Chapter 3: The Great Choco Sorbetes Scoops
“Ugh… Look at these fucking… Beatle Saint King recently went to the United States capital… talking shit to Mister Doughnut Trumpet. Well, let me tell ya something, Beatle. You are an absolute fucking disgrace, breaking into the house of our good and all encompassing president. That’s harassment, FEMINIST!!! MARXIST FUCK!!! I also heard he’s Bi. I got nothing against the gays, but the dems? Fuck, man! Response?”
“Hello? Is this thing on? Yeah… Um… I have no clue what the hell you’re talking about nor what you stand for.”
“What? The fuck? The United States of America has nothing to do with you.”
“Then stay the fuck away from Grassland. Simple as that.”
“You can’t fucking make us do that.”
“Listen, lil bro. I have fought countless battles and wars… Have you actually been in the field before, you disgraceful incelous fuck? Have you?”
“I’ve been at war with feminists.”
The audience laughed.
“Well. I, Beatle Saint King… think you Westerners are honestly a joke. I don’t… care… about any of this political nonsense… All you people want is to feed your salivating greed… and forcing our kind out, misrepresented by fucking immigrants. I don’t care what your race is, whether you’re white, black, Asian… All I care about is that America is invading other countries now, and your support for this leader is a humiliating proof for humanity that i should have raptured you all to begin with. I have that power, yet I won’t, because I give a shit about every single one of you.”
The audience was silent.
“That’s fucking woke.”
“What does woke even mean…?” sighed Beatle, facepalming.
800 years of misery, death, war, and Humanity’s Messianic Ice Age later…
“The world didn’t listen…” sighed Beatle, standing on the garbage dump that was once the greatest nation of Earth. Just an endless void of ice was before him all the way toward the horizon. “This land meant freedom… in the end… It led to… whatever this is…”
Black Sabbath tears up and grabs his shoulder. “You tried.”
“But I didn’t succeed…” Beatle lifted a pack of charcoal and mammoth meat, before they flew back to the Philippines.
Now…
The Great Choco Sorbetes Scoops. Giant ice hills with mutant brown grass that appear and disappear every warm season. That is, the definition of warmth in this land is zero degrees Celsius.
The snow gently fell like pine leaves in Baguio, soft, quiet, and beautiful, with the neon skies now visible, they enter the Great Choco Sorbetes Scoops, once known, as the Chocolate Hills.
Grub complains and stomps her foot. “AW!!! This isn’t CHOCOLATE AT ALL!!! Just brown Mutant grass!!!”
“You ACTUALLy thought this was chocolate? What are you? Five?” laughed Billy.
“Shut up! Ugh!”
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Happy sighs and began scouting with his bee drones, each launching out from his back and scanning the massive sheet of frost and snow.
Happy squints his eyes. “Strange. There is a flock or… Pack… of Snow Ostrich Raptors nearby. And-.. Huh… Should there be tigers in this world?”
“Oh shit…” said Billy. “Subican Snow Ligers… A race of tigers that decided to live in prides.”
“That bad?” asked Grub. She smirks and punches her own palm, with a fiery aura leaving her skin. “I can take ‘em…”
“Subican Snow Ligers are the size of Mammoths, Grub. You cannot beat them.”
“I can destroy a mountain!”
“But CAN YOU control that power?” asked Billy.
Grub sighs, and her aura vanishes. She looks away. “Maybe not.”
The trio, with Gabrielle and Antlion in their arms, look around to see that the Ligers seem to operate with one King and multiple Queens. All creatures are striped, but silvery white in color, and the males have black manes.
The Ostrich Raptors were quite tall, not as tall as the American Rex. These ones are stalky and quick, with sharp teeth in their beaks, white feathers, and blue wattles. The Ostrich Raptors have one alpha female.
And… Suddenly, the Ligers crept closer, licking their fangs as they pounce, causing all the Ostrich Raptors to follow the Alpha after a loud, violent screech.
The Ostrich Raptors began circling the Ligers, but the Ligers attacked, and after a whole hour of onslaught and malice, half the Raptor pack were the ones that managed to escape. The pack, to regain sustenance, proceeded to attack a small herd of Mammoths that had drifted away from its home, and the Ostrich Raptors brutally took down five, and all was lost, showing nothing but bones.
Suddenly, they hear a loud, horrid squawk behind them.
They slowly turn to see an Ostrich Raptor that had strayed from her herd. She bobs her head, cocking it forward and eyeing them by turning her head sideways. She stood 10 feet tall.
Grub immediately gets big to 14 feet.
“GRUB, NO!!!” yelled Happy and Billy.
Suddenly, Billy hugged the two creatures in her arms away from the danger while the Raptors began charging toward them.
Billy took out some of the rocks and charcoal from earlier and slung the bullets into their heads, killing many of them. The trio backed away from the Raptors as Grub used Heat Vision to poof them into cooked feathers.
Suddenly, Grub howled and blasted heat vision into the sky, and fearing for their lives, the Ostrich Raptors ran away.
Grub pants, tiresomely.
Suddenly, a massive Liger female standing 9 feet tall from paw to shoulder stood before Grub, preparing to pounce.
Grub smirks and punches it, but the creature tanked the strike and bit into her shoulder, causing her to scream.
“Grub! No!” Billy hurled rocks at the creature, but its highly structured, almost woven fur shields the strikes.
The creature drags Grub around as Grub hammers her fist at the Ligress’ throat.
Grub regenerates, and the creature rubs its spit over its throat, healing itself.
Grub smirks, hopping forward and backward like Bruce Lee or a fighting game character.
Billy swung her arm and tossed a stone into its eye as Grub tackled the creature, violently thrashing her around.
Suddenly, a loud buzzing noise began to grow closer. Happy dropkicks from the sky and shatters the creature’s skull from above, making her brain leak out, killing her.
Suddenly, they hear loud thumps and thuds from the distance.
Grub carries Billy, the cubs, and Happy, proceeding to jump into the sky and leap such a massive distance, landing far away, but the Ligresses charge continuously.
Grub shouts angrily, but their distant purrs and growls began to grow closer. One Male and six females march forward. Quick, agile, and impressively large, they were that Grub’s leaps began to tire her out.
Then, they reach some sort of palace in the distance, and immediately, the Ligresses stop, as the King Liger steps forward.
A man, the height of 17 feet tall, howls angrily, and the Pride purrs and meows before scampering away.
This man takes off his mask. He is a man exiled from Beatle’s past, a former Starcross Crusader.
“Who the hell are you?” asked Grub.
The man smirks. “You must be my Grandkids… Heheh…”
Their eyes look… astonished, confused, and just plain “What the hell?”