammy smiled as she walked beside Angela. Tammy couldn't wait until they got to the last fragment. She was currently carrying the fragments in her purse. They weren't heavy at all. She wondered if they expanded when combined or something. Tammy's thoughts turned toward Dwayne. It wasn't easy being with an ex-boyfriend, hell ex-fiancée. But there was the truth staring her in the face. Tammy knew that there was one thing she had to do. The first time she saw Megumi; she was going to bust her in the jaw as hard as she could. Yeah, it wasn't classy but she had to do it for her own well being.
Angela's thoughts were on Snakeeyes. He hadn't made an appearance since they were in London. It was puzzling to her because they could've used his help in the other places. But she had a feeling that he would be making an appearance today. She was looking forward to it. Her dreams were more pleasant now. In fact, she didn't want to wake up from them. They were almost at their goal, she was sure of it.
PD and DP were both thinking about the end of this mission. They had been in too many of these situations before to have a real optimistic view on everything. That was the main reason they rushed toward getting this fragment. The plan was to get in and get out. They were coming up to a dwelling that looked like a big gazebo. The roof was oval-shaped and made of leaves and it was anchored on wooden posts. Apparently this was where the last fragment was located.
Unknown to our heroes, Malcolm and Willie were following them. Malcolm figured that it would be a good idea to stop working so damn hard. Instead, the smart money would be to let the punks get the last fragment and put it together. Then they would take the belt from them. Willie wanted to get the belt so he could finally crush his son and his friends once and for all. After beating down those chumps, the world would be at their feet. This was the best way to honor his wife's memory.
A wizened and gaunt old man was laying down on a couch in the living room of his fale (Samoan house). His graying hair was cut in a bowl shape and his was wearing a bright Hawaiian shirt with some black trousers. He didn't really like the practice of wearing those grass skirts like everyone else. The man enjoyed living in Samoa anyway. It was a lot more peaceful than messing around with his crazy kids. His son was obsessive and prone to spouting off meaningless soliloquies about his life. His sainted daughter was a star basketball player with the charming habit of making guys falls in love with her through mixing love potions and putting it in their drinks or food. He sighed and got up to go to his room.
The man walked into his sparsely furnished room. He just had a bed and a dresser drawer with his clothes in it. He went over to a worn picture of his wife and kids in happier times and a shiny gold fragment. He looked at the picture and thought about how he missed Bonita a lot. The best thing he ever did was making Bonita Williams his wife, Bonita Williams-Gray. It was too bad that she committed suicide after 10 years of marriage, when his son Alexander was 10 and his daughter was 8. He spent a lot of his sizable bank account trying to get find out what was wrong with her. Something died in her during their marriage and her death would always haunt him. After her suicide, Mr. Gray couldn't deal with his life so he left the rest of his fortune to his children and put it in a trust fund. He moved here to Samoa and hadn't seen his children since. He got letters from the guardians that told him what was happening and everything, but he just couldn't come back. Besides, even if he wanted to he wasn't rolling in the dough anymore.
Mr. Gray left the picture and picked up the fragment. He had found this piece of gold outside of his house a couple of days ago. It was such a beautiful piece that he knew it would fetch a good price at the pawnshop. But something in the back of his mind told him to wait. Mr. Gray chided himself; thinking that there was no way a multi-millionaire was going to show up at his doorstep asking for this piece of gold. A knock came on his door. Mr. Gray shook his head in bemusement, "Is a cute young thing coming to warm up these old bones?" Silence answered Mr. Gray. Mr. Gray remarked, "Well, if I get paid a lot of money I can buy the companionship of a young woman." Mr. Gray put the fragment in his pocket and went to answer the door.
Storm sat in the backseat of an Acura as Shonuf drove at breakneck speeds. He didn't think an Acura could go this fast, but Shonuf was the antichrist. Storm had to admit that Shonuf was definitely worthy of being a crime boss. At first, he was ticked off at Shonuf for all of the insults he threw at him. But as soon as he arrived, Shonuf immediately took charge. An example of this was when they went to get something to eat. The waiter who served them was rude throughout the course of the meal, so when the time came to pay the check Shonuf pulled out a gun and shot him in the chest. With that act, Shonuf became his new hero.
Kamal was glad that Shonuf was here to take over this operation. He was reluctant to take this mission in the first place. But when your boss tells you to do something, you do it. Kamal knew full well that if he disobeyed, he'd be dead. Then again, he couldn't help but feel a bit of the old fire burn in him to show that he could still kick ass. It had been a long time since he was in the field. Of course, the events of the past week or two reminded him of why he didn't like to be in the field as much. He had full confidence that Shonuf would prevail in the end.
Shonuf was smoking a cigar as he drove the car at dangerous speeds. Most men weren't talented enough to drive and smoke at the same time. However, he wasn't an ordinary man. He'd been living on this earth for about 70 years. He'd beaten up men half his age without breaking a sweat. There was no reason to think Big Money and his friends would be any different. Big Money and Silk especially cost him a lot of money. More important than the money was the loss of respect in the crime community. Big Money's constant interference made him have to prove time and time again that the Golden Glocks weren't a two-bit organization. He was going to enjoy killing Big Money was the power of the Kao Belt coursing through his veins. The Kao Belt was the stuff of legends. Many men and a few special women had possessed it over the years and now it was time for a new legend to be crafted. Shonuf smiled as he sensed that they were closed to their objective.
Malcolm and Willie sat behind some brush outside of the fale, waiting for Dwayne and company to come out.
Willie grumbled, "Damn, what's taking them so long?"
Malcolm shrugged, "I have no clue."
"You saw that dude, Malcolm. They could've just beat the crap out of him and got the fragment."
"Yes, but that wouldn't be nice."
"Fuck nice!" retorted Willie.
"Calm down, I'm just as anxious to get the belt, but we need to be patient."
"Okay, but I'm ready to rock and roll."
Malcolm sighed and thought about all of the ways he could torture Dwayne before Willie finished him off. Both men looked at each other and grinned maliciously.
Tammy looked at Dwayne, trying to read his expression. The bastard was sitting there cool as a cucumber. Tammy wasn't worrying about Angela. The way she was fidgeting in her seat meant good tidings for Tammy. Tammy softly called out, "Call." Tammy put down her hands, four of a kind and reached for the $300 pot that amassed playing poker for the past couple of hours. Angela threw down her hand, grumbling that a straight wasn't going to win.
Dwayne's eyes twinkled in amusement as he said, "Your hands are on my pot." Dwayne laid down a royal flush.
Tammy laid her head back and groaned, "Dammit, I hate you."
Dwayne smirked, "Don't hate the player, hate the game."
Meanwhile, PD and DP were trying to negotiate an agreeable price for the fragment.
PD pleaded, "Mr. Gray, we really need this fragment. $500,000 is more than enough for you to get back on your feet again.
Mr. Gray was getting tired of the negotiations, so he decided to make his final pitch. Mr. Gray leaned back in his chair, "One million dollars and a kiss from your female companions."
Tammy retorted in disgust, "No way!"
Angela smiled and said, "I'll take one for the team."
DP walked over to Tammy, "C'mon, Tammy. The world is at stake."
Tammy didn't want any part of her touching his decrepit body, but there was a loophole. He didn't say anything about tongue kissing. All the old man was going to get was a peck on the cheek. Tammy nodded her assent and DP said, "You've got a deal, Mr. Gray." DP pulled out his checkbook and wrote a check for one million dollars. Mr. Gray smiled and motioned for the women to fulfill their end of the bargain. Angela and Tammy kissed him on both cheeks. Mr. Gray blushed and handed the fragment to Tammy.
