BLOODWORTH 2: Darkest Drought by Tai Goodman (chapter books to read to 5 year olds .TXT) 📖

The hand grenade exploded, coating the suicidal soldier and the rest in fire and the explosion's radius. Phoenix proceeded to move through the smoke. He then noticed a room. Phoenix wafted the smoke out of his face and it revealed the label: "ARMORY." 

 

"Candy store for adults. Except everything's free for the taking." Phoenix twisted the knob, and figured out it was locked. "Shit." Phoenix kicked the door in and intruded the armory, where a soldier was sitting in a chair asleep with headphones on. "HALLO! ZIMMERMANN!" 

Phoenix pulled out his knife, while under a surveillance camera's eye view. "ZIMMERMANN! WAKE UP!" 

It was too late. Phoenix stabbed the man through the back of his mouth, and quickly removed the knife. "Errr...! NEIN! AMERICAN! YOU LISTEN TO ME, AND YOU LISTEN VELL. COME INTO MY OFFICE, AND YOU VILL BE DEAD LIKE ALL OF MEIN WEAK MEN!"

 

"Yeah yeah, just keep talking, sauerkraut!" 

 

"VHAT DID YOU CALL ME?"

 

"SAUERKRAUT."

 

Phoenix was shot repeatedly in the back. Before he died, he turned around and looked at his killer. An anonymous soldier in a black outfit. "Been a while since I fucked up. So much pain in one spot. I can barely move. I feel like a crippled man. But not anymore." The electrocution vest revived Phoenix from the dead and electrocuted the soldier. 

 

Franz squinted at the security screen. "Vhat in zhe FUCK?"

 

Phoenix stood up, as the lead of the bullets started falling out of the wounds on his back, and they regenerated with flesh. The soldier was firing his gun in random directions as he watched Phoenix stroll over to him. "Beats the hell out of dying, doesn't it?" 

Phoenix pointed his pistol near the man's forehead, and fired. One bullet straight through his head and skull and brain. "HOW DID YOU DO ZHAT? YOU CANNOT- AAAARGHHH!" 

 

Phoenix then looked up at the camera and destroyed it with a gunshot. While he was still in the armory, he looked around at all of the weaponry lockers. "That's a lotta firepower." He walked by several lockers. Then one caught his eyesight the most. A huge revolver pistol. Stainless steel. Golden writing on it. Phoenix broke the padlock and opened the case. "Heh heh heh...." Phoenix stuffed it in his belt pocket and continued to Franz's location. Franz noticed Phoenix was near the hallway leading to his room.

"Sieg fertig machen..."

Phoenix busted the door open, aiming his new weapon, and then the bear trap snapped down on his foot. "AAHHH! MY FREAKING FOOT!" Phoenix squealed.

 

Then a soldier came out of a corner and put an electronic dog collar around his neck. "Get- GET THIS OFF ME." Franz stood up from his chair and mashed the red button on a remote control. All of a sudden, a huge surge of electricity soared through Phoenix's veins.

 

"AAAHHHHH!"

 

Franz removed his thumb and then slowly walked over to Phoenix to taunt him. "Vell vell vell.. You are ein idiot for coming here and not picturing anything happening to your PRECIOUS SOUL. Now you may learn zhe truth." 

 

"You ain't gonna do NOTHING."

 

Franz laughed and said, "Oh ja? THEN VHAT IS THIS-" 

He mashed the button once more, and electrocuted Phoenix to the point where he was experiencing hallucinations and flashbacks. "GAAAAAAAARRGH!" Phoenix screamed in excruciating pain. He then saw a hallucination of Stanley. He wasn't doing anything, but then he crouched down besides Phoenix and said, "Hey there buddy, how's it been?"

Phoenix only looked at him, as opening his mouth would make it even more painful. "I see you got yourself in a bit of a uh.... 'Pickle,' wouldn't you agree?" he taunted him, zooming in closer with his body to examine the pain and frustration he was suffering. 

