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Chapter 4
Taking on Jennings
So we knew now that Jennings had these people on his list:
1. Ret. Maj. Gen. Jason Parsons of the US Marine Corps, who had bellowed at Jennings when he wandered onto a Marine base after running away from home. Parsons later was one of several who mailed the Jennings family straight away and said he was rejected, no questions asked.
2. Bob Jones, the brother of Chad Jones, Jason's neighbor. We did not know the reason why.
3. Gina Gills, mother of Wendy Gills, because Jennings had once visited his cousins next door when Gina was in her youth, and caused a ruckus leading to Gina's mother calling the police; she subsequently threw a fit when they did nothing about it.
4. Fred Palsworth, father of Paul Palsworth, because he was manager of a Walmart Jennings had robbed, and subsequently got Jennings in jail thanks to his photographic memory.
What we did not know was where Jennings was going to strike first. It didn't help his cause that the C.I.D.F. leaked his plans to the world, but being filled with nothing but hate, he decided to go ahead and strike anyways.
True to Paul's prediction, Jennings found a way into Grand Rapids, even with the dome up, and began to search for the Palsworths' home. Fred's home, I should say; Paul had his own place. (Wendy was the only one still living with her parents, even though she was in her 30s by now.) Though he had lost his ability to practice black magic, he made up for it by attempting to use his own versions of technological gadgets and items the old version of Bendraqi used to fight against us. Only one of them ever worked: his own cloaking device. As a result, the city alarms didn't detect him when he snuck inside after cloaking himself, and hitching a ride to a car that was going into town. He jumped off the car once he was in the main hub of Grand Rapids.
However, Fred's neighbor, who was walking all five of her dogs, was having trouble controlling them, because as soon as their noses picked up the scent of Jennings, they started barking like crazy. "Down, you bad dogs! Down! There's nothing there!" she protested, but the dogs just kept on barking. "Ugh! That's it! I'm calling for help!" She then used her G-52 app to call me.
"Hello; who is this?" I began.
"Hi, Cripto; my name's Cecilia Bratwurst," said the woman. "I can't get my dogs to behave themselves; they keep on barking at nothing! They act like there is something there!"
"Okay; stay calm, I'm bringing myself and my backup there." I then contacted my "army" and any other G-52s who were helping out, and provide portals for them so we could all jump through.
When we arrived, we found ourselves at the scene of the dogs barking, and sono they began walking her, so to speak; this was due to the fact that while he was invisible, Jennings was trying to get away from the dogs, but he did what many stupid criminals of his type: he never took a shower. "Will you stop?" Cecilia continued. "Ugh! I did everything to get the dogs to shut up, but nothing is working."
The frantic chase ultimately led us over to Fred's house, but the personal dome was up and over the house. The dogs just kept on barking. Fred walked outside to see what the ruckus was, but he didn't bother to get close to the end of the dome. This is because T2 and Bendraqi designed these domes so that the person inside could clearly see what was outside, allowing them to watch out for strangers, or indeed watch for relatives coming to visit (or any other important guests), so that they could open the dome door and let the people into the driveway. Outside the dome, though, it was solid, and nobody could see what was inside.
While Super C and the others attempted to help calm the dogs down, I used my X-ray vision to spot Jennings. "Oh, no," I said. "Somebody get her to safety!"
"What's the problem?" Throttle asked. "Is that Jennings guy around?"
"He's right there, but he's invisible!"
"Oh, buzz kill!" Vinnie grunted.
"Oh, momma!" Modo echoed.
"YOU STILL FOUND ME?" Jennings screamed, prompting my superpowers to bleep out the profanities he was spewing. "{BLEEP}! EVEN WHEN I DO IT MYSELF, NOTHING WORKS!" He turned visible again, and in doing so, accidentally broke the controller for his cloaking device.
"Now it really doesn't work," Super C commented.
The Biker Mice and Charley took charge and got Cecilia and her dogs to safety, although she opted to ride with Charley. "Just tell us where to go," she said.
"Okay; I'll give you the directions back to my house."
