Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2008 12:50:14 -0400 From: J Subject: TRIO 77 plus alternate extras "It started out like any other day of our lives here. Alittle belly stabbing, well, a lot of belly stabbing. A lot of plunging various pointy wooden, steel, iron things into that oh so nice spot for a target, the navel...a big city...strangely deserted...that kind of shit." Aoi "This rocks. A deserted city. Well, not so deserted. See, there were these Arab looking dudes all decked out in robes with hoods, most of em looking like tan colored, you know. I tell you, I'm not really a prejudiced brother, man, but I think that these guys are smelly, ugly faced, and just plain evil. I mean they got some babies in there and were using them as shields. Some real cute kids they were using to block us from them. I guess they knew we were gonna take em out...not date em or anything. I mean take out in a sense of taking out their belly buttons and anything attached to their belly button stalks. Man, just gets me hard thinkin about it. Anyway their faces were mostly ugly but their flat bellies and chests, dark tan color, was all cool, all good. Some of em had big belly buttons on straight down stomachs. HAD." Pare "I didn't think we should go inside this city. It looked like a chuck of some mid Eastern dump taken and just put here in this land. Dumpy alleyways, all white buildings, some gray. Guys with no shirts on---I mean it wouldn't be the land that might or might not be called Violenza. Anyway with just hoods and robes and some stupid things around their heads--turban?--they came at us. I think they thought their god Allie or some such was going to reward them for taking out us infidels. Imagine, Pare, Aoi and me being infidels? What, just cause we slay dickwads that kill innocent people for no reason other than they think they are owed some track of desert they didn't want until others settled down there and claimed it as THEIR OWN? These guys deserve to die. I didn't even get hard or cummed up slaying them, that's how gross they are in thought and in mind. I mean, these assholes think their god will reward them in the afterlife...well in a way they are right. They don't know it but their god is satan and their reward will be isolated suffering along in hell for good...and while I didn't judge them to be there --it was my weapons in their guts that began their trip to their hellfire eternity there! Glad for that!" Sole "Oh just kill these guys and get on with it!" Wiz "Oh WIZ! WARN THEM! WARN THEM! THEY HAVE TO GET OF THERE!" The Seer As Trio moved through a slight wind, which whipped up sand around them, they came upon the gray, tan, white, and peach colored city. It was all concrete, mortar, and cement. It had a few markets. Everything was seemingly empty. The w ind slowed and it was warm but the sun overhead was starting to blot out from the clouds overhead. Every once in awhile it shone through. Suddenly the city came alive. From every shelf-like terrace, every open window shelf, every turret, and every nook and cranny, came movement. Robes moved at Trio. The three looked, their weapons ready to slay. A robe came at them and beneath was a thick bodied Arab. He was bare under the robe except for a tied together white cloth. He had a big but flat belly. And as he jumped at Trio, he thought he was going to win, "I DIE FOR ALLI!!!!" "And so you are, did and will!" Sole put his spear up and it pierced the belly button full on and Sole side flung the towel headed Arab off his spear, trails of intestines flinging about. More and more robes came at Sole, Pare, and Aoi. They backed toward a wall but robed bodies rose up from behind it and jumped off. Sole flipped one off his back and another replaced it. He hit that one against the wall by moving his own back at the wall. Another fell against them both and Sole drove his spear up and back to feel joy as the spearhead ploughed through soft underbelly and hard navel knot. Sole flipped both bodies off him into another. He then put both hands on his spear and drove it down into the bodies not yet knowing the joy of a spear head in their gut hole and beyond. A robed man with nothing on under neath came holding a young boy. The boy cried tears, "They have a thing in there that can take me and my family home! Help me!" The boy was younger than 10. He was also Arabian or Mid Eastern. And he had no shirt on, only a pair of lite brown pants and sandals. Tears came down his face. The Arab holding him laughed. "Come to us, we tire of your American waiting for us to come to you!" "You dog!" Aoi pointed with a sword, "Let him go and fight like a man!" "Only we the Chosen by god, our god, not your own, infidel Asian, Alli! He protects us! We win!" Many others with hostages came out, holding little kid in front of them, up in their arms as they moved closer with long spears, some with long curved knives, and others with long swords. Aoi pointed, "We'll slaughter you all, fuck faces!" "Not before we kill these." "Your own