Jerry Flynn


Prince of Shooters

Chapter 3

"Get out of the way! Help me my lord!"

An elderly man raced up the stairs of the mansion where Lord MaddenFlynn resided, pushing the fat man with his belly hanging out (no, not Madden, someone else) who was trying to calm him away.

"My lord----"

The fat man with the food stained belly shirt grabbed the old fart and held him back.

"You should have waited!, he said. "I am sorry to disturb you, oh rolly-polly fat brother."

"Ralphus, it's alright.", MaddenFlynn said in between bites of a foot long hero. "Let him go."

The most dangerous security man in the world let the senile old poop go.

"My lord, they've taken my Madusa, my daughter!"

"Who's taken her?", MaddenFlynn asked, realizing that to be Madusa's father, this old man had to be at least 114 years old!

"Men, men in Sting masks! We tried to stop them but.........."

"Go on."

"My son...........he's dead.........he's dead."

A look of anger appeared across MaddenFlynn's face. Who could do such a thing? Oh he knew........he knew. MaddenFlynn rose from his chair and began moving very slowly.........very.........slow............ly.......to find these cretins! They must pay!

MaddenFlynn got in his old. beat up Little Rascal and drove off into the night to await his destiny! 2 minutes later, the Rascal broke down since MaddenFlynn forgot to gas it up and he walked the rest of the way. Which wasn't really too far, since those evil Sting impersonators were waiting outside MaddenFlynn's mansion for him, duh.

MaddenFlynn was huffing and puffing as he bent over to catch his breath. When he looked up, he saw the man in the center of the group of Sting impersonators was coming closer to him. He appeared to have a pair of green glowing nunchucks in his left hand. With his right hand, he reached up and removed the Sting mask! MaddenFlynn instanly recoginized the man.

"YOU!?!?!"

"MaddenFlynn.", the man with the black crew-cut and gotee said without a flinch of personality.

"Uncle Eric will hear of this!", MaddenFlynn yelled.

"Join us."

"NEVER!"

"Join us.................or die."

"I will fight you until my last dieing breath!" MaddenFlynn charged at the group as he reached for his sword. MaddenFlynn soon realized that he had grabbed the foot-long hero instead.

"eep."

The group of Sting wannabees gave MaddenFlynn a brutal beat-down and continued pumbling him as the lead man looked on and almost......smiled. No way! Must have been seeing things.

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Four Months Later......

The scene: An unknown coastline during the break of dawn. A row boat with about a dozen men approached the coastline from the Ocean. As they crashed onto land, a familar looking man jumped out and began kissing and hugging the sand on the coast. It was known other than Jerry Flynn, who has had his mullet trimmed into a well-balanced crew-cut. "Thank You, lord", he said as he continued making love to the sand.

"I'M HOME! I'M HOME!!!!!!!", he screamed as he made sand-angels on the coast. Another man, he too familar, walked up to him.

"You are strange, Lighting Foot." It was Jerry's compadre, Nor-MAN Smi-LAY.

"Yes, but I am free." Flynn looked up. "Now I beg you to free yourself of your vow. Return with the boat. I know how it feels to be so far from your home and family."

Norman shook his head. "Because I love them so much, I can not dishonor them."

"I thought you would say that."

Suddenly, one of the men from the boat attacked Norman with a SURGE~! barrel! Norman screamed and hit the man with a closeline! The other men ran to their fallen friend and brought him back to the boat. It appeared that the clever Jerry Flynn was trying to trick Norman into fullfilling his vow, but Norman would have none of that.

"No man controls my destiny.", Norman said walking back over to Flynn. "Especially one who attacks downwind and stinks of Slim-Jims." Jerry smiled.

"Come, Norman!", Jerry said standing up. "Our fighting days are done. By nightfall, we will celebrate and drink our asses off with my Uncle!"

The two walked off the coastline together and toward the nearest town.

"You understand, of course, I had to try.", Flynn said.

"I would have succeeded."

The two laughed heartly as they continued walking to mansion MaddenFlynn. Little did they know what had occurred earlier........

to be continued......


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