"Well. Well, well, well. THAT was an intense round wasn't it?" Game Master asked the camera. "I can't wait to see how the rest of the heroes will top that one!" He laughed. "And now, I return you all to your regularly scheduled game of death. Let's see how not-so-Stronghold is holding up!"
Stronghold tore off pieces of the doll's clothing to dress his wounds, wrapping them around his cuts to stop the bleeding. He wiped his chest wound the best he could and then stood up. "Alright, you ready to go?"
Sally nodded. Stronghold smiled and lead her down the hallway.
The 'Dining Room'
"I want to eat." A young blonde woman complained as she tapped her foot impatiently.
"Now, now, Claire darling, you know as well as I do that it is bad manners to begin eating before all of your guests have arrived." The Gentleman responded as he poured a glass of wine.
"Speaking of the guests, didn't we ask The Dolls to bring them right around now?" Claire asked.
"Guess those freaks f-ed up as usual." Jameson laughed.
"Language Jameson." The Gentleman finished pouring the drink and sipped it. Perfect.
"He could be right though." Claire sighed as she played with her knives.
"In that case, how about a little hunting?" George asked.
"The two of you hunt them down and whoever brings them back to the party is the winner."
"I like it." Claire grinned.
Jameson revved up his chainsaw. "Alright then, I'll be sure you proud sir."
The Gentleman smiled. "Of course. But remember, these children did defeat Jackal and The Dolls, don't take them lightly."
"Right, I got it." The two lunatics walked out of the dining room, laughing and joking about the hunt.
"Ahhh, they're good kids. So, think they can do it?"
"Even if they can't, nobody can defeat the two of them and remain unscathed and the hero is bound to be hurting after fighting his way through everyone else and overcoming the death traps laying around. If he does make it all the way here, I'll deal with him."
"And what makes you so sure he'll be easy to deal with?"
The Gentleman smiled and glanced at the hostage they had tied up against a chair, his mouth gagged. "A hero can never resist helping someone in danger." He walked over and patted him on the head. "I just want to take a moment to thank for you for being such a well behaved hostage Jim. That means a lot to me."
"MMMPHHH!"
"I am very sorry Jim, but I do not speak muffled."
As Stronghold continued on, he thought about the current situation. The bleeding had stopped at least, but he was still hurting. He had several wounds on his body and had cuts and bruises on his face. But at least Sally was unharmed so far. Still, there was no telling how many more of these psycho's were down here with them. He thought about what they had with them: A blunt weapon or two, a flashlight, and a lot of knives. He and Sally had searched the masked men and women, looking for a cell phone but there was nothing on them. So they were still stuck with no way to contact the others. They couldn't stand around waiting because there were still hostages down here. Hostages..how exactly could he tell who was a hostage and who was a killer?
He would just have to be more careful from here on..what he really needed was some armor. Armor. Stronghold looked down at his costume as an idea came to him. What was it that Derrick and Mariah told him? The costume could change itself depending on his thoughts. They told him this way back when he first got his costume from them. It went from a simple black cloth to the costume he currently wore. He focused his thoughts and...slowly, slowly, the part of his costume that had been cut and torn on his chest sewed itself back up. Perfect. He himself was still wounded of course but it at least felt better to have his costume in one piece again. Focusing his thoughts, he started focusing on the next part of his idea.
"Stronghold!"
He looked up to see Sally stopping him. They had come to another hallway, this one with closed wooden doors everywhere. "Alright...follow me." He said and walked to the door, stood to the side of it and pulled it open. The two jumped back and yelled as they heard a loud gunshot.
The gunshot echoed throughout the prison. Claire and Jameson looked up as they heard it. "They're at the hall of doors." Claire smiled.
"You okay?"
"Fine."
The two waited for a few minutes before Stronghold peeked his head in. There was a double barreled shotgun, the trigger tied to the door, so whoever opened it would be blown away.
"Holy shit.....they have death traps down here too!"
"Erm...let's avoid the doors."
"Good idea...keep an eye out for further traps." It didn't take them long to come upon further traps, the first of which was dozens of strings on the ground, all of which were attached to the doors around the hallway and something that was on the ceiling. "Okay...any ideas?"
