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Chapter #9
Destiny's Revenge
by: Unknown
Meanwhile, back at Under Gloom, Destiny was in a foul mood having had to deal with you escaping from Under Gloom just as the governor was visiting. "I can't believe it," says the gargoyle giantess. "Ten years as warden, a spotless record and the first prisoner to escape is that TINY little upstart Wade! How is that even possible! Why didn't any of the guards see him! I was so ashamed I was tempted to resign then and there. The only thing stopping me is that Governor Liza threatened to fire me if this happened again."
Destiny is so angry that she scratches the top of her desk with her sharp claws and grits her fangs as her eyes glow red. "Well played Wade," she says. "Looks like you finally got the drop on 'Demona'. But if you think you're enjoying your freedom, well WHOOP DEE DOO! You're not out of the woods yet. I know your kind, you CAN'T stay out of prison long. Especially when I'm in control."
Destiny reaches for her phone and begins to dial as she lets out a hiss. "I can't believe I'm doing this. Me, reduced to hiring a lowly bounty hunter to deal with the most loudmouthed, obnoxious, insignificant little bug that society has cast out. And they don't come any lower than Bona Fete." Destiny dials the phone and elsewhere there is a rundown looking house that looked like it was the home of a thug. There was even a skull shaped doorknob and jagged metal littering the lawn. There was also a motorcycle in the driveway that had screaming souls painted on it with a grim reaper shaped hood ornament.
Inside the house was Bona Fete, a 950ft gray skinned gargoyle chick with bulging muscles bearing tattoos of all the monster criminals she's ever killed. She had black hair and wore a shirt bearing the Punisher logo on it. She was busy drinking a beer as her pet Fenrir, a giant carnivorous feral wolf, was chewing on what looked like a large dinosaur bone. The phone rings and the Fenrir growls. "Easy Ripper," says Bona as she reaches for the phone. "Hello. Bona Fete, who do you want me to slaughter." Bona belches slightly into the phone before Destiny speaks.
"Your father may have been worthless," Destiny says. "But at least your mother could've sent you to charm school." Bona cracks a smirk and shows her fangs. "Well, well, if it isn't Ms. High and Mighty Warden of Under Gloom. What's shaking Demona? And how's my half-sister doing." Destiny is annoyed as she continues speaking. "Don't you dare call me that horrible word and don't you dare compare yourself to my Fate. Listen Bona, I hate you and you don't really like me much, so I'll cut right to the chase. As much as I hate to admit it..." Destiny bites her lips before she continues but Bona laughs as she gets the gist of it.
"You mean somebody finally snuck out from under your big blue nose? Man Destiny, you're slipping in your old age." Destiny slams her fist on her desk and makes it crack slightly before continuing. "Do NOT patronize me bounty hunter! Your target is a human escapee called Wade Wilson. He's been the bane of my existence since he came to Under Gloom and tried to escape even more times than any of the Dark Siders. He finally got out and I want you to get him."
Bona Fete finishes her beer and scoffs. "You're sending me after a human? Overkill much." "This is no mere human. Whatever you do, bring him back alive. If anyone is going to clobber him, it will be me." Bona nods her head and tosses her beer bottle into the air before shooting it with a handgun and blowing it to bits. Ripper even catches one of the pieces to chew it up as he growls. "I love this job." Says Bona with a smirk as she sharpens a knife with a claw.
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