Chapter 4: Thundercats Friends Against Kidnapping (TFAK) Part 1

ok, so here is chapter four...and to answer amy's question. Yes it is going somewhere, we've finally reached the two main plots dearie. So be amazed!!! I'm doing this in parts because I'm really tired right now, so this is part one and part two will be up tomorrow, k?

I sat in a cramped egg crate, mourning the loss of my husband to be. "Rachel?" "WHAT!?" I snapped, throwing a rock at the voice outside my crate. "We've decided....we're going to put the old club back together, just for you and Jake." I stood up and stared as all my friends were standing before me. "You mean it?" "Yea, we do." Then, Amy untangled a cardboard box from underneath her armpits and opened revealing a number of rings. We each took the one that had our initials on it and I started the sacred club chant. "Thunder, Thundercats, Thundercats HOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" my ring lit up and caused all the others to follow suit."THUNDERCAT FRIENDS AGAINST KIDNAPPING!!" we all screamed, joining our rings together. Each of us transformed into our superpower form. Corey turned into a mix between Elton John and a siamese cat. Mary became a cross between Richard Simmons and a really fat white cat. Elyse became a man with a black cat's head. Alexis: a firefighter cat. Amy: a really hairy ugly skanky brown cat and I became a pretty black cat with catwoman like features. Together, we were Thundercats Friends Against Kidnapping, or TFAK. TFAK was a top secret organization that even Jake didn't know about and the main goal was to recover people who were kidnapped. Because of TFAK, kidnapping rates in the U.S. have gone down considerably and thanks to TFAK, most people have become blind from how ugly we are. "God, it feels so good to be back in the old ways." Said Alexis, adjusting her firefighting cat coat. "No kidding." Elyse said, slipping into a pair of man work clothes and hairspraying her perfect kitty whiskers. Corey sighed heavily, obviously not pleased. "Whats a matter, Elton?" asked Mary, teasing. "Shut it Simmons." He snapped, scratching her with his claw. "Why I NEVER!!" she lunged at him, but was stopped by Amy. "Come on you guys, we have to work together. If my hunch is correct, then if we find Jake we can find the Hide and Go Seek Killer and end this nightmare once and for all." Corey gave Mary one last glare before turning his back on her and walking towards Jake was last standing. He sniffed the ground, then rolled around in it. "I can't pick anything up, except Jake's foot prints and cologne." Elyse leaned down and looked at the ground. "Corey, its obvious that there was a slight struggle...but Jake must've been knocked out because it looks as if it was very very brief." Corey took a closer look. "Oh! I See it!! and right here, it looks like he's been dragged off over towards that wooded box shrubbery." We all walked over there and experiance our second clue, a piece of Jake's hair. "This is his hair. I'd know it anywhere..." I shoved it in my pocket and followed the trail until we were lost in a maze of hobo boxes. "DAMMIT!!" i screamed, punching a hole in a box, exposing a really ugly girl and a hot spanish guy having sex. "Ew..." everybody said, then quickly walke away. "What do you propose we do now?" I asked, slumping down on the ground. "Well, we could follow the neon signs that say: follow us!" said Mary. "Good Idea!" yelled Corey, leading the way the signs were pointing. Elyse helped me up, then we walked slowly in the direction that would inevitably lead us to Jake. But, unbeknownst to us, our wanderings were being watched by a sinister force, the true mortal enemy of the TFAK.
well, thar she blow....enjoy!!!

Chapter Three: Hobo Priest Today...But what about tomorrow? and the truth behind HIde and Go Seek Killer's Hobo Origins!! PLUS++++ kidnapping?

ok....since I'm obviously going to not finish on time....well, I'm just gonna like...half ass end it...then finish it after the competition because i feel like it, yo!

