The team loaded their assault rifles and wearing full assault gear Simon Says said to them before last mission together.
"Tonight we load some timber and it will be tonight they will remember."
The team left seeking a revenge for the entire nation with only two faithful nationals who escaped their prison.
Our Detective Simpleton was home relaxing because he knew it will shake the nation about justice served before Crimson King and his country taken for a ransom.
"You hear us guys, we take no prisoners and kiss them hard with our slugs."
"Yes, we fock them hard like our first and last love."
"Roger that we close our radio channel. We start work."
The Tvart Way 10 had urgent office meeting they call Snake, the all official heads of government had to complete strategic planning to resolve crisis their nation experienced after their Bank of Sinisters lost state secrets, including valuable assets.
The time outside our Bob and Dylan the Demolition Brothers cut throats of couple police officers standing guard at rear post.
"We are like couple cut throats."
"Yeh and a very low rent."
Meanwhile, once blood did not finish leaking out officers' throats, the major assault team made their way to main entrance because time was the key to essence in operation the Black Edge they were preparing in the former abandoned military facility the Black Site.
Once they stormed into the building, Bob dropped a bag of plastic explosions close by the electric generator for team captain to detonate it and turn off power supply, creating a blackout.
When they opened a last door and murdered the last guards, they shot dead all secretaries of Crimson state.
"What do we do with his woman?"
Simon Says without further talk fired two slugs in His Excellency Blond chest.
"You give her a good fock."
When Mage walked in to inform he secured escape route perimeter, he can see Simon sitting in highest ranked government officials chair smoking cigar. Ignacius is pumping his mast through the open zip in His Excellency wife between her spread while she is rubbing her arms on his flag vest and kissing his neck.
"You guys make me sick every time I let you take control."
He splashes her blood and part of brains over Ignacius face.
"I was about to do her in. Simon said she is a great joy ride."
"Well, I finished for you. You can close your zipper or if you love corpses go ahead while we head home."
He stood up, zips his crotch and spat down. "I think we are done here."
Simon places his cigar and picks up his CAR 15 make rifle.
"She was just a joy ride, let's move on, brothers. We need a real future to catch."
"I would rather live a moment then think anything is greater."
"Well said Ignacius."
"Thank you our Captain."
He saluted our Mage. And they took an escape route to take cover and lie low before Detective four archangels will make a miracle they were waiting for.
***
Dark Lord in his Dark Castle just finished his phone call listening about his kingdom politicians getting murdered by well prepared assailants with unknown origin to police force yet.
He places his phone down and takes a deep breath, letting his air out, closes his eyes.
"At least Blond slat made me two kids."
He opens his mini bar and takes a bottle of rum to celebrate the dead weak and strong who will survive.
But it felt the time has stopped and the Deja Vu moment made him think something is not right.
He can see dark smoke coming from all gaps of windows and doors, making his hand shake, feeling faint legs.
He cannot move nor scream at his guard to save him from fire to learn now in a middle of his dark hall is standing black figure in dark steel armour looking at him.
"You are the one who calls himself the supreme commander?" The hard voice spoke to him.
But before Dark Lord of Crimson Nation could open his jaw to let sound out.
'I see you are a weakling not worth your titles nor life you. Die."
Grand Duke, who traveled from stones of time in his sleep from the illustrious past of Grand Duke's Kingdom, closed his arm the moment he spelled Die.
He left Dark Lord only splatter of blood covering every corner of Crimson Nation Dark Hall.
***
The very next morning young Viking Princess was packing her bags to take the first flight back home and on the table were Morning Nation newspaper.
The headlines were about acts of terrorism taking lives of innocent His Excellency family and his government secretaries suspects related to the day before armed robbery of the National Bank. With most shocking news our Crimson Lord turns ill and became diseased, medics confirmed morning after act of terrorism.
She just packed her begs and took black taxi to major airport because she felt here is no more fun to play with in her desires.
She thought on her way to the airport which nation's lord would be great next sex toy.
The taxi driver packed her luggage on a trolley, and she paid him a tip.
She looked at boarding time and walked to powder her make up fresh before she boards her business class seat back to Viking Kingdom.
The ladies' lounge restroom were clean and full of fresh odour, to see an oriental girl cleaning toilet seats. She felt disgust she was sucking on her candy in her lips while brushing the floor.
"Could you leave, I prefer private time in ladies room."
"Apologies." She made a light bow and started walking away.
"But you die." Nami said and spit in her neck vocal chords light poison needle.
Yami walked out from occupied cabin and closed her mouth with tissue pulling her inside.
The time came few hours later for her driver to pick his Princess but he learned she did not board her flight back home, he found only her luggage sent home.
But when he picked her luggage airport guard dog started barking at him and security had to open her bags, finder her cut in pieces covered in plastic.
Yami and Nami landed in the same flight watch how their faces turned pale watching a scene from horror movie.
"They can build her back to stone statue."
"Yep. It will last longer than her sick desires to fock every nobleman she can find."
They took a taxi and continued to their hotel to close their business deal.
***
Mage and his team were giving their last goodbyes before they board the fishing boat, taking them back to safety after their hardship completing their mission they got from Detective Simpleton.
Bob and Dylan were standing tall and firm, proud after participating in NATO Black Site camp training helped them assist seasoned soldiers in combat operations.
"We learned so much from you, Simon. The lessons we took on how to use sharps and how to keep it. We are happy you advised us and trained how to store poison on your sleeve the time we need it oiled on blades we use make an escape."
"No worries lads. I was happy you learned rather rot in Crimson Prison."
"Ok. We done talking the time is for us to go."
But out of nowhere Simon's feet began smoke in black smoke engulfing him in black fire and dark clouds covered in black rain pulling Simon out of space through a black narrow corridor he can hear medical equipment beeping and feeling faint light coming through eyelids.