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Operation Punisher: The CIAI Crisis...
Topic Started: Aug 25 2008, 07:00:35 PM (453 Views)
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(As they drove onward to the base, Zidane stayed quiet....)

Punisher: Hey, what's the matter with you?

Zidane:......

Punisher: Don't give me that silent bull****, what's the matter?

Zidane: *Sigh* What was that back there?....

Punisher: Payback. It happens.

Zidane: No... You didn't have to kill the whole family.

Punisher: Look at it this way, at least we save them the suffering of losing someone that was important to them no matter how creepy he was. Their house was burned down, we did them a favor.

Zidane: That's supposed to be justification for a coldblooded murder...

Punisher: You want to go turn yourself in to the troopers? Is that what you want to do?

Zidane: No.

Punisher: Ok, then.

Zidane: I just don't know if I'm dealing with the good guys or the bad guys here....

Punisher: Good and bad? Is that what you think this is all about? Maybe you've been watching too many movies or playing too many games or something but this is the real world kid, good and bad is for the fairy tales. In the real world, it's just people with different views...

Zidane: So you're saying there's no evil in the world?

Punisher: No, but let's face the facts, nothing is as simple as good and evil, that's for fairy tales and the morons who believe in them....

(They parked the car at the base and walked inside.)

Zidane: So, what next?

Punisher: You're going up North.

Zidane: Huh?

Punisher: We did our business here, now it's time to chase that lead while it's still hot.

Zidane: So, we're going to New Hampshire?

Punisher: Nope. You're going to New Hampshire.

Zidane: Well, how am I gonna get there?

Punisher: Amtrak. Now after I drop you off at the station, somewhere in a little town outside of the capital city there's someone who calls himself, "OceanSage," you're to meet up with him and find out anything you can about CIAI and Super Slash.

Zidane: So, what does this OceanSage do?

Punisher: I'm not sure but we got a lead from another one of our guys so just follow it and ask the town or something, I don't know. Just don't be an idiot.

Zidane: Ok.... When do I head out?

Punisher: Tonight. Now get your **** together and take this phone. That's how we'll keep in touch.

(Zidane took the phone and got ready for his trip to New Hampshire.)
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(Zidane loaded up his clothes and sat down waiting for Punisher to tell him when they would be leaving for the Amtrak.)

Punisher: Come over here kid.

Zidane: What?

Punisher: Just come. Step inside this here circle.

(Zidane got up and walked inside a large circle that Punisher was standing in.)

Zidane: Now what?

Punisher: Hit me.

Zidane: Uh... No.

Punisher: Come on. I want to see what you Florida boys can do.

Zidane: I really don't want to...

Punisher: No guts, huh?

Zidane: Look... I,

(Punisher knocked the **** out of Zidane and sent him straight to the floor...)

Punisher: Now what were you saying?

(Zidane shakily raised up and began to swing sluggishly. Punisher grabbed his hand and threw him to the floor once again.)

Punisher: Is that it Florida? Is that all you got?

(Zidane got back up and was quickly put down again. After that Punisher stopped...)

Punisher: Remember back in the hospital, I said I'd eventually kick your ass. There you go.

(Zidane staggered to get back up and wobbily walked back towards the sofa.)

Zidane: What are you ****ing crazy or something? Look at me!

Punisher: What? You got one little mark.

Zidane: Why, though? Why must you insist on hurting me?

Punisher: To make you tough... I'm not gonna be babysitting you for a while and you need to get tough. Now it's time for us to go.

Zidane: So I can't have a gun?

Punisher: No. Come on...

(They walked towards the car and left for the Amtrak station.)
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(Punisher and Zidane had finally reached the Amtrak station, Zidane's train ride out was only a few moments away.)

Zidane: This is it.

Punisher: Yup.

Zidane: Before I go, can I ask you something?

Punisher: Shoot.

Zidane: Why'd you help me out? Why'd you pick me?

Punisher: Is that it? Heh. Well, to be honest, you were fresh meat, you were in a position where we could easily control you in an environment that was alien to you.

Zidane: Wonderful... So you knew that Dawsy was gonna you know...

Punisher: Not quite. We were betting that something was gonna happen to you but we didn't know just what so we caught a break with that Dawes kid.

Zidane: Oh...

Punisher: Let me guess, you thought you were something special? Some "Child of Destiny?" Heh, heh.

Zidane: No... I didn't...

Punisher: Yeah, well, this is it for a while anyways, I guess I'll see you later.

Zidane: Wait, you never gave me your number.

Punisher: I don't plan on having you call me. I'll call you.

Zidane: Just great.... What if I need your help.

Punisher: You were in the Arctic, right?

Zidane: Yeah.

Punisher: Trust me, you'll do fine in New Hampshire. Not much besides some trees... Trust me, you'll live.

Zidane: Comforting...

(Zidane's train rushed in.)

Punisher: Now get your ass out of here! Come on we got a ****ing mission to do.

Zidane: The same as always Punisher....

(Zidane boarded the Amtrak and was on his way to New Hampshire.)

(After a day of travel, Zidane had finally reached the cold region of New Hampshire.... He was freezing but got off the icy train and stepped into a main station.)

Zidane: *Shivering* Ok.... Punisher said that I could ask around for this OceanSage guy... I guess I'll start with that nice couple over there.

(Zidane walked towards a newlywed couple.)

Zidane: Hey, do you know of anyone in this area who goes by, "OceanSage?"

(The couple looked at him in horror.)

Zidane: Uh.... Did I say something wrong?

Couple: Get away from us you freak!

Zidane: Hey! What the **** was that for? What'd I say? What'd I say?

(Zidane wandered off...)

Zidane: This is gonna be harder than I thought.... Already, I got a bad feeling about this....

(Zidane headed off into the frozen lands of countryside New Hampshire still in search of this apparently notorious OceanSage.)
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(After being scorned by the young couple, Zidane traveled far and wide in search of OceanSage until he was stopped dead in his tracks by an oncoming snow storm.)

Zidane: Damn.... I think I'm done for. Punisher was wrong, New Hampshire is a very dangerous place... Especially when you have no where to go, have no idea what you're doing and apparently looking for someone who's name is taboo... I'm tired.

(Zidane sat on a stump and just tried to ride out the blizzard when it just overpowered him and he was forced to walk for hours through fierce winds and poor visibility when he stumbled upon an old, abandoned barn...)

Zidane: ****! Why didn't I watch the ****ing weather report before I walked out the door... At least this old place seems passible enough for me to just wait this out.

(The winds continued to howl but as Zidane got closer to the barn, he thought that he had heard some voices... He shrugged it off as just the wind and entered the barn....)

Woman: Snuff films...

BOOM!

(The woman's brains splattered across the wall, blood everywhere.)

Zidane: Holy ****!! What the **** was that?!

???: Who's there?! Chainsaw! Go look around.

(Zidane still shocked by the gruesome murder he had just seen was frozen as he heard a chainsaw begin to rev up and the wielder coming closer towards him.)

Zidane: Oh ****!

(The wielder of the chainsaw had approached Zidane and was face to face with him.)

Zidane: *Sobbing* Oh ****! Please don't ****ing kill me, please sir, I beg of you! Don't ****ing kill me, I've got a family and I just came in here looking for a place to stay just please don't kill me, I swear I didn't see a thing, just let me leave!!!!

(The chainsaw wielder said something indecipherable but Zidane heard another set of footsteps come towards him.)
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???: Get up.

Zidane: Huh....?

???: Up. Now.

(Zidane stood up and saw what was in front of him.... A giant wielding the chainsaw and a smaller person.)

Zidane: Look, man, I don't want to die! Puh-puh-lease si-r, I, I, ain't gonna tell n-o one. Just don't kill....

???: Enough!

Zidane: *Gulp*

???: First and foremost stop sobbing, it's embarrasing. Secondly, who are you?

(Zidane stopped stuttering and shaking as the stranger had told him to do.)

Zidane: I'm Zidane. I was just caught in that blizzard and needed a place to stay and I'm looking for someone named OceanSage....

???: And what business do you have with this OceanSage?

Zidane: Well, I was just told by an associate of mine that....

???: Go on.

Zidane: ....That this OceanSage would give me information o-n, sorry, on organization CIAI and.... Super Slash. I swear that's all I wanted, I'm not here to do anything else, I'll leave, I didn't see nothing....

???: CIAI you say? Hmm... Interesting. What is this CIAI?

Zidane: I think it's the Cocaine Industry of America, Incorporated....

???: Chainsaw.

(The giant man turned to the small one.)

???: You can go now. I have some business to take care of with this one.

(The giant turned and left.)

???: Now, maybe I can properly introduce ourselves.... I am the OceanSage that you are inquiring about and this here is my little business. I'm the greatest thing that's ever come out of New Hampshire! I work 24/7 on my film projects, snuff films.

Zidane: Snuff films?....

OS: Yes. That little show that you just witnessed, that's going in my newest film.... You'd be surprised how many people in the world are into snuff.... It's still taboo however in this snobbish country here but it's truly artwork. My associate Chainsaw feels that together him and I could maybe rewrite the negative connotations that society conjures up when thinking about our business.

Zidane:..... Yeah. But could you Mr. OceanSage just help me with this whole CIAI thing?

OS: First you have to do some work for me....
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(OS walked closer to Zidane and held up a thin envelope.)

