Chapter 2

Deathmask, Kill Joy, Billy, Bob, and Pete were all falling down a long pit to who only where. Bob yells, "Help me, I see the ground coming quickly!"

He grabs the combat doctor by one of his arms and punched his free hand against the wall.

Yet, it didn’t work, since the wall was too hard to break.

Deathmask yells, "Grab me with your arms and legs around my torso!"

Joy didn't argue or even ask why, since he was scared to death. Deathmask rolled the medic and himself into a ball and he rotates the two men in a never-ending spinning circle. He was doing this to slow down the men’s descent.

Billy was running his feet in a circle, as he was in a cartoon. His feet were forcing his body to remain in the air much longer than should be possible.

Pete had Bob's chubby arms around his long slender neck as if he was a wife being carried over the threshold on their honeymoon. The assassin was moving down the wall as if he was an oversized gecko.

All of the five men get safely down to the ground without incident. They were glad to avoid the bomb’s impact.

Deathmask spoke, "I am sorry that you gave your life to save us, but I don't go where you are for hopefully a very long time."

Kill Joy spoke, "That blast had to be at least fifteen megatons explosion."

Pete spoke, "Then how did we survived?"

Deathmask spoke, "That is classified!'

Billy spoke, "Why is the whole area that we are in, not blown to bits, as well?"

Deathmask spoke, "That is classified."

Pete says, "What isn't classified?"

Kill Joy spoke, "That is classified."

Bob yells, "Holy moose poop! Get over to the sides, because something large is coming down the middle of the above shaft!"

The whole unit does as suggested and pin their stomachs to the nearby walls. The huge object landed with a large crash.

The five men were prepared to destroy any potential threat that the object may be.

It was a giant man covered in a thin armored suit.

Deathmask speaks in some sort of dialect that he had never even of before.

The giant's masculine voice returned the dialogue as if he knew what Deathmask was saying.

The rest of the men were puzzled by the strange interaction but remained silent. They didn't know what was going on, so they let the matter lay for now.

Pete finally puts two and two together, as he let out, "You punk, you are alive! I can't believe it!"

Deathmask spoke, "Big, how on Rindat did you survive?"

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Joe filled in the men unto what had happened to him.

Billy spoke, "I am glad to see that you are well, brother big. We were afraid that we had lost you."

Kill Joy spoke, "Holy hell, you survived bomb equality to a fifteen megaton nuclear

bomb concentrated into a single room. What a badass that you are!"

Pete spoke, "You are a mean mother...'

Billy corrected, "Watch your mouth!"

Deathmask spoke, "Enough with the hootenanny, where are we now?"

Bob spoke, "The hole that we fell into as closed up behind us."

Kill Joy, "It must be the self-protection programming of the key generator rooms. It must've

sensed that we had gone down here. There is a dead area somewhat wider than the room above. Better yet, Let's treat all of our potential injuries."

Billy spoke, "You're are more nagging than my sister Susie, when it comes to me getting hurt!"

The medic spoke, "That is why I am a combat doctor so that you daredevils are able to live just another day."

Big spoke, "My big mask, has taken care of me, so you need not waste your time on me."

Joy spoke, "I figured that, but I would like to check out your new power suit, once I had taken care of the others. I find the alien mask's abilities to be extremely interesting to research."

Big spoke, "So be it then, since we are not going anywhere for a while.'

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The entire group was treated of their injuries and forced to rest, while still on guard in the huge

people trap.

The medic spoke, "Well big, your mask has different qualities than what the deathmask has. It must be specializing based on the user.'"

Big spoke, "I am a Gigantos type one, while Deathmask is a type four. I believe that Coach J called it the warlord class. Its properties are unknown to me, and maybe even my trainer as well. It was

had been very important for our race to risk interplanetary travel in an attempt to breed some benefits into effect over the last few centuries."

Deathmask spoke, "So, I am a warlord now? What a day to find out such facts about oneself.”

Pete spoke, "Where is the tinfoil hat when you need it?"

Most of the others laughed at the comment, but Joe had only let out a smirk.

Deathmask spoke, "Let's rest for now, with everybody switching out guard duty every one that we sleep."

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A half a day went by and everyone had eaten some of their rations, along with taking some time

out to sleep.