children!!!!" Aoi snapped and ran, yelling! He jumped up and ran onto the roof of a patio the robed Arab was hiding under FROM UNDERNEATH. Spinning, he planted his feet onto the ceiling and kept running. He landed behind the dog Arab holding the child boy. A well placed sword went into the back of the robed Arab and came out his belly button but only a bit. Between the young boy's back and the Arab's belly button the tip of Aoi's sword.20The Arab man looked at it and began to try to thrust forward to kill the boy, to try driving the tip into the boy's bare bony back. Aoi smiled and majestically withdrew the sword and as he did he jumped again, ran on the ceiling of the overhang, and came in front of the Arab man as he clung to the boy. Aoi took the boy out of the falling Arab's arms and put the boy down and shoved him behind him. The boy cringed low. Pare and Sole, slaying Arab robed men as they came forward, came close to the boy and Aoi. Aoi spun, the boy ducked and Aoi dealt his sword point to the bare ribs of many Arab males, slicing them in his spin. Others came but Pare and Sole were on them, standing in one spot at times, moving at other times. So fast that the two were, that there were plenty of Arab males looking at their belly buttons saying things like, "Missed me!" And "See nothing! You dogs miss all the time! We slaughter you like infidels that you...oh...oh...oh my..." Then they died falling from the air. "Now see our other hostages die and it's your fault!!!!! Faults!" An Arab with a women in front of him held a knife to her throat but as he talked he turned over her shoulder with his head, "You Americans, lie like...." "Dead men?" Pare asked as he strongly held an empty bow. The man behind the woman had no eye, well he did, but it was pushed into his brain by the arrow Pare let loose. The woman cringed low and screamed, her covering on her head, falling off. She ran and grabbed up the boy from near Aoi and ran for the building. Another arrow from Pare hit an Arab male who swung a long sword at the pair. "Damn it!" Pare said, "These Arabian dogs aren't given us the bellybutton stabbings we need. It's not fair. They keep makin us get em in other places than they buttons." Aoi caught a knife thrown at him and flung it back. It hit the arm of an Arab who held a little girl and he squawked. The girl screamed and fell down from his arm. Another arrow from Pare hit the man in his chest and he fell, throbbing heart beating with a large intrusion in it. The little girl screamed and sat there crying. An Arab man quietly came out of a stone building and raised a sword over her head. Sole caught a spear that an Arab flung at his back. He heard it whooshing at him, so he turned, caught it and kept the momentum of it going as he directed it, hand lightly on it, at the Arab over the little girl. The spear hit the outstretched, veiny belly of the Arab over the girl. This Arab had both hands on the sword over his head. He lowered the sword and it went limp. The girl was sitting crying. The sword came down but to her left. It limply hit nearby. Behind Sole, Pare, and Aoi came three Arabs with no hoods but with tan20capes and loin cloths on. They were younger than the others and they raised small pipe like things to their mouths. "Blow dart guns!" Wiz appeared in front of them, his eyes glazing blue glow. He waved his hand and the boys swallowed their own poison darts. "Trio!!" Sole turned, "Wiz, god of you to show up for once!" "Don't you mean good?" "No, I mean god!" Sole flung another spear that came his way around and it entered the bellybutton of another Arab. "I'm sick of this crap!" Aoi moved now, tired of standing still for too long. He moved along a wall and went up it with his feet, almost dancing like Fred Astaire of that guy from SINGING IN THE RAIN. He danced up a wall and as he did Arabs tried to kill him. Some were running. The three boys who swallowed their own darts went rigid and their capes fell off and their shoulders seemed to shrug permanently. Their eyes were wide and then froze in that position. Wiz smiled, "Enjoy your breakfast..." Sole came to Wiz, "What IS going on, Wiz?" "A major time and space rift is inside, some kind of device that the Arabs got some nice Americans to build for them." "Americans are here?" "No, once that Arabs got what they wanted, they killed the Americans and blamed them for stealing. But it can take these people home. I'll..I'll get them there but there are so many more Arabs!" Pare joined them, "Don't worry about them, we got them covered...more grist for our steel and iron! They die like dogs!" "More like cowards!" Aoi yelled as he bounced his shoulder off a side wall of a building, kicking into Arabs, who dropped like flies. Other dart boys ran for their lives. Wiz rounded up a group of hostage women and children, including the boy, the little girl, and the woman. More joined them as Pare shot arrows into Arab hostage takers. First arms, legs, shoulders, cheeks, even mouths as the dogs spouted their lies. One arrow