All of the Combat Journalists were in their common room, awaiting the news from the conference that the Pentagon was currently in. WNxHawkeye, WNxLordGene, and WNxStep07mar were at the bar, slopping around in a flood of beer that was being supplied to them. The other ECJs, WNxDruscillia, WNxPhoenix, WNxDakX, and WNxJokazwild, were being directed by WNxSquealer in stealing WNxNubblyBubbly cupcakes. WNxFallenAngel was at the coffee machine handing out free coffees to girls with cute smiles. WNxMWDeez was on the dance floor, wearing a pink dress, the only one wearing pink. The other ordinary Combat Journalists were all gathered in the centre of the room, generally chatting. Suddenly, a fight erupted between the Historians and the Development crew over which shirt goes better with purple trousers. The other departments of Interviews and Previews and Reviews, had formed a ring around the contestants and were cheering rather loudly, with betting stalls getting quickly set up on who would win. At the height of all the commotion, just as the ECJs were bagging the cakes, there was a rather loud explosion as the double doors flew off their hinges straight at the crowd. As the dust settled, two lone figures were standing in the doorway, two very familiar shapes...
"Whoopa, these promotion upgrade parts come in handy. The bionic hand rules. Now I just need a metal heart", said Zero-Hero walking through the portal. "Well you'll have to wait 'till Major General for that m'dear, and besides, isn't your heart cold enough already", laughed NubblyBubbly joining at Zero's side. At this point, the crowd moved apart to form around the two admins, revealing the unfortunate fights contestants had been crushed by the doors. "So you're promoted then Zero?", came a shout from the gathering, "All hail the god king", came another. "Now guys, I am promoted, which means I have to leave you." With this a cheer emitted from the CJ's, who were quickly quiet from fear of whipping. "Now, I need to find a replacement for you guys, one person who I know is an outstanding member of this department, one who you all respect and love, and a member who has proven countless times that he's possible of a strong leadership role. I present to you...
MY CLONE!"
With this, an identical man strode through the door, and stood there silently. "Now he comes full whipping capability's, coffee drinking attributes, and a full array of insults. Overall, he's almost as good as me. Now, there's one perk I especially like, and one that I think you will all enjoy. Observe." With a click of Zero's fingers, the clone sprang to life. Pointing at an ordinary journalist, it said "YOU'RE FIRED." Flamethrowers then flew out of his eyes, engulfing the worker drone. "As you can see he's a barrel of laughs", Zero-hero said while in hysterics.
"Now, a couple of commands, and he's ready to take over... ok, a few tests. Sit, there's a good boy. Roll over, good Zero. Now play dead."
At this, the clones head snapped towards the original, and said in a uniform voice, "I am indestructible, I can not die."
"I know that, but I just want you to pretend."
"Not possible."
"Yes but..."
"Not possible."
"It is..."
"Not possible."
"I'll show you what's not possible!", roared Zero, and with a huge cry, hit the clone straight in the chest with his new hand. With a shocked look, the clone flew straight through he door, along the corridor, up the stairs, and straight out of the building, never to be seen again.
"He was a fine man, this calls for a state funeral", wailed Zero. "Now what about the replacement?" came the cries from the crowd. "Ah yes, that again... err, I need a coffee first...", he surveyed the room, and finally pointed randomly at someone in a pink dress, the only person in a pink dress.
Zero said: "You'll do. Put on this uniform and get these slackers on double coffee duty again. Now who's paying the booze?"
Congratulations to WNxWAKKO!!!
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