OS: I want my snuff projects to go to even greater markets! You see the snuff market in the United States is typically within the 16-35 age group. But because I am an innovative of my art, I would like to expand that to an even larger group which is why I want you to deliver this DVD to the Retirement home not far from here. I want you to also go inside and get the names and addresses of every person in the home, deliveries will be made as my product increases. Do you understand?

Zidane: Yeah. After this you'll tell me about CIAI right?

OS: Don't get pushy kid.

(OS signaled for Zidane to leave and in the background as he was walking out, Zidane could hear screams from a woman.)

Zidane: What have I gotten myself into this time?....

(After Zidane had stepped outside, his phone rang.)

Zidane: Zidane speaking.

Punisher: No ****. Did you meet our boy?

Zidane: Yeah, although I wish I hadn't.

Punisher: What the **** are you talking about?

Zidane: This guy's sick.... He's a snuff film artist. I don't feel right about this, just a few minutes ago, I saw some girl get her brains blown out...

Punisher: Hey! I don't want to hear that bull****! On this ****ing mission, you're here to do one thing get information on CIAI and Super Slash, now if you have to watch some **** that you have moral issues against that's your problem, I don't give a ****! You're not there to judge how some guy makes a living and gets off on others death, this is about info and you haven't given me one bit so get a ****ing move on or that ***** that just died won't be the only ****ing person getting their brains splattered all over the floor.

CLICK!

Zidane: Easy for him to say.... Mother****er...

(Zidane walked towards the retirement home and saw a bunch of old people crowded in the main room.)

Zidane: This is awful.... I could give these people heart attacks with this mess....

(Although he had his issues with the assignment he did as asked and put the DVD in the mailbox.)

Zidane: Ok, that's done. Now, I've got to go sneak in and get that book.

(Zidane opened the back door and went through, the place smelled like death, old people and blizzards don't mix, as he walked through the corridors he could see that even in this weather there were few people working making the assignment that much easier to complete.)

Zidane: Now it should be up this hallway and once I get that I'll be in business so long as I play it cool.

(The person on duty watching the files was apparently asleep so Zidane snuck in and searched for the files with the patients names. He eventually stumbled upon it.)

Zidane: This is the thing... Now I've just got to get past this guy again and get back to that OS.

(Zidane snuck past the guard once again and walked back to OS's film house.)

Zidane: Ok, I got it.

OS: Excellent. Yes, yes, this is definitely it... Chainsaw, give the man his reward.

(Chainsaw walked towards Zidane and handed him a card.)

Zidane: What's this?
OS: That Zidane old boy is a Safety Card. You see, Chainsaw and I decided that since you've already discovered our operation and know enough about us to get us convicted, we've decided that the more jobs you do correctly for us the more your life is ensured. You see, CIAI is something that I know about but could care less as to whether something were to really happen, you see all I want is my films to be made and I'll stop at nothing to get that done. So the more jobs you do correctly, the more safety cards you get, if and when you run out, Chainsaw here will......

Zidane: ...You're gonna use me in a film

OS: Good boy. Now I have another assignment for you before you decide to relax. Don't worry Zidane, our little game will be fun.
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(Zidane took his Safety Card and realized that his life was now in another person's hands, everything he did had to be perfect.)

OS: You see Zidane. We like you, you're a sadist, why else would you be here? People like you are good to have around, now I'm gonna give you your next assignment. Chainsaw, cut the lights off and run the film.

(Chainsaw walked over and turned the light switch out and then put in a DVD in the DVD player.)

Zidane: What's this...?

OS: Just watch.

(On the film there was a girl who was bloody, she had raggedy torn clothes on and looked like she had been starved, she was crying when the screen went black.)

OS: Did you see that?

Zidane: Uh... Yeah, the screen went black.

OS: No. That's the girl who survived.

Zidane: Survived?

OS: Yes... It was one of my first projects, I was young, inexperienced and when I tried to slice her throat, she fought me off and escaped.

Zidane: Ok.... So, what does this...

OS: Everything Zidane. This girl here still lives in this area and her house is only a few miles from here. I want you to bring this girl back to me so that I can finally finish the Lost Episode.

Zidane: But why? Can't we just let her live her life and enjoy the experience that she had with you fine people?

OS: Need I remind you that you only have one Safety Card which does not put you in any position to object to this assignment. Now if you want to go all noble on me, then you'll get your 15 minutes of fame right now in this next film!

Zidane: Sorry. I don't know what happened to me.... Where does she live?

OS: Here's a map, it's marked out.

Zidane: What are these other marks for?

OS: Don't worry about that. Go.

(Zidane walked out on his next assignment.)
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(Zidane left for the house that was marked on the map.)

Zidane: (Why I am doing this... I'm about to become an accomplice in the murder of some innocent lady.... Punisher may have said that there wasn't any bad guys but I can't help but get the feeling that... I am one.)

(While Zidane continued to think, he was suddenly grabbed and pulled into the woods.)

???: Be quiet.

(Zidane tried to get free but was unsuccessful.)

???: Stop. I promise that I won't hurt you. Now just stop moving.

(Zidane stopped moving and the person let go.)

Zidane: Who are you?

???: Just call me a friend. There's no need for formal names at this point.

Zidane: Ok.... What do you want?

???: I want you to go in and stop OceanSage's sick business.

Zidane: What?! No. Even if I wanted to, the answer would still be no.

???: Is that so? Well, what if I told you that you had to. What if I told you that I have valuable information that you will most certainly need. Information that this OceanSage can't give you.

Zidane: I have no reason to believe you at this point.

???: You have no reason to believe OceanSage either but if you want to be his little tool, go ahead, that's on your conscience.

Zidane: I'd find it a lot easier to trust you if you'd just tell me who you are!

???: No need to yell and there's no need for formalities. You'll learn who I am eventually but sooner rather than later if you'd just listen to me.

Zidane: Well how would I stop OS then?

???: Hit him where it hurts. Come with me, I've got to show you something very interesting, Zidane. Very interesting....

Zidane: You do understand if I don't completely trust you.

???: That's fine because your trust will come with the information.

(The two of them walked off deeper into the woods to the stranger's hideaway....)
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(Zidane and the stranger reached a dark area of the woods that housed the man's tent and supplies.)

???: Sit down, Zidane.

Zidane: Sure.

(Zidane sat on the ground.)

Zidane: How do you know my name?

???: I know many things.... Your name is trivial information. But the information that I'm about to tell you is not.

Zidane: Ok, shoot... In the nonlethal way of course.

???: Don't worry, I'm not one of the bad guys.

Zidane: Bad guys? I just thought that this was...

???: What? Different people with different views? More of Punisher's mind game ****.

Zidane: Yeah but wait, you know Punisher?

???: Who doesn't?

Zidane: What do you mean?

???: The man's a legend. An icon with his own cult following.

Zidane: What?!

???: Yup. A few years back Punisher went in and with only a team of two others helped disarm the original CIAI operation headed by Kori.

Zidane: Huh?.... What are you talking about?!

???: CIAI is an organization that grew and prospered years back, back then they were headed by the current leader Super Slash's brother, Kori. Punisher and his team ended up infiltrating their original base in Washington D.C. and destroyed it killing Kori in the process.

Zidane: This is all fine and good but what the **** does that have to do with me?

???: It's just the history of the organization and the background behind the man who employs you with work.

Zidane: Yeah but still how does this deal with OS and this new CIAI information?

???: I'm getting to that. After the original CIAI collapsed and Kori's body was found and taken in by the U.S. Government, Super Slash basically went into this depression, his only friend, his brother, murdered so now Super Slash decided to continue where his brother left off and brought the business down south to their home, Louisiana.

Zidane: You know, I really have something that I should be doing...

???: Quiet. At first nobody had any idea what happened to Super Slash, it was like he just disappeared, nobody not even the U.S. Government had any idea and then suddenly we find numerous cases of crack and cocaine in select areas in South. Mardi Gras became a haven for all of the druggies and New Orleans was in dismal condition. That's when the government called on Punisher and his team to once again disrupt and disband this annoying bug, CIAI.

Zidane: .......

???: They went in but this time they were overmatched, they had gotten older and were worn out from previous fighting, they barely left with their lives and returned failures to the government only to find that in the coming months, Super Slash would make several deals with Congress virtually granting him the power to do as he pleases so long as he gives them their cut of his profits. And that brings us to CIAI today.

Zidane: Ok, this is what I need to hear.

???: With CIAI on the loose and the government holding it's profits in their pockets Punisher and his associates decided to come up and fight it once again but instead of going in and destroying it in one fell swoop. The plan is to play a game of strategy with the group, a game of chess so to speak and move as they move and hopefully bring it down for good this time.

Zidane: Ok... So now what?

???: Punisher's and the two team members that were with him in the beginning have went their separate ways, however, do you realize that at this very moment you are in the business with one of the men who was under him at this time.

Zidane: OceanSage? That freak?!

???: He wasn't always like that. OceanSage used to be a good guy, a good man, a hardworking man, always on the job. After they had gotten home and found that the government betrayed them and gave them nothing for their work, he lost it. He decided to take out his anger on women in what he calls his "art."

Zidane: Snuff films....

