"That must be it, the artifact." Whitaker asks.
"Yes! Of course sir!" Sarge says.
"Bring it in."
"He can't have it." Mohammad says.
"Huh?" Sarge looks back at Mohammad.
"Hand it over, it is best with us y'know."
"This man can't be trusted. Nobody can! Nobody deserves the artifact!"
Sarge stops, "Why is that? We're on this mission just for this!"
"Because you give him that artifact than you know what will happen! It's powerful! A power that will give one single man everything! Once used there will be nothing to stop them! For the love of all that is good, don't give him that damn briefcase!" Mohammad cries out.
"He's right. Maybe the briefcase doesn't belong to any of us. Maybe-" Postal is than interrupted by Sarge.
"Stop! You are all crazies! Telling about this... You men's to betray the government? To betray the United States?" Sarge asks.
Postal approaches Sarge, "Listen. You don't know that man, he's only using us. He wants it, not the country. He, only he does. He is selfish, that is not America!"
"I do it all for the good of America." Whitaker says.
"Look! He claims that, but what truth is there? He'll take the thing and he'll-"
"This is getting ridiculous. Hand it over now and quit wasting time!"
Sarge stops back, "Never. Never! This isn't American! This is evil, selfish desires consume you!"
"Karma Police..." Sarge steps back, the sand underneath his feet cause him to fall on the ground and the briefcase slides across the ground.
"How'd he fall‽" Noir exclaims.
"This man speaks in maths so I heard." Whitaker walls by Frankie, he looks up at Whitaker.
"President... curse you! You- you plague the world with all the constant use of energy! We are going to run out of everything because of you!" Frankie yells at him.
"Stop him!" Postal exclaims.
Sai opens a portal to the briefcase retrieving it in her hands, "Got it!"
"Karma Police." A rock falls from space, striking Sai on her foot, creating a hole on her right foot and she is unable to walk, she falls down.
She yells, the briefcase falls out of her arms.
Noir inverses the ground itself, but the briefcase shifts away from them as the ground is inversed, "Get the case! The case!" Sarge yells, he looks at Whitaker. He clenches his fist, amplifying his power several times, "I'll take care of him!" Sarge sprints towards Frankie. Sarge raises his fist to punch Whitaker, however as he tries to punch him Whitaker moves away and Whitaker strikes him in the perfect position.
Sarge stops, falling to the ground dead.
"SARGE!" Noir yells.
"Could it be a power? He has- no... No way. He has a power! A power! That's it! He took down Sarge like it was nothing! Because it was nothing, nothing but luck! The power to manipulate luck!" Postal yells out.
"Manipulate luck‽ What's with these insane powers we've been dealing with now‽" Clairo says.
Noir takes Sai on his back, as they try and run to the briefcase, "Sarge is fucking dead! We're screwed now! We're really screwed! This who time we've been living cause of luck! And now that Sarge is gone, it shows our luck has ran out this time! For fucking reals!" Noir runs after the briefcase.
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Universe (Part 10) (FINALE): Final
General FictionEXTREME CONTENT WARNING ! ! ! This content WILL be extreme, no holding back and parts of the content may include extreme language, extreme gore, and other extreme mature themes. BE ADVISED OF THIS BEFORE READING ! ! ! The last part of the ULTIMATE o...
