"Welcome to a new morning in the bright city Metasteam! This is your host! Galileo speaking! Today is the 13th of July, 2614 as the bright side of our moon shines greater than ever marking a week for this moon's 300th anniversary , Exquisite! Quite the show to celebrate our time of thrive, CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS FRIENDS?!
Even tho this be wonderful event we have waited for is soon to come. Some fiascos may happen, no matter how close we are to greatness! Today we just got a report of a dead, and I repeat! Dead! Robot! In the shape of a horse! I don't know if I should get excited or sad but from what we know, it might have been from the turf war south! So you lose some and get some I guess! Haha!
What? What is it? Oh! We just received an extra report from the bosses?! A new big project?! Amazing!
Listen ladies and gentleman! A new present to our city, Metasteam, will come directly from the bosses's head quarters! Something which they call a revolution! Ain't that exciting!
Let's see what else this report says! Oh! A new bounty is set on two lonely bar owners?... it's... Jack! And his younger brother Zick! To bring them alive only I see! Killing them would mean... death?! Quite a surprise ain't it?! I guess the fire and explosions of their bar were real and not a stupid story which was told to me at lunch!
Well! The bounty says it's five, no! Six! Six MILLION Prons! With that enough money you could buy earth! Or any other planet in this solar system!
Wow! I guess I will be going too on the hunt if it's only these two! Good luck everyone with your catch! And now! The weather!"
The hour is 07:10. The radio shuts down as all of Metasteam's citizens are shocked from hearing so. As an almost immediate reaction, they go to their houses to fetch weapons. Preparing a bounty hunt.
Jack, Zick and Sam are shocked from hearing the radio, giving them shivers down each one's spine.
Zick freaks out. Shouting every word he could possibly think of at the moment to combine a normal sentence.
"B-b-b-b-bou-bounty?! Wh-what-WHAT?!!! N-NO FUCKIN' WAY!!!! TH-THIS CANNOT BE HAPP-HAPPENING!!"
Jack freaks out as well. Thinking to himself as his thoughts are filled with Him talking to Torment as he appears in his thought.
"Surprise! I can even enter your thoughts! I know, I know, you're wondering why I am here and the answer to that is well... let's see..."
As Torment pulls out a book out of nowhere with the word Script written on it, Jack questions him with a loud and angry attitude.
"You... why are you darn here?! Tell me now or else I'll darn shoot you!"
"Ah! There it is!"
As Torment closes the book. Ignoring Jack's question, he continues his sentence with his creepy, faded voice.
"...the answer to that is the fact the we have a certain... well how do you say it?... bond... that's what we have Jack... a bond. And let's say that same goes with two more people..."
Jack sighs as he scratches his head, all stressed yet tired already at the same time.
"Yeah yeah I darn get, two more people can see you except me so it means we have a bond, already know that my darn brother Zick is one of them. I just need to know who's the second one. At least after we get that darn bounty off of us..."
Torment looks at Jack with a confused face as his eye's pupil gets smaller, with the tall ghost replying with a low questioning voice.
"Zick...? You mean that distorted brother of yours?... huh... weird..."
As he says so, Torment turns around and walks away from Jack while holding his own chin. Thinking to himself what did the old brother mean. Making Jack's head tilt to the side right before Jack asking another question loudly in his head.
"Wait. Why do you look darn confused? You know. You really are darn confusing most of the time. I barely even know darn anything about you, yet you appear in front of my four hundred, twenty five year old eyes now?"
Torment slowly looks back at Jack as he's about to reply. Reply in a slow and creepy pace.
"Well... it's a bit- huh? What? Damn it all! I now have to disappear before your younger brother walks to you... ughh... goodbye for now... Jack..."
Jack returns to reality. As Zick walks towards him, all shaking the knowledge of being hunted.
With him holding his own hands, he talks with a loud voice to his older brother.
"J-Jack! What are going to fuckin' do now huh?! What are we going to fuckin' do with everyone in the turf war, now hunting us! Including all the other citizens in the entire fuckin' city!"
Jack also stutters for a few seconds, trying to reply.
"Y-y-yeah. J-just give me a darn minute to think... I... I... I don't know. Just give me time to darn think."
As jack covers his face while bending his back to face downwards. Sam comes behind the two brothers with an excited voice, making them both jump.
"Oi! Bloody hell! Forgot about me for a bloody second?! I'm protecting you two from anyone who'll try to attack us. So don't bloody worry!"
Both Jack and Zick look at Sam. Sighing a bit as Jack walks a bit closer to the weapon merchant.
"How can we know darn well that you will be good enough?! Heck. All darn three of us together can't be compared to all of Metasteam! This is not going to darn work at all!"
Sam grabs Jack by his striped, purple and orange bands shouting at him as a reply.
"WELL BLOODY HELL! THIS IS WHAT WE HAVE! NOW LISTEN TO ME FOR A BLOODY MOMENT OKAY?!"
Jack stays quiet while responding to Sam with an exhausted one.
"Fine. just darn talk already before someone, or something finds out where we are."
"Bloody good. Anyways. What I've been trying to tell you two is that I have a plan!"