???: Yes. We need the old OceanSage back, the soldier not the sadist or.... We need the new OceanSage dead. That's where you come in. I leave the decision up to you. You'll be dealing with OceanSage alone from here on out, you'll know if he's completely gone and if so....

(The stranger opened a duffel bag.)

???: Use this.

Zidane: A gun?

???: Yes. If all else fails, take out OceanSage, it's painful to see him succumb to this but if you can.... Please help him.

Zidane:.... Sure. But...

???: You're the one with the choice Zidane. Remember, there's always two choices, know you're the one who has to make the one you see best for the situation.

Zidane: Look, I.... Who are you?!

???: I'll see you around Zidane.

Zidane: But I have to get OceanSage's info on CIAI!! You can't just walk out on me and tell me to do something when I haven't done what I came to do in the first place!

???: Do whatever you've got to do. It's your decision.

(The stranger packed up his tent and walked off through the woods....)
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(Zidane walked out of the woods and left for his original mission, to bring OceanSage's, "The one that got away" back to him. When he finally reached the house he was a little disturbed at the overall scene and thinking about what he was going to do.)

Zidane: *Sighs...* I'm gonna go to jail for this.

(Zidane walked up to the porch and pounded on the door. No one answered.)

Zidane: Please, just open up lady. I'm gonna catch a ****ing cold.

(Zidane continued to pound until the door opened in a creepy manner, the house was dark and dreary.)

Zidane:.... Hello?...

Woman: You. Who are you....

Zidane: Huh? Hey, lady, where are you?

Woman: Over here.

(The voice sounded like it was coming from the kitchen, Zidane walked towards the room when his cell phone rang.)

Zidane: ****!

(Zidane picked up the phone.)

Zidane: Who is this?

???: Don't..... Go..... Death.... Chainsaw...

Zidane: What?! Who the hell is this?! Answer me!!

*CLICK*

(Zidane put away his cell phone when the door slammed closed. Afterwards he heard a chainsaw reving up.)

Zidane: ****!!

(Whoever was wielding it was coming closer, Zidane could see a dark shadow but once again his knees locked and fear took over, he couldn't think and he was hyperventalating.)

Zidane: *Breathing uncontrollably*

(The wielder got closer and Zidane could finally see who it was.... Chainsaw. And he was holding it high above his head, when Zidane saw something else, a light.)

Zidane:..... A camera?

(Still frozen, Zidane prepared for the end when....)

"AHH! ****!!!! Get the **** out of here! Get off of me you big son of a *****!"

(Someone had come in from the back door and grabbed Chainsaw but Zidane still could not tell who it was while the camera continued to film.)

Zidane: What?

"Get the **** out of here, now!"

(Zidane took it as a cue and ran off only to have his pants splattered with blood, who's blood it was, he did not know.)

Zidane: Oh ****! This place isn't safe, I've gotten myself in a world of ****ing trouble...

(Zidane ran as hard as he could when he reached a huge cloud of smoke, he continued to run through the smoke coughing with each breath and saw that OS's barn along with the woods that the stranger had pulled him into were both on fire....)

Zidane: Damn! Damn! Damn!

(Zidane began to just run in no particular direction and ended up in a huge intersection that had apparently just had a huge 21 car pileup. Zidane stood there and watched, not knowing what to do next....)
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(Zidane stood there among all the chaos as cops began to rush to the scene along with firetrucks and ambulances.)

Zidane: Boy, I've never been so glad to see cops....

(Zidane walked up to one officer when another explosion occurred.)

Zidane: What was that?!

(Zidane ran towards where the explosion happened and that most of the cops who were on the scene either dead or severely wounded.)

Zidane: Who? What?...

(Zidane began to run once again and headed towards the woods when...)

OS: Where the hell do you think you're going?

(OS had appeared, he had been wounded but held a gun in his right hand and pointed it straight at Zidane.)

Zidane: You....

OS: Yes. Me. You brought this... You brought all of this here! My work.... My shop, my art! You destroyed everything that I had built! Everything that was going to propel me straight to the top! And now.... It's all gone.

Zidane: No. Don't try to pull that with me. You led me to a house where that maniac of yours was at trying to kill me!

OS: What?

Zidane: You heard me! That freak Chainsaw tried to kill me in that house you sent me to.

OS: You're a delusional bastard.... Chainsaw was killed instantly in the fire! But guess what? He won't be the only one!

(OS pulled gripped the gun hard and aimed at Zidane's head when...)

BOOM!

(Out of nowhere a huge missle made a direct hit on OS sending Zidane flying into the air. Zidane was stunned when he heard a helicopter flying over him.)

Punisher: Zidane! Get your ass on this chopper! Now!

(Zidane groggily got up and stumbled towards the helicopter when he was lifted up and saw Punisher along with two others.)

Punisher: You ok?

Zidane: Ugh..... Was that... you?

Punisher: No. It was him.

(Punisher pointed towards one of the people in the chopper.)

Punisher: That's Just. You can get a formal introduction later.

Zidane: Ugh...... Hi.

(Punisher slapped Zidane across the face.)

Punisher: Now get your ass together! This **** happening here is no mistake! CIAI is on our asses. You go sit in the co-pilot's seat and get to know your new best friend.

(Zidane sat inside the co-pilots chair and saw the same stranger that he saw in the woods piloting the ship.)

Zidane: You?!

Punisher: That's Slash. But before we get a nice picnic going we're gonna have to get through these mother****ers.

(Punisher pointed towards three other choppers right behind them.)

Punisher: Heh, heh. This is action Zidane! Now hand me that RPG over there.

Zidane: What?... RPG?

Punisher: Argh!

(Punisher went and grabbed the RPG himself and took some more diazepam to stop the shaking in his hands.)

Punisher: Ok, Slash you and Zidane just try to keep this baby steady. Just and I are gonna play co-op and knock these sons of *****es straight into the Great Lakes!

Zidane: Great Lakes?

Punisher: Yeah, that's right Zidane. Great Lakes, we're going to Canada.

Just: Hey Punisher, I think we better start now, these guys are coming full force.

Punisher: Well what the **** do you expect? These are kamikaze units. Ok, get ready. Remember Slash, keep it steady and Zidane, just don't **** up. Got it?

Everyone: Got it.

Punisher: Good. Now let's go!

(The three kamikaze choppers began to fire at Punisher and Just as they got ready to send them flying with the RPGs.)

Just: Ok, whenever you say the word, I've got mine locked on.

Punisher: Fire when ready!

(Just fired with the RPG and blasted one of the choppers leaving a huge cloud of smoke leaving both he and Punisher blind for their next shot.)

Just: ****!

Punisher: Dammit! We can't shoot with this ****ing smoke. Slash where are we?

Slash: We're a little ways over Lake Erie. We've got a bit to go before we reach our destination. Why is there a problem?

Punisher: Yeah, a big one. We can't get a clear shot because of all this smoke and these bastards are trying to fly into us!

Slash: Well why didn't you say that in the first place?

(Slash manuevered the helicopter so that it would go straight up allowing Just and Punisher to see the two choppers left with a crystal clear shot.)

Just: Hey thanks a lot.

Punisher: We'll celebrate later, let's just concentrate on taking these crazy sons of *****es out!

(Punisher and Just both got in position once again.)

Punisher: Do you got a shot?

Just: Yes.

Punisher: Ok, we fire at the same time. When I say... GO!

(Punsher and Just fired destroying both helicopters at the same time and leaving a huge cloud of smoke around them as they continued towards Canada.)

Just: Good work.

Punisher: Yeah, same to you.

Zidane: Did you get them?

Punisher: Yeah. And this cloud of smoke gives us a decent smoke screen for a little while at until we reach the border. How long Slash?

Slash: We're pulling up on land in another 5 minutes or so.

Just: That's good to know... This has been a rough night.

Punisher: There will be plenty more to come Just... Plenty more. Super Slash isn't gonna stop until he's got us all squashed... We can at least lay low in Canada for a little while...

Zidane: So Punisher, that's the plan?

Punisher: Yeah, we've had many new developments since your stay in New Hampshire, we'll fill you in later.

Zidane: No problem.

Slash: Alright guys, we've reached our destination, we'll be on land within the next 40 seconds or so...

(And with that Slash landed the chopper, they were now in Canada....)
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(They hopped off the helicopter and took a view of Canada.... The province of Ontario to be exact.)

Punisher: Ontario, Canada.... Awful place. Nothing but raving cannibals in this part of the world.

Zidane: Heh. I don't think Canadians are that bad.

Punisher: Yeah, that's coming from someone who's never been to Canada.

Zidane: I plan to move here some day when this is all over.

Just: You want to move here?

Zidane: Yeah. It just feels so refreshing, so relaxing. It's everything I thought it would be.

Just: You got all that from just landing and getting off the helicopter?

Zidane: Yeah.

Just: Well that's a new one...

Zidane: I can't just love this place?

Punisher: You can do whatever the hell you want but we'll see if you keep singing that same tune in a few hours.

Zidane: I'm sure I will. And another thing... Where's that other guy?

Just: Your guess is as good as mine...

Punisher: Yeah, that Slash is a bit eccentric, he just goes off without warning at certain times. He'll be back, though.

Zidane: (I think you're all a bit eccentric...)

Punisher: Ok, now that you bastards have all gotten comfortable, let's get to business.

Just: Ok.

