The Bullworth Never Ending Story

[BloodChuckZ]

Melody’s screams made it easy for the Townies to locate her in the Animal Testing Lab, and she was easily captured.  Karen, who would not desert her, was re-taken as well.  The girls were pulled out by Otto and Leon, with Jerry in front and Omar and Gurney following behind.  Melody kept hitching her breath and screaming as they passed by the cages with the unspeakable horrors of the dead, decaying, and rotting animals within.

“Keep Her Quiet !”, Omar ordered, directed at Karen.  He shook his head.  For a week, the little dark-haired bitch wouldn’t say anything, and now she wouldn’t shut the fuck up.  Her ragged screams cut like a knife through his brain, enraging him.  “Shut Her The Hell Up, I Tell You !”, he snarled, grabbing Karen by the hair from behind. 

“OK, OK !!”, Karen gasped.  The Townies dragged them out through the Lab door, and Melody’s screams tapered off at the urging of Karen.  She was becoming truly terrified, now that their escape had failed before they even had a chance.  All sorts of thoughts ran through her mind, none of them good, as they were half-pulled, half-pushed across the Second Level to the alcove and herded down the stairs back to the Third Level.

“Take them to the Rec Room and chain them up !”, Omar ordered.  He detoured to the right and went down the outer circular hall to where Duncan sat, still slumped in his chair, sleeping.  Omar kicked the chair out from under him, and Duncan fell on his ass, suddenly flailing about.  “Whaa....Who.....”, he gibberished, wildly looking about.  He spotted Omar, and said, “Hey....What gives ?”

“You let them girls escape, Dumbass”, Omar pointed out, gesturing to the door to their room, which stood ajar. 

“Whoa, No Way !”, Duncan exclaimed, scrambling to his feet and looking ruefully at the door.

“Yes, Way”, Omar said, and sunk his fist deep into Duncan’s guts.  “Fuckin’ Slacker.  Now they’ve seen our faces, thanks to you, Dumbshit.”  He turned and strode away in disgust, but before he made it to the Rec Room, it occurred to him that nobody would be questioning his plan about the ransom now, and that he could also blame Duncan for those two bitches knowing who they were.  He walked in to confront Karen and Melody on just how they had managed to almost escape. 

Instead of screaming, Melody was just moaning now, but she seemed reasonably coherent, unlike before.  “What’s....Happened....”, she whimpered to Karen.  “Are we....Gonna....”

“Shhh, don’t....It’ll be Ok”, Karen attempted to comfort her.  She turned her head and glared at Omar as he approached.  “You’re a Pig.  You all are, every last one of you !”

Omar glared back at Karen, his face inches from hers.  “I though we had an understanding”, he said.  “Now you’ve gone and fucked it all up.  How did you get out of those chains ?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know”, Karen returned unflinchingly, refusing to show intimidation.  “And, you Bozos are the ones who’ve fucked things up, by kidnapping us in the first place !”

Omar made to reply, but at that instant the Walkie-Talkie hooked on his belt crackled to life, electrifying the room. “WE’RE UNDER ATTACK !!!!!  WE NEED SOME HELP UP HERE !!!!!”

Omar grabbed the Walkie-Talkie and spoke into it.  “How Many ?  Where They At ?”

“A BUNCH !!”, the voice came back.  “THE CAME UP THE RAMP !!  WE NEED HELP !!”

“Ok...I’ll Send Up Some More Ammo And Weapons !”, Omar said, and turned to the Townies in the room.  “Jerry....Floyd....Take a buncha ammo and a couple of Spud Guns and Rocket Launchers up to the roof, quick !”

Jerry and Floyd scurried to comply, heading for the room they kept the stash in.  Karen, who had heard the whole conversation, felt hope bloom like an explosion in her chest.  “It’s Tony...And Nick”, she said boldly, “They’re coming for us, and you miserable assholes are gonna pay !”

Omar regarded her with disdain.  “You better hope they don’t, Princess, for their sakes.  We’ll cut them to ribbons with pellets if they so much as try, and you two will never go free !!”
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[BloodChuckZ]

Up on the Chem Plant roof, the battle began to rage, although each side could only spot their respective targets when the lightening flashes lit up the sky.  Worse, for both sides, was that the rain increased in intensity, making precise aiming nearly impossible.  Even so, the Pellets from the Air Rifles were having some effect, splintering the stacked crates and sometimes shattering them.  The group hurried to replace them with more to maintain their barricade, however casualties ensued.  Wade was already down, and Ethan caught a Pellet in the arm and Kirby took one in the wrist.  The injured were pulled back out of the line of fire, left to staunch their bleeding as best they could.

POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!   POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!

The firing intensified as multiple lightening flashes lit up the skies and the thunder boomed.  Tony almost missed the urgent ringing of his Cell Phone, the noise was so loud.  Fading back, he tore it from his pocket to see who was calling.  It was Constantinos.  “Yeah, what is it ?”, Tony said loudly, jamming the phone against one ear and plugging the other so he could hear.  We’re kind of busy up here !”

“There’s more coming through !”, Constantinos announced.  “The Greasers, some of the Preps, and...The Nerds are comming too !”

Tony was stunned.  “What !?  They’re coming to help us ?”

“Looks like it”, Constantinos replied.  “And there’s more....The Preps brought those Shields....Them ones from Harrington House.  And the Nerds have some kind of big Gun, like a cannon !”

Tony almost dropped the phone.  Behind him, the battle continued, but it was like someone had turned the volume down.  Thoughts raced through his mind.  Why had the other Cliques decided to come ?  Was it because they wanted to revenge themselves ?  Was it because they would lose respect if the Bullies and Jocks fought and they didn’t ?  Or could it be that they really wanted to help, wanted to see the girls be rescued ?  Had he misjudged them all along ? 

“Tony ?  Tony, you still there ?”, the voice in the phone crackled.

Tony shook his head to clear it.  “Yeah....Still here”, he said.

“Look, there’s more”, Constantinos went on.  “The Cops are in Blue skies....I seen their lights flashing, over by the Save Warehouse.”

“Did they see you ?”, Tony asked, suddenly afraid for Karen, remembering the threat to kill the girls if the Police were to find out.  “Did they see any of you over there ?”

“Aw, Hell No”, Constantinos scoffed.  “Don’t you remember how stupid they are, always driving around in circles ?  Like that night we spent on top of the Cop Station roof ?”

“Yeah...I remember”, Tony said distantly, the battle picking up behind him, a battle he must return to soon.  He was still uneasy, dumb Cops or not.  “Listen...I Gotta go...”

“But, there’s more”, Constantinos said, with a bit of urgency.  “I snuck over there, to the Save Warehouse....Stayed in the shadows.  There’s a bunch of black cars over there, parked around, and....Those Government Men...Inside that Industrial Waste Treatment Plant....In-between them two big tanks.  They were on...I don’t know, some kind of funny looking thing....Can’t quite describe it...”

“My God”, Tony muttered, “The Lift....They’re going into the Tunnels....”  But how ?  How did they know ?   Tony stared at the phone in his hand.

“What ?”, Constantinos said.  “I can’t hear you.  Listen, if you can hear, me and Ray are coming up too.....Nobody’s here now, and there ain’t no reason for us to stay here.  Be up in a few minutes !”

“Yeah....Sure”, Tony said numbly.  He depressed the ‘End’ button and stuck the phone back in his pocket, turning it off first.  He turned back toward the battle.  They would have to get in there soon, before the Townies realized the Cops and the Feds were closing in on them also.  It was a matter of life or death.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Tiffany stood up in the Attic of the Girl’s Dorm, looking morosely at the dark pile of stolen books in the gloom.  It should have been exciting, but instead all she felt was kind of an empty feeling, since she didn’t have her little flunky Constantinos here to act out her fantasies with.  She knew that he had been busted, it had been all over the School yesterday that he had been expelled.  And she also heard he was confined to the Boy’s Dorm until some kind of decision was made about what to do with him.

The fact that she hadn’t been busted and that these books were still here, untouched, also meant he hadn’t ratted her out.  In a way, that kind of excited her too, just like in a Romance Novel, the hero protecting his lady from harm until the very end.  A new passion began to burn in her loins at the thought of that, and into her twisted mind came an idea.  If he couldn’t get to her, she would have to go to him.  It was the only way to quench her burning desires. 

