[VashTheStampede]

Chapter 3 Part 4: ~The Stampede!~

When we last left our crew of nine fellows, they were roasting nicely in a fissure of the earth. The group got irritated because of the intense heat and began to fight amongst themselves.

"Shut up!" shouted DarkMaster, wiping the sweat off his brow, "I'll get us out of here one way or another!"

"Which way is that?!" exclaimed Vampyr, "through hell?!"

"Why you.."

Vampyr and DarkMaster lunged at each other and hit each other hard in the abdomen continuously. DarkMaster began to spit out blood as Vampyr began the beat him with the butt of his Positron Rifle.

Dylflon tackled down Vampyr and restrained him from causing any further damage while Crono tended to DarkMaster. Magma deep from within the earth began to seep into the tank, causing much of the insides to be melted out. The group of nine looked on in horror at the advancing line of liquid rock that would probably end their lives...until a field of black energy surrounded the magma and forced it out, also lifting up the tank from out of the fissure and back onto the planet's crust.

"Phew, that was almost close," said Zebra, "Any later than that you guys would've been burned into nothing."

The groups of the South and West looked appreciatively at the other group standing before them, that of the North and the East.

"So, you're the evil of the South, eh?" said happydude, pulling out his BFG, "eat this!"

Happydude fired a shot at Imagoral, but he brought up a shield that withstood the blast until it dissipated. Imagoral then shot a spear of energy at Happydude, who barely dodged it and got a large gash on his arm for it. Dyne shot applesauce at Imagoral from the super vacuum, while Rndm_Perfection fired tank rounds and a infinite supply of AOL CDs. Still, to no avail. Imagoral got angered and just pushed everyone back with his powers. The assault from the once again unified team continued, but had little effect. The only effect that the attack had was that it decreased the amount of ammunition that they had.

Vash called for Hero2 "Hero2, give me your .45 Colt!"

"Why?" replied Hero2.

"Just give me it, and take the rest of you guys and leave. " said Vash, almost demanding it.

Hero2 submitted and threw Vash his .45 Colt, got the rest of the group, and left the area.

Vash held the .45 Colts, one in each hand, each pointing directly at Imagoral.

"What do you think you can do with those puny pistols?!" snorted Imagoral in amusement.

"Who said I was going to use these pistols?.." said Vash smiling as the barrel of each Colt breaking off, eminating a blinding light from inside the gun, "I'm going to use the power of angels my friend..."


to be continued!

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