The Finales II: Hypowar Page #18

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Chase:
Us?

Omar:
Listen, I signed the accords, I was a test subject for Nate’s experiments, I was the only human subject that only she was aware of, According to Jay and those other f***ers, I’m just her uncle.

Chase:
And why do you care about us?

Omar:
You’re one of my kind--

Chase:
Kind?

Omar:
We will fight them, I can create gravity shields with the palm of my hand.

Chase:
You’re lying.

Omar:
I’m not, I swear.

Chase:
Alright, Prove it.

Omar (giving him a note): Tell the others to come too, Not the ones that signed it.

Chase:
But--

Omar (looking behind at Chase): Just do it.

Chase (reading the notes): Who is this motherf***er?

Chase gets up, and goes in the bathroom, His head is shaking, he looks in the mirror, His eyes randomly begin twitching, they switch from red and blue in each eyes before he grabs hold of the mirror, and begins cracking it with his hands.

Chase (screaming): DAT!

Chase throws it to the ground, he begins throwing up blood in the toilet, His whole body becomes red, We then cut to Jason walking into Meryl’s office.

Jason:
Meryl?

Meryl (sounding rude as f***): What?

Jason:
Oh, You--

Meryl (sounding angry): The hell do you want?

Jason (gulping):
Well, I’m afraid that currently, We forgot one member.

Meryl (sounding even more angry): Who the f*** did we miss?!

Jason:
Devin.

Meryl:
Devin?

Jason:
Devin Ellswort.

Meryl (getting up, and slamming her head on the desk): MOTHERF***ER!

Jason:
Meryl?

Meryl (looking up at Jason, looking angry): Get out.

Jason:
Huh?

Meryl:
Get the f*** out of here!

Jason runs out. He runs into the bathroom, and looks through the mirror. He dusts away. We cut to Omar walking in Meryl’s office.

Meryl:
What?

Omar:
May I take a seat--

Meryl:
Your f***ing accent, I hate it.

Omar (changing his british accent to something odd): Well.

Meryl:
Well what--? Oh, I hate that one, Switch back to the other one.

Omar:
What do you mean?

Meryl:
Go back.

Omar:
Go back where?

Meryl:
To the f***ing brit.

Omar (changing back to his british accent): Alright, Anyhow, What are those accords all about?

Meryl:
Who gives you the right to know that?

Omar:
I am a level--

Meryl:
The f*** are levels? Nevermind, I’ll tell you what you want as long as you sign this.

Omar:
Can you tell me before I sign anything?

Meryl (chuckling): Your face is just too f***ing cute, Fine, Anyhow, The accords, Well, You see, We’re stopping vigilantes--

Omar:
That doesn’t make any sense, I thought you guys wanted for vigilantes--

We cut back to Jason watching this through a mirror.

Jason:
No, No, No! I’ve come so close! My mind control! DO you know how long it took me to think of accords that actually sounded dumb?!hyyuh *My--

A toilet flushes, and a guy walks out, Jason stares at him.

Greg:
What?

Jason snaps, and Greg explodes, We then cut to Devin practicing, using his shields to destroy the punching bags when Jason dusts behind him.

Jason:
Boo.

Devin jumps, and cuts him in the neck.

Devin:
Motherf***er!

Jason’s neck randomly heals instantly.

Jason:
It’s magic. You know….

Devin (walking away near the water fountain): Don’t you sing that f***ing song.

Jason (chuckling): That f***ing song, Story of my Life.

Devin (laughing as he drinks out of the water fountain): Don’t you sing that song either.

Jason:
That’s a song?

Jason creates punching bags with his hands, and begins practicing punching it, His hands become fire, water, and cat claws as he punches it.

Devin (looking at him practice): Jesus Christ.

Jason:
This is what happens when you learn magic and drown in a pool of mold, You randomly get powers.

Devin:
How long you have these for?

Jason:
Well, Ever since I was 7, Although, I never used them.

Devin (practicing along with him): What a p*ssy, Why wouldn’t you?

Jason:
Well, You see, I actually did when I was 14. You see, for the next 7 years, I was tied up to a light pole every weekday from 3 to 9, when my parents would just come and untie me, and f***ing put me to sleep.

Devin:
Sleep?

Jason:
Well, My best friend of 6 months told me about this movie where they tied random people up, and murdered them, and we decided to do this to the bullies. He pussied out though, but the f***er stole my tape, So, I tied him up along with them.

We cut to this moment, Seven teenagers are screaming over duct tape, and Jason chuckles as he sits in his chair.

Nunito (his friend): Jason! Jason!

Jason (drinking a beer): Keep screaming.

Gabs (female bully): Jason! Jason! What are you doing?!

Jason:
F***ING WHORE!

He jumps up, and throws down the beer bottle, and brutally stomps on it with his barefoot, it bleeds.

Jim (male bully): AYE! AYE!

Jason tears the duct tape off his mouth, his lips bleed.

Jason (screaming at Jim): WHAT?! WHAT?!

Jim:
F*** YOU! F***ING F*** YOU!

Jason (punching him with a piece of glass): OH, That’s where you f***ed wrong.

Jim (as Jason walks towards his chair): WHAT?! F***ING P*SSY!

Jason then creates blades with his fingers that replace hails.

Gabs:
JASON! CLA--!

Jason proceeds to grow 5 other arms with hands with blades, and stabs all of them in the stomach.

Jason (smiling):
Oh, I’m sorry. I don’t understand? You see, I’M JUST A F***ING BULLY!

Jason then degrows his other 5 arms, and uses his mind powers to make the bullies’ dead bodies disappear, As he walks out of the garage, the parents scream their names (Jason’s name isn’t called, however, He walks in a house down the street, and screaming is heard as stabbing noises are heard). We then cut to Jason sitting on a pool table, and Devin is punching a punching bag.

Devin:
Damn, Dude, I’m sorry.

Jason (getting up off the table): Well, It doesn’t f***ing matter anymore, I guess. I was never caught, never questioned, I don’t know how either, but I guess people struggle to put two and two together nowadays.

Devin:
Two and two?

We cut to Meryl screaming at a table to several agents.

Meryl:
So, We’re f***ed.

Nathan:
Excuse me?

Meryl:
What, Nathan?!

Nathan:
We’re f***ed? You’re cursing--

Meryl:
F*** off, If you have anything productive to say, F***ing say something productive!

Miles:
Well, What are we doing?!

Meryl:
We’re having a Civil War erupting.

Samuel:
Erupting?! War?

Meryl:
Yes, The “Finales” are dividing.

Nathan:
What?

Meryl (looking at Nathan like a crazy chick): The. Finales. Are. Disagreeing.

Alicia:
On what?

Meryl:
The Accords.

Samuel:
Are you f***ing kidding me?

Meryl (looking at Samuel like a crazy chick): No. I’m. Not. F***ing. Joking.

Miles:
You are?

Devon:
So, What are we doing?

Meryl:
Well, Canada are f***ing us in the ass, They don’t care, They’re just don’t care! You see, Here’s the thing, The Finales are divided because the Accords were lazy! But we cannot let them take over this f***ing country--!

Devon:
The hell?

Samuel:
Madam President, What are we supposed to do?

Meryl:
We’re in a shallow country! This country is f***ed! And wagon.

Miles:
What is our goal here?

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