Removing a lighter (which she wasn’t supposed to have) from her tight jeans pocket, she flicked it into brightness and rummaged in the pile.  She selected the Romance book with the hottest love scenes in it and gripped it tightly to her breasts.  Her nipples were erect at the thoughts that were flooding her mind.  Standing, she stole over to the Attic window and began climbing down the trellis. 

The night was a perfectly dreadful one, with scattered rain backed by thunder and occasional lightening.  Tiffany had dark clothing on, dark blue jeans and a black blouse, and had no worries about being spotted.  She snuck across the asphalt yard and headed down the path towards the Boy’s Dorm.  Going across the wide path that led from the street, she saw that the front gates were shut, and that there was a Prefect patrolling there.  She easily zipped past unseen, and made her way to the yard of the Boy’s Dorm.

She paused, looking up the steps, her excitement mounting.  This was about to be a new experience for her, entering the boy’s domain, and her body shivered at the thought.  Boldly, she went up the steps and walked right in.

In the hallway up ahead of her was a lit room, with a diagonal hallway running to each side.  The room, which she thought to be a Common Room, had voices coming from it. She stole to the large open doorway and silently stood there.  Three boys, Trevor, Ivan, and Gordon, were gathered about a table, talking.  There were cards spread out in front of them, but it seemed thay had long ago abandoned their game.

“I say we go”, Gordon was saying.  “We’ll look like pussies if we don’t !”

“Are you sure ?”, Ivan retorted, “No one ever pays attention to us anyway.”

“We’re more known than those freaks Eddie and Geoff”, Gordon returned, “Or them other new kids.”

“Oh...Yeah”, Ivan said.  “Where the hell are they at, anyway ?”

“Who knows ?”, Gordon said, somewhat impatiently.  “Point is, we should at least show up and see what’s going on.”

“Gordon’s right”, Trevor said suddenly.  “We owe them.  Look at how Nick’s taught us to fight, the Bullies hardly bother with us anymore.  And look at Tony, how he’s saved the school and made things better for everyone.  And now they’re off to fight those bastards who made jokes out of us last Spring, and we just sit here, like a bunch of cowards.  We should go and help.”

There was a brief silence.  It was then that Ivan looked over at the open doorway.  “Hey, Look !  A Girl !”

Three sets of eyes were fastened on her.  After a brief pause, Tiffany spoke.  “I’m...Um, looking for Constantinos.”

“Hah...He’s not here, sweet thing”, Gordon said, “But we are.”  The boys ran their eyes up and down her body.  While she wasn’t much in the Boob department, her slim figure, cute face, and extremely long dark hair made her appealing.

“Where did he go ?”, Tiffany asked, somewhat deflated, a disappointed look coming over her features. 

“Ah...We’re about to go join him”, Trevor said, “Weren’t we boys ?”

“Um....Yeah !”, Ivan said.  “That’s what we’re gonna do, sure !”

“Wanna come along, Honey ?”, Gordon said.  This must be that mystery girlfriend of Constantinos they had been hearing about.  All of them found it a little hard to belive that Constantinos even had a girl, but here she was in the flesh.  Didn’t mean they couldn’t at least put some moves on her. 

“I’m Tiffany to you, not Honey”, Tiffany said with a frown.  “And I only go with exciting boys.”

“Umm...We can be exciting....Fact is, we’re going to a rumble”, Trevor said, and added, “That’s where Constantinos is, right now.”

A sparkle came to Tiffany’s eye.  “Well....What are you waiting for ?  Let’s go then.”

“Get our Weapons”, Gordon told the others.  “Let’s do like the lady says !”
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[BloodChuckZ]

Lugging the weapons and ammo up the two flights of stairs to the First Level, Jerry and Floyd crossed the large space to where a ladder was set against the wall.  There, they had to climb straight up to the ground floor level of the Chem Plant, passing up the ammo and weapons in stages.  The ladder went through a rounded opening several feet thick, as it was the foundation that the entire weight of the Chem Plant sat upon. 

Within a meter of the edge of the ladder was the secret panel that led into the storage room on the first floor.  This was the disguised entryway to the levels underground, that before the bombings just two months ago was known to only a select few.  Now, the entire band of the Townies knew of it’s existence, thanks only to a wannabe Townie refugee from the Punks, and his big mouth.

Jerry tricked open the secret panel which opened up into the storage room.  It was an ordinary storage room, filled with all kinds of junk one would expect a storage room to have.  It was the perfect disguise.  Jerry and Floyd wound their way around various items of stuff until they got to the door, which led out to the Chem Plant floor proper, opened it and headed to the elevator.

The Townie Clique of discarded boys had hung out after hours at the Chem Plant for some time, and had never suspected that there was underground levels.  Not even their former leader, Edgar Munsen, had known about them, at least not that they knew about.  The workers in the main Chem Plant had long known about the Townies sneaking in the place after hours and during shutdowns, but did nothing to stop them.  The attitudes that prevailed in those days was to mind one’s own business, and besides, none of them were getting paid enough to be watchdogs on their time off.  Added to that was that they could care less.  The Townies were seen as harmless in that rough area of the Towns.

But Omar had apparently known, for after they had broken Jail, he had led them here.  At first they were overwhelmed with the luxury of their new quarters down on the third level....This was far superior to any digs that they had ever lived in, and with a nearby Kitchen, Recreation Room, and small Bathrooms near at hand, they were in hog heaven.  When the plan had been announced to snatch those two Bullworth bitches, they went right along with it, confident in their ability to exact the prefect revenge on those asshole schoolboys who had humiliated them.  But now, cracks were beginning to appear in that perfect plan.

Jerry and Floyd loaded the ammo and weapons in the elevator and closed the gate, punching the button for the fifth floor.  Jerry, in particular, was glad he didn’t have to tote the whole load up to the roof via the stairs and catwalks.  That was how they had to lug the two girls down here after the snatch, as the elevator did not work then.  It had only been last week, in fact, that Gurney had been able to repair the severed electrical connections that had been damaged in the explosions and restore power to the elevator.  It had been a real pain to navigate the wrecked areas, especially around the second floor, where most of damage had been done. 

Arriving at the fifth floor, the elevator came to a stop, and Jerry clattered the mesh-wire gate open.  Ahead of them was a long hallway that traversed the length of the building.  Jerry and Floyd picked up the ammo and weapons and made their way through the hallway, where it met a set of double steel doors.  Jerry stopped and entered a code on a square keypad by the doors, and they emitted a 'chink’ as a bolt was released and the doors slid open.

Beyond the doors, a circular catwalk snaked around and up, until it came up inside the small Access Shed on the roof.  It had been dimly lit most all the way up, but there was nearly no light inside the Shed.  The two Townies felt their way to the doorway, and opened it.  The sound of battle assaulted their ears, along with the wind, rain, and thunder.

POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!   POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!! 

KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!   KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!

In the flashes of lightening, Jerry and Floyd could see Nate, Sam, and Ian firing at a target of what looked like a barricade of crates off to the left, from behind their own crate barricade.  Jerry moved near the closest Townie, which was Ian.  He had to shout to be heard.  “How Is It Going ?”, he yelled.

“We’re Using Up A Lotta Ammo !”, Ian said back loudly over the battle noise.  “There’s A Bunch Of Them, Don’t Know How Many !”

“Can You Tell Who They Are ?”, Jerry shouted back, the thunder rumbling.

“No !”, Ian returned, “But Don’t Think They’re Cops Or Nothing.  They Would Have Brought Their Motorcycles And Stuff Up If They Was, And Surrounded Us !”

Jerry nodded, although Ian couldn’t see him.  “Think It’s Them School Kids ?”

“Donno”, Ian said, getting ready to fire again.  “There Sure Is A Lotta Them, Though !  We’re Gonna Need A Lot More Ammo To Hold ‘Em Off !”

“I’ll Go Back For Some More !”, Jerry shouted.  To Floyd, he said, “I’m Going Back Down For More Ammo !  Be Back In About 20 Minutes Or So !  You Stay And Help !”