"I bet you're thinking: Whose side am I on? Lemme answer that for you: Nobody's. Sure I was on yours when I was alive, but now that I'm dead, all I can do is threaten you into un-fucking yourself and getting your ass in gear. So when I disappear from this horrendous imagination of your's, I want you to GET UP. And go kill that guy with the remote. Got it? Good." 

 

Phoenix's mask displayed a retro-style scowl on its screen. Phoenix then fought through the pain, and ripped the bear trap open with his bare hands. The soldier struggled to pull out his pistol. "SCHISSE!"

Phoenix ripped the collar off of his neck and threw it at Franz. After that, Phoenix unleashed his inner darkness on the assistant soldier, grabbing him by his collar and choking him against the wall. Franz dug around in his desk for a weapon. "Come on.. COME ON!"

Then he found a golden Luger. "AHA!" 

 

Right when Franz discovered the weapon and had it in his hands, Phoenix had the soldier with his neck snapped, and used him as a human shield. Franz aimed for Phoenix's head, and missed, blowing off a piece of the soldier's cheek. "YOU MONGREL!" 

Franz unloaded his weapon on the corpse in random areas. One of the shots hit Phoenix in his shoulder. "MRRGH!" 

 

Franz checked the clip in his weapon. Only one bullet remained, as indicated by the miniscule screen with a "1" on it. Then when he paid attention to Phoenix approaching with rage and vengeance, Franz stuck the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger. A splatter of blood and brains flew onto the wall behind him.

 

"How's that gunpowder taste? Bet it tastes like the bitter and hard world you've created." Phoenix identified the door behind the chair. It lead into the mind control machine room. "Huh." Phoenix searched Franz's body for the keys, and all of a sudden, Phoenix watched Franz's head turn all the way around and laugh at him. "GAH WHAT THE FUCK?"

 

But in reality, the corpse never came alive. Phoenix was already holding the keys in his hand. "Franz, you stay dead. That's the best favor you can do me, you Nazi bastard." Phoenix unlocked the door and headed inside. The machine was left isolated. And in front of it, lied a machine. A machine with a screen, a keyboard, mouse, and other technological devices. Phoenix walked over to the desktop and then stopped himself. "Nah, I should just destroy it."

 

Then he shook his head. "Nevermind, I should actually TRY to do this." He clicked the mouse and the screen was covered in German language. "Alright scratch that, my way it is." 

Phoenix walked around the contraption. There was moving hydraulics, electricity soaring through transparently tubular pipes, and then one openable compartment. Phoenix felt the handle sticking out, and yanked out a slot. "Please insert a data packet," spoke the machine. Phoenix pulled out a spare hand grenade, pulled the pin, and then shoved it in, sending the slide back inside. Phoenix left the room, walking away casually. BOOM! Pieces of metal and electric parts flew everywhere. Phoenix ventured outside of the facility and looked around. Undesirables were pulling machinery off of their heads. 

 

"I'M FREE! OH MY GOD! i CAN'T BELIEVE IT!"

"THANK. THE. LORD!"

"¡Soy libre!"

 

Phoenix was then hugged by a jewish woman and asked him, "Did you do that, Masked Terror?" 

He looked both ways and nodded to her. The woman then continued to hug him. The alarm system turned on and an announcer informed South Carolina: "ATTENTION, ALL RESIDENTS OF THE UNITED STATES AND SPECIFICALLY SOUTH CAROLINA. ALL UNDESIRABLES HAVE BEEN RELEASED DUE TO AN UNEXPECTED DISTURBANCE. PLEASE REPORT ALL UNDESIRABLES RUNNING AMUCK TO POLICE OR NAZI SOLDIERS. THANK YOU. ACHTUNG, ALLE WOHNER DER VEREINIGTEN STAATEN UND INSBESONDERE SÜD-CAROLINA. ALLE UNDESIRABLES SIND AUFGRUND EINER UNERWARTETEN STÖRUNG FREIGEGEBEN. BITTE BERICHTIGEN SIE ALLE UNDESIRABLES, DIE AM POLIZEI ODER NAZI SOLDATEN LAUFEN DANKE DIR."