I awoke the next morning in bed next to Jake. Today was Corey's ceremony and he had asked me to be his successful matron of honor and Gwindor was his hobo matron of honor. I dressed in my hobo tuxedo, which was a ripped up tee-shirt and some relaly baggy pants that kept falling off, exposing my dirty underwear. Jake was lucky enough to wear normal clothes, seeing as he was just a spectator. The bastard. We arrived the the church of hobo about an hour before the ceremony. It was a bunch of refridgerator boxer taped together on top of each other with square holes cut into them for windows and a teetering giant car attenae, representing the hobos dedication to the high hobo. Jake sat down on an egg crate in the back while I rushed back to where Corey was preparing for his ceremony. "RACHEL!! YOU ARE 15 Minutes Late!!!" he yelled at me while Mary helped to snap up his tattered white dress with dirt spots on it. "Sorry....i couldn't find anything to wear." "Ugh, you're unbelieavble. I finally found something to do with my life and this is how you congratulate me?" he started to tear up. Amy smacked him while lecturing him about how retarded he is and how retarded everything is. Elyse walked in, still still a bit saggy, but overall looking better with the hobo clothes she was wearing. "Elyse, you make a great hobo!" said Alexis, smearing more make up on her face. She already looked completely hideous without the make up, but she felt that she could be a little more hideous. After everybody was finally ready, it was time to process down the aisle. After everyone but me and corey processed down, I took corey by his hair and swung him down the aisle, in traditional hobo fashion. When he finally made it to the alter with a broken arm and a displaced neck, I walked slowly after him, carrying the small shoe with a hole in the front on a velvet moth bitten cushion. The elderly hobo pope said some really long, boring words about the hobo way of life. Then, it was time for Corey and Gwindor to exchange shoes. After that, they had to run the traditonal holy shoe race across the church and to their respective boxes where they were to pray for 48 hours straight and then not eat for a few more days and then, and only then, will they be aloud muddy water and garbage for food for the rest of their lives.

At the reception, I had the privellage to talk to the Hobo Pope. He called himself Larry Pope. "So, Larry, I was wondering if you knew where the Hide and Go Seek etc. killer's origins in the hobo world came from?" "Ah, I heard about you from the almight garbage can." "Uh, sure. SO what about him?" "Well, he was indeed an ex-hobo of this very community. His name was Sheryll Lighter. He hated everything and everyone because he was named Sheryll. Then, it happened. He went crazy from everyone calling him Sheryll and became....lost to us." "Lost? What do you mean?" "Well, he left one day screaming about how the world will pay for calling him SHeryll and we...never saw him again until we heard about the Hide and Go Seek killer. The tacitcs were him. His favorite game was Hide and Go Seek, but after everybody found out about him wanting to kill because his name was Sheryll, he was unintentionally shunned from our community." "Didn't you do anything to stop it?" "I tried...I tried everything in my power, but it didn't help-" Larry Pope was cut off by a loud piercing man scream. "OH SHIT!! JAKE!!!" I screamed, running towards where I left Jake talking to some Hobos. "Has anyone seen my fiancee?!?!" I yelled, all the hobos looked over to where he was last standing. I ran over there and saw his glasses, crushed on the ground. "WHO DID THIS!?!" I yelled, clutching his glasses to my heart, tears falling down my cheek. Nobody answered. THey just stared at me as if I were a freak. "WHERE IS HE!?!" I yelled again, lashing out at nearby hobos. Then, Corey emerged from his hobo prayer house, his eyes glazed and his hands waving back in forth in a fluid fantastical way. "I have seen who has taken you fiancee" he said, his voice a monotone. "It is he who is called Sheryll." Then, Corey collapsed. Gwindor came running out of his own hobo prayer house. "COREY!! NOO!!!" he yelled, crying and begging to the god of all hobos that corey had survived. Corey opened his eyes and slapped Gwindor for touching him, then grumped off to his hobo prayer house. I sat there, stunned, depressed, and most of confused as hell.