Tammy walked over to her purse and took out the other fragments. All 5 pieces glowed in a golden light and started to spin the air. Everyone watched in fascination as the pieces grew bigger. After a while, the pieces stopped spinning and combined in a flash of golden brilliance. The Kao Belt, a golden belt with a star in emblazoned in the center floated in the air.
PD stated, "Dwayne, you should be the one to hold the belt."
Dwayne walked over to the belt and took it out of the air. He placed it over his right shoulder and felt the power coursing through his body. Mr. Gray looked at this and remarked, "I should've asked for more." Dwayne glared at Mr. Gray. Mr. Gray raised his arms in the air in the universal don't hurt me gesture. Dwayne smirked and said, "Let's go, guys. We have an organization to ruin." The group clambered out of the fale.
As soon as Dwayne stepped out of the dwelling, Malcolm and Willie jumped out of their hiding place. Shonuf and crew zoomed in just after them. PD, DP, Angela, and Mr. Gray stepped out of the fale behind Dwayne.
PD whispered, "Mr. Gray, I suggest you get out of here now." Mr. Gray looked at the faces of everyone involved and didn't like what he saw. Hatred and viciousness was in the air. Mr. Gray ran back in the house, got some of his clothes and the precious picture. He ran out of the house as fast as his feet could carry him.
Dwayne looked at Shonuf and remarked, "So this is the mighty Shonuf. You can't be taller than 4 feet."
Shonuf grinned, "I'm 4"1, to be exact young Wayne. You have something that belongs to me."
Dwayne sighed, "If you fight as well as Kamal and Storm do, your 1980's jericurl ass will be getting punked out."
"Nice, enough talk." Shonuf immediately shot an energy blast at Dwayne, blasting the belt off of his shoulder. Dwayne cried out as the blast singed his shoulder. Malcolm jumped in the air to grab the belt. With inhuman quickness, Shonuf stopped Malcolm from grabbing the belt. Shonuf grabbed the belt in the air and stood on top of the vacated house. Shonuf put the belt around his waist. He closed his eyes and blasted Malcolm and Willie away with a crackling blast of dark energy. Alice appeared suddenly and pulled Willie away from the battle. Malcolm still lay on the ground in pain and agony.
Dwayne and Tammy immediately transformed into Big Money and Silk. Shonuf grinned at this and made two energy balls. He threw the balls at Kamal and Storm. The energy lanced through their bodies. Both men howled as new strength flowed through them. Their eyes turned black, inhumanly black. Shonuf said, "Storm, Kamal take care of the B team. I'll take out Mr. Wayne. Shonuf beckoned
to Big Money to join him on the room. Big Money jumped on the roof.
Shonuf held his hand out and a black energy sword appeared in his hand. Big Money didn't like what was going on. He had never gone into a battle as scared as he was at this moment. But he knew that the world was depending on him.
Big Money slapped on a smirk on his face and taunted, "Is that the best you can do with that Kao Belt?" Big Money concentrated and made his cane transform into an energy blade. Shonuf's black eyebrows rose as he charged at Big Money. Big Money blocked the slash and retaliated with a slash aimed at Shonuf's head. Shonuf blocked it and flipped over Big Money, drawing first blood with a stab in his shoulder. Big Money yelled in pain as he almost dropped his sword form the strike. Big Money snarled and renewed his attack, connecting with a strike to Shonuf's ribcage. Shonuf grunted and thought that this was going to be tougher than he thought. Big Money could see that Shonuf had the advantage in pure skill. One thing he knew he was how to cut corners. He still had a knot in his stomach, but he steeled himself to fight on. The fight renewed between the two men, both knowing that only one would leave this place alive.
Meanwhile, Alice and Willie were having a nice, peaceful conversation. Alice blasted Willie into a tree trunk. Willie was shocked that his wife had appeared to him again as an angel. Willie groaned and picked himself up off the ground.
Willie said, "You're an angel, shouldn't you be more peaceful?"
A deep voice rang out, "I will allow it."
Alice looked at her husband with rage. Alice picked him up and punched him in the face.
Alice snarled, "I've been watching you torment our son. You think this will honor my memory?"
Willie shrank back and replied, "Honey, he killed you with his clinginess. I wanted to pay him back."
Alice gave him a kidney punch and snarled, "You make me sick. If there wasn't a law against killing in cold blood, you'd be in deep trouble."
Willie looked at Alice and answered, "An angel with hatred in her heart? What's the world coming too?"
Alice growled, "You listen to me and you listen well, you will mend fences with your son. All the bad crap that happens to you is on your head."
Willie sighed, "Honey, I can't do it. He makes me sick. He's so damn arrogant."
"I remember that you were that way at his age, hell you're still that way now. He has good reason to be cocky; our son is successful and intelligent. I think you're just mad that he did better than you did."
"Damn right I am. He's supposed to be clawing his way up through his bootstraps."
"C'mon, a kid is supposed to do better than his parents."
"My dad didn't and he was just fine."
"Oh yes, the sainted boozer, gambler, and all around idiot Roscoe Wayne."
"Shut up! I'll keep messing with him until he's down to where he belongs."
Alice shook her head sadly and said, "I'm sorry to hear you say that. I'm ashamed to admit that I have feelings for you still. If you die from your son's hands, don't say I didn't try to tell you to stop."
"I still miss you."
"Too bad." Alice disappeared in a flash of light.
Willie stood in the middle of the clearing and vowed that his son was going to pay somehow, someway.
Kamal and Storm were outnumbered by a couple of people. But it was good odds...for Kamal and Storm. With the increased power that Shonuf gave them, Kamal and Storm were smacking around PD, Angela, DP and Silk.
Silk stumbled as she took another punch from Storm. Blood flowed from her face and she fell a crack in her ribs. Angela had taken the worst beating. She couldn't believe that she was still standing. Angela's face was a black and blue mess, blood was matted to her forehead and her right leg was burned. PD and DP were the only ones that made any headway against them. PD and DP both decided it was time for their special attack. They were both hoping that this attack would be able to put down Kamal and Storm because if it didn't Angela and Silk were in big trouble. PD and DP blazed in silver fire and yelled in unison, "LOCKDOWN!" The duo attacked Kamal and Storm with everything they had. When the smoke cleared, PD and DP were on the ground unconscious, bloody, and sore. Kamal and Storm were still standing, although they were in some pain.
Storm smirked, "Those two could never beat me when it counted."
Angela charged at Storm enraged. She flailed away at Storm, punching and kicking him. A series of blows rock Storm's jaw, but Storm casually backhanded Angela. Angela flew 30 feet in the air and hit the side of the Acura Storm and company rode in. Angela slumped down against the passenger side of the car, unconscious. Snakeeyes appeared beside Angela and disappeared just as quickly.
Silk saw this and yelled, "You could help me out."
Kamal grinned, "You'll wish you were with him when we get done with you."
Silk was getting really worried. PD and DP were lying motionless in a pool of their own blood. Angela was gone with a friend, at least she thought Snakeeyes was a friend and her ex-fiancee was in battle with a sadistic maniac. Silk steeled herself and yelled, "GHETTO FLASH!" Kamal and Storm were blinded and Silk quickly hit a superkick to Storm's jaw. Storm fell to the ground. Silk
grabbed Kamal and threw him against a tree. Kamal groaned a got oup, peeved.