Floyd started unpacking the Weapons and Ammo they had brought, and nodded.  “Just Don’t Take Too Long !  This Is Gonna Get Ugly !”
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[BloodChuckZ]

The battle still raged, growing more intense.  With four shooters now, using the powerful Air Rifles, the Townies seemed to have the advantage.  Even though it was dark and stormy, the guns were far more accurate that what the students had to use.  The Bottle Rocket’s fire, never very accurate to began with, was rendered nearly useless in the wind and rain.  The more accurate Spud Guns, less affected by the wind, had little effect even when they did strike the crates stacked three high that the Townies were barricaded behind. 

But the Townie’s shots that struck the barricade of crates that the students were using for cover would splinter and sometimes shatter them.  More crates were funneled from the Storage Shed to replace them, but Tony knew there were only so many.  If the battle to gain entry to the Chem Plant lasted too long, they would eventually run out of crates to keep their position fortified.  Added to that were the mounting casualties....Dan took a shoulder shot, and Bo took a Pellet to the thigh.  The Bullies lost Troy to a Pellet in the gut when he stupidly stood up trying to aim.  That brought the total sidelined to five, and the battle was barely a half-hour old.  Tony knew something would have to be done, or their standoff would soon turn into defeat.  He wished now that he had held out at least one of the Air Rifles they had tossed in the School Furnace last winter....But Max had been there, watching, and it would have been near impossible to hide even one. 

POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!   POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!! 

Nick saw the concern on Tony’s face when they ducked down to reload.  “We Should Try Using The M-80s !”, he shouted.

“Can’t”, Tony hollered back, “In This Wind They’ll Be Useless !  We Have To Think Of Something Else !”

“Look !!”, Nick said, and pointed. “Reinforcements !”

Coming up the ramp were the the Greasers, with Johnny and Lola in the lead, followed a ways back by the Nerds, led by a limping Fatty and Melvin.  Trailing behind them were a few of the Preps, Gord, Justin, and Parker, being led apparently by Bryce Montrose.  They were carrying the two Shields from Harrington House.

Tony went to meet them as the battle continued.  He Greeted Johnny.  “Hey, uh, thanks for coming.”

“Ey, no prob”, Johnny said.  “When Lola told me youse was goin’ after these freaks who messed up our Car and my boys, I just hadda come fer some payback.  Nobody messes with Johnny’s boys and gits away wid it !”

“Well, we sure can use the help”, Tony said, eyeing Lola.  How she had found out about this, Tony didn’t know.  “So...Let me tell you what we’re doing here...”

“Ay, just tell Peanut here, I’se be grabbing a weapon here and gettin’ to it”, Johnny said.

Tony turned to Peanut to explain about the crates for the barricade. It was then that he saw that Binky was also along, clinging to Peanut’s arm.  He also spotted Angie next to Hal.  “Um...These girls shouldn’t be here....It’s kinda dangerous....”

“Don’t be silly”, Lola piped up.  “We’ll just pass the ammunition.”  She smiled sweetly at Tony, communicating their shared secret.

“Um....All right”, he said, and briefly gave Peanut instructions.  Tony then moved back to talk with the Nerds.

“Melvin...Fatty....Glad you could come, after all”, Tony said, eying the huge cannon Fatty was carrying.  “Uh...What’s that thing ?”

“That...”, Thad boasted proudly, from behind Fatty, “Is the Th-uper Th-pud Gun!  Accurate to allmosts Three-Thundred Yards !”

“Wow, that’s impressive”, Tony said, impressed. “You...Uh, tried it out yet ?”

“Yeth !”, Thad exclaimed, “And ith’s AWESOME !”

Tony turned to Melvin.  “If that thing works, it could turn this battle...So, I’m real happy you guys brought it.”

“Well, Jimmette said we should come help”, Melvin said, “So...Here we are.”

Tony then saw that Jimmette was also in the pack of Nerds.  “Just...Uh, keep her back outta harm’s way....Ok ?”

“Oh, he will”, Fatty said nasally, and with a trace of jealously, Tony thought.  He pointed them to the frontlines and told them to see Nick, then moved on to see the Preps.

“I, uh...Didn’t expect you fellows”, Tony said to Bryce, eying the shields. 

“Pinky told us we should come, and said we should bring these”, Bryce said, indicating the Shields.  “Said they would help.”

“I heard about these”, Tony said, looking at the Shields.  “Think they will come in handy....We need to get in there, somehow....Maybe with these, we have a chance.”  He looked back at Bryce.  “So...Pinky got you to come ?”

“Yes...She came to me and explained some...Things”, Bryce said, a trace of irony in his voice.  “She said, here was our chance to even up the books on those who held our chaps bound at the house, and to redeem ourselves in the process.  That’s why we’re here.”

Tony looked at the Preps.  “Only....The four of you ?”

“We fellows don’t particularly care for the direction Tad is taking things”, Bryce related, “So, this is all I could muster, for now.  He didn’t object to those who wanted to come along, or for us taking the Shields....Points in his favor, I suppose.”  He looked at Gord, who was carrying the other Shield.  “What say, Chap ?  Shall be do battle with those Devils ?”

“Let’s do it !”, Gord replied with a lopsided smile.  Tony told them to see Nick, but his mind was forming a plan.  He needed to return to the battle, but saw one more group straggling up the ramp....Mandy, Gloria, Paige, and Amber, with Ray trailing behind.  He went to meet them.

“I thought you girls were staying behind, like we talked about”, he said to them.

“And leave Ted to get shot at again, and me not be there ?”, Mandy replied.  “No way.  Besides, you’re going to need someone to tend to the wounded, right ?  I know you have some, like last time.  We have rags and bandages.”

Tony had to concede she was right.  Besides, he was allowing those other girls to be here, and he couldn’t very well say no.  “There’s five wounded, so far.  Go ahead, but for cripes sake, stay outta the line of fire.  That means you too, Ray.”

The girls and Ray agreed and moved on.  Tony hurried ahead to get back, thinking about how to best use the Shields and Super Spud Gun when the chance presented itself.  It was becoming clearer in his mind what should be done....But it would be risky.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Jerry rode the elevator back down, getting out at the ground floor and rattling the wire gate shut.  He headed towards the Storage Room and wound around to the secret panel, going through and closing it, then climbing down the ladder to the first level.  Jerry looked around briefly in the dim light.  There wasn’t much to see here, just some long crates of stuff, some lined up in rows, presumably waiting to be shipped out.  Ringing the perimeter of the level were what looked like Labs.  Jerry had never investigated them, or anything on the first level, for that matter. 

He headed across the space towards the alcove where the steps led down to the second level, passing a set of steel doors that couldn’t be opened, at least not by them.  Jerry knew there were identical sets of steel doors on all three levels, and none of them were able to be opened.

Gurney, who had fixed the damaged conduits to the elevator and restored the power to it, as well as the underground levels, was at a loss to explain just why the electronic locks couldn’t be opened.  The power was there, but they refused to budge.  It was supposed that the doors led to an elevator of some kind, but nobody knew.  It would have been nice if they had, for it got tiring going clear up to the roof anytime they wanted to leave.  Climb Up, Climb Down, Jerry thought wirily.  At least they were getting their exercise.

But Jerry was tired.  He’d been up all day, stealing boats, going to the Carnival and then down the river.  The only break he’d gotten was coming back from the small river dock via the secret tunnel to the third level.  Even though it was a long walk, Jerry had taken his time.  He had been hoping to sleep tonight, and to prepare for tomorrow, when he expected Omar would use him somehow to pick up the ransom for these little bitches.  But now, it looked like his night would be spent running up ammo up to the roof for as long as it took to beat back this sudden attack.

Going down the stairs to the second level alcove, he entered the level and took a brief look around.  The lights were still blazing in the large Animal Testing Lab where they had recaptured those bitch girls.  In a way, it was sort of funny.  That little dark-haired one’s screams led them right to the wannabe escapees, and the honey blonde one was tugging on her instead of saving her own skin.  Not that they would have gotten away, anyhow.  Jerry was glad he had a strong stomach, though.  All the dead animals going to rot in those cages almost made him lose his lunch.