"We need to get through here...soooo.." Stronghold took the table leg from her, backed up several feet away and then threw the table leg at the strings. Instantly, the doors sprung open and machine guns fired and blades from the ceiling swung down. Stronghold and Sally just stared. "Wha....what...I don't...what kind of psycho rigs up something like that?!" Sally yelled.
"The same psycho that would lock us down here in the first place." Stronghold said. They waited before slowly moving forward, not even bothering to try the other doors.
"FOOOUUNNNNDDD YOU!"
The two turned to see a girl skipping towards them and raising her knives. "I can't believe I got to find you first!"
"Oh great, another one."
Sally brought out the knives Stronghold had given to her.
"Oh that's just cute." Claire said and pulled out her swords.
"That is just cheating."
Claire charged them, giggling like a schoolgirl. Stronghold paid close attention to the swords and dived to the side and threw the flashlight at her. She swatted it away with her sword and Sally threw one of the knives at her but she blocked that aside as she did.
Stronghold ran at her and raised his arm like was going to swing at her. Noticing him, Claire slashed at him but Stronghold ducked under it and got in close only for Claire to knee him in the stomach. Stronghold was then kicked to the ground. "That was fun, now, let's start the screaming." She laughed and was about to gut him but Sally rushed her, throwing another knife. "Stay away from him!"
Claire turned around and knocked them away with her swords and then slashed at her with her other sword. Sally stopped and fell back but still got a cut on the cheek.
"NO!" Stronghold leaped to his feet and she kicked at him but this time Stronghold grabbed her foot and threw her down before she could cut him.
"That's better! Come on, make this fun for me!" She laughed and slashed up at Stronghold. He jumped back to avoid it and Claire leaped up to her feet but received an uppercut from Stronghold, getting a clean hit finally.
"How's that for fun?" Stronghold turned to see Sally getting to her feet. "Are you alright?"
"Y-yeah, you?"
"Alright, now let's-"
Stronghold was cut off by Claire getting up to her feet like nothing happened. Her lips were bleeding but she smiled. "Much better."
"Haven't had enough yet? Fine, come on."
Claire giggled insanely and attacked. Stronghold dodged a sword strike from her and ran to the side and then turned back to face her. "I'm going to carve you open and pull out your guts! Use your intenstines as a jump rope, shove these where the sun don't shine!"
"Lady....." Stronghold jumped her. She attacked, stabbing Stronghold in the shoulder before he managed to punch her away. "SHUT UP ALREADY!"
He smirked as he threw the sword to the ground. He smiled. So he was right. It was hard to make it happen, the costume was cut of course, but he had just barely managed to harden a part of it, just enough to stop the blade's impact. Stronghold then grabbed her wrist and then gave her another punch across the face, then another, then another and then shoved her against the wall and twisted the sword out of her wrist and kicked it aside. "It's over."
He walked over to Sally. "Hey, thanks for the backup. You really saved me there."
"You're welcome, you've saved me twice already, so...yeah."
"Saved is a relative term here kiddies."
Stronghold whirled around to see Claire getting to her feet. She had a blood nose and a black eye and cuts and bruises on her face. She was a bloody mess. "Come on, give me some more."
"Stronghold!"
He looked up to see Sally stopping him. They had come to another hallway, this one with closed wooden doors everywhere. "Alright...follow me." He said and walked to the door, stood to the side of it and pulled it open. The two jumped back and yelled as they heard a loud gunshot.
The gunshot echoed throughout the prison. Claire and Jameson looked up as they heard it. "They're at the hall of doors." Claire smiled.
"You okay?"
"Fine."
The two waited for a few minutes before Stronghold peeked his head in. There was a double barreled shotgun, the trigger tied to the door, so whoever opened it would be blown away.
"Holy shit.....they have death traps down here too!"
"Erm...let's avoid the doors."
"Good idea...keep an eye out for further traps." It didn't take them long to come upon further traps, the first of which was dozens of strings on the ground, all of which were attached to the doors around the hallway and something that was on the ceiling. "Okay...any ideas?"