Punisher: Alright, Zidane, this is Just. Just happens to be a explosives expert from some place in Missouri.

Zidane: Ok...

Punisher: Yeah, he's not some government guy or some technical dumbass, he's just some weird guy that the AWOL son of a ***** picked up on some Internet site.

Zidane: So, Slash found Just on an internet site?

Punisher: Bingo. So yeah, we have some second-rate basement pyromaniac helping us out now, remember that C4 that we used to take out Dawes Diner?

Zidane: How could I forget....

Punisher: Yeah, well that was compliments of Just. So thank him for the fireworks display in Jersey.

Zidane:.....

Punisher: And the MIA bastard happens to be Slash. I believe you all were acquainted in New Hampshire. But anyway, since he probably told you all of this already, Slash happens to be the third of that three man team that helped take out the CIAI of old. How Slash got involved was more or less an accident considering he's not a fan of the U.S. Government but that's another story....

Zidane: I bet that's an interesting story.

Just: You bet it is. I heard most of it on the way to help you back there.

Punisher: Anyway, our objective at this point is to...

(Slash comes out from the woods.)

Punisher: Thank you for ****ing joining us at this present time. Anything to report on the forest front Captain Asshole? Or do you prefer Smokey the Bear?

Slash: **** you. Go shove that chopper blade straight up your ass you uptight son of a *****.

Punisher: Anyway. Our next plan is to enter Toronto, once there we're going to head out into one of the many suburbs surrounding the area, we take a house and use it as a base of sorts and go from there. Super Slash is on his way and we need to get ready.

Zidane: What do you mean he's on his way?

Slash: We got word that Super Slash (No relation) happens to be on to us and wants to make the first move, he's got forces on the way from the south. We figure that if take a suburb north of the city and use it as a base it'll slow him and his boys down hopefully giving us enough time to strike.

Zidane: What if he takes to the air?

Just: He won't if he knows what's good for him.

Zidane: What do you mean?

Just: Super Slash by now must have saw what happened to his boys just a few minutes ago, if he's smart he'll avoid aerial combat where he's at a big disadvantage. You see this big hawk of a helicopter is more than anything Super Slash can handle at this point, he's not stupid so he'll risk taking to the ground where the odds are a bit more in his favor.

Zidane: But won't he cause a big scene?

Punisher: That's what he wants. Regardless of the fact that this is Canada, if he makes a huge scene and gets through Toronto, he'll be ready to move in on the U.S., the U.S. Gov can't do anything because of their little deal, so he's gonna make it clear and apparent that he can't be stopped.

Zidane: Making the U.S. look bad...

Punisher: Really bad. Now we've got to head out to make plans...

(The four of them left towards Ontario....)

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(The four of them ran through the woods on their way to Toronto and the suburb surrounding it.)

Zidane: *Huffing* Hey, guys, do you mind telling me more about CIAI the original one?

Slash: You certainly do pick opportune times to ask questions...

Zidane: Well... I'm interested.

(They all stopped.)

Punisher: What is there to really say.... I mean, the three of us happened to be expendable men so they used us and amazingly enough we survived.

Slash: One week of hell, that's for sure.

Zidane: You guys were in there for a week?!

Slash: Yup. From July 4 to July 11, it was cheesily dubbed, Operation Patriot.

Zidane: That is pretty cheesy... So what about Kori?

Punisher: Heh. We threw him into a giant fan chopping his body into a million pieces, now you can see why Super Slash is so pissed.

Zidane: I guess so...

Punisher: Not a pleasant sight. Anything else you want to know?

Zidane: Not right now. I guess we should continue.

Just: Ok, let's continue to move.

(They all continued through the woods when they finally reached the city of Toronto.)

Zidane: It's beautiful.

Just: Anything is beautiful from this distance.

Zidane: Why all the hate towards Canada?

Slash: It's not hate, it's factual information.

Zidane: Ok so what now?

Just: We're gonna blaze through this city so I hope you've caught your breath.

Zidane: Why not take a taxi?

Everyone: Why not shut the **** up?

Zidane:........

(They all ran through Toronto, it took them 4 hours before they finally reached the small suburb north of the city.)

Zidane: That.... Was... Not... Fun.... I don't want to run again...

Punisher: Stop *****ing. The good news is that it's Friday and most of the parents are still at work along with the kids so getting a place shouldn't be hard.

Zidane: You don't mean that we're gonna take someone's house, do you?

Slash: We call it Jurisdictional Bargaining.

Zidane: What?

Punisher: You know you really do ask too many dumb ****ing questions. Jurisdictional Bargaining, we take jurisdiction over your house and bargain with you on the terms of letting you get it back. Simple enough for you to understand?

Zidane: Sure...

Just: Hmm.... How about that place over there?

Punisher: Yeah, that's a good place. You see, this guy has a good eye, this was a diamond in the rough pick-up, I mean this guy never ceases to amaze me.

Slash: So we're gonna go through with it?

Just: Yeah. Zidane, you're a kid check around the place and make sure it's clear.

(Zidane did as asked and reported back.)

Zidane: All clear.

Slash: Perfect. Now can you pick the lock?

Zidane: I can try....

Slash: Go for it.

(After a short wait, Zidane returned.)

Zidane: It's done.

Just: Good job, now let's go.

(They all stepped inside the house.)

Punisher: This really is a pretty nice place.

Just: Hey, check the fridge and see if there's any beer!

Punisher: Yeah, I was getting to that.

(Punisher went over towards the kitchen and opened the fridge.)

Punisher: Uh.... What the **** is this?

(Punisher saw the fridge full of Canada Dry and there was no beer.)

Just: What?

Punisher: Come over here and take a look at this ****.

(Just walked over and saw the Canada Dry.)

Just: Eww.... You're kidding me? What the hell are these people thinking?

Punisher: I don't know but get rid of this ****.

(Punisher handed Just the bottle and then Just pulled out a .45 and shot the piece of ****.)

Just: That's better.

Punisher: Much better.

(Slash then called them.)

Slash: Hey check this **** out!

(They all walked up the steps into a room, it appeared to be a boy's room.)

Just: What?

Slash: Look at this ****ing ****! It's disgusting!

(Slash handed Just a CD case.)

Just: Oh come the **** on! What the **** is this! Celene Dion's Greatest Hits.

Punisher: Get the **** out of here! Throw that **** out the window.

(Just tossed the ****ty CD out of the window and when it hit the ground, they heard a cat.)

Just: Was that a cat?

(They all went downstairs and saw Zidane playing with an Xbox 360.)

Zidane: ****ing awesome! This house is great!

Punisher: Hey lower that ****. We thought we heard a cat.

Zidane: Please, I don't give a damn about some cat. This game kicks ass!

(Punisher pulled out a .45 of his own and blasted a hole in the TV.)

Punisher: All you had to do was lower the ****ing volume.

Zidane:...... YOU BASTARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Meanwhile Just and Slash had found the cat outside.)

Punisher: So you found the little piece of ****.

Just: **** yeah! And now Slash is getting the grill ready.

(Zidane stepped outside with the rest of them.)

Zidane: What's going on?

Just: I'm about to give you guys some of my special ****! Grilled Cat!

Zidane: Oh, **** no. Hell ****ing no!

Just: Hell ****ing yes! I'm hungry, this **** is unbelievable. You got it straight yet Slash?

Slash: Not yet but... Ok, I've got it. Bring her here.

Just: Heh, heh.

(Just walked with the cat holding her by the tail and brought it over to Slash who put the charcoal on the hot grill.)

Slash: Aren't you gonna skin the little ***** first?

Just: Nah, trust me, as crispy as this baby's gonna be, you won't know the difference.

Slash: Works for me.

(Just put the now screaming cat on the grill and closed the top.)

Just: The screaming should stop right about...... Now.

Slash: This **** better be good.

Just: Oh you're gonna love it.

(Punisher came back outside.)

Punisher: Hey, a kid is coming.

Zidane: What are we gonna do?! What are we gonna do?!

Punisher: Calm down. We greet him at the door, what do you think.

Zidane: But, but...

Slash: But nothing, now come on and let Just work the grill.

(The three of them left Just with the grill and met a Canadian boy at the door.)

Punisher: Hiya buddy.

Boy:.... Uh.... Who are you?

Punisher: Heh, heh. Don't worry about that, come on in.

(The boy uneasily stepped inside...)

Punisher: So what's your name kid?

Boy: It's....

Punisher: You know what? It doesn't matter, you look like an average Canadian so I'll just call you.... Canada.

Canada: Maybe I should...

Slash: Sit down please.

(Canada took a seat on the couch along with Punisher, Slash and Zidane.)

Canada: *Gulp* Could you please tell me what's going on...? My, my parents have gone away for the weekend and I was planning on spending time with my girlfriend... *Gulp* So, do you mind *Gulp* leaving?...

Punisher: At ease soldier. We're not gonna hurt you kid unless you try anything stupid. We can co-exist so long as you stay cool. Now why don't you go make friends with Zidane, he seems to be about your age and....

Just: Food's ready!!

Canada: What....? Food?

Slash: Yeah, we're about to have some grilled cat. Come on, your food will get cold.

Canada: CAT?! MY CAT?! This is a joke, right? Someone's just messing with me right? Is this some scam telling me that I just hit the jackpot or something? Please tell me? Right?! Right?!

