[Masa]

Synopsis: Seperation of Storiesmania, who will win? Sequel to Crime Syndicate v. Storiesmania.


The two twins ran around their mother and father, laughing and playing as young children should. They grew quite quickly, having been fed special high-speed growth hormones smuggled from SeaN's black market.

Their father sat on the bench, examining this week's paper of Storiesmania Gazette. He frowned as he flipped through the pages, "It seems the split is... inevitable. And they're blaming me." He handed a segment to his wife, Haruna, and nodded, "Can you believe it?"

The wilder of the twins, Vincent, noticed the section title as, "Renegades v. SDM - Day 35" a picture on the front page showed the scene of a battle aftermath in color, the Renegades taking on a white and green uniform similar to Armed SWAT Forces. The Storiesmania Defensive Military wearing their Crimson and Navy uniforms based off the late Prussian Armies. Bodies littered a desolate hallway, the walls smeared with blood.

Haruna glanced at the page's Casualties List, then handed it back to her loving husband, "Only bots. Nobody important died. But I am surprised with the Renegades."

Corneac nodded, looking at the page again. Remnants of Corneac's Mafia began to attack Storiesmania after the disappearance of their beloved leaders. First it was just an irritating thing, but somehow they've collected far more dangerous weaponry that later was found to be smuggled by SeaN's black market. Once this was known by all, SeaN ran to the Renegades and became one of the leaders. Syrah turned her back on the Military Defense after Corneac's death, forming the Renegades alongside Venus, Jnabonne, and Tim. Soon afterwards Serac turned on the loyal party and joined the Renegades, following him was Sunshine. Next Belle and the recently released from the Hospital Vincentii came along purely for the bloodshed as hired mercenaries.

Left on the Defensive Military was Jir, Lubesh, Phonoho, xtremelady, JohnnyTall, wordsmith, and a great number of bots. Then DarkPower's sudden reappearance to the field of battle on the side of the Loyalists. Though they are highly outnumbered, Jir and Lubesh have greatly proven their worth on the battlefield with their impressive array of tactical skill and expertise. Also, the Kishikawa Protection Force, instead of going on the side of the Mafia, or becoming a mercenary scoundrel, chose to put their worth on the side of the Defense, as they believed Masa would have wanted them to continue to fight for his leaders.

The former Don laughed, "If it's a fight they want, it's a fight they're gonna get! Honey, find my bigass gun!"

Haruna roughly stomped on his foot, making him scream and fall back down in unspeakable agony, "Not in front of the boys!"

The quieter of the twins pulled on his mother's blouse, "Mama, what's happening?" he pointed down the street.

The loving couple turned their heads in the direction the young boys were pointing, and had a greatly differing reaction. Haruna dropped the journal and stooped down to pick up the boys, running towards their house, Corneac pulled out a long-barreled magnum from his jacket and began to cheer wildly, shooting up the sky.

"TO THE RENEGADES HONEY!"

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Explosions. Explosions. Explosions. Jir walked the halls of his headquarters, bullets were ricocheting off the walls, slaughter many of his soldiers. Outside was pure mayhem, he turned and looked out the window, which exploded from a sonic boom just moments before, "SeaN... wherever did you find tanks to supply?"

Lubesh ran into the room, panting, an assault rifle in her hands. Her crimson uniform was splattered with a darker shade of blood. Her eyes were watery from all the smoke and smell of death in the air, but other than looking tired, she appeared unharmed. She gave a quick salute, "Jir! The Renegades have sent in Fire Squads in on all the exits, we're trapped unless we punch through their attack and escape."

Jir slowly walked to his closet and removed a very large sniper rifle from within its confines. He then, very casually, grabbed a chalky-white cloak and threw it over his red uniform, he now looked like a large blood-stained piece of rubble from the building, then he put on a crisp white hat and a pair of non-reflective goggles. Then he sauntered over to the window and fell to one knee, after firing a few shots he turned to Lubesh, "Northern Exit is clear, please proceed as necessary." he said, flashing a grin.

The third-in-command raised an eyebrow, "Did you need to make a show with the cloak, hat, and goggles?"

"Hey! Chicks dig the cloak."

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DarkPower returned to Storiesmania in time of war. Well she didn't like the sounds of a "divided Storiesmania" so she had to do two things: Join the side that had better chances of surviving. The second thing was get guns, big guns.

Four BOT soldiers ran through the Southern Exit, their orders were simple, kill anything wearing Navy or Red. Of course they didn't expect this woman, they all aimed at her head, "Who the hell are you?"