Meanwhile, Jennings took a look around and realized he didn't have his explosives on him. (While on patrol of the area, the SWAT Kats had stumbled across the explosives after watching them fall out of the back of his pickup truck, and they fell out after he hit a bump.) "WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY TNT?" he screamed. "YOU STOLE IT FROM ME! I'LL SHOW YOU! MY MISSION IS TO KILL YOU ANWYAYS!" He began to wrestle with me after jumping on me, and I fought hard to get him off.
"Ugh!" I exclaimed after coughing as the police showed up to help us get the scene under control. "When was the last time you brushed?"
Super C and Knuckles watched Jennings pick me up and hold me like a trophy, and then tried to kick him in the legs, but he jumped to avoid the kicks. He eventually threw me off hoping I'd die from the impact of crashing into a nearby building, and we could see he was getting stronger because he had been at least doing some weightlifting inside and outside of prison. Instead, I flipped myself right-side up, using the skills I learned from the various martial arts that I learned, executing a perfect three-point landing. "Whew; made it!" I said as I ran back to the scene.
Jennings was also attempting to grab the guns some of the police officers had on them so he could shoot them and kill them, but that wasn't working either. Eventually one of them took a club and beat him on the head with it, but that didn't work either. "He needs an exorcist," the officer commented, "but I know your friend from Armenia wouldn't get close to this man." (Leo's Armenian counterpart, Levon the Christian Lion, had indeed stated he was playing it safe by having nothing to do with Jennings, and had agreed that even if he was to try to do an exorcism, it still wouldn't work, because Jennings was past the point of redemption.)
The police ended up concentrating on keeping the public at a safe distance, because the fight between me and Jennings was turning into a street fight. (Any fighting game of that genre would be appropriate, but the Street Fighter franchise did help popularize the genre; the real first arcade fighting game, however, was Karate Champ.) Crush, naturally, took his position as referee.
It would end up being more like a wrestling match than a proper street fight, however, because he wasn't playing fair. Each time he tried to cheat by choking me or doing something else, however, I escaped. I then did the appropriate counterattack, which threw him for a loop. The others positioned themselves so that Jennings would have no escape; we knew he wasn't going to surrender anytime soon.
Finally, Jennings let out one horrific scream, and charged at me with intent to really kill me by beating me to a pulp. However, I dodged the attack, and he ran straight into a brick wall. "Ooh; that's going to leave a mark," Darma commented.
"Does that dork ever get tired of losing?" D.W. echoed as the man fell to the ground. Before he could get up, though, I did a frontflip and pinned him to the ground, leading Crush to get down and slap the ground three times, counting out loud as he did, and then imitating a bell. This was an indicator that it was a free-for-all, but with Jennings, that was to be expected. When he got up, though, nobody wanted to look, because running into that brick wall did some serious damage to his face. While the police went ahead and arrested him, they also called for a medic to attend to this face. (To add insult to injury, a dentist cleaned his teeth after they put him to sleep. The prison even thought about hiring a plastic surgeon to drastically alter his face so that he'd lose his desires to do evil, because he wouldn't stand the sight of himself. However, that plan never came to fruition.)
Crush raised my arm triumphantly as the crowd went wild before going about their business. Super C called the people in St. Paul and in Corpus Christi to let them know we got Jennings under control, and that they wouldn't have to worry about their mailboxes being blown up, or their homes burning down. The SWAT Kats also turned the weapons over to the proper authorities.
TO BE CONTINUED
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Chapter 4
Taking on Jennings
So we knew now that Jennings had these people on his list:
1. Ret. Maj. Gen. Jason Parsons of the US Marine Corps, who had bellowed at Jennings when he wandered onto a Marine base after running away from home. Parsons later was one of several who mailed the Jennings family straight away and said he was rejected, no questions asked.
2. Bob Jones, the brother of Chad Jones, Jason's neighbor. We did not know the reason why.
3. Gina Gills, mother of Wendy Gills, because Jennings had once visited his cousins next door when Gina was in her youth, and caused a ruckus leading to Gina's mother calling the police; she subsequently threw a fit when they did nothing about it.