"We need to get through here...soooo.." Stronghold took the table leg from her, backed up several feet away and then threw the table leg at the strings. Instantly, the doors sprung open and machine guns fired and blades from the ceiling swung down. Stronghold and Sally just stared. "Wha....what...I don't...what kind of psycho rigs up something like that?!" Sally yelled.
"The same psycho that would lock us down here in the first place." Stronghold said. They waited before slowly moving forward, not even bothering to try the other doors.
"FOOOUUNNNNDDD YOU!"
The two turned to see a girl skipping towards them and raising her knives. "I can't believe I got to find you first!"
"Oh great, another one."
Sally brought out the knives Stronghold had given to her.
"Oh that's just cute." Claire said and pulled out her swords.
"That is just cheating."
Claire charged them, giggling like a schoolgirl. Stronghold paid close attention to the swords and dived to the side and threw the flashlight at her. She swatted it away with her sword and Sally threw one of the knives at her but she blocked that aside as she did.
Stronghold ran at her and raised his arm like was going to swing at her. Noticing him, Claire slashed at him but Stronghold ducked under it and got in close only for Claire to knee him in the stomach. Stronghold was then kicked to the ground. "That was fun, now, let's start the screaming." She laughed and was about to gut him but Sally rushed her, throwing another knife. "Stay away from him!"
Claire turned around and knocked them away with her swords and then slashed at her with her other sword. Sally stopped and fell back but still got a cut on the cheek.
"NO!" Stronghold leaped to his feet and she kicked at him but this time Stronghold grabbed her foot and threw her down before she could cut him.
"That's better! Come on, make this fun for me!" She laughed and slashed up at Stronghold. He jumped back to avoid it and Claire leaped up to her feet but received an uppercut from Stronghold, getting a clean hit finally.
"How's that for fun?" Stronghold turned to see Sally getting to her feet. "Are you alright?"
"Y-yeah, you?"
"Alright, now let's-"
Stronghold was cut off by Claire getting up to her feet like nothing happened. Her lips were bleeding but she smiled. "Much better."
"Haven't had enough yet? Fine, come on."
Claire giggled insanely and attacked. Stronghold dodged a sword strike from her and ran to the side and then turned back to face her. "I'm going to carve you open and pull out your guts! Use your intenstines as a jump rope, shove these where the sun don't shine!"
"Lady....." Stronghold jumped her. She attacked, stabbing Stronghold in the shoulder before he managed to punch her away. "SHUT UP ALREADY!"
He smirked as he threw the sword to the ground. He smiled. So he was right. It was hard to make it happen, the costume was cut of course, but he had just barely managed to harden a part of it, just enough to stop the blade's impact. Stronghold then grabbed her wrist and then gave her another punch across the face, then another, then another and then shoved her against the wall and twisted the sword out of her wrist and kicked it aside. "It's over."
He walked over to Sally. "Hey, thanks for the backup. You really saved me there."
"You're welcome, you've saved me twice already, so...yeah."
"Saved is a relative term here kiddies."
Stronghold whirled around to see Claire getting to her feet. She had a blood nose and a black eye and cuts and bruises on her face. She was a bloody mess. "Come on, give me some more."
"What the f-k.....are you....what are you a meta?!"
"Don't I wish. It would be a lot easier to get food if I was. Naaahh, for me, it's like this..." She grabbed her nose and popped her nose back in place. She licked her lips. "I don't feel pain pal. You can hit me and hit me and hit me but I'll keep on coming."
"Oh, is that all?" Stronghold asked before taking a boxing pose. "You know something? I talked with a friend of mine about that once, and you know what she said? She said it's a disadvantage. You can't tell how badly injured you actually are."
"Says you." She eyed her sword but Stronghold was already rushing her along with Sally. She went for the sword, rolled, grabbed it and stood up, pulling up the sword only for the two of them to jump kick her int he face at the same time. They then gave Claire a double punch to the face. Taking her out of commission. The two breathed heavily. "Awww man, that was insane."
Stronghold grabbed up the sword. "Not bad, these things could be useful. You alright Sal?"
"One team up and I'm Sal huh? Yeah, I-I'm alright....did she say something about food?" Sally asked as she walked over and picked up the other one, pocketing one of the knives just in case.