The tilted her head to the side, a little smile growing on her lips, a large black cloak concealed her body from them, and it also concealed-

RATATATATATATATATATATATA!

The men screamed their last as the woman's cloak burst open, revealing two gattling guns in each arm, letting the bullets fly to find their mark. She smirked again, slowly walking around, "Go attack their main squad he says... give me a harder job, Jir."

RATATATATATATATATATATATA!

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SeaN handed the goggles to Jnabonne, "Check that out, man. Those tanks are the best money can buy! 40% of the economy baby!" he laughed, punching the air in a jovial manner. His green vest was unstained; he hasn't even seen the battle yet, preferring to watch his toys blow up puny buildings was much more fun.

Jnabonne rolled his eyes and took a look, then his frown of irritation turned to a bit of a smirk, "I think you were ripped off.", he said, handing the goggles back.

"WHAT?" he grabbed the goggles and dropped them in shock, "My precious babies..."

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"HAHAHAHA!"

Phonoho set another phonograph on a tank, then threw himself on a crowd of men, his knife rising and falling faster than the blood could drop. As he finished off the few straggling men, he tapped a button on a remote, the phonograph exploded with a final high-pitched note, obliterating the tank to scrap metal. He turned to the next tank and the guard, all of whom looked like they just soiled themselves, "Come to papa!"

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WordSmyth and JohnnyTall didn't look like the Elite Black Ops that Lubesh sent out to eliminate the Fire Squad at the Eastern Exit, but damn, they were good. JohnnyTall was demented enough to use an entire clip on one man, and Wordsmyth looked like a maniac, shooting a submachine gun with his left hand and downing a bottle of whiskey with his right.

Two soldiers got close to Wordsmyth, one of the unlucky gentleman tried to rifle-butt the man, who turned drunkenly to the right, and it ended up shattering his whiskey bottle.

The drunken man who smelled strongly of rotting fish and whiskey stared at the man angrily, "Why you ungodly, dirty, son of a-"

JohnnyTall ran, oh he was running. The only thing behind his was a mad noise of gunfire and nuclear explosions, as well as men screaming for their lives, some begging death, and one man screaming, "It's the end of the world!!!!!"

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Belle ran behind a poor soul and diced him to pieces, flecks of blood and organs splattering against her body, a crazed smile on her face as more and more blood splattered out of the dead man onto her face. She wore a dark, tight, water-proof material that let the blood and icky stuff run off her body. As she worked her way up, she could feel the still-beating heart explode under her knife. His lungs punctured, she let her long, 10-inch knives cleave along it, completely severing it off the body, falling to the floor with a wet SMACK.

She stepped back, examining her work of art, she clapped her hands cheering in a very girly way, "Awesome!" she squeaked. The man couldn't even be recognized... not even dental could identify him... unless they have a way of putting him together; she got on her knees and began to rip apart some organs, "All better!"

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Syrah tapped the lid on the tank, telling Corneac inside to stop. The happy former Don popped his head out, looking extremely happy, "Thanks for getting me Syrah! I wouldn't miss this for the world!"

The leader of the Renegades pulled out a metal pipe and jumped down, staring at Jir in the window, who smirked and beckoned her up, "Take the tank to the Western Entrance and hold off the escape, I'm going in." she said, her eyes never leaving the Head Honcho.

The former Mob boss flashed a smile and a thumbs up, and then proceeded to drive off to the Western side.

Syrah ran her hand along the bulky end of the lead pipe, "Time I finished this once and for all."

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Serac walked around the second floor, checking the devastation, he stuck his boot under a body and tossed it up, the familiar face looked up at him lifelessly, "Poor Tim..."

"Shaddup Sharak." The supposedly dead man pulled a beer out of nowhere and swallowed a mouthful, "I'm tired... let me shleeeeepp...."

The legion commander was slightly confused, but rolled his eyes and walked around the drunken man. Behind him followed his faithful partner, Sunshine.

Sunshine looked around very sad, "Why does it always end with violence?" she said, her voice breaking from the gruesome sight.

"This is just the beginning my Sunshine."

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Venus ran along the third floor, being the quick little assassin, she was just outside the office of the famed Lubesh. She kicked down the door and began to shoot the place up, using the AK-47 given to her for special purposes by General Commander Syrah. She only stopped shooting to replace her clip, and then she began to shoot again.

