crimson surge flint and discord: "so when are we you know... escaping?" discord asked making his impatiens clear. "tonight, when the guards change shift we'll escape." surge replied "but what if one sees us?" "crimson, how many people can you control at one time?" crimson smiled "more than twelve." "okay then guess it's settled, should we i mean should flint make a distraction?" surge thought for a moment "yeah he should blow off a guards head. he would enjoy that." a police officer steps out of the room were the officers ate "okay time to go back to your cells!" in there cells they wait for the right time to strike.
11:30 the next day they get ready for their departure. "its time to go" surge whispers to crimson not wanting the guards to hear "why today, it's taco tuesday!" surge glares at crimson "i already told you! you didn't complain yesterday!" crimson gets up from her bed jumping onto the floor she shouts back "i didn't know it was taco day then!" enjoying the sound of the fight flint lays back in his bed. "looks like we're not going for awhile." discord says clearly angry he at the idea of sleeping there one more night. "i'm happy to stay here if i get to see crimson put in her place." flint retorts. smiling, discord gets up and looks through the bars of his cell, "crimson being put in her place is fun sure, but when your the one doing it, it's so much better." flint nods remembering the time when he cut crimsons ego in half. "yep, but it's still funny."
soon after lunch the group decides it's time to go even if the guards aren't changing position they still could make it all the way out the door no doubt about that. discord heats up his hands with all the electricity he could muster, melting the bars within seconds he runs over to the girl's cell and does the same. "how did you get out!" a guard yells at discord and flint not noticing the fast melting bars. "you want him crimson?" discord asks "nah he's ugly." with that flint nods and blows off the mans head. "dang i really liked these shoes." flint states while discord chews away at the bars with his power.
being freed from the cell the alarms finally start to go off. "you guys ready?" surge asks steadying herself for the fight ahead. "i'v been ready since i got my soft taco." crimson explains in the rudest attitude she's ever used. "then i suggest you get ready, this is going to be hell on earth." surge finishes right as a group of guards come out the corner. "just my kinda fight." flint grins
minutes later
"that was easier than i thought." surge says stepping over the bloodied guard on the floor the red glimmering in the light. "you made it seem like one of us would get hurt or something." crimson yells across the room her twelve brain dead guards following her "i didn't even get to do anything!" flint yells while tiptoeing through the blown apart pieces of guard, everyone glares at him till crimson shouts "you killed over half of them!" flint roles his eyes "half of them i had to kill in a hurry, that's no fun at all." "in my opinion it was pretty funny." discord states "electrocuting one of their guy's blood and zapping the whole lot of 'em, you know we make a good team flint." discord says as he catches up to the others who are now outside gawking at something "what took you so long?" asks atomic "i thought you'd have to save us." standing beside atomic is Isaac and an old man.
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The Tremor Troupe rough draft
ActionTHIS MIGHT BE A LITTLE MUCH FOR YOUNG READERS BUT NOT ENOUGH FOR MATURE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! after a terrible threat is defeated a new one rises will the world be able to handle it? there will be many factors to make this story enjoyable romance...
