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Posted by White Wolf on 6/14/2008, 2:46 pm, in reply to "The Good The Bad and the bastitch (A fist full of Wolf)"
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INT. Helicarrier, lower decks, Corridor
Lobo and Booster Gold walk up the hallways of the uncharted part of the carrier.
Booster Gold:
You know I hear among the minatour’s treasure there is a something called the Minatour’s horn.
Lobo:
Hmm, how much is that worth?
Booster Gold:
It’s not a worth thing, It’s like magic. Ledged says who ever holds it can ask of it one question, and it will be answered.
Lobo:
Yeah, you can keep that one.
Booster Gold:
You here that!
Lobo grabs Booster and tosses him across the hall, save Booster from a grenade.
Lobo:
(Still on fire)
Be more frag’n careful.
Booster:
You saved me…Dude you’re still on fire.
Lobo takes out a cigar, and lights it off his shoulder. Lobo and Booster gold hide behind ammunition creates. The look over and see a football field sized hall. In the middle Men in shield uniforms, and men in White Panther Uniforms doing battle.
Booster Gold:
Veronica, where on the ship are we?
Lobo:
Wolf never got around to fixing all of the ships sensors . . . Right now our problem is to get across that battlefield.
Booster:
I don’t think that’s our immediate problem.
Shield troops surround our intrepid adventurers.
Booster:
Um, we’re on your side…
INT. Helicarrier, Lower Decks, Shield strong hold.
Lobo Stands in the middle of the shield lower deck strong hold with his newly acquired shield uniform. They’re surrounded buy shield guys with assortments of Lazar riffles, machine guns, and pistols. Lobo Looks at Booster with anger.
Booster Gold:
What you had a better idea?
Explosions and gunfire go off in the distance.
Arbitrary Shield Guy:
Commander on deck!
The surrounding shield troops stand at attention. The commander staggers in with a half of bottle of Wild Turkey 101 in his one hand and his hat in his the other.
Commander:
At ease men. So these are the new recruits huh?
The Commander looks Booster Gold and Lobo up and down. Boosters Shield Uniform stretched over his Power suite. Lobo’s sleeves are ripped, and a sawed off shotgun where his Shield Issue pistol should be.
Commander:
(Shoving the bottle of Wild turkey at Booster)
Let test their courage.
Booster looks at the cigarette butt floating in the Bottle and reluctantly takes a swig from it. Lobo snatches the bottle from Booster, and downs the rest of the Liquor, cigarette butt and all.
Booster:
Eww, the Cigarette butts.
Lobo:
Wait, that wasn’t Tequila?
Commander:
HA, you guys are plenty brave, come with me.
The commander put his hat on his head, and starts out the door.
Booster:
Sir, how long has this battle been going on?
Commander:
The last order Fury gave us was to protect the advance weapons bunker. It was pretty peaceful until a few months ago. These guys in these panther uniforms wanted to go in the weapons room. We said no, then all hell broke loss.
The commander steps out onto the battlefield with and draws his pistol, and points at the weapons door. Bullets wiz by his head. Lobo, and Booster Gold leap for cover.
Commander:
It’s been one bloody battle after another. Some times, I wish that damn Bunker would just get blown away.
Lobo:
Then why don’t you?
One of the shield troops run up to the commander and hands him another Wild Turkey bottle.
Commander:
Ha! It’s treason for me to even THINK of destroying shields beloved super weapons. Sorry genital men it’s time for our 3 O’clock campaign.
The Commander Charges out with his pistol blazing with a battalion of Shield troops behind him. Leaving Lobo, and Booster behind.
Booster:
Son of a b###h is crazy.
Lobo:
Crazy or not we’re crossing that battlefield.
Booster:
No way we’re getting across that Corridor. Not as long as this war is going one.
An explosion sweeps past the creates, that they were using for cover.
Booster:
Christ!
Shield troops rush back carrying the wounded. Among the wounded is the Commander.
Troop:
MEDICI!
INT. Helicarrier, Lower Decks, Shield strong hold.
Booster Gold and Lobo stand outside of the Commander’s tent waiting for the medics for finish surgery. The Medic exits the tent covered in blood with a defeated look on his faces.
Booster Gold:
Will he be Ok?
Medic:
He should already be dead; it’s only a matter of time.
Booster Gold and Lobo head into the commanders tent, they see him trying to prop himself up so he can drink from his bottle of whiskey. The commander starts to cough, but still tries to drink from his bottle.
Commander:
I just wished I lived to see the day that damn thing go up in flames. To finally see the end of this pointless blood shed.
Lobo and Booster Gold Look at each other.
Lobo:
You just try to live a lil longer chief.
