TavernTales 16: The Hunt

[Fyacin]

Yay it's back!

[BreakABone]

Originally Posted by Fyacin

Yay it's back!

With a vengeance... Maybe....
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The Thear Trio now stood on the roof alongside The Professor, Aladuf and Flunkie. They all stared off into the distance watching as the rooftop shot out of their range.

"We were so close!" Raged shouted.

"What do you mean close?" Flunkie asked confused. "The GAMES HQ is destroyed we had to have taken out more than half of their manpower. I say we won."

A roar shot across the roof nearly ripping out everyone's eye drums. It was The Professor and Geo shouting no in unison.

"My young lad, brains surely were not the reason I chose you for this mission. You see as long as Bond survived... as long as parts of GAMES remain intact, we haven't won. It was just a minor setback. One, I'm sure my dear student will soon remedy."

"So why didn't we go after them?" Flunkie asked trying to reclaim some diginity.

Geo spoke before the Professor had a chance to open his mouth, "We didn't know what we were dealing with, and the speed at which that was moving we would have never caught up."

Raged lit a fire in the palm of his head, "We could have at least attempted."

"That is a noble suggestion... I don't think I got any of your names yet, but once again that Bond is a crafty one. I mean who would ever think of making their roof an escape hatch? Logically, it makes all the sense in the world, but NO one would ever think of it. No normal person that is."

The roof fell silent as they all pondered their next move.

Then a voice from no where answered them, "I see you have a problem, say hello to your solution!"
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The structure has changed a bit, but hopefully get second part up tonight so folks see what dealing with.

[BreakABone]

I hope to get this story wrapped up at work today.
Anyhow, I made a giant omission in this story just because of time constraint I changed one part and didn't think it made sense in the second part so I figured it would come back later. If that makes any sense to anyone.
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3
The Coalition reached the mouth of the bay an hour later.

"You know we could have been on our way a lot sooner if someone did not have to stop and pig out!" Dylflon teased his friend.

"As you very well know, if I did not eat I would pass out somewhere in the middle of the water, and I don't know about you but I would LOVE to live long enough to see those two bastards dead. And without me, what are you going to do? Feel your way across the water?"

Dyne was a little uneasy with the situation while he knew both of them were joking, it would make his announcement later a bit more akward.

"Do you trust him?" Dyne asked casually.

"Trust who? The source? There really is only one way to find out, and I mean what does he have to gain by lying to us?"

"What about you?" Typhoid turned to Dylflon, "Could you sense what he was thinking?"

Dylflon shook his head, "I got the weirdest vibe from the source, he seemed rather creepy, but his emotions and feelings are blank or empty. I'm not sure which."

The scene was now filled with silence while the three men examined the obstacle facing them. It was Dylflon who finally stated the obvious dilemma.

"Okay Mr. Speedster over here," pointing towards Typhoid, "could possibly just run across the water no problem, but that leaves two of us without a method of crossing. So what's the plan here?"

Dyne knew the moment would come and during the course of the past hour, he had thought about several scenarios. He only believed in one though, and he knew it would be a hard sell to Dylflon and Typhoid.

"Here's the thing... and I will start off by saying I am not 100% sure this will work, but for the two of you.... I thought it would be best....iftyphoidcarrieddylflonacrossthewater." The final sentence shot out of his mouth so quickly it was like one jumbled web.

Dylflon and Typhoid simply stared at him, their ears obviously playing a cruel trick on them. "Could you repeat that once more?" Dylflon asked.

"And this time ssssllllooowwwlllyyyy." Typhoid wanted to make sure he heard it clear and concise this time.

This time Dyne could not hide behind the speed, "I thought it would be best... if Typhoid... carried Dylflon... across the water."

A moment of complete silence passed before the group was filled with laughter. Dylflon and Typhoid could not believe it, Dyne had got them. This was his greatest prank yet.

"Oh man! You had us going! We actually... hahaha" It was difficult for Typhoid to finish his thoughts he was laughing too hard.

"Sorry to tell you folks," then Dyne's expression turned to one of cold steel, "but I am dead serious. It is the only way the three of us are going to get across anytime soon."

"The three of us?" Dylflon's joy now subsided. "I don't know if I'm okay with the plan yet, but that only covers two of us."

"Don't worry about me, I got my own idea!" Dyne spoke his answer with a spark of a child at candy store.
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Flunkie observed the damage being left in their wake as they travelled to their destination.

"Do you ever wonder how much harm you cause?" he directed his question towards Magus who was transporting the group on a giant rock slide at the moment.