"Who knows? Everyone down here is out of their damn minds." Stronghold shrugged. "Come on, let's get going."
The two didn't get too far before they heard the noise.
Jameson charged the two from out of nowhere. "RUN!" Stronghold yelled as the two of them booked it, running as fast as they could. Stronghold occasionally glancing back as the psychopath chased them down the hallway. Even accounting for the chainsaw in his hands, he was fast and he was closing in on them incredibly quickly. He swung the chainsaw, just barely missing the costumed hero. Stronghold gripped the sword's handle with both hands and then whirled around and slashed at him. Jameson parried with the chainsaw, sparks shooting off of the blades. The two of them clashed in the middle of the hallway, sword vs chainsaw, striking and slashing and parrying each other's blades as they manuevered around to get an advantage. The psycho managed to graze Stronghold's arm with the chainsaw blade, causing him to scream in pain as he fell back. He pulled back and attempted to stab him with the chainsaw but Stronghold was able to parry it, despite the pain in his arms.
"HAAAAA!" Sally yelled as she charged Jameson and slashed with the sword. Jameson knocked down Stronghold and turned and parried her sword, knocking the sword away from her and then punching her down. He was about to drive the chainsaw into her skull but Stronghold slammed into his side, knocking Jameson down and making him drop the chainsaw. Stronghold grabbed the chainsaw and threw it away. Sally stood up and held her sword tight.
Jameson recovered and brought out a knife and drive it into Stronghold only for the hero to grab his hands. The two struggled against each other for a moment before Sally kicked Jameson. Stronghold shoved him away and then rushed in, giving him a brutal punching combination and then knocking him to the ground.
Stronghold leaped on top of him and layed into him.
After a solid minute of beating on him with the brass knuckles, Stronghold stopped. Sally helped him up. She was hurt but it wasn't too bad. Stronghold though...she could tell this was starting to tire out. The sweat dripping down his face, he was hunched over, taking several deep breaths and he was bleeding again. As she saw him standing up again, she saw he was trying to hide it, but Stronghold was getting worn down.
Stronghold patted Sally on the back, smiled, and continued on with her.
The Gentleman sighed. It sounded like Claire and Jameson would not be joining the dinner party tonight. That was too bad. He would just have to make it up to them. Perhaps a gift basket with wine. Yes, a gift basket.That settled, he grabbed Jim and whispered in his ear before dragging him out of the dining room, threw the kitchen, down a hallway, out a door and floor. The Gentleman then stepped back into the room to wait.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Wait in the kitchen to make the preparations."
"You got it boss."
Stronghold punched a lunatic in the face, knocking him out as the two of them continued on. Stronghold's costume hardening as they kept going. They were caught off guard however by a horrible smell. "Oh...oh my God...what the hell is that?!" Stronghold asked.
"That's horrible...Oh."
They couldn't tell what it was, but something was rotting. "Whatever it is, we're staying away from it." Stronghold said as he fought the urge to vomit.
The two kept an eye out as they got closer to the horrible smell.
They saw the tied up man on the ground, gagged and bound. "Stay back." Stronghold said
He ran over to the tied up man and started cutting through the ropes with a knife. The man shook his head and tried to say something. "It's alright man, I'm getting you out of here. Do me a favor and don't attack me huh?"
He came out of nowhere, stepping out of the shadows. Sally didn't even get the chance to warn him. Two shots rang out. Stronghold yelled in pain and fell to the ground, two bleeding holes in the back of his costume.
Sally screamed in horror.
The Gentleman blew on his smoking handgun. "That was easy."
He turned his gun on Sally. "Now then, would you like to join me for dinner?"
"Don't I wish. It would be a lot easier to get food if I was. Naaahh, for me, it's like this..." She grabbed her nose and popped her nose back in place. She licked her lips. "I don't feel pain pal. You can hit me and hit me and hit me but I'll keep on coming."
"Oh, is that all?" Stronghold asked before taking a boxing pose. "You know something? I talked with a friend of mine about that once, and you know what she said? She said it's a disadvantage. You can't tell how badly injured you actually are."