The Commander starts laughing uncontrollably, the medical crew rush in. Lobo and Booster gold step out side the tent.
Booster:
There is a break in the fighting. When they go the Retrieve the wounded from the battlefield. That’s our chance.
Lobo:
Good, I saw some toys that might give us just the bang we need.
Lobo and Booster Gold run out onto the battlefield with carrying a stretcher with a huge box it. Booster’s hands start to slip.
Booster:
This is A LOT of Napalm.
Lobo:
Quite your whining, we’re almost there.
Arbitrary wounded:
I’m over here, help!
Booster:
Not now chief we’re in the zone.
Lobo and Booster Gold finally reaches the armory vaults door. They quickly set the napalm and other various explosives outside the door.
Lobo:
You know we can die doing this.
Booster:
Your right, we’re really risking our lives here.
Lobo:
You know if you were to die here, God forbid. But if you were, this whole trip would have been for nothing.
Booster:
Your right, do you think we should exchange our half of the secrete. You know just incase?
Lobo grins his sinister grin.
Lobo:
Yes, I mean there’s no since in no one ever claiming the treasure.
Booster:
Hmm, I guess you have a good reason to make sure I live now huh?
The two hear the sound of a riffle cocking behind them.
Shield troop:
Turn around slowly you two.
Lobo and Booster turn around slowly, and find one of the shield troops standing behind his riffle aimed at Boosters face.
Shield Troop:
What the hell are you two doing?
Booster:
Dude, we’re on your side. See the uniforms? Go Team Shield!
Lobo shoots the guard in the chest with his shotgun sending him flying into the battlefield. Both shield troops and Wolf troops take notices of Lobo, and Booster Gold now.
Booster:
Way to stay low key!
Lobo is already in full stride 15 yards away from Booster Gold? Booster Looks at the timer and it read 30 seconds.
Booster:
(Flying away fast as he can)
Bastard, you could have warned me you set it.
INT. Helicarrier, Lower Decks, Shield strong hold.
The commander pulls the doctors arm.
Commander:
Doc. Keep me alive just a little longer. I’m expecting good news.
Doc:
Commander, save your strength . . .
An explosion sweeps in to the corridor, incinerating the weapons bunker. Seconds later a secondary explosion comes from inside the weapons bunker. The commander smiles, then relaxes on his pillow and closes his eyes.
Rafael:
(In cloak)
Sir, I’ve found them.
INT. Halicarrier Lower decks
Booster:
Are we there yet?
Lobo:
Shut the hell up.
Booster:
I know what I’m going to ask the horn. I’m going ask what the hell was a Minatour doing on the Helicarrier in the first place. No, I’m going to ask why was the ship designed so that only a person of barbarian strength can drive it. NO, I’m going to ask if all these people come from the past how come the time stream isn’t really, really F***** up. NO I’m going to ask. . .
Lobo pushes Booster Gold against the wall, and holds his gun to his head.
Lobo:
You are so lucky I need you.
Booster Gold:
Don’t lie. You love me.
Lobo lets go of Booster and looks at the sign above him.
Lobo:
We’re here. We’re at the Morgue.
Booster flies in full speed, Lobo runs and tries to keep up. Booster Flies past what seems like miles of Shelves. Then stops.
Booster Gold:
(Pointing to one drawers)
Here we go. John Smith.
Lobo smiles and hands Booster Gold his shotgun.
Booster Gold:
What’s this for?
White Wolf:
Probably me.
Lobo:
I knew you’d come.
White Wolf, Lobo, and Booster Gold stand in a three-way face off.
White Wolf:
Why does it always have to end like this for us?
Lobo smiles then draws and fires a bullet at Wolf hitting him in the stomach, at the same time Wolf hits Lobo in the chest with an energy dagger. Booster keeps pulling the trigger of the shotgun, but nothing happens.
Booster:
YOU GAVE ME AN EMPTY GUN! What he attacked me first.
Lobo:
I know right, it was win, win for me.
Lobo turns his attention towards White Wolf, who is huddled over holding his stomach. The bullet didn’t penetrate, but his suite was barely able to slow the momentum of the bullet.
White Wolf:
What are you making your own bullets now?
Lobo:
(Smerks)
Did you think that this lil toy here could stop the main man.
Lobo walks towards White Wolf, Wolf smiles.
Lobo quickly tries to pull the dagger out, but a sudden jolt of energy surges through his body sending him unconscious to the ground. White Wolf pushes himself to his feet, then looks down at the grenade that Lobo dropped right before he passed out.
The explosion send White Wolf to the far side of the morgue, leaving Booster Gold the sole owner of the treasure. Booster reaches into the drawer, and pulls out a chest.
B.G.:
(Holding the horn)
I want to know.. I want to know. . .
END.
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