Chapter 2: Hide and Go Seek Zodiac Ripper Bunsen Manson Vampyre With A Y Killer = Hobo? Can't be...plus: Gwindor Cometh

Yea...this one is...interesting....involves much about the lore and history of the Hobo Race...hehe...not really, but yea

I looked down and saw that the Hobo was Jake's half man-sister, Gwindor. "GWINDOR!?!" I yelled, surprised. Last time I had laid eyes on Gwindor was right before the "incident" with the Hide and Go Seek etc. Killer. "Rachel, we meet again." answered Gwindor, glaring at me with his/her garbage colored eyes. "Look, uh, I don't like you...so leave me alone." "You stole him from me." "What?" "My boyfriend, you stole him!!" "Wha-" "JAKE!! YOU STOLE HIM FROM ME!!!" "Oh my fucking god...you are disgusting!" I yelled, then walked off trying to get the ugly mental picture of Gwindor and Jake. Gwindor was a huge business executive back when he/she was a man. Then, "it", as I like to refer to Gwindor as. Anyways, it decided to be a woman. That didn't sit too well with the boss, so it was fired and has been a nasty, bitch hobo ever since.
I finally reached Jake's office building and ran inside his office. I slammed the door, causing Jake to jump. "Honey? Whats wrong?" He asked, looking a bit shaken. "Well, a whole fucking lot of things!! First, it turns out that all my friends survived and just were too lazy to come and find me-" "THATS GREAT!! NO MORE NIGHTMARES!!" "I'm not done.Anyways, and then I saw Gwindor and it said that you two were a couple!" "It what!!?! No one was supposed to know about that..." "You...and....and.." "Yea...but, we're not really related....so, at the time...it was...ok...but now...*shudders* gross." I sighed in relief. At least Jake still didn't have feelings for Gwindor. "Ok, well, then...I guess I'll go..." "OK, see ya back at the place later..." "yea.." I turned around and left, only to be greeted by Corey...and Gwindor. "Corey...what are you doing?" "I met this great chick/guy outside here when I followed you. And well, we're together now...." "You're dating Gwindor?" "NO!! Heavens no, we are now together High Hobo Priests!!" "Uh...thats great?" "YEA!! Since I'm a virgin with nothing sexually good going for me, I figured that being in a job position where virginity is prized would be the best thing for me." I just nodded and continued walking. "HEY!! I WASN'T DONE TALKING!!" I turned back around, rolling my eyes. "Yes?" "Well, I want you to come to my ceremony." "Oh good lord...is anybody else going?" "yea...they're all going...mainly to throw food and laugh, but it won't be the same without you. And I hear that the Hobos know a lot about the Hide and Go Seek etc. Killer..." "HOw would they know anything about him? No body knows anything about him except that he's attracted to the Hide and Go Seek game." "They say.." said corey, dropping his voice. "They say that he was and may still be...a hobo... there are some hobos that claim to have raised him from hobo birth to hobo teen to hobo young adult to hobo maturity...then he dissappeared from the hobo world...and you can find out the rest if you come to my hobo initiation ceremony." I sighed, rolled my eyes then agreed to come along. What could it hurt? And maybe, I could solve this murder case once and for all and end my fear of Hide and Go Seek!!


ok...so its short yes, but my hands hurt and I want the next chapter to start off with the Hobo Initiation ceremony because i think that would be fun to do.

Chapter One: Running Away From the Light

This part is kinda...blah...but it gets better...trust me.


The clouds turned black overhead and rain began to start falling; after a few minutes it began to pour. I stood out in the middle of it all, letting it pound into my body. "Why did they die?" I cried, then remembered something..."Oh, yea...Satan said they would...nevermind." I collected myself and went back inside my ritzy apartment. "Honey?" asked a handsome man with glasses and a green shirt sitting at my kitchen table. "What?" I asked, drinking from his coffee cup. "You were outside again...you know how you're supposed to forget about them, just like Satan said." I sighed and sat down in his lap. "Yea, I know...but they were like my family..." "And I'm not?" "You are...but....my friends..." Jake, my fiancee wrapped his arms around me. "You'll get over them....we have eachother." I sighed and contented myself to staying in his lap. We had been dating for a about six years and have been through a lot together, but this was by far the worst. We were on a road trip with my friends, the day I recieved my first warning of their death, and I remember hearing a voice inside my head telling me that they must die. I referred the voice as Satan, but I was never really sure what it was. I told Jake about it and he tried to comfort me, but it would help. I went into therapy for my voices, but the lab coats found nothing mentally wrong with me and said that I was faking. But Jake knew I wasn't. The day kept replaying itself in my over and over again and everytime I felt that it was my fault.

