| Chapter 2 - Collateral Damage pt1 |
| SLAM! SLAM! The doors to the van shut as they three of them jumped out of the van. They both stood there in a line looking at the school, then they looked at eachother and punched fists. "Lets do this" Commodore 64 said. "Yet again, another year here at CA" Darth Mullet mentioned. "You know" Airhead said. They walked towards the door and Commodore grabbed for it and held it open for the other two. The three of them walked inside and up the steps, before they could make it to the stairway, some kid came running up to Commodore 64. "Hey Commodore!! wait up, i got a few questions for you." the kid came running up towards Commodore. "Im with the school newspaper, the rhetorical question and i got a few quick questions for you." The kid said, Commodore readjusted his bookbag on his shoulder and gave Darth Mullet a confused look. "Why did you fight against The Pasties? Were you ever scared? Did you lose any close friends?" The kid asked. Commodore just stood their grasping his bookbag strap on his shoulder. He stared into the eyes of the kid, the kid blinked and looked away. Commodore turned on his heal and walked up the steps. "Commodore wait up!" Darth Mullet called after him and ran after him. "What was that all about? Why didnt you answer him?" Darth Mullet asked, "Stop asking me questions! god! I knew this would come. People asking me, Why did you do it man? Are you some kind of war junkie? I will not answer them, they wouldnt understand. They didnt go through what I went through." Commodore said, he looked down at the floor the whole time he was talking as if trying to stare through it. "Ya but man they are gonna keep asking you because they dont know what its like, they wont know what it was like until you answer them." Darth Mullet said. "What am i going to tell them? Tell them that the war isnt even over yet? That the Pasties are still out there? For christ sakes, there could be Pasties going to school here. I shot at schoolmates, I lost schoolmates, im still suprised that i havent broken down yet. They will think of me as some bad guy, some person who has gone insane. Do you think i want that?" Commodore said with anger flaring up inside of him. "Dude calm down! I can sense your power level, keep it under control, you could blow our cover and everyone will know what we wield." Darth Mullet said. "Your right, but who cares, we destroyed all evil seeking us out. I dont think the pasties are ever gonna muster a force to match us." Commodore said. "Right you are." Darth Mullet replied. "Well homeroom will be starting soon, gotta run. see you at lunch." With that said Darth Mullet climbed the remaining steps and heading to his homeroom. Commodore 64 was left standing there, he finally looked up and shook his head. He had to clear his thoughts. He walked up the rest of the steps and proceeded to homeroom. He was turning the last corner when he was stopped by a group of really white people. "Hey chump, not so tuff in school are you now! Where is your friends, or better yet, where is your prize and money, your famous gun that took our army down." Said the kid in the front, Commodore presumed this was their leader...a freshmen.. Commodore looked around him making sure no one was in hearing distance and began "Wow, I really guess you guys are desperate, having to recruit freshmen, whats next...black canadians..As for my gun, its retired, im not a fighter anymore. If i was, you guys wouldnt be breathing right now." "Whoa big words coming from someone who is not even a fighter anymore. I got one piece of advice to you, watch your back and the back's of others here at this...place" The kid said with disgust, he turned around and began to walk away. Commodore walked fastly up to him grabbed his shoulder and swung his foot out and instantly took out the kids feet from underneath him. As the kid fell Commodore fell with him and but his hand under the kids throught and fell on top of him, putting the kid in a headlock Commodore out his mouth up to the kids ear, only Commodore and the kid could hear what was said. "If you dare try to pull anything that could harm anyone in this school, i will personally come after each and everyone one of u pasty ass mother fuckers and kill u. If you think im lying, try me and see. Are we clear?" Commodore asked in a harsh whisper. The kid shook his head as best he could with the tight grip Commodore had on him. The other kids that where with him stood scared of Commodores strength. Commodore released his grip and pushed off the kids head and stood up, he brushed his shoulders off and walked away. The kid remained on the floor glaring up at Commodore as he strutted away. "YOU CAN TELL BY THE WAY I USE MY WALK THAT IM A WOMENS MAN" Commodore sang as he walked into homeroom. "STAYIING ALLLIIIIIVVVVEEEEEE....OOOOOOHHHH WWWWHHHHEEEENNNN YOOOUUU WWWAAALLLLKKKK" Commodore finished up. "Umm Mr. Markowski, that will be enough, please take your seat" teach said. Commodore sat down in his desk and directed his attention to the tv. "Greetings everyone! I am Justin Dayhoff and today is an A day...blah blah blah" Commodore tuned the rest out as he picked up a bad vibe. He shook his head and tried to clear the thought. He thought to himself "There is no way in hell someone will try something in school to bring down me and Darth Mullet. No one in their sick mind would put so many lives at risk...Collateral Damage...." Commodore shook his head again and the thought cleared. An assembly was called directly after homeroom. Commodore and the rest of homeroom left the classroom and proceeded towards the auditorium, they took their seats. Commodore felt uneven, he nervously glanced around the auditorium. He felt a hand on his shoulder. "Calm down Commodore, your raising your power level again..."Darth Mullet calmly said. "I sense it too, Someones is wielding the same power as we, if not a stronger power. Yet they put a dampener on themselves to shield the source of the power. Dont worry about it, he/she would not try anything in such a crowded room for the sake of their identity and the lives of many innocent people. Keep your power level under control cuz this person could be searching for us." "Weee shouldnt be in here, we need to get everyone out of here now!" Commodore yelled, but his sensing came to late, ropes from the balcony were flung down and pasties with paintball guns slid down halfway and came to a stop. They took aim at the crowd, yet they did not fire. Everyone screamed and ducked under their seats. Commodore stood up... |