Punisher: Afraid not so why don't you just relax and enjoy yourself, we'll have a nice chat over lunch.

(They all headed outside for lunch, Canada still shaking....)
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(Punisher, Zidane, Slash and Canada all stepped outside for some of Just's Grilled Cat.)

Just: Hey, who's the puss?

Canada: ...........

Punisher: This is our new boy, Canada. He just happened to be in the neighborhood and decided to drop on by.

Just: Works for me, as long as he tries my Cat.

Canada: Not.... My cat.... God, why?

Just: God had nothing to do with this. Don't go blaming him now for your cat losing all nine lives on the barbeque. Now all of you sit down and let me serve you.

Punisher: You know what Just, I had a pretty big lunch so I think I'll just pass for right now, maybe some other time.

Zidane: Yeah, me too. Those pretzels sure were filling.

Slash: Hey, that just means more for me!

Just: Give it at least a bite. Don't bull**** me about some stale pretzels.

(Slash ripped a huge leg off the cat and began chowing down.)

Just: Damn, Slash! We want to eat too!

Slash: Mmm... This is some really good cat. Better than that **** that your wife made.

Just: Hey! My wife happens to be a damn good cook!

Punisher and Slash:.................

Just: Well **** you too.

Zidane: I didn't know you had a wife Just.

Just: Yup. I'm a happily married man.

Zidane: Congrats.

Just: If you really want to congratulate me, you'd eat some of my cat. Now dig in all of you, go on now get it.

(Zidane picked up a small piece off the side and slowly bit into it.)

Zidane:..... It's actually not bad. Not bad at all, pretty good.

Just: See. Now you two get on the ball and eat some of this special ****.

Canada: Please, don't make me eat my own cat... At least let her have that little bit of dignity...

Just: You ever seen the movie Ravenous?

Canada: No.

Just: After seeing that movie and the cannibals on that mountain, eating a cat looks good compared to that ****. Now eat.

(Canada reluctantly picked up a part of the paw.)

Canada: *Sniff* I'm sorry...

(Canada ripped into the cat's paw and ate it.)

Just: How was it?

Canada: It was good.... But I really don't want another piece.

Just: Ok, then. Now you Punisher.

Punisher: You really don't expect me to eat that ****, do you?

Just: Well everyone except you has had a try.

Punisher: Yeah and I think I'll keep it that way. Look at these mother****ers, they'll eat anything, I'm not eating that ****. No ****ing way.

Just: Hey, if you want to be a pussy that's your problem but Zidane, Slash, Canada, and myself happen to enjoy eating pussy, it's unfortunate that we can't say the same for you. I thought you were a man Punisher.

Punisher: You know, that really came out a little odd especially since you said Zidane liked to eat pussy, I was pretty sure he was a pig man myself.

Zidane: Don't say another ****ing word.

Punisher: Just the facts, man. Just the facts. But fine I'll take a piece of that cat and do you a favor since we have to get down to real business anyway.

(Punisher took a bite of the cat.)

Punisher: It was ok.... I mean if you like cats and ****.

(After everyone seemed to be finished, Slash grabbed the entire body of the cat and started licking everything that was left and chewing piece after piece including the crispy toenails.)

Punisher: Hey, do you mind finishing your **** up?

Slash: Just a sec. I'm almost done.

(Slash gave the crispy cat one last cat bath and threw the rest in the trash.)

Slash: *Belches* You gotta make some more some time Just. That was good...

Just: Glad you enjoyed it.

Canada: Ok... I suppose that now since you had your fun could you explain just what the **** is going on here!?

Punisher: Someone just gotta mighty bold in the last few minutes.

Canada: I'm sorry, sorry but who are you people? What do you want from me?

Slash: We don't want anything from you personally but we need your house. But since you're pretty much the only able-bodied person here we're gonna have to use you.

Canada: Use me? For what?!

Punisher: Can you shoot a gun?

RING! RING!

Punisher: It's mine.

(Punisher answered his cell phone.)

Super Slash: Hello, am I speaking to one Mr. Punisher?

Punisher: That depends. Who the **** is one Mr. Punisher speaking too?

Super Slash: Ah yes. So it seems that we did get the right line. Heh. Well, this is Commander Super Slash that you are speaking to Mr. Punisher and....

Punisher: Super Slash? So you finally decide to come out of hiding.

Super Slash: It's only hiding when the seeker can't catch you, wouldn't you agree? Our little engagements seem to be rather onesided, eh? I mean it's been a game of tag and unfortunately you and your people have all ended up being the fat kid who had the unfortunate luck of going against the school track star.

Punisher: Very ****ing funny. Ha. Ha.

Slash: Who is it?

Super Slash: As much as I enjoy chatting with you, I'd really like to get down to business as you would say but maybe witnessing will get the message across better than spoken words. Turn on the television.

Punisher: Ok, give us a minute.

(Punisher told everyone who it was and they all went into Canada's room and cut the TV on.)

Punisher: Ok, it's done. Now what the **** is going on?

Super Slash: Give it some time. Turn to channel 4. The news should be on at the moment and I believe they're showing the daily view of Toronto, right?

Punisher: Yeah.

Super Slash: Yes... In 3, 2, 1....

(On the television a stealth aircraft came into visibility and dropped what appeared to be a small package.... The cameraman stayed with the package until it hit the ground, all through the streets of Toronto people dropped to their deaths, it was a dirty bomb.)

Zidane: ****! What the hell was that?!

Punisher: A.... dirty bomb....

Super Slash: Hah! Hah! Judging by your voice my show has left you speechless, a true representation of the phrase "Knock 'em dead," eh?

Punisher: You just poisoned the entire city....

Super Slash: I'm glad you've taken note of the obvious but continue to watch, it isn't quite over yet.

(On the television more bombers came and dropped more bombs, these were regular bombs that leveled the city and left it in ruins, smoke and dust clouded the air, the city of Toronto was no longer visible.... A huge cloud of smoke covered it all.)

Super Slash: Now that's a fireworks display, correct? While I'd prefer it to be a little more clean this will do. I suppose the entire population of the city has just been hit with the great flatliner. Ah well, nothing but filthy cannibals in this country anyway, eh?

Punisher:................

Super Slash: Thank you for your time.

(The city of Toronto was leveled and Super Slash's military was fast approaching but with the huge cloud of dust covering the city, nobody could see how close they were to the suburb. They all scrambled to prepare for the huge assault coming....)
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(The group went into panic mode after witnessing the destruction of Toronto.)

Zidane: Ok.... What the **** are we gonna do?! I know for a fact that we can't match that ****... Please tell me you've got a plan.

(Just, Slash and Punisher remained silent.)

Zidane: We're all gonna die... We're all gonna ****ing die!!!

Canada: Toronto..... My parents were in Toronto.... I, I,

(Canada began to start crying.... The tears just poured from his eyes...)

Slash: Sorry man.

Just: That's all the more reason why we've got to do something about these guys.

Punisher: Canada. Stop crying.

Zidane: Are you that cold, man? The guy just lost his parents!

Punisher: And if he doesn't put it in the back of his mind for now, he won't be missing them for too long. Let's face the facts, we're screwed.

Just: Yeah, but what about the plan? We can slow them down at least.

Slash: *Sighs* Not quite... As much as I don't want to admit it Punisher's right, we're all but dead at this point. The whole plan to set up C4 and other explosives through the town would've worked only if they were doing a land assault. We weren't expecting them to come to the air...

Zidane: Well why not!

Punisher: The Hawk... Our information was bad, Super Slash has bombers that rival our Hawk and even still, the Hawk is still on the other side of Toronto, they probably got it by now....

Zidane: Damn...

Slash: It's our fault... We took a gamble and blew it. Super Slash and his boys are on their way right now. Maybe Just is right, maybe we should at least try...

Canada: We should just leave! This is crazy.... You brought these people here, you're the reason my parents are dead... Had you not...

Just: Hey! That wasn't our fault!

Punisher: Afraid it was Just. Had we stayed in New Hampshire or at least in the States, I seriously doubt Super Slash would've destroyed a city in the U.S. simply because while he may have the Government wrapped around his finger, the public outcry would be incredible.

Zidane: So why did we come here?

Punisher: We weren't thinking.... Plus, New Hampshire was pretty bad off.

Zidane: Why not just go back to New York or something?

Slash: Once again, we weren't thinking, it was our blunder and the information that we got was bad.

Canada: Then we should just leave now!!! We're wasting time here!

Slash: We've got to assume that Super Slash has the worst kid... If has a dirty bomb, then we can only imagine the other weapons he's got. At this point, we're gonna assume that he has a Hydrogen Bomb.

Canada: That thing that they dropped in Japan?!

Punisher: No... That was the Atomic Bomb, the H-Bomb is far worse.... Virtual human genocide if used.....

Zidane: !?

Just: Ok then what do we do? What are our options?!

Punisher: It's every man for himself at this point.... I'm not gonna tell anyone to stay and fight, you do what feels best for you. If you want to run away, go... There's no Medal of Honor, no Purple Heart, no Silver Star to come home to, you're either gonna live or die. Maybe it'd be better if we all just died here... The world has gone to hell, anyway, this was just the beginning. It all but guarantees World War III. But mark my words.... Someone here is gonna die today, possibly all of us, that's a very real possibility so just be prepared for the end...

