Demolition Racers 2: Increased Task Force.

Chapter 01: A Little Field Trip.

Back in the realm's of Hell, Rage was in the Devil's office getting supplies together for a small trip. For this trip, Rage packed a grappling hook, C-4 dynamite, a glass cutter, a walky-talky, and an automatic AK-47.

After gathering everything, Rage placed the supplies in a backpack. "Can you explain to me why you're sending me to Las Vegas with all this sh*t again, boss?" Rage asked. The devil turned "Like I said before, there is a doomsday device located inside the basement of Cyber Tech Industries," Satan answered. "All you have to do is go there, and steal it after entering the basement, and come back here, so my daughter can make a quick delivery to our reapers rival."

"Cyber Tech Industries eh," Rage said. "Isn't that the facility that got taken over by a robot computer virus that use to be in Specter's army?" "Well, they didn't murder everyone," Satan explained. "He calls himself Nemesis, but you shouldn't have any problems with him." "Good, then I have some toys to break," Rage said.

Rage placed the backpack on after filling it with the supplies on the desk. "Wait, why are you sending me up there, when you can clearly hire a very skilled thief to do the dirty work?" Rage asked. "The only one dark enough to have the skills of a thief is our reaper, and he's still in a coma after chasing after the gunslinger," Satan answered. "That, and all the assassin's we hired to eliminate the Freak Team got defeated by prison, sent off a planet, and sent back here after failing to kill them."

"True, but I'm not an assassin," Rage said. "We have no other option in this matter," Satan explained. "I can't go, because someone needs to watch the office, and our reaper is unconscious from the last time we sent him to the living world." "What about your daughter, boss?" Rage asked. "Over my red hot body," Satan answered. "Ekataba is too young for something so dangerous." "Too young?" Rage asked. "She's 34 years old." "Yes in human years, but in demon years she's 17," Satan answered. "That's still going to be too young for her to put up a fight, and last time I checked, robot's don't have private's, so she won't be able to get any energy from them." "Well we could always turn them into vibrator's," Rage explained.

"This is no joke, look if you just do this task, I'll increase your payment income from $10,000, to 20,000," Satan said. "Throw in a Hot Topic coupon, and you got a bunch of broken robots," Rage explained. "Deal," Satan said. Rage pulled out a piece of chalk to draw a pentagram on the floor. "I'm about to go Mission Impossible in this bitch," Rage said. "Well, I'm off to the Entertainment Capital known as Las Vegas." As Rage left, Satan was left alone. "Now, what should I do?" Satan asked. "Might as well go to the high school to see my daughter's bass recital. Oh wait, Hell doesn't have a High School. I'm good at being evil."

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