went through the mouth and out the back of the neck. Aoi as he bounced, swirled, twirled, spun, and kicked off walls and ceilings of patio like areas, swung his sword, cutting Arab bellies, arms, legs, and heads off. Arabs were running away now. Pare shot a few in the back. Wiz pulled the group he had into a building opening. "When you can, follow us. Maybe you can get back to your right time and place too, you three foxy mamas!" Arabs flung themselves at Pare and Sole. "I come to die!" "You get your wish! Fucker coward!" Pare gutted the guy who came at him, belly to belly with the Arab, who's cape blew behind him a bit. Pare rammed a knife right into the guy's navel . Sole grabbed up the bow and arrow from Pare and began to shoot any others coming at them. All fell. He jabbed his spear into their bellies and their rose up and moaned, shivering, their legs swinging in various ways and methods. Aoi rolled off a wall and over another one, a knife in his left hand plopping into Arab belly button, his sword in his other hand, cutting RIGHT through an Arab navel and out his back and into another who was yelling for Aoi to "DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!" "Take your own advice!" Aoi plunged and as he stabbed another Arab running with them, ploughed into the other two and all three were killed slowly on Aoi's sword but Aoi didn't wait. He unplugged them and they all fell in various states of dying, one going down in the middle, the first one on his hands and knees already, the back one trying to hold his gut hole wound in. Aoi ignored them, "Can't even waste time cumming on your smelly, BO covered bodies, shitheads! Killin your own babies and children and women to...you die fuckers!!!!" "KILL EM ALL!!!!!" Sole yelled as he stood amid a group of Arabs trying to come at him with swords. All fell, wounds in their guts. One was sliced from hip to hip, another had his belly button torn out and all over his legs, another had a button ripped out his back and into another guy's navel, this guy20taller but he had been wounded by an arrow and tried continuing to sword into Sole. "SLAY EM ALL IN THE REMAIN'N BUTTONS!!!! DON'T LET ONE OF EM LIVE! THEY DESERVE TO DIE!" Pare punched a knife in one hand into another Arab, letting the one he had near him fall off him. He kicked both away and with his other hand punched another knife into another Arab coming at him! "You are sick in mind!" The Arab yelled. Pare knifed him in the gut hole and grabbed his cape and wrapped it around his neck and flung him away into another Arab. Pare found a WET spear that was sticking up in the huffing, throbbing belly of an Arab on the ground. This spear victim was praying, "It not like this. It not supposed to be like this! We are protected by god!" "Ahh, get a real religion!" Pare pulled the spear out fast and the guy buckled up and shook. He twitched and shook and his legs went up a bit, his knees bent. Pare ignored him and swiped his spear around in a semi circle. He took out stomachs and intestines as he did so. "DON'T LET ONE OF THEM GET AWAY!" Sole screamed as he fired his last arrow into another. He grabbed his sword from a dying Arab's belly button. This Arab was on his knees, trying to remain alive. He lost that battle as Sole kneed him in the belly wound. The slap dash sound made Sole feel triumphant. "Sole, man, you are really into this for once more than me and chinkie boy Aoi over there!!!!" Pare put the end of the spear into one Arab's belly and the other end, the flat one, in another. The one with the flat end screamed but then he laughed as he realized the flat end wasn't sticking deep in him.. He smiled at his pal on the other end who laughed too. But the one on that end looked down and saw the point deep in his gut hole. He felt it, more importantly, deep, a penetrating point in the deeper recesses of his tight abs and inner workings...which weren't working any longer. The friend who wasn't killed...yet...laughed, "Join your harem in heaven!!! Brother in heaven." Pare laughed and jabbed a long curved knife into the guy's button as the spear end left it. "More like with hoars in hell, fucker mother! You be all alone in a dark place in hell fucking smelly sand dick!" The man looked at his wound and tried to raise his hand to Pare. "Don't you raise your hand to me, you oil digger! DIE FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL!" "No, suicide for harem..." "There is no harem fuck head!" Pare yelled. "Nothing but death and darkness and maybe some demon to torture you, you dick! DIE without even cumming!" Pare finished it by cutting the guy's head off. "It's ruinin kill for me, since you guys are no turn on even in death! Sole?" Sole finished killing a gang around him. No more stood. Dying sounds were heard. "Ready, inside?" "Yeah," Aoi came to them, "Me too. All dead or dying." "Wish we could stay and finish the wounded off," Pare said. "We can go home," Sole said, "...or do that..." "I choose to slay em all dead!" Pare waved a sword up. A dying Arab