The war of Fortnite

drake

15.3.

A month ago he made a name for himself. That moment, as the crowd cheered, was amazing. He wanted to experience it again.

Jonesy was sitting outside, since hes apartment had been destroyed in the attack in Tilted Towers. He had been venturing around the premises, defeating any soldiers he saw. But he felt like it wasn't enough.

One day, while he was out walking, he overheard a conversation from two flop soldiers.

"Hey have you heard about the attack they're gonna make in Tomato Town?"

"Tomato Town? Isn't that our territory?"

"Not anymore, daboyzz took over."

"But who's overseeing it then?"

"Patrick Bateman, one of the most powerful daboyz leaders."

"Why'd they pick him for THAT?"

"Don't ask me. Anyway, we've been sent there by Trisha. It's tomorrow at night-time. We're meeting up close to the town."

"Got it. Stay safe. You've heard about that agent, right?"

"Oh yeah, agent jonesy."

16.3.

Jonesy was driving a car he had found on the road. He was approaching Tomato Town. Suddenly a motorcycle appeard next to him. The driver pulled out a gun out of his jacket.

Jonesy quickly ducked, and the driver started shooting. The driver jumped out of his motorcycle on to Jonesys car. He took of his helmet.

"I finally found you Jonesy." The driver said.

"Who are you?"

"Me? Nathan Drake."

Nathan Drake was a known criminal, mostly for his habit of betraying people.

"But that's not important. I know you may not trust me, so if you don't co-operate with me right now, I may just have to kill you."

"Okay.. what do you want me to do?"

"You're gonna come help me stop the attack of the flops in Tomato Town."

"Good, that's what I was doing originally"

"Nu-uh, there's a catch. We will fully stop them, by killing their overseer, Trisha."

Jonesy felt a pain in his throat. He would be killed if he didn't so this. Suddenly, he came up with a plan.

"Okay. Let's go."

Jonesy and Nathan drove to Tomato Town, and found that the flops had already started the attack.

Jonesy and Nathan made like a banana and split. Nathan ran off somewhere, and Jonesy secrelty went to the base of daboyz.

Little did he know Nathan was going to the same place.

Jonesy arrived at the base, and used a side entrance to get inside.

Jonesy sneaked to the control station, and took out his gun.

Patrick froze.

"Hello Patrick. If you don't stop this invasion and make a treaty with Trisha, I will take matters into my own hands."

"Hpmh, what are you going to do, huh?"

Jonesy fired a warning shot.

"Okay okay, but why should I make a treaty? They're our enemy."

"You want this war to end, right?"

Patrick stayed silent for a moment.

"....Yes. I do.. i do want it to stop. But I can't"

"Why?"

"The president.. no.. I didn't say that"

Suddenly Nathan Drake burst trough the door.

"What do you think you're doing Jonesy?"

"I'm doing what's right."

"No... you don't understand.."

"Nathan don't!"

"N-no... I-I cant keep doing this.. they need to hear the truth..."

Jonesy was getting irritated, and shot Nathan. He fell to the ground dead.

Patrick unsurely ordered the troops to stop, and made a treaty with Trisha. The attack was stopped, and a crowd once again surrounded Jonesy.

"I LOVE YOUU"

"DU ÄR MIN IDOL (you are my idol)"

"OMG YOU STOPPED NATHAN DRAKE"

Jonesy was smiling upon the crowd, and looked at Trisha and Patrick. They both had worried faces that they were trying to hide. He was also trying to think of what Nathan said. This kept bugging Jonesy.

"I LOVE YOUUUU JONESY"

6.10.

"It was said that after a while you started acting a little strange."

Jonesy remained silent.

"Was the fame getting in to your head?"