Lukz's ringtone blares out,
"Ding, ding, ding, ding,
I wonder if you know,
How they live in Tokyo,
If you seen it then you mean it,
Then you know you have to go."
"Ow, shit!" he says, as the name; Ass Wipe, springs onto his phone. He quickly looks in front of himself, staring at a huge bundle of 40 plus sticks of dynamite, crudely duck-taped against an electrical pylons main power box, "bye bye, Mr electrical pole.", he says, flipping open a beautifully decorative lighter, releasing its glimmering flame. He quickly sparks up a miniscule bundle of fuses then leaps away, tucking and rolling as he lands on a small grass bed.
Turning back around, the sparking fuse vanishes, "Hmm..", he murmurs, staring blankly when,
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!! *,
A gigantic blaze of colours flare across the sky, sending flames and sparks soaring miles high into a star scattered night.
Lukz's body stays stationary, while his clothes flair backwards as everything around him cascades away from the thunderous explosion. "DAHHHHM! I might have used a bit too much." He says to himself, grinning from ear to ear. Quickly turning his head towards the police station, it stands dormant with its entrance lights being completely blacked out.
"ha, did exactly as you asked! Who's the one with the brains now, little braa." Lukz says in a chirpy tone.
Suddenly, the heavy metal front doors hurl open, as an array of burly men and women come storming out, all wearing the same grey jumpsuit as one another. They bellow out, "FREEDOM!", as more and more pile through.
Lukz's eyes blare open as he realises a huge number of convicts, storming out the front entrance.
"Ow for f**k sake.", He grunts. "Why did they have to upgrade their cells to an electrical locking system! Seriously, what were they thinking!" he adds, shaking his head. Suddenly, a small group of convicts start storming towards his direction, Lukz immediately dashes towards his car, jumping inside, partially rolling down his driver side window. Peering his eyes just above its base, he watches a flood of convict's scatter everywhere, while a small group still struts towards his car! Quickly hiding away, he whispers to himself, "Right, I have two options, drive away and just hope that Aimee and Kevin can get out without being caught. Oooor, stay here and actually do the noble thing by stopping some of these guys..." Lukz twiddles his fingers while grinding his teeth.
A group of voice's hover outside his car, softly whispering to one another,
"Is this, that guys car? The one who sees spirits?" A burley voice speaks, follow by another,
"Yeah, I think you're right! Why is it here?" A deep male voice asks intensely.
"Who cares, let's see if it has any weapons inside.", a demanding women's voice calls out.
Lukz's eyes dart to his side as he slowly reaches behind the passenger seat, grabbing another stick of dynamite as a massive *Thud*, smashes onto his boot window. Lukz boils with anger then immediately bounds out his car, lighting the stick of dynamite as he exits,
"I would seriously think about running away if I was you, or this stick might find its way up someone's ass!" He says, psychotically twitching his neck and glaring his multi coloured eyes into the group of three.
"AHH!"
"AHHHH!"
"SH*T!"
They shout, watching Lukz's half mask covered face shake next to a lit stick of dynamite, flaring within his hand.
He pulls his arm backwards,
"RUUN!" A skinny female shout's, grabbing her stubby fat friends. They quickly scamper away but Lukz launches the stick, landing it only meters beside them.
*BOOOM!*, It's tiny blast rips a lump of tarmac out the road, blasting it towards the three petrified individuals.
"Ha! Eat that!" He calls out, quickly spinning back towards his car door, when out of nowhere three police officers get dragged out the station by their limbs and hair, each one screaming in pain, begging for mercy as the convicts brutally beat them! Kicking and punching every inch of their unprotected bodies, battering out their last few pain staking breaths of life! Lukz crunches his fists together, snarling his crooked face as he watches the poor officers seeping blood, splatter against a brickwork wall, while each convict takes their turn hammering them. He storms towards his boot, kicking it open,
"Why, why do I have to be the good guy now? Of all the day's I could have been? It had to be the one where I could just chill in my car, drink rum and watch anime on my phone?" He mumbles to himself, grabbing his lucky bat. Flinging it onto his back, it clicks into place as he rips back a covered layer within his boot, revealing an array of tasers, handcuffs, restraining slings, knifes, guns, even a small throwing axe lays fumbled to the side.
He rubs his hands together out of delight, then begins rapidly clipping various items onto his belt, when a croaky Russian voice calls out from behind him, "Oi you! Gimme your car!!".
Lukz softly nods his head forwards, as he gently closes the boot,
"If you had asked nicely, then I might have said yes." He softly calls back, as a towering shadow clambers over him, followed by a gigantically butch hand grabbing his shoulder. Lukz immediately grabs the arm, spins his leg around, clattering it into beasts kneepit, but it completely ricochets, not moving the convict an inch.
"HA, HA. Puny weakling." A mammoth, fat, ogre, gloats in his accent, wobbling its lardy but tough exterior.
Lukz starts hopping around, holding his leg in agony!
"OUCH!", He cries out, "You definitely didn't skip leg day, did you!" he adds, spinning around to see a huge, bushy bearded man forcing his spade like hands towards his face. Lukz quickly ducks out the way, flicking a narrow, dart shaped blade into the brute's thigh.
"AHHHHH!", the gigantic man wails out as he grabs it from his leg, ripping it free, sending a trail of blood to squirt out the puncture wound and across some tarmac.