4. Fred Palsworth, father of Paul Palsworth, because he was manager of a Walmart Jennings had robbed, and subsequently got Jennings in jail thanks to his photographic memory.
What we did not know was where Jennings was going to strike first. It didn't help his cause that the C.I.D.F. leaked his plans to the world, but being filled with nothing but hate, he decided to go ahead and strike anyways.
True to Paul's prediction, Jennings found a way into Grand Rapids, even with the dome up, and began to search for the Palsworths' home. Fred's home, I should say; Paul had his own place. (Wendy was the only one still living with her parents, even though she was in her 30s by now.) Though he had lost his ability to practice black magic, he made up for it by attempting to use his own versions of technological gadgets and items the old version of Bendraqi used to fight against us. Only one of them ever worked: his own cloaking device. As a result, the city alarms didn't detect him when he snuck inside after cloaking himself, and hitching a ride to a car that was going into town. He jumped off the car once he was in the main hub of Grand Rapids.
However, Fred's neighbor, who was walking all five of her dogs, was having trouble controlling them, because as soon as their noses picked up the scent of Jennings, they started barking like crazy. "Down, you bad dogs! Down! There's nothing there!" she protested, but the dogs just kept on barking. "Ugh! That's it! I'm calling for help!" She then used her G-52 app to call me.
"Hello; who is this?" I began.
"Hi, Cripto; my name's Cecilia Bratwurst," said the woman. "I can't get my dogs to behave themselves; they keep on barking at nothing! They act like there is something there!"
"Okay; stay calm, I'm bringing myself and my backup there." I then contacted my "army" and any other G-52s who were helping out, and provide portals for them so we could all jump through.
When we arrived, we found ourselves at the scene of the dogs barking, and sono they began walking her, so to speak; this was due to the fact that while he was invisible, Jennings was trying to get away from the dogs, but he did what many stupid criminals of his type: he never took a shower. "Will you stop?" Cecilia continued. "Ugh! I did everything to get the dogs to shut up, but nothing is working."
The frantic chase ultimately led us over to Fred's house, but the personal dome was up and over the house. The dogs just kept on barking. Fred walked outside to see what the ruckus was, but he didn't bother to get close to the end of the dome. This is because T2 and Bendraqi designed these domes so that the person inside could clearly see what was outside, allowing them to watch out for strangers, or indeed watch for relatives coming to visit (or any other important guests), so that they could open the dome door and let the people into the driveway. Outside the dome, though, it was solid, and nobody could see what was inside.
While Super C and the others attempted to help calm the dogs down, I used my X-ray vision to spot Jennings. "Oh, no," I said. "Somebody get her to safety!"
"What's the problem?" Throttle asked. "Is that Jennings guy around?"
"He's right there, but he's invisible!"
"Oh, buzz kill!" Vinnie grunted.
"Oh, momma!" Modo echoed.
"YOU STILL FOUND ME?" Jennings screamed, prompting my superpowers to bleep out the profanities he was spewing. "{BLEEP}! EVEN WHEN I DO IT MYSELF, NOTHING WORKS!" He turned visible again, and in doing so, accidentally broke the controller for his cloaking device.
"Now it really doesn't work," Super C commented.
The Biker Mice and Charley took charge and got Cecilia and her dogs to safety, although she opted to ride with Charley. "Just tell us where to go," she said.
"Okay; I'll give you the directions back to my house."
Meanwhile, Jennings took a look around and realized he didn't have his explosives on him. (While on patrol of the area, the SWAT Kats had stumbled across the explosives after watching them fall out of the back of his pickup truck, and they fell out after he hit a bump.) "WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY TNT?" he screamed. "YOU STOLE IT FROM ME! I'LL SHOW YOU! MY MISSION IS TO KILL YOU ANWYAYS!" He began to wrestle with me after jumping on me, and I fought hard to get him off.