"Why should I care? If they were so afraid of harm, they wouldn't live near me!" He chuckled at his own comment as he went out of his way to destroy buildings.

Raged passed the time by setting random people on fire and watching as they ran around trying to put themselves out. It was a simple pasttime he admitted, but he enjoyed it.

"So what did everyone think of Mr. Big and Scary?" Flunkie asked no one in particular.

"Right now, it's the only solid lead we have." Aladuf responded.

The Professor who was busy formulating a new plan looked up, "We shall find out in a bit, shant we?"

"Indeed," Geo continued, "And no offense to Magus, but this is a bit too slow for me. I am going to scout ahead and you can all catch up."

Geo manipulated the wind currents around himself this gave him the appearance of flight while in actuality he simply floated on the wind. Either way, it would get him to the destination before the others.
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[Professor S]

I'm curious to see where my character's devious plotting takes us next... CONTINUE WRITING, SIR! I am INTRIGUED!

[BreakABone]

I don't know if should write this or not feeling exhausted but got some free time at work...
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4
The Coalition set sails across the water with Dylflon cuddled closely to Typhoid. Dyne began preparation for his journey. He readied himself both mentally and physically. While the idea sounded good on paper, he never attempted anything like this before.

Dyne eased his way into the water. He wanted to get a feel for it before he began. The water was calm, a bit chilly but it seemed to be on his side. He turned his back to the water, "Remember, you guys are my guide." Typhoid and Dylflon nodded their heads.

Dyne walked on the surface of the water backwards, he aimed his hands downwards and began to pour water. His idea was simple, he would use water pressure to keep him afloat on the surface of the water. He hoped that it would work like a water based jet fuel.

He was surprised when it worked. He edged out further into the water and remained buoyet. He did a few doughnuts in the water to see if he could handle tight turns and high speeds. When everything checked out, he gave the thumbs up and the 3 men moved forward. They would finally rid the world of two shameful Canadians.
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Geo had reached the bay a little after departing from his group. Since he spotted nothing when he landed, he hoped that no one had spotted him. He took point amongst the trees to quickly survey the environment he had landed in. In his immediate vacanty, he could see a handful of agents, whose attention was all focused at the bank. From this he concluded, that their main targets were down beneath.

He slowly climbed down the tree and crept up behind the stationed GAMES agents. One by one, he walked behind them and took his scythe to their neck. He wanted to do it personally because he had missed the sensation, but he also wanted to minimize the blood splatter. When he was finished killing all the agents he could see, he got a deliciously evil plan to throw everyone off their plan.

He gathered all the heads and kept them floating behind him. With a shadow of severed heads, Geo edged over the cliff to look down at the bay. He could make out Bond and the man... was it Jeepnut? who had rescued him from their clutches. He could not identify the other men with them, but was certain it was the people they were informed to kill as well.

Now he waited for his backup.
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As they raced across the water, Dyne could not help himself from stealing peaks at his friends. He knew he shouldn't but each time he laughed softily to himself.

"Okay, get over it!" Typhoid finally snapped.

"Ha... I am.. ha ha.... trying too." As Dyne was speaking, the sun began to set behind them.

"Has it really taken us this long?" Dylflon asked. "When we left, it was only mid-day."

"I think it's the cosmos embracing your love. Hahahahah" Dyne thought the shot was too easy not to take.

"I will drop him right now if you do not shut up!"

"HEY!" Dylflon did not like this either, but he did not want to be dropped in the middle of no water.

"Maybe, you two just don't see it the way I do." Dyne paused in the water, and Typhoid followed suit.

Dyne attempted to balance himself on one hand, it proved to be difficult but he only had to maintain it for a few seconds. He used the other hand to create a reflective surface on the water in front of Typhoid and Dylflon. As they went to look at themselves, fireworks began to go off in the distance. This sent Dyne into a laughing fit in which he shot water all over the place.

Typhoid dumped Dylflon into the water and ran in place until Dyne promised to never mention it again. Seeing his friend struggling to remain afloat, Dyne agreed. Typhoid picked Dylflon up and they continued their journey in silence.

Finally, the land they sought came into view.

Typhoid reminded Dyne once more, "Remember once we touch down on land, this NEVER happened." Dyne nodded. Dylflon had already blacked out all of the ugly details.

They reached the shore.
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The end.

[Swan]

Ah, so Dylflon is the big spoon...

[Typhoid]

Considering I was the one carrying him, wouldn't he be the little spoon?