Jerry skirted around to where the alcove was for the stairs to down to the third level.  These stairs were in a different alcove from the ones up to the first level he had just come down, in fact several yards away.  Those little bitches hadn’t had time to find the alcove that led up, so they had run off into the dark Animal Testing Lab, hoping to fool their pursuers.  But the ruse hadn’t worked for long.  Jerry took the down steps two at a time, despite his weariness, and went down the hall to report to Omar.

“Um...I gotta run more ammo up to them”, Jerry said as he approached Omar.

“Whatsamatter ?  Why they need more ?”, Omar fumed.  “It’s only a few of them kids, ain’t it ?”

“Well, I couldn’t tell”, Jerry said, “It’s dark, and there’s only shadows except when the lightening flashes.....Ian said there was a lot of them, though.”

“Shit !”, Omar replied, and swore some more.  “Take another bag of ammo to them then, but only that.  Tell them Greenies to hold 'em off at any cost !”

From the chairs where she and Melody were chained up, Karen spoke suddenly.  “Trouble in your Paradise, losers ?  You just wait until Tony shows up, you bastards are gonna be in a world of hurt when him and Nick find out what you’ve done to us !”

“You’re a....Monster !”, Melody squeaked.  It was coming back to her what the Townies had been doing to her.

Gritting his teeth, Omar whirled on them.  Glaring, he said fiercely, “That’s enough out of you bitches !  Any more of your moronic comments, and I’ll Duct Tape your mouths shut !!  Understand !?”

“You...”, Karen started, then stopped.  With a look of hatred, she glared at her and Melody’s tormenters. 

Leon and Otto were hovering in the back of the Rec Room.  “You, uh...Wantin’ us to do anything ?”, Leon asked, nervously.

Omar pulled his gaze away from Karen and looked towards Leon and Otto.  “Go back and get out our weapons and ammo, and bring them here, just in case.”

The three Townies went to carry out their orders.  A minute later, Gurney came into the room.  “Perimeter is secure, on all three levels.  No sign of intruders.”

“Doubtful they can even find a way down here, even so”, Omar said to him, then drew close and lowered his voice.  “Get Duncan, and bring his sorry ass in here to help guard these sluts....And he better not fuck up this time.  Then, go check out the escape tunnel....Make sure the lights are on, in case we have to dump this joint in a hurry.”

“Right”, Gurney drawled, and went off to round up Duncan.  Omar picked up the Walkie-Talkie and pressed the talk button.  “How is it up there ?  Report !”

A few seconds went by, the the radio crackled to life.  “Holding Our Own”, the voice of Ian said, “But We Need That Extra Ammo !” 

Omar could hear the pneumatic sounds of the Air Rifles being fired in the background, as well as explosions for what sounded like Bottle Rockets and sounds of things spatting against wood and metal.  A sense of relief went through him.  If the attackers had been the Cops or the Feds, they would be using real guns, not those schoolkid’s toys.  “Some more is on the way....Hold your positions !”

“Will Do”, Ian responded, and in the background the firing seemed to die down.  “I think we can run them out of ammo first.......”

Ian trailed off, but still had the button depressed.  Omar heard some shuffling noises, then voices from the other Townie newbies on the roof.  “Dear Gawd !”, one exclaimed.  “What The Hell Is That ?”, another cried.  The firing started up again, intensely, and more cries went up.  Suddenly the Walkie-Talkie was dropped and the connection was severed.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Tony’s plan was being put into action.  Having his forces assembled along the crate line lay down a steady sustained fire of Spud Gun and Bottle Rocket fire, he had the Nerds throw Stink Bombs at the distant Townies barricade.  Although the Stink Bombs fell short of actually reaching the barricade, they sent up enough clouds of noxious fumes to hide what Tony was engineering. 

As the greenish clouds blocked the Townie’s view, several crates were pulled back along the student’s line.  Through this gap, Tony sent two Preps, Bryce and Gord, carrying the Harrington House Shields in front of them.  Right behind them went Melvin with the Super Spud Gun.  Tony, Nick, and Laurent followed close behind.  The strange line snaked it’s way toward the Townie barricade in front of the Access Shed.

They had to hold up a bit until the Stink Bomb fumes dispersed.  The next flashes of lightening revealed to the Townies the strange procession coming right at them.  All they could see in the intermittent flashes was the images of the two Shields, and the unexpected sight generated immediate alarm in their ranks.

“Dear Gawd !”, Floyd Exclaimed, eyes bugging.  He had seen one of those Shields already, in the Nerd‘s Observatory.

“What The Hell Is That ?", Nate shouted, blinking furiously at the advancing sight.

Ian, who had been talking on the Walkie-Talkie with Omar, looked on speechless as the strange Shields advanced.  So surprised was he at the sight, he dropped the Walkie-Talkie onto the roof surface, where it broke open.  “OPEN FIRE !!!”, he screamed, “OPEN FIRE !!!!!”

The Townies targeted the Shields and began pouring a steady stream of Pellets at them, which bounced off harmlessly.  As the column advanced to within a few feet of the barricade, darkness took over again as the thunder rolled.  Bryce and Gord separated slightly and Melvin pushed the Super Spud Gun through the gap between them.  At the next lightening flashes, Melvin opened up, firing round after round of the Supper Spud Gun at the middle of the Townie’s barricade.

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!

The accelerated force of the Spuds from the Super Spud Gun shattered the crates it hit.  Melvin moved the aim in an up and down position, until a hole was created in the barricade right in front of the Access Shed’s lone door.  Melvin then targeted the door itself, unleashing a fresh round that battered the thin steel door.  Melvin tried for the center of the door, trying to bash the door with enough rounds to spring it open.

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!

The Townies were taken aback at the force of the attack, and had hunkered down for cover.  The Door sprung open, bent and twisted, right before the Super Spud Gun ran out of ammo.  Tony pushed through then, tossing a couple of lit M-80s into the gap.  Although the explosions did no harm to the Townies, it disoriented them enough to allow Tony, Nick, and Laurent to slip through the gap in the barricade unchallenged and run through the now open door.

“Fall Back !!!”, Melvin cried as a way to let the Preps know he was out of Spuds.  Backing up quickly, with Melvin retreating behind them, Bryce and Gord kept their Shields in front of them as they returned to their barricade.  Regaining their senses, the Townies began to fire on their opponent’s line again, once more in the dark.  The students answered with a barrage of their own, and a lucky shot from a Bottle Rocket nailed Sam, knocking him out.

Inside, Tony, Nick and Laurent moved as quickly as they could in the dark around the circular enclosed catwalk towards their first inside barrier between them and the Kidnapped Girls.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Carefully moving along, feeling his way, Tony’s dream image bloomed in his mind.  He knew what was ahead.  Holding his Spud Gun in his hand, he felt for the railing he knew had to be there, and grasped it.  Behind him, Laurent walked, catlike.  Nick brought up the rear, his weapon at the ready, looking behind them in case any of the Townies had followed them.  But none did, it seemed they were far too occupied to chase them.

After what seemed like a long time, but was less than a minute, Tony felt the railing drop away.  He felt out with his hand, and as in his dream, encountered the steel doors.  Feeling the surface, the palm of his hand burned.  Tony brought it to his face, but there was no glow.  Then he remembered, and began fumbling around in his pocket for the piece of paper he had jammed there earlier, and dug out his lighter from the other pocket, shifting his weapon to do so. 

In the flickering light from his lighter, he saw the square Keypad set to the side of the doors.  He bent to examine it as Laurent and Nick crowded close.  It contained not numbers, but letters.  There were five rows of five letters each, all jumbled up.  One letter was missing in the mix, but Tony couldn’t tell which. 

Nick took a look at the paper in Tony’s hand, where he had written the code from his dream, VX-CHONPS.  “That’s interesting”, Nick commented as Tony began to enter the code on the pad, punching in the letters as he found them.  “That code contains the components of VX Nerve Gas.”

“Nerve Gas ?”, Tony exclaimed, pausing and looking at Nick.  “How would you know that ?  I thought you sucked at Chemistry !”