Silk snarled, "Fuck both of you."
Storm got up and kidney punched her. Silk doubled over as Storm grabbed her by the neck and threw her to Kamal. Kamal grabbed her in the air and slammed her down to the ground. Silk screamed in agony as she tasted coppery blood in her mouth. Through a haze of pain, she felt that a couple of teeth were loose.
Storm grinned, "I still want to tap that ass, but it's too bad I have to kill you."
Silk slowly rose to her feet. Her blue eyes flashed as she smiled slightly through the pain. She would die before these two would win. Silk beckoned to Storm and Kamal and they brawled so more.
Angela opened her eyes slowly and she was lying on a colorful field of flowers. Snakeeyes was sitting under a tree 10 feet away from Angela.
Angela sat up and asked, "Where am I?"
Snakeeyes smiled under his mask and replied, "We're in my special place."
"Your special place?"
"Yes, this is what I've been working on."
"What?"
"Well, as I told you before, you were leading on the correct path. This is my deal now."
"You mean dream worlds?"
"Exactly."
"But how did I help you?"
"Our battle in Mexico was a religious experience for me. See, I hadn't had the best of childhoods but because we fought so cleanly, my soul started to get purged."
"I'm glad, but what does this have to do with me?"
"Haven't your dreams been a lot more pleasant lately?"
"Yes, they have."
"That the cue. The dreams are telling you that you've been chosen."
"Chosen?"
"Yes, you've been chosen to be a dreamwalker."
"Nice, so what do I have to do?"
"Simple, all you have to do is look in your heart and decide that you want to do this job. It isn't easy."
"You haven't been doing it that long yourself."
"No, but what I have seen isn't pretty. I've been in some of the meanest, nastiest places in the world and nothing compares to some of the dreams I've been in."
Angela thought that this was an interesting proposition. This would potentially do a lot of good in the world. Her heart was telling her to go for it.
Angela asked, "Do I still get to hang out with my friends?"
"Sure, you'll just help me out."
"Who taught you what you know?"
"You'll meet him soon enough. Believe me, I don't know everything."
Angela smiled, "Okay, I'll sign up. Anything else I should know?"
"Just one more thing."
Snakeeyes walked over to Angela and kissed her. Angela felt a warm tingling inside her heart. She felt sage and secure with Snakeeyes. A glow enveloped his face and his disfigurement was gone. Angela lifted the mask and gasped. Snakeeyes looked a lot like Freddie Prinze, Jr. underneath the mask. Snakeeyes pulled the mask back over his face.
Snakeeyes said, "I'm still going to keep the mask because chick dig the mask." Angela slapped him on the shoulder.
Snakeeyes remarked, "We have to go and help your friend Silk. I like her."
"You like to talk smack, don't you?"
A small grin appeared under his mask and he replied, "A little bit." The duo left the dream to help Silk.
Big Money was bloody and wounded. He grimaced as he felt his wounded side. His left shoulder had a deep bruise and his left leg was slashed. A cut over his left eye was gushing blood. Due to this cut, the blood was impacting his vision. Shonuf had a huge slash in his chest and various cuts all over his body as well. Both men were standing on sheer willpower and hatred. Shonuf slashed at Big Money. Big Money was tired and he barely blocked the blow. Shonuf kicked him hard in the ribs. Big Money threw up and Shonuf grinned.
Shonuf waited until he finished throwing up and said, "Goodbye, youngster." Shonuf laughed as he drew more power from the Kao Belt and blasted him off the room in a column of black fire. Big Money fell off the roof and crashed to the ground. Shonuf jumped off the roof and stood over Big Money's body. He was a little sad that Big Money wasn't on his side. Big Money fought admirably, unfortunately that was just the way it was. The bastard took a lot out of him though. Shonuf sat down a bit away from Big Money and closed his eyes to rest. He was still alert for any kind of trouble.
Silk, Snakeeyes, and Angela were turning the tide against Storm and Kamal. Silk kneed Storm in the stomach. Storm screamed in agony as Silk smashed her fists into his back. Storm crumpled to the ground. Angela and Snakeeyes closed their eyes and yelled, "Sweet Surrender!" Energy swords appeared in both of their hands and they rushed out at Kamal. Both of them stabbed Kamal in the chest. Kamal fell to the ground dead. Silk, Snakeeyes, and Angela looked at the carnage all over the place. Silk wobbled and fell to the ground. Angela and Snakeeyes fell to the ground beside Silk, exhausted. That special attack they put on Kamal took a lot out of them.
Big Money opened his eyes and saw a white light. He thought that this must be what death is like. He saw a door ahead and he opened it.
When Big Money opened the door, he saw Rudy Ray Moore (Dolemite), Samuel L. Jackson, Richard Roundtree (Shaft), Sekola, the raccoon looking alien and Wo'oof the 6-limbed bulldog looking thing with orange-brownish fur. A big party was going on. Wo'oof was wearing some maroon pimp gear and had girls crowded around him. Sekola was sitting on a couch with a couple of women around him as well. Sekola was politely trying to get the women to stop hugging him since he was already taken.
Samuel smiled and said, "Come on in, we've been expecting you."
Big Money asked, "Is this what heaven is supposed to be like?"
Richard laughed and said, "Not quite, none of us are dead yet."
"Good point."
Wo'oof's eyes widened and he jumped off the couch and started yelling, "THE PIMP'S IN THE HOUSE! I IS HAPPY TO SEE YOU!"
Big Money shrank away slightly and replied, "Thanks, Wo'oof. What's going on, Sekola?"
Sekola smiled and said, "Nothing much. How's your fiancée?"
Pain flashed over Big Money's features as he answered, "Silk isn't my fiancée anymore."
Wo'oof said, "NOOOOO! You two was good together."
Big Money sighed, "Well, my heart was telling me to go in a different direction. We're still friends."
Wo'oof asked, "Is that ho Megumi on you still?"
Big Money resisted the urge to pop Wo'oof for that comment. "Yes, and for your sake I wouldn't ask that again?"
Wo'oof looked down in shame and asked, "How do you become a fly pimp?"
Rudy Ray Moore jumped into the conversation. "You become a fly pimp by beating ass like a natural man."
Richard added, "And getting with all of the ladies."
Samuel said, "Can't forget that you have to be as cool as a motherfucker. You have to fight against The Man."
Sekola asked, "Who's the man?"
Big Money smiled, "The man is someone that always tries to keep you down, like Mr. Fish and some of your other enemies. In my case, it's my dad, Malcolm, Storm, Kamal, and Shonuf. Speaking of which, since I'm not dead I need to go back and kick Shonuf's ass. He could be hurting my friends."
Rudy Ray said, "Hold on there, you can't go out there without this technique. See, we've been hearing about your exploits and you have what it takes to bring pimp attitude back in the 90's."
Big Money grinned, "I'm honored. So what's the technique?"
Richard got up and touched Big Money on the shoulder. Big Money felt power course through him as Richard replied, "All you have to do is close your eyes and say this phrase, "By the power of all of the pimps across the world I put you under Pimp's Arrest. That attack will hurt Shonuf like a bitch."
"Cool, so can I go now?"
Sekola said, "Before you go, just remember to keep your head up in whatever comes up against you. It's not easy to be in love with a human."
Big Money smiled, "Thanks, man. I hope to eventually find the love that you have with Sara. Oh, tell her and everybody else I said hi."
