Seems like I'm destined to double-post for each chapter. Oh well. CHAPTER 7, darker and more depressing than ever. Enjoy.

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Chapter 7: (-) Happens

Sonyk felt the ground shake underneath him. He instantly hopped out of bed and looked out the only window in his new quarters. What he saw truly and completely astonished him.

Before Sonyk could even think, his door flew open. Through the new opening came a quite exasperated Faw. Faw stumbled over his own words for a while before calming down enough to say “Sonyk, Fooville’s been nuked.”

Sonyk just blinked. “I kind of assumed that when I looked out my window towards Fooville and found nothing but a cloud of fire and fallout.”

Faw frowned. “It’s not funny, Sonyk,” he said, “Over half the members of the resistance were there on spec. ops.”

Sonyk’s heart sank. He tried to speak, but was unable to think of anything to say.

Faw looked like he was starting to cry, but he quickly blinked it away and became serious again. “Sonyk, come with me. I think it’s time I showed you how we plan to end this war once and for all.”

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Elliot ran to the conference room of Cave Foo as quickly as he could. He spat out the password, waited impatiently for the door to open, ran through it, and sat down. He saw at the other end of the conference table a very happy Fooruman. “Master,” Elliot said, “Fooville has been nuked.”

Fooruman grinned. “Of this I am well aware, Elliot. But no matter – stuff happens. We have bigger concerns. It has come to my attention that there is a spy within these sacred walls. A spy in a perfect position to betray me and everything I stand for. Elliot, let us figure out who this spy is.”

Elliot was terrified. He pressed a button on his belt that would send an alert to the rebel base. He didn’t know how Fooruman had found out his secret, but he knew he’d be dead soon regardless.

Fooruman started walking slowly towards Elliot, talking on the way. “Elliot, mutiny is something I take very seriously. I’m sure you know what I mean.” Fooruman was now no more than 3 feet away from Elliot.

Elliot sucked up his courage and spoke. There was one thing he wanted to know before he died. “How did you know?”

Fooruman laughed a maniacal laugh. “Because you just told me, idiot.” Fooruman drew out a gun and fired two silver-tipped bullets into Elliot’s skull. Elliot took a step back and fell onto the hard ground, dead. Fooruman walked forward and fired a few more bullets into Elliot. “Pathetic human,” he said. “Hmm. If Fooville really has been nuked, then my ultimate victory is closer than ever. Perhaps I’ll go see the destruction of Fooville for myself.” Fooruman looked down at the carnage below him and laughed. He picked up Elliot’s belt and looked at the radio transmitter. He lifted it close to his mouth and spoke. “I know you’re listening. Your spy has several bullets lodged in his brain. You may have learned about my plans, but because of your stupid mistake I now know exactly where to find you.” He then threw the belt on the ground, shattering the radio attached to it. “I think it’s time to execute my plan,” he said.