“I do suck at Chemistry”, Nick said dryly, “But I know about VX.  Me and my Mom used to live close to a place called Newport, where the Government stored a lot of that shit.  It’s so lethal that one drop on your skin can kill you.  There was big write-ups in the papers when they began to dilute it with other chemicals to, as they called it, ‘destroy’ it.  We moved away to L.A. after that, and not soon enough for me, I’ll tell you.  Bein’ around that stuff made me nervous.”

That was a long speech, especially for Nick.  Again, Tony wondered about him.  Nick never said much about his past life or even his family.  Tony could relate, for he didn’t confide to anyone about that sort of stuff either, not even to Karen.  Not many kids did.  But Nick seemed to have had some unusual experiences.

Tony had no further time to dwell on the matter, for as he entered the last letter on the Keypad, the steel doors unlocked with a metallic ‘chink’ and rolled open.

Out before them was a long, dimly lit hallway that seemed to stretch the length of the Chem Plant.  Securing his weapon, Tony motioned the others forward and began to move silently down the hallway. 

“Wait !”, Laurent said, still standing in the open doorway.  “We will have to block this open, so the others can follow !”

“Like those Townies up there ?”, Nick said snidely.  “We don’t need them on our tail, not with those Air Rifles.”

Laurent shook his head.  “They will already know ze code, our forces do not !”, he said.  “We must keep these doors from closing !”

Mentally, Tony slapped his head.  Of course.  Laurent was right.  “Um...Nick ?  Could you go on up ahead and see if you can find something...?”

“Already on it”, Nick said, rather embarrassed at not thinking of that.  Tony watched Nick tred down the hallway, weapon at the ready, and disappear into the gloom.  It seemed like a long time, but it was only a couple minutes before Nick reappeared, carrying a short length of steel pipe.

“Here”, he grunted, “Saw this on one of them catwalks.”  Nick set the pipe down crossways in the tracks of the steel doors, and had Laurent step out of the way.  As soon as he did, the steel doors began to roll  closed, but caught and jammed on the steel pipe.  There was sudden whining sound as the doors attempted to overcome the obstruction, then sprays of sparks and smoke erupted from both keypads.  Abruptly, the motion of the doors stopped.

“That’ll hold them”, Nick said with a rare smile.

“Right”, Tony said, relieved.  “Let’s Go !”

The boys tracked down the long hallway.  At the terminal end was an elevator shaft, enclosed in metal mesh wire, just as Tony had seen in his dream.  Catwalks went out from both sides to the left and right from in front of the elevator.

Tony searched, and then found what he was looking for.  The red call button was at the ready, and Tony pressed on it.  The elevator motor whirred to life as something moved far below.

“I suppose you saw that in your dream”, Nick commented, and Tony nodded.  “Any thing else you remember ?”

“No...This was it”, Tony said as the elevator rose up the shaft.  “We’re on our own now.”
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[BloodChuckZ]

“Ian ?  Come in, Ian !”, Omar spoke into the Waklie-Talkie.  Only static answered him. After more time uselessly trying, Omar slammed the Walkie-Talkie down on the table.  “SHIT !!!”, he cursed.

“Trouble ?”, Karen jeered, despite Omar’s threat to gag her.  “What you Pervos gonna do now ?”

“I Told You To SHUT UP !!!”, Omar exploded.  “You got a problem with your EARS ?”

“No problem at all”, Karen replied.  “You’re keeping us underground, aren’t you ?  Levels ?  Your rotten friends up above ?  I can hear fine....Just Fine.”

“You think you’re smart, don’t you girlie ?”, Omar hissed.  “You keep rappin’ yer trap, and the others are gonna find out that you two know a hell’ve lot more than you shoulds.  I won’t be able to protect you bitches from the others....You ever think of that, Smarty ?”

“I....I didn’t think of that....”, Karen uttered, an icy touch of fear stealing over her.

Just then, Jerry came by the front of the Rec Room, lugging the bag of ammo.  “Ok, I’m goin’ up now !”

Omar turned his attention to Jerry.  “You still here ?  Get that shit up there, pronto !  And report back quickly.  I wanna know what’s goin’ on up there !”

Jerry nodded and began lugging the bag of ammo down the hall towards the alcove stairway.  As he was doing so, Leon and Otto appeared, lugging more ammo into the Rec Room. “Uh...Where should we stash this ?”, Leon asked.

“Put it in the back there”, Omar muttered, pointing to the back of the Rec Room.

“Where’s Jerry off to ?”, Otto asked, “Taking ammo up ?”

“Yeah”, Omar said.  “Looks like it gonna take a little longer to beat those snots down.  But we’ll get ‘em.  They’ll be cryin’ and full of Pellets.”

“You want we should go up and help ?”, Leon ventured.

Omar went to reply, but Karen cut in suddenly.  “Yeah, do that...Our friends can pick them off too, and when Tony and Nick come to get us, there’ll be less of you rapist fucks to deal with.”

“Karen, shut up !”, Melody squeaked.  “You’re making it worse !”

“How much worse can it be ?”, Karen said, her heart pounding in spite of her bravado. “They’ve already done their worst to us.”

Omar glowered at Karen.  “You best listen to your cumbag friend, bitch, and keep your pie-hole closed.”  To Leon and Otto, he said, “No....Stay here and run the perimeter, and check upstairs every few minutes.  Just as a precaution.  They can’t possibly find their way down here, even if they do get in.  Besides, with all that ammo, they’ll get cut to ribbons if they even try.”  But even as he said those words, doubts were creeping into his mind. 

At this moment, Gurney returned with Duncan in tow.  “Found him sacked out in one of the rooms”, he announced.

“That so ?”, Omar said disgustedly.  “Get over here, freak, and guard these bitches.  And don’t let me be catchin’ you sleepin’ no more tonight !”

Ok, Ok, I’m going”, Duncan mumbled.  “Just don’t hit me no more !”

“I’ll do more than that if you fuck up again !”, Omar threatened.  He let out a sigh of frustration, but knew he had to keep his cool.  The boys couldn’t see him coming unglued.  He headed off toward the Level’s Kitchen.  Maybe a late night snack would help sooth his frayed nerves.
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[BloodChuckZ]

The large flaps opened and the lift returned to the top. The two Agents on the lift remained silent until they stepped off, then went to confer with the other Agents standing nearby, under the shadow of the two big tanks of the Industrial Water Treatment Plant. 

“Everything checks out”, the first Agent, whose name was Kellerman said.  “Underground entrances to all the buildings are open, except for one....The Chemical Plant.”

“We found those access doors welded shut, at all three levels”, the second Agent reported, whose name was Hill.  “Looks like Harrington’s people made sure everything was sealed off before they cut and ran.”

“I see”, Agent Hosty said.  “It’s like we suspected, to run up against something like this.”  He turned to Agent Greer, who was standing alongside him.  “See if that Chief can round up some Acetylene Tanks and Cutting Torches.  They’re sure to have some around on the Docks or in one of those Warehouses somewhere.”

“Right”, Agent Greer answered, and went off to speak with Chief O’Rouke, who was over by the gates near the street.  As he did so, two more Police cars pulled up on Meats Road, followed by three more dark-colored Government Vehicles.  As Agent Greer conferred with the Chief, more Agents spilled from the vehicles, arms at the ready.  Officers exited their vehicles also, it appeared the entire Bullworth Police Force was here.  Everyone gathered around the Chief and Agent Greer, and a discussion ensued.  Within minutes, the Officers and some of the Agents returned to their cars and sped off in different directions to round up what Agent Hosty had requested. 

Agent Hosty returned to where Agents Hill and Kellerman were standing.  “It won’t be long now. I just hope we can get inside that place in time, before.....”  Here, he trailed off.

The Agents stood grim faced, the unspoken danger left unsaid.

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Constantinos snuck from the shadows of the Save Warehouse as the cars pulled up on Meats Street.  It was unlikely he would be seen in the darkness and the storm, but he wasn’t taking any chances.  He headed through the outskirts of the Semi Loading Complex and followed the Rail Line deeper into the Industrial Area.  On the way, he tried calling both Tony and Nick on the Cell Phone, but both calls went right to voice mail.  They must have turned them off.