"Says you." She eyed her sword but Stronghold was already rushing her along with Sally. She went for the sword, rolled, grabbed it and stood up, pulling up the sword only for the two of them to jump kick her int he face at the same time. They then gave Claire a double punch to the face. Taking her out of commission. The two breathed heavily. "Awww man, that was insane."
Stronghold grabbed up the sword. "Not bad, these things could be useful. You alright Sal?"
"One team up and I'm Sal huh? Yeah, I-I'm alright....did she say something about food?" Sally asked as she walked over and picked up the other one, pocketing one of the knives just in case.
"Who knows? Everyone down here is out of their damn minds." Stronghold shrugged. "Come on, let's get going."
The two didn't get too far before they heard the noise.
Jameson charged the two from out of nowhere. "RUN!" Stronghold yelled as the two of them booked it, running as fast as they could. Stronghold occasionally glancing back as the psychopath chased them down the hallway. Even accounting for the chainsaw in his hands, he was fast and he was closing in on them incredibly quickly. He swung the chainsaw, just barely missing the costumed hero. Stronghold gripped the sword's handle with both hands and then whirled around and slashed at him. Jameson parried with the chainsaw, sparks shooting off of the blades. The two of them clashed in the middle of the hallway, sword vs chainsaw, striking and slashing and parrying each other's blades as they manuevered around to get an advantage. The psycho managed to graze Stronghold's arm with the chainsaw blade, causing him to scream in pain as he fell back. He pulled back and attempted to stab him with the chainsaw but Stronghold was able to parry it, despite the pain in his arms.
"HAAAAA!" Sally yelled as she charged Jameson and slashed with the sword. Jameson knocked down Stronghold and turned and parried her sword, knocking the sword away from her and then punching her down. He was about to drive the chainsaw into her skull but Stronghold slammed into his side, knocking Jameson down and making him drop the chainsaw. Stronghold grabbed the chainsaw and threw it away. Sally stood up and held her sword tight.
Jameson recovered and brought out a knife and drive it into Stronghold only for the hero to grab his hands. The two struggled against each other for a moment before Sally kicked Jameson. Stronghold shoved him away and then rushed in, giving him a brutal punching combination and then knocking him to the ground.
Stronghold leaped on top of him and layed into him.
After a solid minute of beating on him with the brass knuckles, Stronghold stopped. Sally helped him up. She was hurt but it wasn't too bad. Stronghold though...she could tell this was starting to tire out. The sweat dripping down his face, he was hunched over, taking several deep breaths and he was bleeding again. As she saw him standing up again, she saw he was trying to hide it, but Stronghold was getting worn down.
Stronghold patted Sally on the back, smiled, and continued on with her.
The Gentleman sighed. It sounded like Claire and Jameson would not be joining the dinner party tonight. That was too bad. He would just have to make it up to them. Perhaps a gift basket with wine. Yes, a gift basket.That settled, he grabbed Jim and whispered in his ear before dragging him out of the dining room, threw the kitchen, down a hallway, out a door and floor. The Gentleman then stepped back into the room to wait.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Wait in the kitchen to make the preparations."
"You got it boss."
Stronghold punched a lunatic in the face, knocking him out as the two of them continued on. Stronghold's costume hardening as they kept going. They were caught off guard however by a horrible smell. "Oh...oh my God...what the hell is that?!" Stronghold asked.
"That's horrible...Oh."
They couldn't tell what it was, but something was rotting. "Whatever it is, we're staying away from it." Stronghold said as he fought the urge to vomit.
The two kept an eye out as they got closer to the horrible smell.
They saw the tied up man on the ground, gagged and bound. "Stay back." Stronghold said
He ran over to the tied up man and started cutting through the ropes with a knife. The man shook his head and tried to say something. "It's alright man, I'm getting you out of here. Do me a favor and don't attack me huh?"
He came out of nowhere, stepping out of the shadows. Sally didn't even get the chance to warn him. Two shots rang out. Stronghold yelled in pain and fell to the ground, two bleeding holes in the back of his costume.
Sally screamed in horror.
The Gentleman blew on his smoking handgun. "That was easy."
He turned his gun on Sally. "Now then, would you like to join me for dinner?"
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