Lukz stands limply, "you're a frikken psycho!" He shouts, snapping into a charge position.
The monster smirks a little, then bounds forwards, holding the blade in between his fingers. Lukz's eyes flash open with alertness, causing him to quickly rip a double looped zip tie from his belt. The beast smashes a fist forwards, but Lukz instantly shifts to his side, dodging the punch while slipping one of two loops around the brute's wrist, followed by shoulder barging the ogre's stomach, bouncing him away. The beast slightly fumbles backwards while launching another punch straight towards Lukz's face, but he cartwheels upwards, snatching the brute's other hand with the zip tie, locking them together.
"Come on Brutus. Is that all you got?" Lukz taunt's, as he softly lands to his feet.
"Grrrr.", the beast gurgles, then charges again.
"right, enough fun!" Lukz chants.
The ape powers a quick double hand jab forwards, Lukz duck's underneath, but the beast sledgehammers its fists downwards, crashing them towards the back of Lukz's neck! Lukz flicks his body forwards, letting the brute's fists crumple against his bat, followed by flipping his legs over his head and double kicking the beast's body, pulverizing him away! Lukz travels with the hurtling brute, smashing his boot against his bearded face, knocking him completely unconscious as he clatters to the floor.
"few, I thought he might have been a bit harder to take down, than that!", Lukz gloats, as he glances towards the zip tie loops attached to brute's wrists.
"Hmmm, I don't think being knocked unconscious is enough for this guy? He tried to still my precious!!", Lukz adds, grinning.
A thunderous roar wails around the convict infected carpark, Lukz's car bellows out as it vaults a small mound which surrounds the police station entrance.
"WOOOOOOHOOOOOO!", he screams out his window, waving his mask around as if he was riding a wild steed. Triple-B storms forwards, with a familiar pair of giant legs flopping behind it!
"I told that idiot he should have asked nicely, if he actually wanted to drive this beauty! Ow well, I guess being dragged along on the toe bar is close enough!", He chuckles, watching the ogres flailing body in his rear-view mirror, as it gets mangled from his erratic driving!
*SCREEEECH!*, Lukz skids straight in front of the three police officers, which are still being beaten senselessly by a multitude of convicts which surround them. All the criminals turn around to see Lukz glaring at each one of them, revving his engine, shortly followed by an excitable grin. Lukz flicks his high beam head lights on, completely blinding all the abusers! They cower away, shielding their eyes from the inferno light until a short "Ahh…", calls out from within the crowd, followed by another, then another,
"ahhh…",
"ahhhhhh…��,
"ahhh…",
"ahhh."
They all start to twist and turn, trying to follow each cry, but they can't see properly, only a flicker of random bodies being dragged away is glimpsed by different individuals.
Triple-B's headlight suddenly shut off, revealing Lukz back at the steering wheel, grinning at the last few remaining convicts. They all stare at each other, confused at what even just happened.
When one of them calls out,
"Come on, there's still like 20 of us and only one of him, what's he gonna do!" A short, scrappy man says, pushing his way to the front.
"I'm glad you asked, my friend!", Lukz shouts back, "Ever heard of the saying, fight fire with fire?" He adds.
The short man nods, "Yeah! So what?! AHHAHAHA.", he says, arrogantly.
"Well, I'm gonna show you how to fight, convicts with convicts.", Lukz replies, sinisterly.
"Your gonna do what?", he mumbles, confused.
Lukz suddenly revs his engine and tares towards them, all the convicts start getting agitated, glancing at one another, unsure what to do. He quickly flicks out the back end of his car, swinging around a bundle of about 10 convicts, all strapped to his toe bar. The others immediately tremble over one another as a huge ball of unconscious bodies crashes towards them! They try to run out the way, but Lukz keep spinning around and around battering them down with his wrecking ball of flesh! Pummelling each one, he sends them soring everywhere, crushing them into the ground, even capturing a few within his herded ball of destruction. He continues drifting everywhere, leaving behind a weeping battlefield of individuals, groaning in torturous pain as they roll around the floor! Lukz completely ignores the fact everyone has been beaten to a pulp and continues spinning around, until a cloud of tire burning smoke swallows the car park alive! His engine stops revving, then settles into a gurgling rumble between the smog.
The three police officers slouch forwards, completely oblivious to Lukz's heroics as he emerges from the cloud, dragging the short scrappy convict behind him, he tosses him against the wall, shattering every last bone in his already broken body. The scrappy man stays motionless as Lukz quickly pulls out a couple sticks of dynamite from his jacket, stuffing them into his jumpsuit, followed by planting his engraved lighter into his pocket.
"Here you go, little man. Enjoy the rest of your life in a maximum-security prison!" Lukz says, playfully.
He glances over to the three officers, then down to his phone.
Pulling it to his ear, a calm voice speaks, "nine, nine, nine, emergency services, how can I help."
Lukz replies in a high-pitched tone, "helloo, hello, there has been a major electricity explosion at Christchurch police station!! I have three very incapacitated officers in need of an ambulance, but I'm sure there is many more injured. Please send help!"
"Okay mam, are they all breathing." She adds, calmly.
"Yes, Yes! Please, come quick!" Lukz says in a womanly tone, trying not to giggle.
"Okay mam, we have services on their way. can you please...", Lukz quickly ends the call, looking towards the evacuated police station. "Hmm.. I hope Kevin and Aimee are okay?" He says to himself, hobbling over to the unconscious officers.