Sekola said, "I will, Big Money."
Samuel said, "If you want to leave, just step out of that door past the girls there."
Big Money walked to the door and left.
Rudy Ray grinned, "The pimping legacy is in good hands."
Richard replied, "True"
Wo'oof asked, "What's about me? I is a good pimp. LOOK AT MY HOS!"
Sekola just shook his head and Samuel, Richard, and Rudy Ray looked at him with bemusement. Wo'oof jumped into his really stupid phase.
Samuel remarked, "He's got potential."
Richard answered, "True." The party in for lack of a better term spirit limbo continued well into the night.
Malcolm opened his eyes and pulled himself to his feet slowly. That energy blast hit him like a sledgehammer. He looked and saw PD, DP, Snakeeyes, Angela, and Storm all down in front of the house. Kamal was dead and there was no sign of Willie. Big Money was lying on the ground and Shonuf was lying under a tree with his eyes closed. He definitely wanted to pay back Snakeeyes for betraying him, but discretion was the better part of valor. He had to find Willie and get out of here.
Willie stumbled into the battlefield and said, "Damn."
Malcolm hobbled over to Willie and replied, "Exactly, we should get the hell out of here and fight another day."
"I'm not going to argue with you, damn I hurt."
Malcolm looked at Willie closer, "Who gave you that black eye?"
"I don't want to talk about it, let's go." Willie and Malcolm left the battlefield.
Big Money felt like he was traveling through a psychedelic trip as he suddenly felt himself come back into his body. Big Money grimaced as he opened his eyes. Big Money got up and looked at himself. His wounds were healed up a bit. He still had some pain, but it wasn't as bad as before. He saw Shonuf sitting under a tree. Shonuf's eyes widened as stood to his feet.
Shonuf sputtered, "You can't be alive!"
"It'll take more than you and that belt too beat me."
Big Money closed his eyes and said, "In the name of all of the pimps around the world, I put you under PIMP'S ARREST!" The spirits of past pimps came forth from Dwayne and started to batter Shonuf.
When the assault was completed, Shonuf lay on the ground bleeding and snarled, "I won't be denied." Shonuf closed his eyes and started to use the Kao Belt to summon a huge column of power to strike down Big Money. The only problem with that was that there is only so much a human body can take, even one like Shonuf. The power overwhelmed him and Shonuf's body burned to ashes. After at least 20 centuries, the Kao Belt was finally run to ground. The belt blew up in a flash after Shonuf's body disintegrated.
Big Money remarked, "That's what you get for fucking with me."
PD, DP, Angela, Silk, and Snakeeyes regained consciousness 5 minutes later.
PD stood up and said, "Damn, this place is a war zone." Trees were destroyed; the brush around the house was cleared away like wheat. Blood coated the ground.
DP asked from the ground, "Did we win?"
Big Money smiled, "Yeah, Kamal and Shonuf are dead. The Kao Belt isn't around anymore."
Angela said, "Yeah, but maybe it was a good thing that the Kao Belt was destroyed. We'd have to go through something like this for the next nutcase who wants to run things."
Tammy replied, "I agree, so what about Willie and Malcolm?"
Big Money answered, "They must have left. What about Storm?"
Angela got up and hobbled over to him, "The bitch is still alive. What do we do?"
Big Money sighed, "I guess we go ahead and take him to a hospital. We can't leave the bastard here to die. This is better than he deserves."
Alice appeared in front of the group.
"Hey, mom. Where's dad?"
"Your dad is with his friend somewhere. I tried to get him to stop being such a bastard but no such luck."
"It's okay, mom. I've still got you and grandma."
Alice smiled, "Promise me one thing. Don't kill him unless you have absolutely no other option."
Big Money replied, "I will, mom."
Alice said, "I'll put him in the hospital and get you guys out of here."
Angela smiled and stated, "Beam us up, Scotty."
Silk groaned, "If I wasn't so tired, I'd smack you for that Star Trek reference."
Alice closed her eyes and everyone disappeared in a flash of light. Storm was deposited in the nearest hospital and everyone else was plopped down at a resort, fairly healed up.
PD asked, "Hey, Snakeeyes. Since when did you come with us?"
Snakeeyes answered, "Since now. I assume Angela told me I was helping you guys out."
"She did, is there anything we should know?"
"She'll tell you about it. I'm sorry, but I have to go now. I'll come back for you Angela." Angela nodded and Snakeeyes walked away.
Big Money said, "I think everything is wrapped up. I just have one more thing to ask? Hey, DP?"
"Yes?"
"How long did you say we were out of school?"
"You can stay out until March."
"Then that's what we're doing. I don't want to go back home right now. Saving the world is tiring as all hell."
DP smirked, "Welcome to our world."
The group checked in to their rooms and went to bed to rest. It had been a long day for all involved.
Storm left the hospital after a couple of hours and could sense that Shonuf and Kamal were dead. He was surprised to find that he felt sad at their deaths. The only thing left to do was go back to New York and claim his rightful place as the new leader of the Golden Glocks in America.
Malcolm and Willie were sitting on a boat heading toward who knows where. They didn't have any concrete plans; they just decided to travel for a while. But both wanted to get revenge on Dwayne and company. It was only a matter of time until they got another shot at them.
Snakeeyes smiled as he walked in the cool Samoan night. He was headed for the Western Samoan island. There were things that had to be dealt with there. After that, he didn't know what was going to happen next. He knew this much, Angela and he would deal with the big stuff head on.
Alice sat in a chair in her room in heaven and Natasha walked in.
Natasha said, "You did what you could, Alice."
Alice said, "Yeah, but it wasn't good enough."
"You can only do so much."
"That's true. Thanks for coming to check on me."
Natasha smiled, "That's what friends are for. C'mon, let go play some poker."
Alice grinned and replied, "Lead the way." The two angels left the room to play some poker.
End Ch. 17
Author's Notes
Whew! This one was a long one, but then that was to be expected. As you can tell, this is going to be it as far as the action goes. When I was planning for this, I expected the around the world thing to be a lot later. I didn't know when this series was going to end. Sometimes I thought this was going to end after 20+ plus chapters. Anyway, the thing between Alice and Willie wasn't supposed to go like that. I was originally planning for her not to smack him around. But then I figured that any mother would not be too pleased to have their child constantly menaced by their father for no good reason. The Angela/Snakeeyes thing was also different in that I wasn't going to have either of them be dreamwalkers. That came to me as I thought about a fanfic series that I recently read. The name of it was Dance of Shiva. It was a Bugglegum Crisis, Sailor Moon, Tenchi Muyo, Patalabor, and KOR crossover thing. Anyways, one of the Knight Sabres (Bugglegum Crisis) was fated to be a dreamwalker. Instant idea that could be branched out into a series or put in the sequel somehow.
Oh, doing a epilogue and that will conclude this series.
That is all and I wish you
Peace, love and hair grease
Showstopper
The Dwayne Wayne Chronicles-Ch.17
Dwayne wiped his brow as he walked on a bumpy road in American Samoa. He had heard that Samoa was one of the most beautiful places in the world. It was too bad that he didn't get a chance to appreciate how beautiful this place was. As soon as they stepped off the plane, the group was speeding toward the fragment in the middle of nowhere apparently. Their transportation died along the way, hence the walking bit. He was getting tired of walking everywhere. They trudged along for 10 miles in the Australian Outback. Now they were walking on a dirt road. At least this was as bad as the Outback. The heat wasn't as oppressive. Maybe he was in a good mood. Megumi made him feel better and the talk he had with Tammy the next morning cleared everything out. Basically, both of them hashed out their distress and anger. Now, Dwayne figured that they were at the intimate friend's level. They knew each other's secrets, but it wasn't meant to go any farther. Dwayne was anxious to get the last fragment and finish off the Golden Glocks. Although he couldn't help but wonder if evil would ever truly be destroyed. Well, that debate was beyond his acumen.