(Punisher walked away towards the edge of town and listened for tanks or other weaponry.)

Zidane: We're outnumbered.... I can't take this ****. Canada, how many people are in this town right now?

Canada: I don't know....

Just: Take a guess.

Canada: Many probably died in Toronto... Probably 300 or so, maybe... The reminds me. My girlfriend, I've got to see my girlfriend!

Slash: But we need you here! We need all of the people here to help!

Canada: I've got to see her, I've got to see if she's ok, sorry but this is important to me. I can't lose her too, please, I have to go.

Just: But...

Zidane: Let him go... Every man for himself, remember?

Slash: Well, it's time to stop talking, we've got to prepare, they're on their way!

(Zidane, Slash, and Just scrambled around to pick up some ammunition and weapons. Canada went to find his girlfriend but told them of his secret stash.)

Zidane: Why would you have all of these weapons, Canada?

Canada: I was gonna use them to shoot up my school.... I.... I've got to go.

(Canada ran off.)

(Just began setting up C4 around the entrance to the town, Zidane picked up all the guns he could find while Slash alerted the town.)

Slash: We don't have enough weapons for everyone here.... It just keeps getting worse.

(Punisher ran back towards where everyone was at.)

Punisher: Take cover! Take cover! Dammit get on the ****ing ground!!

(Super Slash and his small unit of 1,000 men charged towards the town with tanks, jeeps and aircrafts, plus infantry.)

(The battle began with Super Slash's bombers raiding the town and destroying most of the houses within in seconds. Super Slash could be seen in the distance his head sticking out of a tank, his men bumrushed the city and began shooting down the resistance.)

(As the tanks continued to come through the city, Just set off the C4 crippling some of the tanks and many of the men on foot.)

Punisher: Good ****ing work.

(Punisher used an M4 to rip through the infantry and ran through throwing grenades at the oncoming tanks that didn't get affected by the blasts.)

(One of Super Slash's men threw a grenade that disrupted everyone's hearing.)

Zidane: *Breathing heavily* I can't hear! Can anyone hear me!

(By the time the last of the tanks rolled through many of the civilian units were crushed by the tanks and jeeps.)

(An airborne unit came down and began using RPGs against the town destroying the last of the houses. Out of nowhere Canada came running with his girlfriend.)

Slash: You made it! Here take this!

(Slash handed Canada a rifle and told him to lay low. Slash also gave Canada's girlfriend a rifle and asked her to do the same.)

(As more troops poured in, the more overpowered the forces were, they were surrounded from all directions. Just began firing rockets at the incoming helicopters but as more came in, he was easily outnumbered.)

Just: ****!!

(Punisher kept being pushed back but continued to fire and gun down enemy forces until...)

BOOM!

(A grenade from an RPG made contact with him blowing off his entire left arm and leaving him handicapped towards the ground as a tank came rolling through.)

Punisher: Oh ****.... Ahh... I guess I'm finally ****ed....

(Punisher continued to struggle with moving but couldn't get up as the tank got closer only to slowed by Slash firing his last rocket at the tank slowing it down and giving Zidane enough time to pick up Punisher.)

Punisher: Just ****ing run.... You idiot....

Zidane: We got to ****ing retreat! Everyone, it's over! We've lost, let's...

(A stray bullet from a sniper came in and blasted Zidane in the stomach....)

Zidane: Ugh.....


(He dropped Punisher and both were left helpless as more soldiers continued to pour in.)

Canada: Rose, we can't just let those two die, come on! Help me!

(Canada and his girlfriend ran through the fire to try and help Punisher and Zidane when they too were hit by a sniper's bullet, Canada was hit in the arm while Rose was shot between the eyes...)

Canada: Rose? Rose!? ROSE!?

(Canada held his arm and cried on Rose as she was killed instantly....)

Slash: ****! Everyone except Just's been hit!

(Slash ran towards Just dodging every bullet until he reached Just.)

Slash: We lost man. It's over, we've got to load up and retreat! Come on!

Just: Where the **** are we gonna go?!

Slash: I don't know, we load up and get everyone in one of those jeeps and drive somewhere... Anywhere.

(While Slash went to find a car, Just went to try and get everyone loaded up so they could retreat. He reached Zidane and Punisher first.)

Just: I can't carry both of you. Canada! Canada! Can you hear me?!

(Canada turned around and saw Just.)

Canada: I love you Rose....

(Canada kissed Rose one last time and ran through the line of fire once again to where Just was at.)

Just: Please. Help me with these two...

Punisher: No. I can still...

(Punisher tried to get up but fell down once again only to be pelted in the back by an enemy soldier with his own M4.)

Punisher: Ahh! Ahh!

(Punisher fell once again....)

(Just shot down the soldier who killed him and grabbed Punisher while Zidane was carried by Canada.)

Canada: Now what?!

Just: Slash is finding a car. But we've got to take cover.

(Just and Canada took cover when Slash pulled up with a large jeep.)

Slash: Get them in here!

(Just and Canada put Zidane and Punisher in the jeep but as they did so the jeep's back tires were shot and flattened.)

Slash: ****!

Just: Just drive dammit!

(Just and Canada hopped in and Slash pulled off with the tires blown out, the enemy followed. As Slash continued to drive and dodge the amount of bodies all over the ground, Punisher's body fell out of the car....)

Canada: We gotta go back!

Slash: We can't.... It's too much of a risk....

Just: But we can't just let him die. Stop the ****ing car!

Slash: Save him and then die? He said it himself, every man for himself!

(Slash continued to drive on as the enemy began to stop following.)

Canada: They stopped...

Just: ****! ****! ****!

Slash: We couldn't save him... Even if we wanted to.

(Slash drove on while the enemy tank that Super Slash was in proceeded to crush Punisher to his death..... The battle was over... for now.)
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(Zidane, Slash, Just and Canada drove on into Northern Canada, the frozen region.)

Slash: We need gas....

Just: But there's nothing but trees and it's freezing.... No houses or anything.

Canada: Zidane needs help. We have to get him to the hospital.

Slash: I know but we don't have any gas, these tires are **** and it's ****ing freezing! Now since you're the Canadian one here, why don't you tell us where to go?!

Canada: ..................

Slash: *Sigh*

Just: What about that guy?

Slash: What guy?

Just: The Canadian guy that you and Punisher mentioned when we first met up, what was his name again?

Slash: Oh, you mean Oliwam?

Just: Yeah, that guy. What about him?

Slash: Hey, Canada, how far is Alberta from here?

Canada: We don't have enough gas and we're going in the wrong direction....

Slash: ****.....

(They pass a small shop.)

Just: That was a shop! Turn back.

(Slash turned the car back and they stopped at a small shop.)

Slash: Bring Zidane in! Come on, hurry!

(Just lifted Zidane and they brought him inside the store, it was run by an old man and woman.)

Just: Hi. Could you please help us? My friend here...

(The shopkeepers were watching the news, it showed the destruction that CIAI had caused.)

Shopkeeper:.... I can't believe it.

Just: Please, man!

Shopkeeper: Huh?

Slash: Dammit! My ****ing friend is dying here! Help us out!

Shopkeeper: I, I, don't have anything to help.... What happened?

Just: You're watching it on the TV...

Shopkeeper: Oh my! I'm sorry.... Take the peroxide and the syptic.... That's all I have. I'm sorry.

(Slash grabbed both the peroxide and syptic and used it on Zidane's stomach.)

Slash: This might stop the bleeding but he needs a doctor to get that bullet out of him....

Shopkeeper: The nearest hospital is about 5 miles north of here. But there's a winter storm warning in effect in that area.

Just: What about a gas station?

Shopkeeper: About 2 miles north.

Just: Could we make two miles, Slash?

Slash: We can only try. Thanks old man.

Shopkeeper: You get that boy to the hospital! I'm sorry I couldn't help any more then this....

Slash: You did what you could.

(They all got back into the jeep and drove for about a mile when the snow began to pour down...)

Canada: A Canadian Winter.....

(They drove for about another half mile when the car cut off.)

Slash: It's dead.

Just: We should run then....

Canada: In this weather?!

Just: That's the only shot we got...

Slash: I doubt Zidane will last in this weather...

Just: We've got to try! There's no excuse for losing him!

Slash: Ok, it's better than being sitting ducks anyway.

(They got out and ran north, running through the cold winter weather and the harsh blizzard conditions....)

Just: It's.... freezing...

Slash: Ah! I can't see anything! The ****ing snow is blinding me.

Canada: We keep moving forward then and just hope that we get lucky.

(They ran through the snow blinded but they could still hear and what they heard was another bomber.)

Slash: Not that....

Just: I couldn't see it! But it sounded like one of Super Slash's bombers!

(The sound came again.)

Canada: There it goes again! We've got to stop and take cover!

Just: No.... Maybe they can't see us either through the weather, we continue to move. We don't have another real choice.

Canada: Look, I've had enough of your ****ing hero ****! Now I'm gonna sit here and take cover and hope that these bastards don't see us!

Just: Well you do that. But I'm gonna take my chances and possibly make it through to that hospital but if you want to sit and count the minutes before they drop a bomb on you, go ahead.

Slash: Will both of you stop *****ing?! This guy is about to die on us and you're standing here whining about moving your asses forward, now we're moving!

