Post by WHIP on Feb 28, 2006 10:20:29 GMT -5
The day after Inferno, Arsenal opens his eyes in a chair in the secret laboratory he rests in. Standing before him is Kunk & Belle.
Belle: "Arsenal, are you online & functional?"
Arsenal: " Yes Mother."
Kunk: " Do you know who your next target is?"
Arsenal: "Yes Father, shall I initiate Operation: TIME KILLER?"
Kunk: " Initiate program on my authority!"
Arsenal stands up & his arm from the nearby computer & leaves the room like a robot hell-bent on mayhem.
Belle: " You think that was fair? Sending him out on a killing spree?"
Kunk: " Of course its fair! Is every stinking match ending in a countout vicroty all because someone's partner cant stay out of the ring FAIR?!?!?! All's fair in Love & War my dear Belle."
The camera switches to a first person view as Arsenal is now backstage in the hallway. The first person he spies is Hugh Jass. Arsenal shoves him against the wall in a chokehold with his forearm. Hugh gasps for air.
Hugh: " WTF? What do you want?"
Arsenal holds up a picture of someone, Hugh points down the left hallway. Arsenal releases his hold & goes in the direction Hugh pointed, hunting for his prey. Just around the corner Klockwerk is conducting an oncamera interview.
Klock: " Yea, its great to be back in the OC-*ACCK!*"
Arsenal attacks Klockwerk with a hard gut punch, sending Klock staggering backward into a wall.
Arsenal: "There you are!...Hello prey.I hope you've made arrangements."
Klock: " Me?? What are you talking about?"
Arsenal: " You've been marked to die! Say your goodbyes!"
Klock: " Not today!"
Klock charges & clotheslines Arsenal to the floor. While Arsenal is down, Klockwerk grabs the closest weapon to defend himself, a broom left by housekeeping. Klock unleashes a barrage of body shots, introducing Arsenal to a world of agony. After 15-20 strikes, Arsenal collapses to the ground, unconscious. Satisifies, Klockwerk turns to leave, slinging the mop over his shoulder. He tries to leave, but a sudden jerk on the broom stops him. He turns around the see that Arsenal is nowhere to be seen. Klockwerks eyes widen in amazement.
Klock: " Where'd he go? He was out cold!"
He turns arond onl to be staring face to face with his assailiant.
Arsenal:" We're not done here. Escape isn't that easy."
Klock: " Like Hell!"
Another broom barrage sends Arsenal backtracking, until the broom breaks after an Arsenal forearm shot. Noe Arsenal takes advantage & mounts an offensive assault on his target. After nailing Klockwerk with a Spinebuster on the concrete floor, Arsenal heaves Klock into the air with a remember that!, instead of driving Klock to the floor. Arsenal charges at the nearest wal with Klock on his shoulder, lawn dart style! At th last possible second Klock shakes the cobwebs from his head & shoves back on Arsenals shoulders. The sudden shift in weight is too much, sending Arsenal face-first into the sheetrock walls. Arsenal javelins the wall, putting his head into the wall itself! Arsenal is really out cold this time. Klockwerk staggers back a few steps. Then he realizes the upper hand is his.
Klock: " Attack me? Why!?! No matter th reason, we'll settle this in the ring!"
Having a bit of payback, Klockwerk kicks Arsenal in the ass a few times, between kicks yelling...
" Stupid-Ass-Smurf-You-Should-Know-Better!" before leaving.
fade out
Belle: "Arsenal, are you online & functional?"
Arsenal: " Yes Mother."
Kunk: " Do you know who your next target is?"
Arsenal: "Yes Father, shall I initiate Operation: TIME KILLER?"
Kunk: " Initiate program on my authority!"
Arsenal stands up & his arm from the nearby computer & leaves the room like a robot hell-bent on mayhem.
Belle: " You think that was fair? Sending him out on a killing spree?"
Kunk: " Of course its fair! Is every stinking match ending in a countout vicroty all because someone's partner cant stay out of the ring FAIR?!?!?! All's fair in Love & War my dear Belle."
The camera switches to a first person view as Arsenal is now backstage in the hallway. The first person he spies is Hugh Jass. Arsenal shoves him against the wall in a chokehold with his forearm. Hugh gasps for air.
Hugh: " WTF? What do you want?"
Arsenal holds up a picture of someone, Hugh points down the left hallway. Arsenal releases his hold & goes in the direction Hugh pointed, hunting for his prey. Just around the corner Klockwerk is conducting an oncamera interview.
Klock: " Yea, its great to be back in the OC-*ACCK!*"
Arsenal attacks Klockwerk with a hard gut punch, sending Klock staggering backward into a wall.
Arsenal: "There you are!...Hello prey.I hope you've made arrangements."
Klock: " Me?? What are you talking about?"
Arsenal: " You've been marked to die! Say your goodbyes!"
Klock: " Not today!"
Klock charges & clotheslines Arsenal to the floor. While Arsenal is down, Klockwerk grabs the closest weapon to defend himself, a broom left by housekeeping. Klock unleashes a barrage of body shots, introducing Arsenal to a world of agony. After 15-20 strikes, Arsenal collapses to the ground, unconscious. Satisifies, Klockwerk turns to leave, slinging the mop over his shoulder. He tries to leave, but a sudden jerk on the broom stops him. He turns around the see that Arsenal is nowhere to be seen. Klockwerks eyes widen in amazement.
Klock: " Where'd he go? He was out cold!"
He turns arond onl to be staring face to face with his assailiant.
Arsenal:" We're not done here. Escape isn't that easy."
Klock: " Like Hell!"
Another broom barrage sends Arsenal backtracking, until the broom breaks after an Arsenal forearm shot. Noe Arsenal takes advantage & mounts an offensive assault on his target. After nailing Klockwerk with a Spinebuster on the concrete floor, Arsenal heaves Klock into the air with a remember that!, instead of driving Klock to the floor. Arsenal charges at the nearest wal with Klock on his shoulder, lawn dart style! At th last possible second Klock shakes the cobwebs from his head & shoves back on Arsenals shoulders. The sudden shift in weight is too much, sending Arsenal face-first into the sheetrock walls. Arsenal javelins the wall, putting his head into the wall itself! Arsenal is really out cold this time. Klockwerk staggers back a few steps. Then he realizes the upper hand is his.
Klock: " Attack me? Why!?! No matter th reason, we'll settle this in the ring!"
Having a bit of payback, Klockwerk kicks Arsenal in the ass a few times, between kicks yelling...
" Stupid-Ass-Smurf-You-Should-Know-Better!" before leaving.
fade out