Tammy smiled as she walked beside Angela. Tammy couldn't wait until they got to the last fragment. She was currently carrying the fragments in her purse. They weren't heavy at all. She wondered if they expanded when combined or something. Tammy's thoughts turned toward Dwayne. It wasn't easy being with an ex-boyfriend, hell ex-fiancée. But there was the truth staring her in the face. Tammy knew that there was one thing she had to do. The first time she saw Megumi; she was going to bust her in the jaw as hard as she could. Yeah, it wasn't classy but she had to do it for her own well being.
Angela's thoughts were on Snakeeyes. He hadn't made an appearance since they were in London. It was puzzling to her because they could've used his help in the other places. But she had a feeling that he would be making an appearance today. She was looking forward to it. Her dreams were more pleasant now. In fact, she didn't want to wake up from them. They were almost at their goal, she was sure of it.
PD and DP were both thinking about the end of this mission. They had been in too many of these situations before to have a real optimistic view on everything. That was the main reason they rushed toward getting this fragment. The plan was to get in and get out. They were coming up to a dwelling that looked like a big gazebo. The roof was oval-shaped and made of leaves and it was anchored on wooden posts. Apparently this was where the last fragment was located.
Unknown to our heroes, Malcolm and Willie were following them. Malcolm figured that it would be a good idea to stop working so damn hard. Instead, the smart money would be to let the punks get the last fragment and put it together. Then they would take the belt from them. Willie wanted to get the belt so he could finally crush his son and his friends once and for all. After beating down those chumps, the world would be at their feet. This was the best way to honor his wife's memory.
A wizened and gaunt old man was laying down on a couch in the living room of his fale (Samoan house). His graying hair was cut in a bowl shape and his was wearing a bright Hawaiian shirt with some black trousers. He didn't really like the practice of wearing those grass skirts like everyone else. The man enjoyed living in Samoa anyway. It was a lot more peaceful than messing around with his crazy kids. His son was obsessive and prone to spouting off meaningless soliloquies about his life. His sainted daughter was a star basketball player with the charming habit of making guys falls in love with her through mixing love potions and putting it in their drinks or food. He sighed and got up to go to his room.
The man walked into his sparsely furnished room. He just had a bed and a dresser drawer with his clothes in it. He went over to a worn picture of his wife and kids in happier times and a shiny gold fragment. He looked at the picture and thought about how he missed Bonita a lot. The best thing he ever did was making Bonita Williams his wife, Bonita Williams-Gray. It was too bad that she committed suicide after 10 years of marriage, when his son Alexander was 10 and his daughter was 8. He spent a lot of his sizable bank account trying to get find out what was wrong with her. Something died in her during their marriage and her death would always haunt him. After her suicide, Mr. Gray couldn't deal with his life so he left the rest of his fortune to his children and put it in a trust fund. He moved here to Samoa and hadn't seen his children since. He got letters from the guardians that told him what was happening and everything, but he just couldn't come back. Besides, even if he wanted to he wasn't rolling in the dough anymore.
Mr. Gray left the picture and picked up the fragment. He had found this piece of gold outside of his house a couple of days ago. It was such a beautiful piece that he knew it would fetch a good price at the pawnshop. But something in the back of his mind told him to wait. Mr. Gray chided himself; thinking that there was no way a multi-millionaire was going to show up at his doorstep asking for this piece of gold. A knock came on his door. Mr. Gray shook his head in bemusement, "Is a cute young thing coming to warm up these old bones?" Silence answered Mr. Gray. Mr. Gray remarked, "Well, if I get paid a lot of money I can buy the companionship of a young woman." Mr. Gray put the fragment in his pocket and went to answer the door.
Storm sat in the backseat of an Acura as Shonuf drove at breakneck speeds. He didn't think an Acura could go this fast, but Shonuf was the antichrist. Storm had to admit that Shonuf was definitely worthy of being a crime boss. At first, he was ticked off at Shonuf for all of the insults he threw at him. But as soon as he arrived, Shonuf immediately took charge. An example of this was when they went to get something to eat. The waiter who served them was rude throughout the course of the meal, so when the time came to pay the check Shonuf pulled out a gun and shot him in the chest. With that act, Shonuf became his new hero.
Kamal was glad that Shonuf was here to take over this operation. He was reluctant to take this mission in the first place. But when your boss tells you to do something, you do it. Kamal knew full well that if he disobeyed, he'd be dead. Then again, he couldn't help but feel a bit of the old fire burn in him to show that he could still kick ass. It had been a long time since he was in the field. Of course, the events of the past week or two reminded him of why he didn't like to be in the field as much. He had full confidence that Shonuf would prevail in the end.
Shonuf was smoking a cigar as he drove the car at dangerous speeds. Most men weren't talented enough to drive and smoke at the same time. However, he wasn't an ordinary man. He'd been living on this earth for about 70 years. He'd beaten up men half his age without breaking a sweat. There was no reason to think Big Money and his friends would be any different. Big Money and Silk especially cost him a lot of money. More important than the money was the loss of respect in the crime community. Big Money's constant interference made him have to prove time and time again that the Golden Glocks weren't a two-bit organization. He was going to enjoy killing Big Money was the power of the Kao Belt coursing through his veins. The Kao Belt was the stuff of legends. Many men and a few special women had possessed it over the years and now it was time for a new legend to be crafted. Shonuf smiled as he sensed that they were closed to their objective.
Malcolm and Willie sat behind some brush outside of the fale, waiting for Dwayne and company to come out.
Willie grumbled, "Damn, what's taking them so long?"
Malcolm shrugged, "I have no clue."
"You saw that dude, Malcolm. They could've just beat the crap out of him and got the fragment."
"Yes, but that wouldn't be nice."
"Fuck nice!" retorted Willie.
"Calm down, I'm just as anxious to get the belt, but we need to be patient."
"Okay, but I'm ready to rock and roll."
Malcolm sighed and thought about all of the ways he could torture Dwayne before Willie finished him off. Both men looked at each other and grinned maliciously.
Tammy looked at Dwayne, trying to read his expression. The bastard was sitting there cool as a cucumber. Tammy wasn't worrying about Angela. The way she was fidgeting in her seat meant good tidings for Tammy. Tammy softly called out, "Call." Tammy put down her hands, four of a kind and reached for the $300 pot that amassed playing poker for the past couple of hours. Angela threw down her hand, grumbling that a straight wasn't going to win.
Dwayne's eyes twinkled in amusement as he said, "Your hands are on my pot." Dwayne laid down a royal flush.
Tammy laid her head back and groaned, "Dammit, I hate you."
Dwayne smirked, "Don't hate the player, hate the game."
Meanwhile, PD and DP were trying to negotiate an agreeable price for the fragment.
PD pleaded, "Mr. Gray, we really need this fragment. $500,000 is more than enough for you to get back on your feet again.