Emerging from the underpass, Tiffany and the boys that had brought her here saw the retreating form of Constantinos in the lightening flashes that lit up the sky with a strobe-like effect.  A ripple of excitement rose in her. “Look !”, she pointed, “There he goes !”

Gordon, Ivan, and Trevor had seen.  There was also something else they noticed, a bevy of cars off to the left, crowded around the Meats Street and Spencer Road by the Save Warehouse. “What’s going on with that ?”. Trevor wondered.

“Who Cares ?”, Tiffany said, her eyes fastened on the back of Constantinos, now trotting down the Rail Line.  “Let’s Go !”, she said breathlessly, anticipation evident in her voice.  Tiffany began running lightly across the street towards the Rail Line.  The boys looked at one another and shrugged, then followed behind.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Tony, Nick, and Laurent had indeed shut their Cell Phones off, as the descended in the Elevator towards the lower floors of the Chem Plant.  They looked out into the dim light at the destruction wrought by the bombings as they passed the floors through the mesh wire on the way down.  None made any comment, as they agreed to remain silent, having no idea of what awaited them below.

Their weapons were at the ready as the elevator came to a stop on the ground floor.  Nick rattled the elevator gate open and they exited quickly at once, expecting all the while to be fired on.  If there ever a time that they were virtually sitting ducks to be picked off, this was it.  They headed off in different directions in the dim interior to find shelter from any anticipated fire.

After a few minutes, it became apparent that no defense attack was forthcoming.  In fact, it was eerily silent.  They could hear the far-off sounds of thunder, which echoed weakly from the outside.  As they realized that nobody was keeping guard, they began to seek one another out, coming together again near some skids of fertilizer.

“Does not seem to be any persons here”, Laurent whispered.

“I’m not hearing anything either”, Nick said in a low voice. 

“Seems strange they wouldn’t guard this floor”, Tony mused quietly.  “They have to know they are under attack.  Makes no sense, unless....”

“Unless....They’re sure nobody can get to them”, Nick finished.

“That means....”, Tony paused.  “The way down must be hidden, somehow.”  They all looked about in the dim light.  The level was basically open in the middle, containing pallets of boxed and bagged chemicals, mostly fertilizers and the like.  Ringed around the area, towards the outer wall, were what seemed like various offices, labs, and unidentified rooms.  “We’ll have to start looking, probably in all them rooms”, Tony continued, “We’ll have to use our flashlights, I think we can without worrying about being seen, since there don’t seem.....”

“Shhh !!!”, Nick said suddenly.  “Quiet !!  I hear something !”

The boys fell silent.  Listening intently, they turned their eyes towards the sounds that seemed to be coming from the South of them.  They crept closer to the noise, which sounded like something being dragged.  The sound continued, then stopped.  Then suddenly, a door was pulled open in a room with no windows a little to the left of them.  The boys immediately shrunk back behind a Pallet of bagged fertilizer, peering over the edge.

The figure of Jerry appeared, his back to them, pulling a large canvas sack out through the now-open doorway.  As the sack cleared the frame, he reached back in and shut the door.  That done, Jerry resumed dragging the sack across the floor, heading towards the elevator.

Tony looked at the others and made a small signal with his hand, then aimed his Spud Gun.  Nick and Laurent targeted Jerry as well, tracking his path.  “Now”, Tony whispered, and squeezed the trigger, with Nick and Laurent following.

SPLAT !!!!!!!!!!    SPLAT !!!!!!!!!!    SPLAT !!!!!!!!!!

The three Spuds hit Jerry, one in the gut, doubling him over, the next in the shoulder, spinning him around, and the third in the leg, knocking him down.  In a flash, the boys were on him, training their weapons for another shot.

“Ohhh....I can’t feel my legs !”, Jerry moaned.  “You ruptured my stomach !”

“We’ll do more than that”, Tony said.  “Where are the girls ?”

“Are you friggin’ Stupid ?”, Jerry groaned,  “I ain’t tellin’ you nothing !”

“You took them, didn’t you ?”, Tony said harshly, “You and your asshole friends !”

”You must be pretty stupid”, Jerry said, “I’m not even gonna answer that.”

“Haul him up”, Nick said, “I’ll get him to talk.”

Tony and Nick reached down and pulled Jerry upright, wrestling his arms behind him, while Nick kept his weapon trained on his head.  “Show us the way down”, Nick said menacingly.

“You’re not too bright, are you ?”, Jerry said, “I ain’t tellin’ you that !”

Freeing one hand, Nick sent a hard punch into Jerry’s jaw, rocking his head back.  Jerry attempted a laugh which didn’t quite come out right.  “You call that a punch ?”, he taunted.  “I can hardly feel that !”

Nick drew back again and sent a hard smash into Jerry’s nose.  “Owwwww !”, he howled, blood running down his face.  “Son of a Bitch, I’m bleeding, for cripes sake !”  He spit out the blood that was leaking into his mouth.  “I’m gonna get you back for this !”

“That so ?”, Nick said, and jumping up, kicked Jerry hard in the nuts.

“ARRUUGGGHHH !”, Jerry screamed.  “I’ll Never be able to piss again !  You‘re gonna regret that one, Bigshot !  You know who you‘re messin‘ with ?”

“I know Slime when I see it”, Nick said.  “You’re nothing but a Turd to me.”

“You’re stupider than a piece of Turd !”, Jerry shot back.  “Back off, you dumb animal !”

“We need to secure him”, Nick said to Tony.

“I have some rope with myself”, volunteered Laurent.

Nick swept Jerry’s legs out from under him, and he went down, with Tony still restraining his arms.  Laurent dug into his backpack and produced a length of sturdy rope.  The boys bound Jerry’s arms and hands behind him, and drug him back to his feet.

“You can’t do this to me, do you know who I am ?”, Jerry complained, trying to yank free and failing.  “Look, I haven’t done anything to you, Ok ?”

“Not Ok, you’re gonna tell us how to get down to where your asshole pals are holding Karen and Melody !”, Tony said harshly.  Tony took a look at the bag Jerry had been dragging across the floor, and went over to it.  Looking inside, he exclaimed, “Ammo !  It’s all Pellets !”

“We should stash that somewhere out of sight”, Nick said.  “Them bastards up above are gonna run out, that’s where he was going with it.  We can outlast them up there pretty soon.”

Tony eyed the door where Jerry had emerged from.  “He came out of that room over there, the way down must be in there !  I’m gonna go look.”  Tony went over to the door that Jerry had come out of and pushed it open.  It wasn’t locked.

“Hey Kid, you can’t go in there !”, Jerry cried.

“Watch me”, Tony retorted.  Looking back, he said, “Bring him.”

Nick and Laurent hauled a struggling Jerry across the floor and pushed him through the doorway. Then the boys pulled out their flashlights and shone them around the room.  It was not large.  There were metal shelves lining some of the walls, with various things on them.  It appeared to be a storage room of some kind, as there was also items of stuff scattered here and there on the floor.  The boys dumped Jerry on the floor and started inspecting the room.

“You’re never going to get down there”, Jerry mocked. “Even if you could, we’re gonna wipe your asses with the Floor !”

“We’ll see about that”, Nick muttered, and began digging in his own backpack.  Fishing out something, he approached Jerry with an object hidden from his sight.  “One more time.  How do we get down there ?”, Nick said, his voice full of acid.

“Get Bent”, Jerry said.  No sooner had the words left his mouth than Nick raised the object he was holding, a Spray Paint can, and shot a load into Jerry’s eyes.

“ARRRUUUGGGHHH !!!  I CAN’T SEE !!”, Jerry screamed.  “MY FUCKING EYES !!!”

With his other hand, Nick began beating the helpless Townie, in his guts, in his chest, and on his face.  “Spill, You Motherfucker, Or I’ll Beat You To Death !!”

“No, Please, I’ll do anything you say, just don’t hit me no more !!”, Jerry gasped, squeezing his eyes rapidly and trying to clear the Spray Paint from them.

“Tell us how to get down there”, Nick said in the deadliest voice Tony had ever heard him use.

“It’s...It’s that back panel....Behind the rack, there’s....A Lever....”, Jerry spit out, crumpled in pain.

