Fortnite Apocalypse: THE COLLECTION

Fortnite Apocalypse: Dawn Of The Second Day

          Directed by Michael Bay and Jacob the Big Epic Kingdom Hearts Fan:

          One day, in Teletubby land (F**k that we're getting to the real story now)

          The gang were stepping out of the dead employee's room, but out of the blue, they spot a fellow survivor. Patrick grabs a katana, and dashes toward the person assuming he is a Fortnite player. "WAIT, I'M NOT A FORTNITE PLAYER! It's just me, Brian!". Brian pulls off the mask and throws it on the ground. "Brian? I thought you were one of them!", Jacob said in shock. "Not yet, but I need to show you something". Brian pulled down his sleeve, and he had a scar from a bite of a Fortnite player. "I need you guys to find a cure for me. Please, hurry, I am in no condition to fight. This isn't a case where you can just amputate my arm off, the infection has gone through the rest of my body and I could turn any minute". "Brian, we will try with our best efforts to find a cure for you, but we need Owen to be on our team as well. We'll have to figure out a way for you both to be cured", Jacob said in partial disappointment.

           Brian settled down in the dead employee's room. Kenny, Jacob and Patrick were on their way to the Fortnite headquarters to kick some ass. They stopped in front of the Fortnite headquarters and Jacob took a deep breath. "You ready to end this shitty thing that has changed all of our fellow friends?", Kenny asked them. "Hell yeah, we are definitely ready to f**k shit up", Patrick said growing impatient. "Can't wait to press your second button, huh?", Jacob asked Patrick. "Oh, almost forgot about that, but yeah". "GUYS, FOR GOD'S SAKE, JUST OPEN THE DAMN DOORS!", Kenny yelled. "Okay, okay. But before we do, does this suit make me look fat?". "Shut up Jacob you nonce, I'm opening this door myself". Kenny opened the door, and they crept in. The lights were flickering, and everything from chairs to tables were ripped apart, thrown to the side and there were blood splotches everywhere. 

          "Talk about creepy", Jacob whispered. They walked through the hallway to see a giant glowing cylinder with a ton of tiny screens showing all the Fortnite servers that players are currently playing. "Shhh, follow my moves", Jacob said. Jacob ducked behind a corner, so Kenny and Patrick did as well. Jacob pulled out a recording device with a tiny receiver. Jacob passed the voice recording device to Kenny, and Kenny took it in confusion. "What the hell is this supposed to be?", Kenny whispered. "It's a sticky receiver that becomes sticky as soon as I press this button. You need to throw it towards the Fortnite staff up there, but right on the platform they're on. Make sure to throw it towards the bottom of the platform and don't worry about throwing it too hard because it's silenced". "Okay, I got this!", Kenny whispered ready to throw it. Kenny threw it towards the platform, but something pulled it back and it hit Kenny right in the face. 

          "What the hell?", Kenny said faintly. "Hehehe, fools", the figure standing on the platform said. The gang looked up to see he was looking straight at them. "Damn you Arlin!", Jacob yelled across the place. "You see, my plan has grown globally. The citizens on this planet who lived peacefully once are now just people who waste their life on a pointless game", the red-eyed Arlin said. "Wait a damn minute, you know this guy?", Kenny asked. Jacob ignored and kept saying pointless insults targeted towards the wretched Arlin. "I will kill you mother f**ker!", Jacob said, knowing it won't do anything. Arlin made a continuous laughter for ten seconds straight. He then snapped his fingers, and two people appeared. Chris and Cameron. They were both tied up to the platform, squirming and trying to escape.

           "These people, seems you've grown a friendship towards them. One of them will be turned into a Fortnite player, and one of them will be let free. Which one do you pick? "No, you son of a bitch!". "Jacob, please don't do this to me or I will never regret this. I don't want to be a Fortnite player!", Chris said in fear. "JACOB, YOU'VE KNOWN ME LONGER AND BETTER THAN CHRIS! DON'T DO THIS, I NEED A BETTER LIFE THAN THIS!", Cameron yelled towards Jacob. "So, which one do you pick Jacob? Chris, or Cameron? Hmmm, a very hard decision", Arlin grinned. "Patrick, Kenny, I'm gonna need a vote". TO... BE... CONTINUED...

"Credits to the retarded author, Jacob. Don't tell him I said that..." - Owen