Mr. Gray was getting tired of the negotiations, so he decided to make his final pitch. Mr. Gray leaned back in his chair, "One million dollars and a kiss from your female companions."
Tammy retorted in disgust, "No way!"
Angela smiled and said, "I'll take one for the team."
DP walked over to Tammy, "C'mon, Tammy. The world is at stake."
Tammy didn't want any part of her touching his decrepit body, but there was a loophole. He didn't say anything about tongue kissing. All the old man was going to get was a peck on the cheek. Tammy nodded her assent and DP said, "You've got a deal, Mr. Gray." DP pulled out his checkbook and wrote a check for one million dollars. Mr. Gray smiled and motioned for the women to fulfill their end of the bargain. Angela and Tammy kissed him on both cheeks. Mr. Gray blushed and handed the fragment to Tammy.
Tammy walked over to her purse and took out the other fragments. All 5 pieces glowed in a golden light and started to spin the air. Everyone watched in fascination as the pieces grew bigger. After a while, the pieces stopped spinning and combined in a flash of golden brilliance. The Kao Belt, a golden belt with a star in emblazoned in the center floated in the air.
PD stated, "Dwayne, you should be the one to hold the belt."
Dwayne walked over to the belt and took it out of the air. He placed it over his right shoulder and felt the power coursing through his body. Mr. Gray looked at this and remarked, "I should've asked for more." Dwayne glared at Mr. Gray. Mr. Gray raised his arms in the air in the universal don't hurt me gesture. Dwayne smirked and said, "Let's go, guys. We have an organization to ruin." The group clambered out of the fale.
As soon as Dwayne stepped out of the dwelling, Malcolm and Willie jumped out of their hiding place. Shonuf and crew zoomed in just after them. PD, DP, Angela, and Mr. Gray stepped out of the fale behind Dwayne.
PD whispered, "Mr. Gray, I suggest you get out of here now." Mr. Gray looked at the faces of everyone involved and didn't like what he saw. Hatred and viciousness was in the air. Mr. Gray ran back in the house, got some of his clothes and the precious picture. He ran out of the house as fast as his feet could carry him.
Dwayne looked at Shonuf and remarked, "So this is the mighty Shonuf. You can't be taller than 4 feet."
Shonuf grinned, "I'm 4"1, to be exact young Wayne. You have something that belongs to me."
Dwayne sighed, "If you fight as well as Kamal and Storm do, your 1980's jericurl ass will be getting punked out."
"Nice, enough talk." Shonuf immediately shot an energy blast at Dwayne, blasting the belt off of his shoulder. Dwayne cried out as the blast singed his shoulder. Malcolm jumped in the air to grab the belt. With inhuman quickness, Shonuf stopped Malcolm from grabbing the belt. Shonuf grabbed the belt in the air and stood on top of the vacated house. Shonuf put the belt around his waist. He closed his eyes and blasted Malcolm and Willie away with a crackling blast of dark energy. Alice appeared suddenly and pulled Willie away from the battle. Malcolm still lay on the ground in pain and agony.
Dwayne and Tammy immediately transformed into Big Money and Silk. Shonuf grinned at this and made two energy balls. He threw the balls at Kamal and Storm. The energy lanced through their bodies. Both men howled as new strength flowed through them. Their eyes turned black, inhumanly black. Shonuf said, "Storm, Kamal take care of the B team. I'll take out Mr. Wayne. Shonuf beckoned
to Big Money to join him on the room. Big Money jumped on the roof.
Shonuf held his hand out and a black energy sword appeared in his hand. Big Money didn't like what was going on. He had never gone into a battle as scared as he was at this moment. But he knew that the world was depending on him.
Big Money slapped on a smirk on his face and taunted, "Is that the best you can do with that Kao Belt?" Big Money concentrated and made his cane transform into an energy blade. Shonuf's black eyebrows rose as he charged at Big Money. Big Money blocked the slash and retaliated with a slash aimed at Shonuf's head. Shonuf blocked it and flipped over Big Money, drawing first blood with a stab in his shoulder. Big Money yelled in pain as he almost dropped his sword form the strike. Big Money snarled and renewed his attack, connecting with a strike to Shonuf's ribcage. Shonuf grunted and thought that this was going to be tougher than he thought. Big Money could see that Shonuf had the advantage in pure skill. One thing he knew he was how to cut corners. He still had a knot in his stomach, but he steeled himself to fight on. The fight renewed between the two men, both knowing that only one would leave this place alive.
Meanwhile, Alice and Willie were having a nice, peaceful conversation. Alice blasted Willie into a tree trunk. Willie was shocked that his wife had appeared to him again as an angel. Willie groaned and picked himself up off the ground.
Willie said, "You're an angel, shouldn't you be more peaceful?"
A deep voice rang out, "I will allow it."
Alice looked at her husband with rage. Alice picked him up and punched him in the face.
Alice snarled, "I've been watching you torment our son. You think this will honor my memory?"
Willie shrank back and replied, "Honey, he killed you with his clinginess. I wanted to pay him back."
Alice gave him a kidney punch and snarled, "You make me sick. If there wasn't a law against killing in cold blood, you'd be in deep trouble."
Willie looked at Alice and answered, "An angel with hatred in her heart? What's the world coming too?"
Alice growled, "You listen to me and you listen well, you will mend fences with your son. All the bad crap that happens to you is on your head."
Willie sighed, "Honey, I can't do it. He makes me sick. He's so damn arrogant."
"I remember that you were that way at his age, hell you're still that way now. He has good reason to be cocky; our son is successful and intelligent. I think you're just mad that he did better than you did."
"Damn right I am. He's supposed to be clawing his way up through his bootstraps."
"C'mon, a kid is supposed to do better than his parents."
"My dad didn't and he was just fine."
"Oh yes, the sainted boozer, gambler, and all around idiot Roscoe Wayne."
"Shut up! I'll keep messing with him until he's down to where he belongs."
Alice shook her head sadly and said, "I'm sorry to hear you say that. I'm ashamed to admit that I have feelings for you still. If you die from your son's hands, don't say I didn't try to tell you to stop."
"I still miss you."
"Too bad." Alice disappeared in a flash of light.
Willie stood in the middle of the clearing and vowed that his son was going to pay somehow, someway.
Kamal and Storm were outnumbered by a couple of people. But it was good odds...for Kamal and Storm. With the increased power that Shonuf gave them, Kamal and Storm were smacking around PD, Angela, DP and Silk.
Silk stumbled as she took another punch from Storm. Blood flowed from her face and she fell a crack in her ribs. Angela had taken the worst beating. She couldn't believe that she was still standing. Angela's face was a black and blue mess, blood was matted to her forehead and her right leg was burned. PD and DP were the only ones that made any headway against them. PD and DP both decided it was time for their special attack. They were both hoping that this attack would be able to put down Kamal and Storm because if it didn't Angela and Silk were in big trouble. PD and DP blazed in silver fire and yelled in unison, "LOCKDOWN!" The duo attacked Kamal and Storm with everything they had. When the smoke cleared, PD and DP were on the ground unconscious, bloody, and sore. Kamal and Storm were still standing, although they were in some pain.
Storm smirked, "Those two could never beat me when it counted."
Angela charged at Storm enraged. She flailed away at Storm, punching and kicking him. A series of blows rock Storm's jaw, but Storm casually backhanded Angela. Angela flew 30 feet in the air and hit the side of the Acura Storm and company rode in. Angela slumped down against the passenger side of the car, unconscious. Snakeeyes appeared beside Angela and disappeared just as quickly.