 

"Keep talking moron, that's all your good for." 

Chapter XII: The End of the Beginning

"An offer to kill a special Nazi? That's an offer I cannot refuse. Anna Pultzei is a criminal mastermind, but she thinks she's the good guy. Heh, that's a funny joke. But all jokes have an end. And this one is hers. Delivered on a silver platter. Garnished with the remains of her Nazi friends. Served with the big red white and blue fury of this nation. Let's do this."

 

Weißes Haus, WASHINGTON D.C

 

Phoenix arrived on his motorcycle, and retracted it. He stood in front of the White House, and examined what it once was. People on the streets recognized him and had shocked facial expressions. Phoenix turned around to face the crowd. 

"ALRIGHT. YEAH, I'M THE BAD GUY. BUT LEMME ASK YOU ALL THIS: DOES THE BAD GUY TRY AND HELP HIS FELLOW CITIZENS, EVEN IF THEY ARE DIFFERENT?" 

Everybody stopped panicking to ponder his dialogue.

"IS THE BAD GUY THE PERSON WHO MAKES SACRIFICES INCLUDING HIMSELF AND OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES FOR THE GREATER GOOD? ARE BAD GUYS ALL BAD? NO. I'M NOT. I HAVE A GOOD SIDE. EVERYBODY HAS A GOOD AND BAD SIDE, WHETHER THEY LIKE IT OR NOT. I'M HERE TO DECLARE YOUR FREEDOM. I'M HERE TO TELL YOU ALL YOU'VE BEEN BRAINWASHED BY THESE PUNK-ASS, RACIST PLEBIAN... GODDAMNED COWARDOUS TRAITORS! Now let me do what has to be DONE."

 

Phoenix transformed the handlebars into the choppercycle and proceeded with his mission. Phoenix drove through the White House gates and entered the property. He swerved around the fountain outside, and drove up the steps, rocking up and down and up and down. After all of those obstacles, one last one: The two front doors. Phoenix crashed through them. At this point, they're not even doors, they're wooden debris. Phoenix fell off his vehicle while retracting it at the same time. 

White House security with bigger armor appeared out in the hallways. "Let's do this." Phoenix pulled the slide back on his cyberpistole and fired one bullet at one of the guards, killing them with a shot to the throat. Then he did the same with the other one besides him, shooting him through the cheeks. A bigger, more armed soldier busted out of a room and shoved aside a more lower ranked soldier.

"MASKED TERROR!"

 

Phoenix identified the man's weapon as an automatic shotgun. "Oh, SHIT!" 

The Nazi started firing, popping pieces off of the wall and surrounding objects. The head of a bust was destroyed, and turned into stone pieces. Phoenix took cover behind a piece of furniture. One slug hit Phoenix in his back. "AAAH!" 

Phoenix pulled out his shotgun and held it with his other hand. "YOU BETTER GET READY, BITCH!" 

 

Phoenix bolted out from cover, firing both weapons in his hands, hitting the supersoldier from all over. Once he was in punching range, Phoenix kicked the man backwards while stealing his shotgun. "You ain't gonna need this no more!"

Phoenix threw it aside, and then shoved his knife into a weakspot in the man's armor. "HOW DOES IT FEEL? The pain and suffering in your neck? You deserved it, well and fair." Phoenix yanked the knife out, getting blood all over his clothes. The two mediocre Nazis reappeared, firing in short controlled bursts. "This guys are plebians. No need for guns. All the guns you need are in your hands." 

 

Phoenix dropped his guns and sprinted into the two, knocking them down like a bowling ball hitting pins. As they were down on the ground, one decided to fire directly in Phoenix's direction. He stole a bust off of a placement statue and threw it into the line of fire as a bullet pincushion. He then pressed his foot against the one missing his weapon, and snapped his neck four times in a circle. Then he removed his skull from his neck, swinging it like