Deathmask and Kill Joy were speaking separately from the rest of the group.

Billy spoke, "I am glad that we had found some real food and not these crappy rations that we get to eat so often. Isn't that right, Deathmask?"

Deathmask shouted, "We are talking about classified information, please give a few minutes."

Billy kicked some rumble on the ground as if he really wanted to talk.

Pete patted the speedster on the shoulder in a mocking sign of fake concern.

The assassin spoke, "We are only grunts and not commissioned officers, like us who have a normal top secret clearance."

Billy nodded his head in agreement.

Kill Joy spoke, "We have a significant amount of info on the former secret Ibor teleportation system. That is an instant three rank promotion for the two of us."

Deathmask spoke, "No, the others found it first, so they will get the same reward as us. It is only right, as we need to really push it to the higher-ups. They have been so helpful in our mission here."

Deathmask waved at Billy, in which the farmer returned it with glee.

Kill spoke, "I had my power suit detection device and it got some data on the Hughart bomb.

That should give us another rank level up as well. The leadership has said that it would be four outright ranks if any significant amount of data could be found on both targeted technologies. We had probably already reached such requirements.”

Deathmask spoke, "That would mean more pay that is sent back home to my folks. We had been

trained for officer duties up to a two-star general in the army, navy, and air force military branches. Hagotti had seen to that, we just need more battle experience to get to those ranks."

Kill Joy spoke, "What little that will do for us now hundreds of miles underground an enemy city.

Deathmask spoke, "Baptism by fire is what we are getting, and we had nothing different after we had been drafted.”

The medic spoke, "That is correct, my skull-faced friend."

Deathmask yelled, "We are done, my friend."

Billy eagerly raced over to talk to the officers about his family’s farm life.

He spoke, "Here see the picture of my brother and sister. They are the only family I got, besides

you all.”

It took all that the two officers to not bust out of laughter since Billy and his siblings look almost identical. Billy's older brother had a beard and an extra leg to differentiate him from Billy. The sister, Susie looked like one of the brothers was wearing drag, while in a long blonde wig. She had only one long leg when compared to Billy's three legs, and Big Bill's four legs. Susie had looked, as she was another brother just with d cup boobs.

Deathmask was lucky that nearly all of his face was covered by his mask. The combat medic didn't have such a luxury since his face was covered by a transparent metal alloy.

The two shook their heads in the attempt to pacify the old boy.

Billy spoke, "Thank you for listening to me and looking at my family picture. My family had

learned to farm from the Word and we had been prosperous. The government had tried to take our farm, but I would not let such heathen steal His promise to us.

Billy pointed his head down to the ground as he spoke, "I had enough and killed all of the government workers. That is why I ended up here so that we would lose the family farm. I was given an offer that I couldn't refuse. Ma and Pa would roll over in their graves if they would take the old farmstead."

Pete put a hand on his shoulder as he spoke, "I can understand my comrade when it comes to doing the wrong thing for the right reason. I had done much more disgusting things that you could ever dream of."

Deathmask spoke, "All of us had been forced into a situation that isn't our fault. Don't blame yourself for trying to protect your home. When I was drafted as a boy, I killed two men that were trying to hurt my folks. They were my first men that I ever killed and I was only twelve years old."

Pete spoke, "You all were like a guard dog protecting its pack.'

Billy had fought back the tears and he managed to lift his head up in pride.

Pete spoke, "While we are resting, let me tell you about the first time Bob and I met big?"

Joe let out a chuckle that surprised the rest of the men since he was so solemn face from being

the battle hardens Mr big.

The assassin spoke, "I was still dealing with all sorts of drugs and working as a pimp for a nearby brothel. Bob and I were both off that same day."

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Pete and Bob were flipping through the TV stations when something caught their eyes.

It was a massive black man in a luchador mask, beating the crap out of every that dared to get

in the building as him.

Pete spoke, "Who is this nigga?"

Bob spoke, "The guys at work, talk about him all the time and they saw that he is the realist badass in the sports world. He has won nearly thirty thousand wrestling matches, four thousand cage fights, and five hundred strength events. No one has a better reputation in all the ghettos as a high-quality athlete that he is."

Pete spoke, "Really, he is that good?'

Bob spoke, "That is what I am told from the guys at work.”