Then she felt cold metal against her temple, "You Renegades and your violence... there are easier ways," BAM! Venus fell to the ground, her eyes open in shock and surprise, as well as looking a little pissed off, "But violence is the quickest."

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Lubesh stood, aiming her rifle at the doorway, the moment it opened she began to fire, but an explosion broke the door off its hinges, flinging it at the woman. She was hit full force and slammed against the opposite wall, unconscious.

Moments later Syrah threw herself into the room, swinging the lead pipe madly, Jir threw his sniper rifle up and blocked the initial attack. But the Renegade leader jumped back and threw her weight with the attack, the momentum making Jir's grip jar a bit. Syrah used this to swing all the way around and the pipe connected with Jir's temple.

The Commanding General teetered on the bridge of unconsciousness, but remained vigilant, he tried a stab at the woman, but received a blow to the ribs for his effort, he coughed a bit of blood out, which simply stained his shoes.

Syrah lifted the lead pipe over her head, grinning madly, and brought it crashing down on JirQuest's head, crushing his skull and mangling his brains. A fountain of blood rose to meet her. She grimaced at the messiness of it all and backed away to the window, from there she removed a handkerchief in her pocket and waved it a few times.

Back on the ground her personal forces cheered and rushed forward.

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Vincentii blocked the initial blow, but was immediately pistol-whipped out of the battle. He fell limply to the side, unconscious.

His opponent leered overhead, loading his Berretta, "Sorry Vincentii, you know how business is." He then popped a single bullet into the back of the man's head. He adjusted his glasses and proceeded, walking down to the second floor.

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Corneac blew a hole in one of the Military battalions, led by xtremelady. His use of the crosshairs, blew the battalion leader right off her bas of operations, he watched her figure fly in the air, and land in an elaborate explosion of blood. He winced, still grinning darkly, "Damn! She's gonna need a plastic surgery so people can just comment how ugly that looks!"

He never noticed Phonoho hovering over him, his own manic smile to match. Corneac didn't notice the small phonograph-like object fall beside him. Actually when the tank exploded and he was engulfed in the flame, he was still cheering. Well... at least he went out in a blast!

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Serac was the first to act when the silhouette of a young man appeared at the hallway's end, he pushed Sunshine out of the way, "Everyone dow-!" he was kicked back by the velocity of the bullet, and fell at his wife's feet, "Uh..."

Sunshine looked around in a panic, the only people (alive) was her, Serac, and Tim. Another gunshot roared and she felt the hairs on the back of her neck tingle, she heard a muffled yelp behind her and ducked down to Serac's level, grabbing his gun. She pointed the handgun in the direction of the silhouette, anger and fear fueling her mind, she pulled the trigger twice.

The first bullet soared to the right of the man's head, he looked up suddenly, and the second hit him in the chest. He fell back against the wall, shuddered for a moment, then slid down on the ground, his head lolling limply to the side.

The young woman shook her husband, "Serac! Serac! Please..." she buried her head in his chest, sobbing. The she felt movement behind her, she turned abruptly, pointing the gun at the man's face.

Tim pushed the gun aside and removed a medic kit from his side, "Shtand ashide wittle girr..." his jaw sagged a bit, but he managed to get the bandages out and started to patch up Serac's wound. Left shoulder, he'll live.

In the meantime, Sunshine slowly walked over to the dying man on the wall, pointing the gun at his face, she slowly trudged and stood over him, angry and bloodlust making her see red. But the moment his face came into focus, she dropped her gun in shock, "M-Masa?"

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The second-in-command, or first now, walked away from a ravaged tank, she removed a grenade from within her cloak and fluidly threw it in another tank, sighing as the explosion destroyed it and half a dozen soldiers around it. With a quick eye-roll she whipped out her guns and finished off the rest of the Renegade's BOT army.

"So boring..."

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Syrah panicked a bit, she didn't expect her to be here. She called in with the walkie talkie, "All troops retreat! It's finished! We can't beat her! We-!" she couldn't finish her sentence since an RPG shot burst the windows of Jir's office and blew up the metal desk, which was somewhat painful for her since shards of metal struck her arms.

The third-in-command... or second now, emerged from the rubble holding her trusty rifle to Syrah's head, "Call off the attack, young lady; unless you'd like all that hot air to enjoy the company of hot metal."

The Renegade Commander growled and took up her walkie-talkie, "...surrender yourselves... it's over."

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"So... Masa, did it all go well?"

"Of course it did, the battle's over, minimum casualties." Said the bespectacled agent, he looked around the battlefield impassively.