Silk saw this and yelled, "You could help me out."
Kamal grinned, "You'll wish you were with him when we get done with you."
Silk was getting really worried. PD and DP were lying motionless in a pool of their own blood. Angela was gone with a friend, at least she thought Snakeeyes was a friend and her ex-fiancee was in battle with a sadistic maniac. Silk steeled herself and yelled, "GHETTO FLASH!" Kamal and Storm were blinded and Silk quickly hit a superkick to Storm's jaw. Storm fell to the ground. Silk
grabbed Kamal and threw him against a tree. Kamal groaned a got oup, peeved.
Silk snarled, "Fuck both of you."
Storm got up and kidney punched her. Silk doubled over as Storm grabbed her by the neck and threw her to Kamal. Kamal grabbed her in the air and slammed her down to the ground. Silk screamed in agony as she tasted coppery blood in her mouth. Through a haze of pain, she felt that a couple of teeth were loose.
Storm grinned, "I still want to tap that ass, but it's too bad I have to kill you."
Silk slowly rose to her feet. Her blue eyes flashed as she smiled slightly through the pain. She would die before these two would win. Silk beckoned to Storm and Kamal and they brawled so more.
Angela opened her eyes slowly and she was lying on a colorful field of flowers. Snakeeyes was sitting under a tree 10 feet away from Angela.
Angela sat up and asked, "Where am I?"
Snakeeyes smiled under his mask and replied, "We're in my special place."
"Your special place?"
"Yes, this is what I've been working on."
"What?"
"Well, as I told you before, you were leading on the correct path. This is my deal now."
"You mean dream worlds?"
"Exactly."
"But how did I help you?"
"Our battle in Mexico was a religious experience for me. See, I hadn't had the best of childhoods but because we fought so cleanly, my soul started to get purged."
"I'm glad, but what does this have to do with me?"
"Haven't your dreams been a lot more pleasant lately?"
"Yes, they have."
"That the cue. The dreams are telling you that you've been chosen."
"Chosen?"
"Yes, you've been chosen to be a dreamwalker."
"Nice, so what do I have to do?"
"Simple, all you have to do is look in your heart and decide that you want to do this job. It isn't easy."
"You haven't been doing it that long yourself."
"No, but what I have seen isn't pretty. I've been in some of the meanest, nastiest places in the world and nothing compares to some of the dreams I've been in."
Angela thought that this was an interesting proposition. This would potentially do a lot of good in the world. Her heart was telling her to go for it.
Angela asked, "Do I still get to hang out with my friends?"
"Sure, you'll just help me out."
"Who taught you what you know?"
"You'll meet him soon enough. Believe me, I don't know everything."
Angela smiled, "Okay, I'll sign up. Anything else I should know?"
"Just one more thing."
Snakeeyes walked over to Angela and kissed her. Angela felt a warm tingling inside her heart. She felt sage and secure with Snakeeyes. A glow enveloped his face and his disfigurement was gone. Angela lifted the mask and gasped. Snakeeyes looked a lot like Freddie Prinze, Jr. underneath the mask. Snakeeyes pulled the mask back over his face.
Snakeeyes said, "I'm still going to keep the mask because chick dig the mask." Angela slapped him on the shoulder.
Snakeeyes remarked, "We have to go and help your friend Silk. I like her."
"You like to talk smack, don't you?"
A small grin appeared under his mask and he replied, "A little bit." The duo left the dream to help Silk.
Big Money was bloody and wounded. He grimaced as he felt his wounded side. His left shoulder had a deep bruise and his left leg was slashed. A cut over his left eye was gushing blood. Due to this cut, the blood was impacting his vision. Shonuf had a huge slash in his chest and various cuts all over his body as well. Both men were standing on sheer willpower and hatred. Shonuf slashed at Big Money. Big Money was tired and he barely blocked the blow. Shonuf kicked him hard in the ribs. Big Money threw up and Shonuf grinned.
Shonuf waited until he finished throwing up and said, "Goodbye, youngster." Shonuf laughed as he drew more power from the Kao Belt and blasted him off the room in a column of black fire. Big Money fell off the roof and crashed to the ground. Shonuf jumped off the roof and stood over Big Money's body. He was a little sad that Big Money wasn't on his side. Big Money fought admirably, unfortunately that was just the way it was. The bastard took a lot out of him though. Shonuf sat down a bit away from Big Money and closed his eyes to rest. He was still alert for any kind of trouble.
Silk, Snakeeyes, and Angela were turning the tide against Storm and Kamal. Silk kneed Storm in the stomach. Storm screamed in agony as Silk smashed her fists into his back. Storm crumpled to the ground. Angela and Snakeeyes closed their eyes and yelled, "Sweet Surrender!" Energy swords appeared in both of their hands and they rushed out at Kamal. Both of them stabbed Kamal in the chest. Kamal fell to the ground dead. Silk, Snakeeyes, and Angela looked at the carnage all over the place. Silk wobbled and fell to the ground. Angela and Snakeeyes fell to the ground beside Silk, exhausted. That special attack they put on Kamal took a lot out of them.
Big Money opened his eyes and saw a white light. He thought that this must be what death is like. He saw a door ahead and he opened it.
When Big Money opened the door, he saw Rudy Ray Moore (Dolemite), Samuel L. Jackson, Richard Roundtree (Shaft), Sekola, the raccoon looking alien and Wo'oof the 6-limbed bulldog looking thing with orange-brownish fur. A big party was going on. Wo'oof was wearing some maroon pimp gear and had girls crowded around him. Sekola was sitting on a couch with a couple of women around him as well. Sekola was politely trying to get the women to stop hugging him since he was already taken.
Samuel smiled and said, "Come on in, we've been expecting you."
Big Money asked, "Is this what heaven is supposed to be like?"
Richard laughed and said, "Not quite, none of us are dead yet."
"Good point."
Wo'oof's eyes widened and he jumped off the couch and started yelling, "THE PIMP'S IN THE HOUSE! I IS HAPPY TO SEE YOU!"
Big Money shrank away slightly and replied, "Thanks, Wo'oof. What's going on, Sekola?"
Sekola smiled and said, "Nothing much. How's your fiancée?"
Pain flashed over Big Money's features as he answered, "Silk isn't my fiancée anymore."
Wo'oof said, "NOOOOO! You two was good together."
Big Money sighed, "Well, my heart was telling me to go in a different direction. We're still friends."
Wo'oof asked, "Is that ho Megumi on you still?"
Big Money resisted the urge to pop Wo'oof for that comment. "Yes, and for your sake I wouldn't ask that again?"
Wo'oof looked down in shame and asked, "How do you become a fly pimp?"
Rudy Ray Moore jumped into the conversation. "You become a fly pimp by beating ass like a natural man."
Richard added, "And getting with all of the ladies."
Samuel said, "Can't forget that you have to be as cool as a motherfucker. You have to fight against The Man."
Sekola asked, "Who's the man?"
Big Money smiled, "The man is someone that always tries to keep you down, like Mr. Fish and some of your other enemies. In my case, it's my dad, Malcolm, Storm, Kamal, and Shonuf. Speaking of which, since I'm not dead I need to go back and kick Shonuf's ass. He could be hurting my friends."
Rudy Ray said, "Hold on there, you can't go out there without this technique. See, we've been hearing about your exploits and you have what it takes to bring pimp attitude back in the 90's."