The TV show stopped the montage and transitioned to one of Big’s few promos.

The big man's sitting down in a large throne as the male interviewer was on a ladder to get the wireless mike up to Big's level. The champion spoke, "Hand me that mike, you pencil neck geek."

Big was handed the mike and he started to speak.

“I am the undisputed Ultimate heavyweight champion of the entire Singlarr Galaxy! I have obtained all of the top straps in both MMA and pro wrestling! Show then all my world titles cameraman or I will put you six foot under!"

The cameraman showed the champ's eight titles: the all ghetto heavyweight and super heavyweight world championship in both MMA and wrestling. He had the same titles in the new ghetto promotion, as well.

Pete and Bob's eyes both jumped out of there when they saw the championship belts.

The taller man spoke, "Those belts have to be worth ten million Rindats from just the gold and gems on it. Yet alone what value from who was wearing those belts!"

Big spoke, "I am running out of high-quality contenders for my titles, so I putting out an open challenge to whoever wants to fight or wrestling me! I will even agree to any match type or any handicap! I am going to win regardless, due to me being the best athlete on the whole planet. If aliens were to show up, I would beat them just the same!"

"Who will be my first challenger for my open challenge? I will offer One hundred million Rindats to whoever can beat me. Bring out whoever you got to bring to go against me! I dare care what you bring! Bring lions, tigers, and bears, oh my! I will break them the same!"

Pete spoke, "This guy probably jerks off to his matches, he has to enjoy it that much!'

Bob smiled.

“You ain’t kidding.”

Big spoke, "I think that I am calling out some bean pole that has been sliced up, like a carved

turkey. You have a fatso for a friend with eyes, like an eagle. Your emo girlfriend looks like came right

out of an anime. She in all likelihood bleeds black to match the makeup and hair that she has."

Both of the two men turned to each other as if the champion had been talking directly to them.

Pete spoke, "Well that cocksucker has just called me out or did he just call me out?

Before Bob could answer there was a knock on the door.

Pete got up to see who it was and was just a neighborhood lad.

The tall man leaned over to see who was at the door, as he spoke, "Oh, hi Cody, what is the reason for seeing me today?"

The lad spoke, "I am here to tell you that Mr. Big has just called you and he will be at the local arena next month."

Pete tried to dodge the subject," Cindy is cooking dinner, you want some?"

Cody spoke, "Yeah, I will eat your last meal with you if you want me to."

Bob yelled, "It is for ten million Rindats, we gotta try at least. Decapitation is illegal in combats, so you still have a hope of winning."

Pete spoke, "Shut up Bob, before I… That's right I could put us in early retirement when I win."

Cody spoke, "He is gonna kill you!"

Pete smacked the boy on the top of his fairy hard that he made the boy cry.

Cindy heard the cry and thought that something had gone wrong.

She had her trademark Gothic dress on, along with a white apron over the top of it.

The woman spoke, "Oh Cody, what is wrong?"

The boy pointed right at Pete and begun to snitch him out.

She held the young boy in her arms with his face in her large bosom.

She spoke, "It is alright baby, the mean man won't hurt you anymore!"

Cody moved his head to the side so that Pete could only see. Cody smiled at Pete and gave him the bird.

Pete tried to get at the boy, but his girlfriend wouldn’t let him.

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Cindy was updated to what had been shown on TV.

She spoke, "You can't beat that monster! He will kill you if you get in the ring with him."

Pete showed the woman the replay of the promo.

Cindy spoke, "That son a bitch! How dare he did get our information and bad mouth us. I will kill myself if you don't."

Pete spoke, "We will just go to the gym and hire all the trainers that I can. I need to get in better shape since Bob and I never work out.'

The group stopped to eat a nice spaghetti and meatball dinner that Cindy had prepared.

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Pete and the others couldn’t help but hear a large out roar coming from outside the front door.

They rushed out to see what was going on and they saw about four hundred people in front of their stoop.”

The crowd has signs already for the supposed match, between Big and himself. The slender man about pissed his pants, when he saw the crowd.

He thought, "I am dead! I am so fucking dead! What did I deserve to be put in this situation?"

All sorts of trainers were offering to train Pete Pro Bono to help get publicity for their businesses.