"Ugh!" I exclaimed after coughing as the police showed up to help us get the scene under control. "When was the last time you brushed?"
Super C and Knuckles watched Jennings pick me up and hold me like a trophy, and then tried to kick him in the legs, but he jumped to avoid the kicks. He eventually threw me off hoping I'd die from the impact of crashing into a nearby building, and we could see he was getting stronger because he had been at least doing some weightlifting inside and outside of prison. Instead, I flipped myself right-side up, using the skills I learned from the various martial arts that I learned, executing a perfect three-point landing. "Whew; made it!" I said as I ran back to the scene.
Jennings was also attempting to grab the guns some of the police officers had on them so he could shoot them and kill them, but that wasn't working either. Eventually one of them took a club and beat him on the head with it, but that didn't work either. "He needs an exorcist," the officer commented, "but I know your friend from Armenia wouldn't get close to this man." (Leo's Armenian counterpart, Levon the Christian Lion, had indeed stated he was playing it safe by having nothing to do with Jennings, and had agreed that even if he was to try to do an exorcism, it still wouldn't work, because Jennings was past the point of redemption.)
The police ended up concentrating on keeping the public at a safe distance, because the fight between me and Jennings was turning into a street fight. (Any fighting game of that genre would be appropriate, but the Street Fighter franchise did help popularize the genre; the real first arcade fighting game, however, was Karate Champ.) Crush, naturally, took his position as referee.
It would end up being more like a wrestling match than a proper street fight, however, because he wasn't playing fair. Each time he tried to cheat by choking me or doing something else, however, I escaped. I then did the appropriate counterattack, which threw him for a loop. The others positioned themselves so that Jennings would have no escape; we knew he wasn't going to surrender anytime soon.
Finally, Jennings let out one horrific scream, and charged at me with intent to really kill me by beating me to a pulp. However, I dodged the attack, and he ran straight into a brick wall. "Ooh; that's going to leave a mark," Darma commented.
"Does that dork ever get tired of losing?" D.W. echoed as the man fell to the ground. Before he could get up, though, I did a frontflip and pinned him to the ground, leading Crush to get down and slap the ground three times, counting out loud as he did, and then imitating a bell. This was an indicator that it was a free-for-all, but with Jennings, that was to be expected. When he got up, though, nobody wanted to look, because running into that brick wall did some serious damage to his face. While the police went ahead and arrested him, they also called for a medic to attend to this face. (To add insult to injury, a dentist cleaned his teeth after they put him to sleep. The prison even thought about hiring a plastic surgeon to drastically alter his face so that he'd lose his desires to do evil, because he wouldn't stand the sight of himself. However, that plan never came to fruition.)
Crush raised my arm triumphantly as the crowd went wild before going about their business. Super C called the people in St. Paul and in Corpus Christi to let them know we got Jennings under control, and that they wouldn't have to worry about their mailboxes being blown up, or their homes burning down. The SWAT Kats also turned the weapons over to the proper authorities.
TO BE CONTINUED
Cripto's Army: Jennings Strikes Back (Chapter 4)
Chapter 4.
All canon characters and music referenced belong to all who own the rights; I own none of that.
Cripto, G-52s, Leo the Patriotic Lion, etc. © me and me alone; parallels of Leo joint-owned by me and Chuong
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Karate Champ: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwV3xqS9_aQ
Street Fighter: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVLCv-YgWco (Original arcade game)
Street Fighter II: The World Warrior: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xI284D4y1q4
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Cripto, G-52s, Leo the Patriotic Lion, etc. © me and me alone; parallels of Leo joint-owned by me and Chuong
Icon in thumbnail © fluffypup
D-19 and all associated thereof © 16weeks
UN1024s, etc. © Chuong alone
Jeopardy! © Sony Pictures Television, Jeopardy! Productions, and everybody else who owns the rights
All other media referenced © all who own the rights; I own nothing.
Karate Champ: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwV3xqS9_aQ
Street Fighter: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVLCv-YgWco (Original arcade game)
Street Fighter II: The World Warrior: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xI284D4y1q4
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