Canada: It's too cold... We'll get hypothermia before we even reach the hospital we don't even know if we're going in the right direction.... We're just moving with the ****ing snow!

Just: Well go die then Canada.

Canada: I say we sit here and wait this **** out, maybe hug together for body heat or something. Zidane's dead, there's no reason for us to try and save him.

Slash: That's a loser's attitude, I expect nothing less from some sorry ass Canadian.

Canada: I just lost three people who were important to me and now you want me to go and try to help this bastard that I didn't know? You expect me to try and save this guy when I couldn't save the people who were close to me!

Just: Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Yeah, you lost a lot but if we don't keep moving forwards then they'll be another death on your hands, on your conscience, do you want that?

Canada: Do I care is a better question.

(They continued to argue through the blizzard when they reached what looked like a small ghost town....)

Slash: Did we make it?

Just: Look, that building is a hospital. Come on, we've got to get Zidane in there!

(They rushed for the hospital and entered. It was full of sick people and people just staying in due to the weather, the news was on and everyone was watching scenes from the Toronto incident.)

Just: Lady, you've got to help us, our friend has been shot and he needs medical attention immediately!

Desk Lady: Ok, we're out of roller beds so just bring him to room A300 on the third floor A Wing, go in there and I'll report your case to a doctor.

Slash: Got it.

(They got in the elevator and approached room A300, a few doctors were already in there.)

Doctor: Please, leave him here.

(Just laid Zidane down and the doctors asked them to wait in the waiting room while they operated on him.....)


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(Zidane, Just, and Canada waited in the waiting room for Zidane's doctors.... It was cold and people were sneezing everywhere, the big talk of the town was the CIAI attack.)

Just: Do they have to keep showing this?

Canada: What do you expect? An entire city was wiped out in a matter of minutes... Do you want them to talk about the weather now or something?

Just: Listen! I've had it up to here with your **** and I'm getting just a little ****ing tired of your moaning about this and that and how you're so unlucky, stop being so self-centered and appreciate the fact that your ungrateful ass is still alive because if you don't want be alive, I'll be very ****ing glad to make that a reality! Do you understand that you little son of a *****?!

(Everyone in the room just stared at Just. When a guard approached him.)

Guard: You ok, sir? Everything cool?

Just: Yeah, it's freezing, very ****ing cool.

Guard: Now listen, I know that this is a rough time for us here in Canada especially here in Ontario but that...

Just: Listen, do you think that I'm some ****ty little Canadian or something? You're all the ****ing same, beaty little eyes, stupid accents, I'm tired of being in this crappy backwater town with you little...

Slash: Calm down.

Just: No, I'm not calming down, I'm tired of being bullied by everyone everywhere I go. First we get embarrassed by Super Slash then we're acting like a couple of *****es in the snow, and now I'm in a ****ing hospital with these weak ****ing Canadian dumbasses who don't....

Slash: Calm the **** down!

Guard: No, he had his warning. Sir, what's your name you're coming with me.

Just: No. I have a right to say what I feel and you can't stop me or is this...

Guard: You may have that right but with those rude derogatory comments about Canadians and people in this town you're infringing on others rights.

Just: It's not infringing if it's true. Now why don't you carry your mountee ass over to Ground Zero Ontario and show what you're made of instead of trying to bully a very ****ing angry person around so you can get a slight raise in that ****ty little thing you call a paycheck because I don't have to answer to you or anyone else!

(The Guard pulled out his radio.)

Guard: I need backup in the waiting room, we have a very distraught man here and he seems violent, I repeat I need...

(Just snatched the radio away from the Guard.)

Just: I repeat, I am a dumbass, I am a Mountee Canadian Dumbass, report to the Waiting Room so you can shove an enema up my ass, I repeat I need the enema up my ass immediately. Over.

Guard: Oh that's it you little jerk-off, you're getting it now.

(The rest of the guards rushed to the scene and shocked Just with a taser and carried him into another room for interrogation.)

Slash: What else could possibly go wrong today?.....

(Slash picked up an old magazine and began flipping through the pages, his fingers shook as he flipped each page.....)
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(While Slash continued to read his magazine, breaking news reported on the Toronto attack.)

Newswoman: Here at what was once Toronto, Ontario, Canada, as everyone may already know a huge attack occured leveling the entire city and killing millions both in and outside the city. The attack was reportedly caused by the German army as the tanks and weaponry used in this brutal masscre have been identified as being manufactured in Germany. The actual attackers have long since deserted this disaster area long before the Canadian Armed Forces were able to get to the scene to attempt drive them out. Eyewitness reports claim that they heard stealth bombers going North through the thick of the Ontario blizzard...

Slash: So that was them....

Newswoman: Our Armed Forces have not acted yet due to the risk of inciting another attack and they are also waiting for the U.S. to step in and see what course of action to take next.

Canada: The U.S.? This is bull****! This is a Canadian matter, we don't need some stinking American...

Slash: Hey, I just suggest that if you want to keep your other arm in good condition you shut the **** up right now.

Canada: For the sake of not ending up like that moron who they just carried out of here, I'll be quiet but I won't be silenced for long... You just wait and see....

Slash: Yeah, whatever. I'm trying to listen to the news....

Newswoman: In other news, the United States upcoming presidential race has just gotten a little hotter considering a new figure throwing his hat into the race, his name is J.W. Armstrong, he's an independent tycoon much like Ross Perot before him and he seems to be quite a charismatic figure and has many interesting new ideas for the country including a radical new plan to clean up American's drug problem.... He calls it...

(A picture of this "J.W. Armstrong" flashed on the screen.)

Canada: Holy ****! That's him, that's the guy!

Slash: Super Slash....

Canada: How the **** did he get there so quickly!

Slash: It's already started. If he gets hold of that seat, we're all ****ed.... Now it's down to a matter of months. They've already got the attack framed for the Germans and now this.... It's Feburary... We have about 8 or 9 months before the election, before they hand him the seat.

Canada: What do you mean, hand him the seat?

Slash: I can explain later but our problems have just gotten a lot bigger. ****! Had we stopped him in Toronto and pushed them back, this wouldn't have happened....

Canada: So what now?

Slash: I really don't know to tell you the truth.... All we can really do is sit and wait for Just to get out of there and Zidane to be released.

Canada: But this could take days possibly!

Slash: I doubt that it'll take days, maybe a few hours but at this point we have no choice but to at least try to start preparing for another trip.

Canada: Do we have money?

Slash: We don't have anything. I have money and I'll try to get us a rent a car or something and whenever this ****ing storm blows over we'll head out.

Canada: This is a Canadian Winter storm, it's not ending any time soon...

Slash: Are you suggesting that we go now, then?

Canada: No but waiting would be crazy and I don't think anyone's open and besides you don't even know what we're doing next.

Slash: We're going to Alberta, hopefully things will go smoothly from here and out and we won't have another attack on our hands for a while.

Canada: Why Alberta?! Why bring more trouble to Canada then you already have!

Slash: Canada is not a very densely populated country, the entire northern region is not very populated, less deaths would occur here then it the U.S. or anywhere else... Besides, Oliwam may have some things that we need. And I've got to call Vashkey, it's about time that he gets his ass over here to do his part.

(Slash went to the restroom to call Vashkey... Meanwhile Just was still locked in the room with the Canadian guards.)

Guard: Do you hate Canada?

Just: No. Just Canadian people.

Guard: I see. So why are you here if you hate us so much?

Just: Business.

Guard: What type of business?

Just: My business.

Guard: You know, sir, you really aren't making this any easier on yourself. Cooperation will get you much farther than being an....

Just: An outspoken American!

Guard: I was going for an Asshole but then again I suppose outspoken American just about describes one as well.

(Just stood up.)

Guard: Sit down sir. Need I remind you that you just recently woke up from 400 volts of energy going through you.

Just: You know what? I just saw hundreds of people get murdered by an army of ruthless criminals and now you expect me to care about what you bastards do to me?

Guard: So that's why you're so angry.... You were in that battle.

Just: Yeah.

Guard: I'm impressed. You survived that fiasco.

Just: Now let me out of here since I'm a veteran.

Guard: Rules are rules sir. You disrespect a Canadian official, how would I look letting you outside with no type of punishment?

Just: I call sitting here breathing in your gingivitis breath punishment enough.

Guard: You see, it's smart comments like that that get you nowhere.

Just: Let me out of here now.

Guard: No.

Just: I said LET ME THE **** OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!

Guard: No.

Just: I will ****ing kill you if you do not let me out of here now....

Guard: Was that a death threat? I'm sorry sir but here in Canada that is an offense punishable by law, maybe you should have read your rights before you decided to open your big mouth. I'm calling the police, you're going to the county jail.

Just: County jail?

Guard: Yes. County jail and if convicted you could serve up to 5 years in prison.

Just: For making a threat?!

Guard: Yes, sir. Now I suggest that you'll think before you speak next time.

Just: Listen, I can't go to jail, I still have things to do, please don't ****ing call the cops.

Guard: Tsk. Tsk. Shame to put a veteran in jail especially after the attack just occured but that's the law.

Just: I didn't know the law!

Guard: Ignorance of the law is no excuse. Now be quiet while I tell the proper authorities.

(The guard dialed 911 and told the cops to come to the hospital.)

Guard: Now you won't have to smell my gingivitis breath. Your welcome.