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Pete trained for sixteen hours a day for the next four weeks, while doing all sorts of different

fighting styles and various forms of conditioning training. Pete was lucky that he had thirty-one day month, as he did only light training, mediation to get his mind ready to fight the undisputed ultimate heavyweight champion of the world. Bob had watched all of Big's matches when he wasn't helping Pete as his second. The challenger watched all the footage that he could before he passed out every night. The last three days, Pete got to watch a huge amount of the champion’s matches.

The local doctor had Pete take all sorts of vitamins, supplements, and protein shakes to go along

seven planned meals a day. Cindy had done all she could to help her lover, with his ten million Rindats match. Yet, she was still nervous, but she wouldn't admit that to the would-be challenger.

Cindy was laying in bed with Pete the night before the big match when she hugs him.

He says, "Don't get me going girl, I am going to need all my stamina. Bob has gotten us the front row three tickets. When he comes out, I will challenge him. He will fight me right then and there, or he is the world's biggest pussy."

Cindy spoke, "You could get a semi trunk to land in that canyon and it would still not hit anything."

Pete pulled opened the covers and showed what was underneath.

Cindy spoke, "That will not be a problem for you, baby. That trunk is able to hit everything on the way down."

Pete spoke, "That's what she said!"

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It was the day of the fight and the trio was going to give their tickets to the ticket booth when they are stopped by a tall bouncer.

Pete spoke, "Is there a problem, here?"

The bouncer spoke, "Are you here to challenge Mr. Big?"

Cindy grabs her man by his arm and says, "That's right, Pete is going to beat that gorilla!'

The large man laughed at the woman's comment when she grabs the bouncer by the balls. She forces him down to his knee.

Cindy let go of the punk, as he pointed over to the door to the back room, while still on all fours.

She spoke, "The hell with getting to a man's heart through his stomach. Instead, you grab him by the balls and he will be on all fours before you!"

Bob spoke, "I am glad that you are on our side!"

Pete spoke, "Damn skimpy!"

The trio was walking through the back when a fat man in a cheesy suit comes up to them with two large men at each side of him.

The man spoke, "I am the wrestling promoter and we had heard of over the last few months. Your friends had been sending mail that you beat our big guy. Pete spoke, "Those cocksuckers! I will kill them when I get back home!"

The promoter spoke, "Is there a problem? You wanna back out now?"

Pete spoke, "Fuck no! I am going to kill that son of a dog loving whore!"

An office manager handed Pete a huge set of paperwork on a clipboard with an ink pen.

The challenger spoke, "What is this bullshit?"

The manager spoke, "It is paperwork stating that if Mr. Big kills you in the ring that you wouldn't hold us responsible. We will treat you for any immediate care, but any potential long term care is on you.”

Pete was signing off highlight lines after another without even looking at what he was signing too.

Cindy and Bob tried to make him look at the fine print, but he wouldn’t allow it.

Pete spoke, "Here are the damn papers! Now let me right now!"

The promoter spoke, "Then get out to the gorilla position and we will let you fight shortly.

(The gorilla position is the last place before the athlete walks out to the Ring. The staff there makes sure the wrestler comes out on cue.)

Pete was let out the challenger’s entrance to the ring, as Bob led the rear, Cindy was in the middle, and Pete was in the front. The thirty thousand seat arena was full of fans, throwing trash at the trio and any other thing that they could to throw out at them.

The fans were chanting, "Big will Kill you! You're a faggot! You suck dick!" These chants were followed with many more insulting chants.

Pete went into the ring, along with Cindy and Bob.

Then Big’s music started playing and all of the fans were standing and screaming. Big came out from the back and flexed his muscles, revealing his world titles around his massive waist.

Cindy spoke, "Holy Fuck! I heard that TV adds on thirty pounds, but this sucker looks bigger in real life!

Pete spoke, "Don't rub it in!"

Bob waited until Big was almost to the ring when he pulled out a net launcher from his poncho.

Big was laughing as he was covered in an electrified net.

Gunshots were fired from the circle of balconies aiming directly at the champion.

The nearby fans were beating the snipers, down to a bloody pulp.

Mr. Big was laughing uncontrollably, as he flexed the tranquilizer darts of his flesh.

Pete spoke, "You said that thirty of those would knock him out!"

Bob spoke, "How was I supposed to know that he would be able to stand thirty darts that would each kill a full-grown elephant?"