on his knees looked at him with pain. "SO DO I!!!" Sole found the one near Pare looking at Pare and he got low, "Hear that?" He whispered to the guy and rammed a knife into the Arab's belly, "mmmmm, hard stomach, sand crab!" The Arab groaned and fell back. Aoi found some whimper sources and the whimpering was wounded men. He stood on one's bare hip and stabbed him with his sword from on high. The guy yelped. Aoi stood on the body and turned to find more. He jabbed, turned, stabbed, turned, cut down, and jumped off this body onto another, driving an arrow that was in the guy's belly but not all the way down, DOWN AS FAR AS IT COULD GO by landing with one foot on the arrow. The guy screamed, moaned, twisted and died with his face the way it was a moment ago...eyes open and all! "Wipe out all the Arabs here!" Sole put two spears into two wounded Arab teens and propped himself up on the two as though the spears were pole vaults. He lifted himself off the ground and swung up and over. He let go and kicked one last Arab trying to make a stand at him and the guy fell. Sole landed on the guy's hips, over his belly. He sat on him with bent knees. Sole took the knife in the guy's hand from him and held it with both hands and raised it up over the guy's belly button...which was just near Sole's dick area. Sole raised and with lust in his eyes and face, brought it down HARD into the guy's navel. The Arab teen gasped and yelled and cringed. "GO MEET YOUR GOD, THE DEVIL TO ALL THE REST OF US!!!!!" Wiz's mind sent a message to Sole, Pare, and Aoi, "Guys, if you wanna go home, get in here quick! Even if you don't, I need you to save this device! There's some kind of explosive rigged to it! I got the others to their own time and space and place but I'm trapped...I can't move!!!" "What the fuck?" Aoi said. Sole said it too and so did Pare. They hated to leave their frenzy of killing savage murdering no gooders but they had to. 49 The three of them ran into the building, Pare had seen Wiz go in but the other two hadn't. Still, Wiz's mental projection drew them in to the spot. There was a large tunnel devi ce that edged out in a huge rounded room, with a high ceiling. "A time tunnel?" Pare asked. The tunnel was a swirling mass inside and the blue haze within unveiled a vortex which grew in strength. But something outside was using a yellow / red haze of power to stop them from entering. It sucked them out of it. A wind blew on Trio and Wiz. Wiz was on the ground, "Yeah, but watch out! Watch out!" Red eyes came from a dark corner of the room. A dark and naked body flew through the air at them all! They swung. Pare swung a sword and a spear. Sole swung two spears. Aoi flung two curved swords at the body. "It's Demnos!" Wiz yelled! Wiz was on the ground with a big piece of brick block on his left hip. He was getting an erection from it. "Demnos! Not him again!" Sole yelled. 44 "No, it's not him!" Wiz yelled as wind and power danced around his head, his multi colored hair flung about, "But he set this thing up as his own emissary! He's got something else in mind! He's alive! Alive!" "Is he?" Aoi asked as the body flew at them again. Red eyes and all. "Sure that's not him!???It looks like him! A lot!" "No, I'm not fooled!" Wiz yelled, "It's not him!" Pare stood over Wiz and grabbed the brick and flung it off Wiz. "My magic...it can't help because Demnos gave some powers to this one!" Sole stood up as the beast flew at him! Even though he could hardly see the strong body coming at him, he swung his spear but a claw ripped at his upper left arm! Sole yelled and looked at his arm. Claw marks. He tossed a spear up at the beast man. Pare bent over Wiz, "Can't you heal yourself?" "I think so but there isn't time!!! Look!" Wiz nodded to a crude explosive device, "The Arabs used this last ditch effort. If they can't have this time tunnel, then no body will! They'll destroy it! If it blows, we blow." 40 Pare shrugged, "I blow as much as I could. Usually those two guys over there, the Chinese and the Norwegian, you see... but I'll also do you..." "Not funny! Pare, we have to stop it or get into the tunnel!" 36 Aoi waited, crouching low as if to go to Wiz but as the figure flew at Wiz and Pare, he sprung up and overhead. He drove both swords up as one, one point. The belly button was a swirl. Aoi struck up at it and he found solidness and joy. The beast man/teen howled in pain as it flew down. Aoi's followed, not letting his swords out of it's belly button hole. "I recognized that navellll!" 