Tony and Laurent quickly searched.  “Found it”, Tony announced.  His fingers closed on the hidden lever, and pulled it.  A panel in the back wall slid open.  Beyond it, their flashlights revealed a circular hole in the floor, set in contrite, with a ladder poking a bit up from it.

Tony eyed Laurent.  “Stash that Ammo out there, hide it.  Go back, up the elevator, and wait for the others.  Show them how to get down here.  If you come yourself, make sure somebody stays to show any others the way.”

“Right”, Laurent said.  “We will be with you soon, I can promise that !”  Laurent left the room then to attend to business.  As he exited, Jerry stirred.

“I can’t believe it”, Jerry said weakly.  “I’m Intelligent, this can’t be happenin’ to me !”

“Believe it”, Nick said tersely.  “You Scum are gonna pay for Kidnapping our girls !”

Jerry uttered a low, painful laugh. “You dumbo school kids ain’t gonna like what you find.” 

“What do you mean by that ?”, Tony asked from across the room.  “You fucking freaks better not have hurt them any !”

Jerry coughed and then chuckled.  “Have you ever got to home base with two chicks at the same time ?”

Tony looked on, confused, not understanding.  But Nick’s face suddenly became enraged.  He picked up his Spud Gun and pointed it at Jerry’s head.

“No, Don’t !”, Jerry exclaimed, “They made me do it !”

Nick pulled the trigger and shot a Spud directly into Jerry’s forehead, who flopped backwards, knocked out.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Constantinos came up the ramp to quite a sight.  The firefight on the Chem Plant roof was in full throttle.  As he approached, the first thing he saw was a sort of Triage Area, illuminated by a few flashlights and the frequent flashes of lightening.  Constantinos counted six girls, all tending to the wounded with various rags and bandages, that were grouped a ways back from the main fire.  He saw Troy, Wade, & Ethan from the Bullies, Dan, Bo & Kirby from the Jocks, Ricky & Vance from the Greasers, and Cornelius from the Nerds being tended to for various injuries.  As he watched, Lucky of the Greasers was dragged over by the others with a Pellet shot to the leg.

He moved closer to what was the ‘Front Line’ and saw some of the kids that were dragging out wooden crates from the storage area and pushing them towards the line to replace shattered ones, other kids were firing from what cover they had.  Behind them, others were busy reloading weapons and passing them forward, receiving the spent weapons in return to reload those.  He saw Mandy and Lola passing ammo to those reloading.

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!

POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!   POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!  POW-THUNK !!!!

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!

The Townie adversaries were not firing back as much as the Students were managing to fire at them, but the Townie shots from the Air Rifles were proving to be making hits, whereas the efforts of the Students were yielding nothing.  Constantinos approached a group gathered nearby the wall, who appeared to be in a heated discussion.

“I say we assault them again, like before”, Ted was saying.

“Naw, man, wait until they runs out of ammo, then we go gets them”, Johnny disagreed.

“The Super Spud Gun is loaded and primed for another run”, put in Melvin, “We should go !”

“Yeah, well that be up to who’s carrying dose Shields, Don’cha think ?”, Johnny retorted, pointing at Bryce and Gord.  “Mebbe they don’t wants to be sittin’ ducks.”  Johnny’s comment was a direct disrespect aimed at the Preps, whom he considered cowards.

Bryce let the insult pass.  “Well, I am game, if you are ?”, he said to Gord.

“I’m up for it”, Gord replied.  “Worked before....These Shields are amazing.”

“Then that’s it”, Ted said, “Get ready to go on my mark.”  Ted had sort of taken charge since Tony and Nick, with Laurent trailing, had gone inside with the last assault.

“Wait”, Constantinos interrupted.  “Is that all you have ?”, he asked, indicating the Spud and Bottle Rocket Guns in Ted and Johnny’s hands. 

“Sure”, Johnny replied, shrugging.  “What else is there ?”

Constantinos sluffed off his backpack and dug around it it.  “These”, he said, removing something and holding out his hands.  The others took a look and his handful of M-80s. 

“Whoa....There must be....20 of those there”, Ted exclaimed.  “Where did you get those ?  Calderone and Penty took with them whatever they had.”

“I have even more”, Constantinos said.  “I’ve been.....Hoarding them.  Just in case....”

“Ain’t you suspended ?”, Johnny grunted suddenly to Constantinos.

“Well....Yeah....But I’m here to help out, anyway”, Constantinos responded, realizing as he said it that he needed redemption too.

“Then it’s a plan”, Ted declared.  “Line up behind us.  When Melvin blasts those crates, lob some of those in there.  Let’s do it !”

The formation made ready again, Bryce and Gord in the front, Melvin behind with the Super Spud Gun, Johnny and Ted behind them, with Constantinos squeezed in the middle.  When there came a lull in the Townie’s firing, they set off, advancing on their barricade once again.
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[BloodChuckZ]

Tony and Nick, having climbed down the ladder to the first lever, cautiously took a look around.  In the dim light, there was nobody in evidence.  Still, the boys hunched down and tred quietly.  The level looked like a warehouse of sorts, although there wasn’t much here, just a few long crates lined up in rows.  Ringed around the level was what seemed to be Labs.  Tony went past the set of steel doors that looked familiar, and paused to investigate them.

“Hey, look !”, he whispered, “These look like those ones we saw in the tunnels !”

Nick didn’t answer.  When Tony turned to look, Nick wasn’t there.  Instead, Nick had gone off to inspect those long crates, which lay about 25 feet away.  Tony went over to see just what was so interesting about them.



“Whadda you doing ?”, Tony said lowly, as he came up beside Nick.  “We gotta find the way down, and then find the girls !”

“Look at this”, Nick said, seemingly ignoring Tony’s urgency.  “Check out the Label.”

“Huh ?”, Tony said, confused.  “What for ?”

“Just look”, Nick repeated.  Tony looked.  In the dim-ish light, he could just make out the letters IUPAC stamped onto the white shipping tag of the crate. 

“Yeah...So what ?”, Tony said, eager to get going.  “That supposed to mean something ?”

“It stands for the.....International Union of Pure and Applied Chemistry”, Nick said tightly.  He suddenly started looking around.  “We gotta open this crate.”  Nick began hunting around, trying to find something to pry open the crate.

“Have you lost your mind ?”, Tony said, forgetting to stay quiet.  “Com’on, we got a mission to do !”

But Nick kept rooting around, finally returning with some sort of Pry Bar.  He shoved it under the lip of the lid and began working the lid off.  Tony watched with increasing confusion.  What the hell was wrong with him ?

Nick pried the lid loose and pushed it aside.  “Just as I thought”, he said, suddenly pulling back.  “Bastards !!!”

Tony looked inside the crate, and saw a sight that stunned him.  In a flash, he had a realization.  This was what Harrington had built his empire on....Banned Biological Weapons.



The VX Nerve Gas canisters glistened in the weak light.  Tony moved his hand in to dust off the fine writing on one of the canisters.

“Don’t Touch That !!”, Nick said urgently.  “If those things have leaked any....”

Tony hastily pulled his hand back.  “So, this was what it was really all about”, he said wonderingly.  “The Isolated Valley, the shutting off of the outside world, all the secrecy, all the corruption.....All that, just to sell death and destruction.”

“It’s just a good thing the Punks didn’t know about these levels when they set those C-4 charges”, Nick said.  “Otherwise, we’d all be dead.”

Tony gingerly replaced the lid on the crate, his hands just a bit shaky.  “Yeah, guess so.”  He turned to Nick.  “We gotta get the girls outta here.  More than ever now.”
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[BloodChuckZ]

The Assault line snaked towards the Townie barricade once again.  Furiously, the remaining trio of Nate, Floyd, and Ian fired salvos at the Shields with the same result as before, the Pellets ricocheting off the tough surfaces.  When Bryce and Gord were close enough, Melvin poked the Super Spud Gun between them and opened fire, targeting the right side of the broken barricade of crates, where Floyd stood alone.

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!! 

The rapid fire Spuds smashed and splintered the crates to pieces, leaving Floyd exposed to the withering fire.  Floyd tried to escape then, but was cut down by a fresh fuselage of Spuds that hit him in the guts, chest, and finally his head.  Knocked out, Floyd fell to the roof’s surface to join the already-unconscious Sam.  Melvin next turned his fire on the crates that Nate and Ian were sheltered behind, concentrating on the upper rows of crates before he ran out of Spud ammo. 