(Just just sat there silent.... The cops busted in the room and dragged him out into the waiting room.)

Slash: Just! What happened?!

Just: Look, I'm sorry... I didn't keep my cool, I'm gonna have to stay here for a while until my trial pulls through and if convicted I'm....

Mountee: Lets go you little bastard, that's enough of your ****. You might get a phone call if you cooperate.

(The Mountee kicked Just in the back of the knee and threw him in the car and carried him off to jail.)

Canada: I can't believe it....

Slash: This is insane! Everything is falling apart....

(Zidane's doctors came down from the elevator and approached Slash and Canada.)

Doctor: You two may want to sit down...

Slash: What?

Doctor: Sit down, now.

(Slash and Canada sat down.)

Doctor: Zidane's condition is a very peculiar one. We were able to take the bullet out of his stomach but the organ it hit is still bleeding internally. Which means...

Slash: ...Zidane's dying...

Doctor: Exactly. I'm sorry to report this but we've done all we can.

Canada: How long does he have?

Doctor: 3 to 4 weeks tops. We're doing everything we can to save him but it's been unsuccessful so far...

Slash: There's nothing we can do?!

Doctor: I'm afraid not...

Slash: Can we at least see him? Is he conscience?

Doctor: Yes. But we haven't told him the situation yet....

Slash: We'll keep it that way...

(Slash and Canada went up to see Zidane....)
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(Slash and Canada went up to Zidane's room to see him, when they opened the door they saw tubes all around his body.)

Zidane: Uh.... Hey guys...

Slash: Hi, Zidane, how are you feeling?

Zidane: I'm... doing ok, I could be better but you know, I'm happy to be alive...

Slash: Yeah, we're happy you're alive too.

Zidane: Hey, where's everyone else?....

Canada: Punisher's...

Zidane: What? Is he... here too? Did they work on him too?...

Canada: N...

Slash: Not quite.

Zidane: What do you mean? He was wounded too... right?

Canada: Yes.

Slash: Punisher was killed in action. He fell out of the jeep that we were in and a tank crushed him....

Zidane: .............. And Just?

Canada: He's on his way to jail....

Zidane: You're kidding me?...

Slash: No. Zidane you're....

Zidane: What? What am I?

Slash: You're a good kid. Get some rest.

Zidane: Will do, will do. Once I get out of this place... AHH!

Canada: What's the matter?

Zidane: Ahh....... It's happening.... The blood is... AHH! flushing through me. It hurts... I'll be ok, though.

Slash: You sure you're alright?

Zidane: Positive. Now... ****! Now where are you heading to next? I already know that I'm gonna be in here for a while. The good news is that the doc says that they were able to take the bullet out, so it won't be long before I'm out of here I hope.

Canada: *Sigh* We're going to Alberta.

Zidane: What's up there?

Slash: Oliwam, he might be able to help.

Zidane: So you're leaving Just as well?

Slash:... Yes.

Zidane: Well, at least I'll AHH!... At least I'll know that I've got someone within the vicinity... Even if he's... dammit, even if he's not actually here.

Canada: That's a good way of looking at things.

Zidane: That's all I've got at this point. When are you guys leaving?

Slash: Vashkey is supposed to be heading over here, whenever he gets here, we'll be heading out.

Zidane: Vashkey.... I haven't seen him in a long time... Could you tell him that when he gets here to maybe stop on by.

Slash: Sure.

Zidane: Does he know about Punisher?

Slash: Yes. Why?

Zidane: Oh, it's nothing... just the fact that him and Punisher were the first two people to introduce me to this CIAI stuff. Heh... You know I never got a chance to really thank him...

Canada: For what?

Zidane: For helping me out when Dawsy got a hold of me... Now that I think about it, compared to now, those days were pretty... good.

(Someone knocked on the door and Slash opened it.)

Slash: Vash!

Vashkey: At your service! Although it is a rather dreary time wouldn't you say? The seas have been cut off, ships going to and coming from Europe have all been stopped. Now all we can use is air travel.... A joke, indeed.

Zidane: Hi, Vashkey. Remember me?

Vashkey: How could forget! Zidane, my you've been injured pretty badly.

(Vashkey looked at Canada.)

Vashkey: You must be this Canada that Slash was telling me about.

Canada: Yeah. And you're Vashkey, the weirdo pirate from Kentucky, land of no seas.

Vashkey: A Canadian calling me a weirdo? Funny stuff. Don't get on the wrong side of me, Canada, that I'll warn you of.

Canada: Hmph. Now I'm supposed to be afraid of some pirate.

(Vashkey ignored Canada.)

Vashkey: So, shall we be off?

Slash: How's the weather?

Vashkey: Not good for flying or driving but better for driving... That's why I had to leave our chopper a few miles back in favor of a car.

Slash: Ok, then. We should head out.... Zidane... I'll see you later. Hang tough.

Zidane: Always *Coughs* Slash... I hope to see you all soon, now go blast that bastards teeth out.

Slash: We'll try.

(And with that Slash, Canada and Vashkey headed out of the hospital and into the car, their next destination, Alberta, Canada to meet Oliwam....)
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(They drove out into the bad weather and headed for Alberta....)

Vashkey: Yeah, that little bastard's in pretty bad shape, huh? Ah well, son of a ***** will get it together soon, I suppose.

Slash:.... He's dying, Vashkey.

Vashkey: What? Dying? Are you serious?

Slash: Yeah. He's gonna bleed to death.

Vashkey: ....Oh.

Canada: It is pretty sad... I don't really know the guy but he seemed cool...

Slash: Listen Canada, if it wasn't for your sorry ass we wouldn't be in this predicament.

Canada: What the **** are you talking about?!

Slash: Your sorry ass is the reason Just is in jail, Punisher's dead and now Zidane's on his death bed!

Canada: How? What did I do?

Slash: You're Canadian. You were born.

Canada: ..................

(Canada just sat there quiet...)

Vashkey: I know! I've got it!

Slash: What?

Vashkey: The answer to all our problems!

Slash: Yeah? Spit it out.

Vashkey: We'll, we'll, we'll USE THE DRAGON BALLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! First we collect all (Vashkey insert how many DBs there are) and then we'll summon the GREAT DRAGON and use them to wish all our friends back and anything that Super Slash does to the Earth, we'll use our DRAGON BALLS to wish them back to! Yippeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Vashkey started getting down to no music in a car.)

Slash: Uh.............

(Slash smacks the **** out of Vashkey.)

Slash: Are you on the ****ing X man? I mean what the **** kinda solution is that? "We'll use the ****ing Dragon Balls to wish all of our happy friends back and then we'll use to them to save the Earth!" Hooray Dragon Balls! Yay! Real ****ing brilliant there. What the **** is wrong with you? Has that damn CIAI gotten to you? Has it?!

Vashkey: Sorry..... I...

Slash: You know what, that's enough. Now we go and we ride in silence for the rest of the way.

(They did just that and reached Alberta which was not going through a winter storm but was also extremely cold.)

Slash: This the place?

Canada: Yes. This is Alberta.

Slash: You ok?

Canada: Fine. Slash. Just fine.

Slash: You seem a bit.... tense.

Canada: No, no. Just thinking...

Slash: Well don't think too much because we're going to meet Oliwam and this guy definitely thinks too much. The bastard has some problem with the Catholic Church or something and will go crazy if you mention anything remotely close to church.

Vash: Well I go to church!

Slash: Just be cool. He's a lacrosse player, he's angry.

Vashkey: Works for me.

(And they drove to Oliwam's home and stepped out of the car.)

Slash: Hey, Oliwam!!

(A short little bastard opened the door.)

Slash: How's it going?

Oliwam: Come in, come in. Close the door behind you, it's cold. *Sniffs* Is there a Canadian with you?

Canada: ...............

Oliwam: I thought so. I can smell the burnt woodchips, a sure sign of a Canadian.

Vashkey: Aren't you Canadian?

Oliwam: Unfortunately yes.

Vashkey: I feel sorry for you.

Oliwam: And you should... God forsaken country that we live in.

Vashkey: But....

Oliwam: But what?

Vashkey: You said God...

Oliwam: God? God?! GOD?! What in the name of Heaven does "God" have to do with anything! I'm not one with all of this "religious" business and having to give credit for everything I do to "God." Now don't ever say that word in this God damned place or I'll....

Vashkey: What?

Oliwam: I'll crucify you.

Vashkey: Ok......

Oliwam: Now what did you little choir boys come here for?

Slash: You know the deal. Super Slash and CIAI....

(Canada interrupted.)

Canada: Where is your bathroom?

Oliwam: Over to the left by the huge statue of the Virgin Mary.

Canada: Thank you.

(Canada went towards the bathroom.)

Slash: Something is eating him...

Vashkey: This is a nice place you have here, can I look around?

Oliwam: Yes, just don't touch my painting of the Last Supper, it's vintage.

Vashkey: Yeah....

(Vashkey looked around the house when he came across the huge Mary statue and heard something from the bathroom...)

(Vashkey knocked on the door.)

Vashkey: Canada, you ok? Hey!

(Vashkey opened the door and Canada had a gun in his mouth...)

Canada: O Canada! Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide, O Canada,
We stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Vashkey: What are you doing?!

BOOM!

(Canada pulled the trigger and committed suicide, blood poured from his mouth through the gun.....)
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