Chapter 8: Prophcey


Death Star laid on the beach and smiled contentedly as he gazed up...at the bloody red sky!? Jerking up, he looked around and saw the beach was now dead, where it had been alive and bustling a few moments ago. Turning to the ocean, he saw it was filled with blood. Deep, ruby red blood. "No--Noo..NOOOOO!!!" he shouted.

Suddenly out of the water exploded Wiendigo, dead, like in the other dream, and he came lumbering towards him. "Think we'd go away THAT easily, blootlicker!? I'm going to have your liver!!!" he shouted and lunged at Death Star, catching up in the upperbody which caused him to hit the ground hard. Wiendigo opened his mouth open in a laugh and bit down on Death Star's neck, ripping out a chunk and swallowing it. "Damn, should have known you would have tasted like a cowardly chicken..." he cursed and grabbed Death Stars neck instead, attempting to rip off his head.

"NOO!!!!" shouted Death Star, passing out from the pain, as he punched Wiendigo over and over in the stomach. Smirking, Wiendigo ripped his head off in one fluent motion and held it up in his hands, to the other dead Hunters who had appeared. "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes...what goes around comes around..." he said to him, smirking, as he crushed the head to bits.


"NOOOOO!!!!" screamed Death Star as he jerked up in the bed. Iceheart rose up next to him and touched his shoulder. "Honey...honey...calm down," she said. "It was just a dream...." she added.

"D-Dream?! Y-yeah...you're right...sorry...'bout that..." he managed to say as he got up, looking out across the Arizona horizon as they rested, slowly heading for the shuttle. X1 was in the room next to them, sleepily peacefully. Death Star envied him briefly.

"Don't worry about it...you'd sacrificed it all for me, the least I could can do is help you out..." Iceheart said.

"S-Say what!?" exclaimed Death Star, panicking as he turned around.

"I said you sacrificed it all for me..." Iceheart said, and a knowing smile came on her face.

"B-But..." Death Star began when she walked over and began to kiss him. Softly at first and then roughly. Death Star's eyes opened from the kiss and he saw Wiendigo there, raising his saber and thrusting it through his neck. "The kiss of death..."


Death Star's eyes fluttered open instantly. He remembered he was laying in the bed, in a hotel, in Las Vegas. He had flown X1 and Iceheart here to visit the place before he took them to the shuttle where they would all go back home to get resupplied after what North Star had pulled. He leaned over and saw that Iceheart was sleeping peacefully next to him. Standing up, he walked over to the window and looked out at the bright city. What was the dreams' meaning? Only time would tell, he guessed.

Grabbing some money, he walked out of the room and walked down to the casino where X1 was playing a slotmachine. "C'mon lucky seven!! C'mon lucky seven!" he kept shouting as Death Star passed him. Gently patting his friend on the shoulder, he continued on to find some real action. Setting himself up in a poker game, Death Star found himself playing poker with some of the best players in the city at the time, probably.

As he played, Death Star smirked to himself as he got a Royal Flush of Spades. He knew he had won when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw Iceheart there, smiling playfully. "Hey, is a ten, Jack, Queen, King, and Ace good, honey?" she asked. All the other players immediately dropped their cards, giving up upon hearing the news. Sighing at Iceheart's evil side, he grabbed what money he had and allowed himself to be dragged back to the hotel room, passing X1 who was chanting at the same slotmachine, "Lucky apple! Luckly apple!" As they entered the room, Iceheart turned to him, "You need your rest. That's why I ruined your game. Now go, sleep. We got a busy day tomorrow. We've been gone from the HQ for three whole days now and we're going to go back tomorrow. So at least be in the right frame of mind..." she ordered.

"Yes, Commander!"


The next morning Death Star flew over the state of Arizona carrying X1 and Iceheart. Landing at the meteor crater, he learned that the shuttle had been moved over to Washington D.C. Sighing, he flew them to the nearest airport and bought the three plane tickets to Washington D.C. Sitting down on the plane, he leaned back, cursing the government for taking back their property like that. "Well, at least you get to see the capital..." he pointed out. Iceheart shook her head.

"Already have. Remember, when they captured you?" she pointed out. Death Star nodded. The two flew in quiet across the country, trying to ignore X1 throwing peanuts at them and harassing the stewards on the plane. He actually got one's phone number, amazingly, but Death Star tried to point out no number had eight digits, but X1 didn't care.

When the plane landed in Oklahoma and they reboarded onto another plane, Death Star noted it was close to afternoon now. Grabbing them some magazines to read, he boarded the next plane and the three flew, in silence amazingly again, to South Carolina. There the plane landed near Myrtle Beach. The next flight would be in a few hours, so Death Star rented a car with the money earned in Las Vegas and drove around the town, stopping everywhere Iceheart wanted. He refused to stop at the zoo for X1, however, and instead went to the beach. 'Deja vu...this beach looks like the one in my dream....' he thought to himself as he gazed over the waters, half-expecting Wiendigo to leap out of it at any moment.

Iceheart hugged him, breaking him from his concentration. "Hey, lover, it's beautiful, don't ya think? Lets go swimming!" she said and the two went swimming. Death Star couldn't remember the last time he had so much fun. The three regretted having to leave, but Death Star promised they would go back after the resupplied. Boarding the next airplane that night, it flew into Washington D.C. Stepping out of the airport, Death Star turned to X1. "Okay, you'll go and get the shuttle ready. Me and Iceheart will meet you in the morning. We're going out to the woods area to sleep tonight. Have some time alone," Death Star ordered.

"Right, right. Leave me out of the party..." X1 said and left. Smirking at his friend, Death Star hailed a taxi.


North Star crackled evilly as he watched the two camping below the huge hill. His men were sitting up the specially built missiles not to far away. His plan was set. Tonight would be Death Star's last night. Tonight would be the last conflict. And he loved it. The missiles would blow up the HQ, killing all of DS's friends instantly. Too bad they were one of a kind. He had to...kill the creator as not to have him making any for Crucifixtion and Exodus. He just couldn't have that happen. Even though Crucifixtion was his boss.

"Alright, we're in place...let the fun begin...." he said smirking.

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