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!

The crates disintegrated into Nate and Ian’s faces.  Melvin tried to fire another round, but the Super Spud Gun had run out of ammo.  Constantinos ducked around to the right and began lighting and throwing M-80s into the breech, toward the doorway to block the Townies from escaping into the building. 

BLAM !!!  BLAM !!!  BLAM !!!  BLAM !!!  BLAM !!!  BLAM !!!  BLAM !!!  BLAM !!!

Nate and Ian panicked.  No longer even trying to fire their Air Rifles, their escape route cut off, they huddled behind the remaining lower row of crates as the M-80s went off around them.

“Move Back !”, Melvin urged, “Out of the Way !”

Bryce and Gord understood, moving off the the left, opening up a direct line of fire from the Students at the barricade line.  “Open Fire !”, ordered Ted, and the Students laid down a steady, withering fire at the remains of the Townie barricade.

SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  KA-POW !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!  SPLAT !!!

Unobserved, Tiffany watched with shining eyes and a fast orgasmic stirring at her plaything Constantinos, as he bravely took it to the armed Townies.  Her breathing was fast and hard, her legs weak and rubbery.  This was even better than any love scene in any book she had ever read.  Her fantasies rose to new heights as the book she had carried from the Dorm Attic slipped from her fingers and fell to the roof of the Chem Plant, unnoticed.

Unable to rise up and defend themselves, Nate and Ian crawled around the edge of the Access Shed to escape the fire.  Seeing this, the Students rose and vaulted their barricade.  “Let’s Gets Them !!”, yelled Johnny, and the mass of Students charged onto the roof at the Access Shed, some cutting around to the right to cut off the Townies route of escape, the bulk heading to the left directly at the corner of the Access Shed.

Running behind the Access Shed, Nate and Ian were met by a wave of advancing Students coming at them from around the other side.  Reversing course, they ran an angular path around the edge of the roof.  Because of the six-foot high fence that ran around the perimeter of the Chem Plant roof, there was not even a way to quickly jump off.  The Students began to chase Nate and Ian around the roof in an almost comical scene, punching, taunting, and slapping them as a cat would do to it’s prey.  Finally, Ian and Nate were both tackled and wrestled down to the roof, the Students raining blows on them much as the steady rain was falling on everyone. 

Within a minute, the fight was over, the Students parting to let the two biggest among them deliver the final blows.  “RUSSELL SMASH !!”, he bellowed, as he planted a huge fist to Ian’s head, knocking him out.  A few feet away, Bob grinned as he shook Nate before planting his huge ham-like fist dead center in his face.  Nate went limp, and Bob smiled in the direction of Russell, who smiled back.  They might meet in the Hole someday, but tonight, they were brothers in a common cause.

“Let’s Go !!!”, Ted shouted as the Townies were dealt with, and the Students began to pour into the doorway of the Access Shed, heading into the interior.  For the moment, Constantinos held back, gathering Ray and latecomers Trevor, Ivan, and Gordon to secure the defeated Townies of Floyd, Nate, Ian, and Sam as prisoners.  While the Townies were being bound with strips of rags, Tiffany approached Constantinos.

“Hello, Lover”, she breathed in a sensual voice, surprising him.

“Wha...What are you doing here ??”, Constantinos asked in confusion.

“Watching You”, Tiffany said huskily.  “I am soooo turned on right now !”  Her hand dived to Constantinos’ crotch, grabbing his sudden bludge.  “I want it Now !!”

“Tiffany, this is crazy !”, Constantinos protested, his heat rising inside of him in spite of his resolve to not have this girl play him any more.  “I can’t do this anymore.  You’re Nuts !!”

Tiffany seemed not to hear him.  “I want it Now”, she repeated, “And this time, no books, no stories, no love scenes....I just want You.”

Before he could protest further, Tiffany mashed her lips to his in the most passionate kiss he had ever known.  His token resistance evaporated as she grabbed his belt and pulled him towards, and then behind, the Access Shed, out of sight of the others, who weren’t paying attention to them anyway.

Tiffany undid his belt and yanked down his pants, then literally tore off her panties, urging Constantinos down on the roof.  Then she jammed herself down on him, over and over again, until her universe exploded in the greatest pleasure she had ever known, as the cleansing rain beat down on the both of them.
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[BloodChuckZ]

“Let’s get going”, Tony said in a low voice.  “We have to find a way down....”

“Shhhh !”, Nick sounded suddenly.  “I hear something !”

Tony listened, then he heard it too.  Somebody was talking somewhere.  The sounds were a ways off yet, but getting closer.  He motioned Nick, and they took cover behind the long crates.  Not the best option, Tony realized, if any pellets should hit the crates and somehow break one of those VX Nerve Gas Canisters if a firefight started, they would be screwed.

The voices came closer as they listened.  Tony chanced a peek over the crates in the direction of the sound, and saw two figures emerging from from some kind of alcove in the far wall.  They were in conversation, and not being very quiet about it.

“.....Donno why we gotta check these out, ain’t nobody gonna find the way in here that don’t already know”, one voice was saying.

“Ahh, Omar’s just bein’ cautious”, the second voice said.  “It’s been a fucked up night, so far, with them Bitches tryin’ to escape, den those kids on the roof.”

“Really think that’s who it is ?”, the first voice wondered.

“Sure, who else ?”, the first voice answered, as they came closer.  “Been those Cop Clowns, they’d never even come up there, and even if’n they did, they’d of rode them Motorcycles up the ramp.  Gotta be dem Schoolkids.”

Neither Tony or Nick could risk a look without giving their position away now, even though it was pretty dim on this level.  The conversation came no closer, and Nick couldn’t hear them walking anymore.

“Don’t see nothin’ here”, the first voice piped up suddenly.  “It’s pretty quiet.”

“Maybe we should go up, get in the action...”, the second voice said.

“Naw, Omar said we should just check here and then go back down and cover the perimeter”, the first voice returned.  “Sides, with all the ammo and shit Jerry took up, those Newbies should be able to shred those bastards to pieces.  Tomorrow, we’ll be on our way to our new digs with our pockets full of cash.”

“Shame though”, the second voice said, sounding somewhat further away.  “I hope we get to poke those Bitches one more time before we hafta leave.”

“Well, if he puts ‘em back in the rooms, we could do that still, I think”, the first voice said, sounding further off.  The pair was obviously leaving.  Tony risked a look over the crates, and saw the two figures walking away, back towards the way they came from. 

“I hope so, 'cuz I wanna poke that little dark-haired one in the ass, like Gurney done”, the second voice said.  At that, Nick suddenly shot up from behind the long crate, pulling his weapon up silently to take aim.  Startled, Tony laid a hand on his friend’s arm, violently shaking his head and pointing to the long crate.  It was only by sheer willpower that Nick held off from firing.

“Man, that’s Sick”, the first voice said.  “You do know Poop comes out that hole, dont’cha ?”

“Hey, don’t knock if you ain’t tried it”, the second voice said, fading now.  As Tony watched, the Two Townies entered the alcove and appeared to start downward.  The had never looked back, which was a good break for Tony and Nick.  But even as the voices of the two faded away, Nick remained tense, dark anger on his face.

“I’m gonna Kill ‘em”, Nick muttered through clenched teeth.  “They’ve been molesting them.”

“We don’t know that”, Tony said, “They could just be talkin’ out their ass....”

“Face It”, Nick said, his own face full of fury. “Those Lowlife Scum have been Raping Our Women !  I’m gonna rip off their Cocks and feed it to them !”

As much as he fervently wanted to deny the possibility, deep down Tony knew Nick was right.  He had just heard with his own ears, and as much as he didn’t want to believe such a horrible thing could be so, his thoughts began to crumble as the realization crashed into his mind.  Emotions washed over him then....Shock, Anger, and then Hate. 

“We’ll get them”, Tony said coldly, ice stealing into his veins.  “And we’ll make them Pay, all right.  We’ll make them Pay, BIG.”
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