"What about you? Are you hurt?"

"Oh I'm fine, a shot to the chest is nothing, really. I just had to leave during the body count."

"Excellent."

"But... uh... your hubby didn't survive."

"What?" Haruna turned, confused and somewhat upset. She closed the door to the twins' room.

"What'd you say about me Masa?" Corneac appeared down the hall, his face covered in ash, his green uniform was barely visible under the thick patches of ash and dirt.

Masa sighed, somewhat irritated, "Nothing Boss. Nothing at all."

Corneac removed a pretzel from the bag and chewed on it thoughtfully, "Nobody knows that we're the third party right? Everyone thinks I died right? Haruna had nothing to do with this right?"

His wife frowned jokingly, "It's for the boys' sakes! I don't want them to grow up during a war! It was the only way to stop things quickly!"

A slight breeze entered the large house, but it was refreshing, a new breeze for a new day. Masa adjusted his glasses, which had gotten a bit bent during his assassinations, "All is well. Wounded are being cared to, and Syrah has surrendered. The ringleaders have been all lost, other than her, so not much point is there?"

"What of my mafia?"

"I took the liberty of erasing any marks of their participation in the battle."

Corneac fiddled with a lighter, not particularly doing anything with it, just clicking it on, watcing the small flame dance on the metal cage, "What about important casualties?"

The young boy removed a letter from his front coat pocket and read it aloud, "Casualty Report: High Commander JirQuest received severe head injury, currently going under plastic surgery to repair the hole in his head." He ignored Corneac's snort of laughter, "Venus and Vincentii are at the hospital, taking treatment for skull fractures. Serac and Tim both received the Purple Heart for their wounds in service; Tim traded it in for a large bottle of 200-proof whiskey. Lubesh was just released with a few broken ribs. Xtremelady recovered almost immediately, with every bone broken in her body... weird. All BOT personnel on the other hand were virtually destroyed on both sides."

"Awesome. Here's your pay." He threw a brown paper bag to Masa.

The assassin opened it delicately, and frowned, "Donut?"

"Sweet victory, mate. Sweet, sweet victory."

[Storiesmaniac]

Hahahaahahaha Im such a drunkard, and yet i can still heal wounds and win a purple heart...good once again masa!

[BrokenParadox]

Wow! I shot you....
Um, I would've freaked out and started trying to perform first aid on both of you, but this is your story. Hahaha, this was awesome.

[Lubesh]

I gotta hand it to you Masa....no, don't take it..it's loaded!!!!!lol Awesome,as they say awesome!

[Masa]

Thank you Lubesh! See, it's your steady hand that keeps storiesmania together!

That and I'm too attached to all of you to permantly kill anyone.

[Corneac]

haha...I'm just so cool. Even in stories, Well done boyo. I even got my blaze of glory!

[Masa]

Yes Belle, you dismembered people, hoorah!

Yeah Corneac, awesome as ever!

Yeah Haruna, both of your boys futures are set in safety!

[Dark Kitten]

ok so.... someone feels left out... *sniff... sniff*... I think DarkPower and myself would make a formidible team! We are both very evil women! hehe.
Overall I found that the story was very hard to follow, and grammar mistakes were EVERYWHERE!!!
Do I care? ..... NO!
These storiesmania stories are awesome! I wanna be in one! Make it happen! LOL jk
good work, VERY entertaining!
~DK

[xtremelady]

lol that was amazingly funny - great extension to some of the best characters on site- wicked gd fun to read.

[Princess]

So I deff. Had to print this and the other one off so I could have time to read them. I read them on the bus to camp. It was intresting. lol.

[Timmay]

lol. SICK. i wanted 2 check out one of these stories even though i expected it to be stupid, but it wasnt. it was very, very cool. one of those moments that are EXTREME! STINKY FINGER!

[Masa]

Thank you everyone, and Timmay, no idea what you said, but it might possibly be a compliment so I will nod briefly and walk away in a speedy fashion.

[Timmay]

i wouldnt walk away in a speedy fashion. id full out fuckin run.

im amazed i didnt get a couple infractions for what isaid 3 months ago. (our secret, or maybe not. w/e. your call)

['Ginnis]

Ha, I love it Masa. Very good.

[Razor]

I just got around to reading this. Nice, very nice. It's good because its about Storiesmania.. and what isn't cool and great about SM.

It's been forever since I read the first. I should go back and reread. I kind of forgot what happened...

[DanHill]

awsome just a few speling errors. well i cant read them anyway.

Good story.