Big jumped up unto the ring after throwing off the net. He pointed directly at Bob, who

completely frozen out of fear. He picked the sniper and threw his fat ass, twelve rows into the fleeing

audience.

Pete was upset that Bob was hurt, but he knew that he had to take advantage of the champion’s focus on his friend.

Pete pulled out a knife that had its blade covered in a gram of Polonium. This poison should kill Mr big instantly.

The champ was stabbed twelve or fifteen times in the back with the poisoned weapon. The blade was broken inside the giant’s back. Pete threw the hilt down unto the floor outside the ring.

Big immediately fell unto the mat as his body was trying to counter the high-grade poison.

Pete grabbed the ref and said, "Start the match!"

The official did as was requested and the bell was rung. The match was on.

Mr. Big was still reeling from the poison assault from his challenger, which angered the fans tremendously. The fans started to throw trash into the directed at the crafty Pete.

Pete spoke, "Your champ is on the ropes, motherfuckers!"

That was it since here come the folding chairs at him. The ref was knocked down to the ground.

Big’s back was still smoking from the poison wounds, so he didn’t bother to even move an itch.

The large ring was filled up to the top rope.

The fans yelled, "Come on Big! Come on Big!"

Mr. Big finally stirred back to his feet, as if nothing had occurred. He beat his chest repeatably to the fans' glee.

The fans chanted, "Beat his ass!"

Big yelled, "I feel no pain!"

Pete comes rushing at Big while running on the top of the chairs.

The champion mule kicked his foe right in the balls.

Cindy yelled, "I had wanted to use those tonight!"

Bob only grimaced at the sight.

Pete was grabbed up into a torture rack on top of Big’s back. But something strange happened.

Pete's spine moved out of the hold like it was that of a boa constrictor.

Big's torso was wrapped by the challenger into a left-leaning abdominal stretch.

Big spoke, "You gotta..."

Pete used his sharp canine teeth to pierce the neck of the super champion.

Blood sprayed out of the champion’s neck like it was a water sprinkler.

The crowd cried out in horror to see the invincible champ be hurt so terrible by the contender.

Big yelled, "Your time is over my count!"

He used both of his massive arms to grab the small head of Pete and force him to stop his assault.

Both Bob and Cindy were horrified to see their Pete be completely manhandled by the champion.

Pete's head was held completely up the air by the fully vertically extended arms of Mr. Big.

The crowd could hear the skull of Pete start to crack under the invincible Big’s incredible grip strength.

Cindy knew that she had to act quickly or his lover boy was a dead man.

She had nothing white to throw but her bra, so she ripped it off with her blouse still on.

Next, she threw it into the ring, next to Pete’s feet.

Pete's blood was rushing down the chest of Mr. Big as if it was water falling off a side of a cliff.

Pete was thrown unto the floor next to Cindy and Bob.

Big yelled, "Get him out of here before I change my mind.

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Pete spoke, "That was the first time that I had met this big lug here and why I am willing to play, as his second.

Deathmask spoke, "Anyone wants to volunteer their prowess to try to break an opening into the nearby walls.

Billy shot at the wall to no effect.

Pete tried to slash at the weakness of the wall, but he found

Bob was next, as he was using his high-grade explosives to blow up a wall.

Still, none of the walls were affected.

Deathmask used various hand slashes to cut the walls, but still, not even a mark was upon the walls.

The officer spoke, "I never seen any metal like this. Could it be?"

Joe spoke, "What is this metal?"

Kill Joy spoke, "It isn't the time for more red tape, so let's bring the men into the know.

The men all looked at the two officers as if they had turds hanging out of their mouths.

Deathmask spoke, "It was the Ibor faction's hidden metal Iboranium! It can take the force of a

ten megaton nuclear weapon, while being thinner than a wonton wrapper!”

Big yelled, "Men, get out of the way! I can take on more force than this silly metal!"

The whole unit got clean out of Joe’s way, as energy formed around him.

He punched once and nothing.

Big fired more than ten thousand blows a minute to the wall. A hole big enough to get a double-decker bus through with ease.

Deathmask spoke, "I can now see why you all are called the big four. Now, let's find out what adventure awaits us!"

The unit disappeared into the endless void to who knows where.