0A Still holding his arms out and creating wind and power, Caliph fell out of the air. "Caliph!" Sole gasped. Aoi stabbed inward, leaning on both swords and putting all his weight on them. Sole came next to Aoi and put a spear into Caliph's belly button area too. It was mangled beyond recognition now. "It is him! It's Caliph! Another illusion?" Wiz was put in the tunnel face by Pare, "No! It's really him this time. Not like before. Demnos tried to make Caliph a fake version of himself. He brought him from the pits of hell..." 32 The wind blowing on Sole and Aoi faded lightly. Caliph reached out to them, as if wanting to reach out and strike out at them further. Caliph's red demon eyes grew powerless. The red faded. "Hey, visine would do just as well," Aoi said and shrugged. "I guess I've heard too much Pare jokes." Caliph gasped, "No, I don't wanna go back there. It's ...It's..." "Hell?" Sole and Aoi asked and both shrugged. "Great another fuckin Arab! Get rid of him, guys and c'mon!" Pare moved out of the tunnel. It was still hard to move due to the demonic power but most of it was going fast. Wiz was healing his hip, "NOW! The BOMBS!" The whirl of the tunnel swept him up and he flew backwards into it and20was gone in a blue burst of power and an opening vortex! 27 "No!" Caliph vanished, his belly button and intestines, much mangled and maligned, remained behind, the spear and swords still in them, still held by Trio. "Guys! RUN!" Pare yelled and came out a bit more. Then all trace of Caliph vanished. Sole and Aoi turned and ran for the tunnel. The bombs blew off as they flung themselves at Pare and collided. The whole tunnel room blew apart and Trio was flung into the tunnel and the vortex snapped them up. Then everything seemed to vanish into a blast of yellow, red, blue, and green! After it was over, the building was gone. There was no city. Just a ruin. Then the sand came and covered it over. Someplace, Demnos laughed and laughed. Trio was gone! TO BE CONTINUED???????? SHORT ALTERNATE/LOST SEQUENCE: Aoi, Sole, and Pare wandered into a concrete city, all white, tan, and gray colored cement around them. A low wind whipped through the alley ways that stretched and the abandoned market they passed along the way. It was warm wind. Aoi looked around cautiously, "Something's not right in this place." Sole nodded, "I think you're right." He bent down to examine someone's clothing, "This looks like it was left behind." Pare puffed up his chest and looked around as high as he could see, "Some impressive towers for this land. But it seems to have been displaced..." "Out of time and space," Aoi added. "...just like we were," Sole said, "And everyone who's ever come here maybe." "Do you think maybe...maybe inside the buildings?" Aoi examined what looked like a fallen knife, a curved dagger and then stood up, "Let's try inside one of them, no?" "Allright," Sole said. "It's a bad idea but what's that? It's never stopped us before?" Pare shrugged and then laughed. "We know that someplace in this land, people have gotten home. Those nomads we saw told us." Sole said as they approached a stone building. They moved to the doors, which swayed open in the wind. The doors were not secure. "They were nice," Pare said, "They seemed Mid Eastern." "Yeah," Aoi said, "And they were still nice." "They said there might be people here who vanished," Sole said, "And we have to check that out. I mean we don't want to stay here or we might but there might be others who want to leave?" "Good thing we slayed those Guardians of the Hill, they might have ki lt the nomads," Pare said. They walked into a large area of stone and saw dozens upon dozens of swords, spears, knives, shields, and bows and arrows. Passing out of the glare of the sun, they could focus on these. Aoi, Sole, and Pare wandered into a concrete city, all white, tan, and gray colored cement around them. A low wind whipped through the alley ways that stretched and the abandoned market they passed along the way. It was warm wind. Aoi looked around cautiously, "Something's not right in this place." Sole nodded, "I think you're right." He bent down to examine someone's clothing, "This looks like it was left behind." Pare puffed up his chest and looked around as high as he could see, "Some impressive towers for this land. But it seems to have been displaced..." "Out of time and space," Aoi added. "...just like we were," Sole said, "And everyone who's ever come here maybe." "Do you think maybe...maybe inside the buildings?" Aoi examined what looked like a fallen knife, a curved dagger and then stood up, "Let's try inside one of them, no?" "Allright," Sole said. "It's a bad idea but what's that? It's never stopped us before?" Pare shrugge d and then laughed. "We know that someplace in this land, people have gotten home. Those nomads we saw told us." Sole said as they approached a stone building. They moved to the doors, which swayed open in the wind. The doors were not secure. "They were nice," Pare said, "They seemed Mid Eastern." "Yeah," Aoi said, "And they were still nice." "They said there might be people here who vanished," Sole said, "And we have to check that out. I mean we don't want to stay here or we might but there might be others who want to leave?" "Good thing we slayed those Guardians of the Hill, they might have kilt the nomads," Pare said. They walked into a large area of stone and saw dozens upon dozens of swords, spears, knives, shields, and bows and arrows. Passing out of the glare of the sun, they could focus on these.