We were outside playing Hide and Go Seek, me and Jake were it and instead of finding my friends...we made out on the porch. If we had only seeked them, we would've prevented what was the inevitable. A mass murderer had been on the prowl for a few weeks then, and he was known as the "Hide and Go Seek Zodiac Ripper Bunsen Manson Vampyre with a Y Killer" and he loved to prowl on people playing hide and go seek. So needless to say, we attracted him. Lucky for me and Jake, he didn't know we were playing as well, but my friends...they were the unfortunate ones. Mary, with her fluffy hair...Amy with her waddle...Theresa with her opera voice and weird science obssesion....Elyse with her silly significant other, Phillium....Alexis, the artsy one...and Corey, the one who forced us to play hide and go seek. In the middle of our make out session, I swear I saw something run by, but I paid no attention, until I heard Corey's piercing girly scream. I jumped in my seat and listened as one scream after another followed. I was so scared, I couldn't move. After a bit, there was silence and then I bolted up, grabbing Jake, and running around screaming their names. I finally found them all and I knew who it was immediatly. "Oh my god....Jake....The Hide and Go Seek Zodiac Ripper Bunsen Manson Vampyre with a Y Killer....he's killed them..." Jake just stood there freaked out and looking around for him. I looked up and saw a horned figure sitting on a bench, next to where Mary was supposed to have been hiding. "Well, I told you they'd die...." then he disappeared.

I was brought back into the future by Jake shaking me. "Rachel, come on, lets go to bed and you can forget about this." I nodded and followed him back to our room. As I lay down to sleep, Jake's arm draped over my body, I swore I saw a mass of curly hair run by my bed. I paid no attention to it and turned around so that all I saw was Jake's chest. "I can't believe it..." Shouted Mary, upset. "She paid no attention to me!! We didn't even die that night!!" "Hush, she'll hear you!" screamed Amy. "Theresa, what are our coordinates!" yelled Corey. "What?" asked Theresa, confused. THey all left to go back to their respective lives to come back the next night. Satan was wrong...they survived the murderer.

The next morning, I woke up late. Jake had already gone to work and called me in sick. I was grateful that he did, I didn't feel like going into work after last night. As I stood up, a piece of blond curly hair fell to the ground. "The fuck?" I said, picking it up and smelling it. "Mary..." I said, then got up. I showered and did my morning routine, then walked outside, back to the park where they died. As I approached the bench, I saw them...all of them. Breathing, talking, alive. "guys?" "RACHEL!!!" they screamed, jumping up and hugging me. "We didn't die...we ran away from the light!!" I laughed and hugged them all. "Why didn' t you try to find me before....?" "Because, we didn't feel like it." said Mary, waving her hand around. They had changed a lot. Mary still had her rats nest hair, but was taller and looked slightly more manly. Amy shaved her head and attached all her hair to her armpits and only wore tank tops to show it off. Corey had long hair and was all nerdy metal goth...not a good look for him, I would definatly have to change that. Theresa had her eyes redone and they were shaped like triangles. Elyse...she was married to Phil and you could tell that many pregnancies had ensued due to the extra baggage. She had with her five children and a balding phil....he was only like 23, but balding. I felt sorry for his kids. "Wow, you've all changed so much...most of you for the worst." "Wow, thanks Rach!" They said, jumping up and down like speed addicts. "So, how's Jake?" "Oh, we're great...we've gotten engaged...and he's at work." "Oh..." they all said, looking dissapointed. "What? I thought you loved him?" "Well, yea, but...we were hoping that, like...you'd dump him and get someone with a future." I gave them a weird look. "Uh...we're the third richest people in the world...I'm pretty sure Jake has a future." "No, I mean...afterfuture." said, Elyse, lowering her voice. "What?" I asked, becoming weirded out by my friends. "They never found the killer right?" "No..." "Well, then, I'd better get over Jake and fast." "NO!!!" I yelled running away from them and to Jake's office. My friends suck now....they hate Jake!! What has the world come to?!?!?

As I was running, I was tripped by a hobo and upon closer inspection I saw that the hobo was....


ok, so thats part one...it'll get better...i just had to like...ya know...start it.

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