Condoriano's Greasy Haired Adventure

Commander In Chief VS Former Grand Lord

Commander In Chief VS Former Grand Lord

Where is that fucking traitor thought Anglos as he ran threw the town. He must be scared out of his wits! Poor kid, well I don't blame him, I am the commander in chief of the delivery boys after all. Anglos then turned round a corner to see Ryan, sitting there, legs crossed in the middle of the road. "Ryan Hele! Former Grand Lord of The Hele Family, tell me why did you betray us?" asked Anglos as he reached for the weapon on his back. "Shut up will ya". responded Ryan "I'm trying to update my Facebook status... I hate Facebook.

Anglos pulled a huge didgeridoo from his back and swung it around as if it weighed as little as a feather. "You're speaking nonsense" uttered Anglos. "It is to be expected, fully grown men break into tears when they see my instrument of death, the didgeridoo of destruction! You might as well give up now Ryan, I was under orders from your sister to kill you but if surrender I'm sure they'll be okay with me handing you in with just a few cuts and bruises," he said, switching his didgeridoo from one hand to the other.

Ryan put his phone in his pocket and stood up, he then stretched out his arms and brushed the dust of his trowsers. "You're pathetic Anglos!" said Ryan as if he was about to laugh. "You're pathetic to the point of it being almost laughable. You talk about being Commander in chief as you know that rank determines power, at least in The Hele Family, and yet you challenge me? Someone who held the second highest rank in the entire family. I controlled the patriarchy for God's sake, one of the strongest factions the family has and you think that you? The commander in chief of by far the weakest faction can beat me?" Ryan patted his sword that was safely tucked away in his sheath as he spoke. "You're one hundred years too inexperienced to fight me, I'm half your age and have been in more fights than you've had bowls of breakfast and in all these battles I have never once been touched by an attack. Do you understand me Anglos? You can't beat me! You might as well go home and beg for my sister to not kill you for being such a disgrace to the family!".

"Quiet you spoiled little brat!" Shouted Anglos, infuriated with Ryan's comments. "You think you can fool me with bluffs? I'm not an idiot, I know that if you were so strong you wouldn't run away! Now... prepare to blown into oblivion!" Anglos put the Didgeridoo to his lips and breathed deeply into it, as he did this a beam of blue energy was shot out of the other side of the didgeridoo, it broke the sound barrier as it left the wind instrument and headed across the street towards Ryan. The former grand lord kept his calm composure as he reached out his left arm and the energy just faded away before it touched him, all that remained from the attack was the smoke coming from Anglos' didgeridoo. "No-one has ever survived that attack and you aren't even phased!" exclaimed Anglos, he dropped his weapon to the ground as he started to sweat with fear. "That attack can create a sonic boom, you shouldn't have even been able to react never mind nullify it".

No way, it can't be! thought Anglos as he dropped to his knees. All this time I thought that he was a grand lord of the family because he was the spoilt son of the Dragonlord Supreme, but no he's crazy strong just like his sister, Grand Lady Holly. She once sliced a navy battleship with a swing of her sword. Is he capable of that kind of that kind of power too? Now that I think about it, I do remember some of my men saying that he had the ability to drain energy! I thought that it was nothing more than superstitious rumours but if it is true, then In don't stand a chance.

"So," said Ryan "You're on your knees and your telling me that you're gonna blow me into oblivion? Sorry Anglos but I'm not into gay incest, this isn't game of thrones y'know". Ryan just stood there with a smile on his face, walking slowly towards Anglos. "Why did you run from me?" asked Anglos. "Why were you pretending to be scared when you have this awesome power?" Ryan stopped walking and his grin manifested into a frown. "I know how devastating your attacks can be, Anglos and I didn't want that old man to be caught in the crossfire. Of course I could have killed you before you shot that energy out of your weapon but that wouldn't have been nearly as fun as taking my time and scaring the shit out of you,".

Ryan then placed clenched his fist around the handle of his sword. "Now," he said "I've got something to show you Anglos". Ryan unsheathed his sword and softly placed it on Anglos' shoulder. The commander in chief's face had gone from one of dread to one of pure 100% terror. "That sword" he said "why do you have that sword?". Ryan moved the sword from Anglos' shoulder and started passing it from one hand to another, similarly to how Anglos was doing with his didgeridoo before. "Oh this?" asked Ryan mockingly "I stole it from my father, with this sword at my side the balance of the world between the four most corrupt organisations will crumble and I will rule the new more peaceful world as a God".

"So this is why Grand Lady Holly wanted you dead so much, I thought it was odd that they would've made such a big deal of you leaving the family. She also wanted the sword back more than anything I assumed it was one of her collection." said Anglos somehow calming down. "So I suppose you're going to kill me with that sword now right?" asked Anglos. "Oh fuck no!" replied Ryan "I'm not wasting the sword's abilities on you, I'll just drain your energy instead". Ryan then put his finger on Anglos' forehead and walked away as he fell to the ground.

Knowing his strength, he should be awake in ten minutes and should be 100% in a few days thought Ryan. It would be handy to keep him alive, the delivery boy can be a messenger and tell Holly and my father what's going on. Anyway on a more important note, I hope that the old man is alright, he is the one who made me realise how horrible the bullseyes I used to proudly wear on my chest and back are, how they are symbolic of evil. I'm sure he'll be fine though, that guy eating chicken like a pig had an unusual presence, I have a feeling that if Saxon attacked the old geezer, that he would get his ass kicked by the pig. I better get going anyway, I've got a lot of work to do. Ryan then ran off into the distance.

Meanwhile, back at KFC, Condoriano stuffed his face with a chicken fillet burger with fries on the side. "Hey old man" he asked "why did you try to hide the kid if you were so scared of those men?". The old man looked down and for the first time that Condoriano had been in the restaurant (six hours) the old man's smile stopped and turned into a normal face. "It was two years ago" he began "I lived in a small village not to far from here. That village was terrorised by a boy named Josh Walker who ruled over it with an iron fist, many of the young men went to fight josh but he killed every single one of them. Then one day, a boy, the same age as Josh came to the village, wearing the bullseye of The Hele Family. He snapped Josh's neck in one second and defeated Josh's men in the others. He was only doing a job and getting rid of a potential future rival for his family but nevertheless he stayed at my house for tea.

Then two years later, he comes to my KFC telling me that during that meal I gave him two years ago he realised that he and Josh were the same and that what he was doing was immoral," said the old man, "how could I possibly turn him away?". The old man wiped his tears with a lemon wipe as not to cry in front of a customer. Condoriano looked up and said in response "sorry, I lost interest halfway through. Can I have a 32 piece family bucket please?" The old man looked at him in astonishment. "I'm sorry but you have eaten all of the chicken I have". Condoriano broke into tears. "NO God damn it! Not again! Why do all you KFCs have to plan out how much chicken you're going to buy in advance don't you know that the more organised you are the less organised you become?"

That doesn't make any sense at all thought the old man. "Oh well" said Condoriano I guess I better find that Saxon guy then, he needs to learn that any enemy of KFC is an enemy of me!".