Big Money grinned, "I'm honored. So what's the technique?"
Richard got up and touched Big Money on the shoulder. Big Money felt power course through him as Richard replied, "All you have to do is close your eyes and say this phrase, "By the power of all of the pimps across the world I put you under Pimp's Arrest. That attack will hurt Shonuf like a bitch."
"Cool, so can I go now?"
Sekola said, "Before you go, just remember to keep your head up in whatever comes up against you. It's not easy to be in love with a human."
Big Money smiled, "Thanks, man. I hope to eventually find the love that you have with Sara. Oh, tell her and everybody else I said hi."
Sekola said, "I will, Big Money."
Samuel said, "If you want to leave, just step out of that door past the girls there."
Big Money walked to the door and left.
Rudy Ray grinned, "The pimping legacy is in good hands."
Richard replied, "True"
Wo'oof asked, "What's about me? I is a good pimp. LOOK AT MY HOS!"
Sekola just shook his head and Samuel, Richard, and Rudy Ray looked at him with bemusement. Wo'oof jumped into his really stupid phase.
Samuel remarked, "He's got potential."
Richard answered, "True." The party in for lack of a better term spirit limbo continued well into the night.
Malcolm opened his eyes and pulled himself to his feet slowly. That energy blast hit him like a sledgehammer. He looked and saw PD, DP, Snakeeyes, Angela, and Storm all down in front of the house. Kamal was dead and there was no sign of Willie. Big Money was lying on the ground and Shonuf was lying under a tree with his eyes closed. He definitely wanted to pay back Snakeeyes for betraying him, but discretion was the better part of valor. He had to find Willie and get out of here.
Willie stumbled into the battlefield and said, "Damn."
Malcolm hobbled over to Willie and replied, "Exactly, we should get the hell out of here and fight another day."
"I'm not going to argue with you, damn I hurt."
Malcolm looked at Willie closer, "Who gave you that black eye?"
"I don't want to talk about it, let's go." Willie and Malcolm left the battlefield.
Big Money felt like he was traveling through a psychedelic trip as he suddenly felt himself come back into his body. Big Money grimaced as he opened his eyes. Big Money got up and looked at himself. His wounds were healed up a bit. He still had some pain, but it wasn't as bad as before. He saw Shonuf sitting under a tree. Shonuf's eyes widened as stood to his feet.
Shonuf sputtered, "You can't be alive!"
"It'll take more than you and that belt too beat me."
Big Money closed his eyes and said, "In the name of all of the pimps around the world, I put you under PIMP'S ARREST!" The spirits of past pimps came forth from Dwayne and started to batter Shonuf.
When the assault was completed, Shonuf lay on the ground bleeding and snarled, "I won't be denied." Shonuf closed his eyes and started to use the Kao Belt to summon a huge column of power to strike down Big Money. The only problem with that was that there is only so much a human body can take, even one like Shonuf. The power overwhelmed him and Shonuf's body burned to ashes. After at least 20 centuries, the Kao Belt was finally run to ground. The belt blew up in a flash after Shonuf's body disintegrated.
Big Money remarked, "That's what you get for fucking with me."
PD, DP, Angela, Silk, and Snakeeyes regained consciousness 5 minutes later.
PD stood up and said, "Damn, this place is a war zone." Trees were destroyed; the brush around the house was cleared away like wheat. Blood coated the ground.
DP asked from the ground, "Did we win?"
Big Money smiled, "Yeah, Kamal and Shonuf are dead. The Kao Belt isn't around anymore."
Angela said, "Yeah, but maybe it was a good thing that the Kao Belt was destroyed. We'd have to go through something like this for the next nutcase who wants to run things."
Tammy replied, "I agree, so what about Willie and Malcolm?"
Big Money answered, "They must have left. What about Storm?"
Angela got up and hobbled over to him, "The bitch is still alive. What do we do?"
Big Money sighed, "I guess we go ahead and take him to a hospital. We can't leave the bastard here to die. This is better than he deserves."
Alice appeared in front of the group.
"Hey, mom. Where's dad?"
"Your dad is with his friend somewhere. I tried to get him to stop being such a bastard but no such luck."
"It's okay, mom. I've still got you and grandma."
Alice smiled, "Promise me one thing. Don't kill him unless you have absolutely no other option."
Big Money replied, "I will, mom."
Alice said, "I'll put him in the hospital and get you guys out of here."
Angela smiled and stated, "Beam us up, Scotty."
Silk groaned, "If I wasn't so tired, I'd smack you for that Star Trek reference."
Alice closed her eyes and everyone disappeared in a flash of light. Storm was deposited in the nearest hospital and everyone else was plopped down at a resort, fairly healed up.
PD asked, "Hey, Snakeeyes. Since when did you come with us?"
Snakeeyes answered, "Since now. I assume Angela told me I was helping you guys out."
"She did, is there anything we should know?"
"She'll tell you about it. I'm sorry, but I have to go now. I'll come back for you Angela." Angela nodded and Snakeeyes walked away.
Big Money said, "I think everything is wrapped up. I just have one more thing to ask? Hey, DP?"
"Yes?"
"How long did you say we were out of school?"
"You can stay out until March."
"Then that's what we're doing. I don't want to go back home right now. Saving the world is tiring as all hell."
DP smirked, "Welcome to our world."
The group checked in to their rooms and went to bed to rest. It had been a long day for all involved.
Storm left the hospital after a couple of hours and could sense that Shonuf and Kamal were dead. He was surprised to find that he felt sad at their deaths. The only thing left to do was go back to New York and claim his rightful place as the new leader of the Golden Glocks in America.
Malcolm and Willie were sitting on a boat heading toward who knows where. They didn't have any concrete plans; they just decided to travel for a while. But both wanted to get revenge on Dwayne and company. It was only a matter of time until they got another shot at them.
Snakeeyes smiled as he walked in the cool Samoan night. He was headed for the Western Samoan island. There were things that had to be dealt with there. After that, he didn't know what was going to happen next. He knew this much, Angela and he would deal with the big stuff head on.
Alice sat in a chair in her room in heaven and Natasha walked in.
Natasha said, "You did what you could, Alice."
Alice said, "Yeah, but it wasn't good enough."
"You can only do so much."
"That's true. Thanks for coming to check on me."
Natasha smiled, "That's what friends are for. C'mon, let go play some poker."
Alice grinned and replied, "Lead the way." The two angels left the room to play some poker.
End Ch. 17
Author's Notes
Whew! This one was a long one, but then that was to be expected. As you can tell, this is going to be it as far as the action goes. When I was planning for this, I expected the around the world thing to be a lot later. I didn't know when this series was going to end. Sometimes I thought this was going to end after 20+ plus chapters. Anyway, the thing between Alice and Willie wasn't supposed to go like that. I was originally planning for her not to smack him around. But then I figured that any mother would not be too pleased to have their child constantly menaced by their father for no good reason. The Angela/Snakeeyes thing was also different in that I wasn't going to have either of them be dreamwalkers. That came to me as I thought about a fanfic series that I recently read. The name of it was Dance of Shiva. It was a Bugglegum Crisis, Sailor Moon, Tenchi Muyo, Patalabor, and KOR crossover thing. Anyways, one of the Knight Sabres (Bugglegum Crisis) was fated to be a dreamwalker. Instant idea that could be branched out into a series or put in the sequel somehow.
Oh, doing a epilogue and that will conclude this series.
That is all and I wish you
Peace, love and hair grease
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