Post by ConfessionFPT on Aug 31, 2016 5:04:51 GMT
The Story So Far!
Pre-SKWD Matches:
The Grinch vs Jason X ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/4826/grinch-jason-voorhees-skwd1 )
Android 18 vs Scrooge McDuck ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/4827/android-18-scrooge-mcduck-skwd2 )
Waluigi vs Killer Croc ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/4829/walugi-killer-croc-skwd3 )
SKWD Season 1:
SKWD 1: The New Team ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/4840/skwd-new-team )
SKWD 2: The D-List ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/4860/skwd-2-list )
SKWD 3: No One Exists on Purpose ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/4913/skwd-3-exists-on-purpose )
SKWD 4: Sui ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/4977/skwd-4-sui )
SKWD 5: 18 Wakes Up ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/5005/skwd-5-18-wakes )
SKWD 6: Jump City Streets ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/5026/skwd-6-jump-city-streets )
SKWD 7: The Worst Dinoco Bathroom ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/5057/skwd-worst-dinoco-bathroom )
SKWD 8: SKWD vs ANTI-SKWD ( electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/5118/8-skwd-anti )
and now!
SKWD Season 2: Every Who Down in Whoville
Mt. Crumpet - Christmas Eve
The Grinch sat slumped in his tattered big chair and smoked an obnoxious cigar. This time of year was always a mixed bag of emotions for him. Not too long ago, he hatched a scheme to take Christmas away from his community. A plan that shamed him to this very day. His neighbors had forgiven him and he was now viewed as an upstanding member of society, but he'd always feel remorse for the time he tried rob the joy of the season from them.
He exhaled a copious amount of smoke from his mouth and licked his yellow teeth. He had just returned from the Christmas Eve Party in Whoville Hall, and had to fight a vicious snowstorm to climb his way back up the mountain. He should have been sleeping, in preparation for the Christmas Day party tomorrow, but the ghosts of his past were haunting him. The wind picked up outside, whistling in the night. His trusty dog Max was deathly afraid of these storms. As the commotion outside increased, Max jolted out from under the bed and launched himself into the Grinch's lap. Grinch coughed a loud, smoker's cough. The impact of Max on his abdomen forced a burst of smoke from his mouth. Grinch was a kinder master now, since his reform, and scratched behind his best friend's ears. "Its ok Maxie," he said softly.
An additional noise came with the raging storm. Almost like someone was knocking on the door. Grinch knew this was impossible. He was the only person he knew who could weather a blizzard all the way up the mountain, so he went back to petting his dog. Then the knocking became louder, and more clear. Grinch became concerned. What if someone was trapped out there in the rabid snow? Some hiker or something? This was unlikely, due to all the Whos liking to stay home on Christmas Eve, but regardless the mean one got up and headed toward the door. When the Grinch stood, Max ran back under the bed. Grinchy then hurried to his entryway and put his hand on the doorknob. He took a breath and opened the door.
Killer Croc, Shego, Scrooge McDuck, and Wreck-It Ralph all fell through the opening door and almost landed on the Grinch. He stood there stunned for a moment, forgetting to close the door. A considerable amount of snow and cold blew in the door before he remembered to shut it. Two of these characters were from his past. He remembers battering and battling beside Killer Croc and Shego. He knew Scrooge by reputation only, the duck being at the top on Fortune 500's wealthiest people list every year since 1947. Grinch had. No words. The cigar fell from his mouth, and he knew what their arrival meant. He wasn't yet done with the SKWD.
~~~
When Waluigi woke up, he was thoroughly strapped to a wall. The last time this had happened to him, he had been drafted into the Suicide Squad after a city-leveling battle with Killer Croc. But this wasn't Belle Reeve. The walls were padded with a mattress-like material. He had never been here before. There was one other person chained to the wall across from him: Dr. Neo Cortex.
"Wah?" he tried to say, but his voice has too raspy. He then remembered the blood curdling yelps he had let out the night before. Cortex's big head hung heavy, if he had been awake he would have felt a great strain on the back of his neck. The Purple Plumber exerted a great amount of energy to try and loosen his bonds. The more he tried, the tighter they felt. He began to feel claustrophobic and started to panic. His heart beating out of rhythm and his breaths becoming short and sporadic. Ignoring the fact that he didn't have much of a voice, he let out a tremendous "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
A bolt of lightening flashed in concurrence with his wale outside of Arkham Asylum, waking Dr. Cortex woke up.
~~~
Grinch helped the frost-bitten, beaten crew off the floor and dragged each of them toward the fireplace. The fire had been burning dull, but he injected new life into it by adding a crisp log. He provided blankets. Though littered with holes, they helped. There was no talking at first, just the chattering of teeth. Grinch had no fond memories of his time in Task Force X, but he empathized with what these four had gone through and felt obliged to help. Ya know, since he abandoned them. He finally decided to break the silence, "How you feelin'?" He patted Croc on the back.
He felt incredibly cold. More so than the others. Probably due to his literal cold blooded nature. "I'm fine," he said curtly.
Shego took a sip from the hot coco that their host had passed out, "Forgive him, he has a right to be angry after what happened to us."
"It's a damn travesty!" Scrooge blurted out, "All I wanted was me safe back!"
"Well maybe if you guys wouldn't have attacked us and actually talked to us, this wouldn't have happened!" Shego snapped, "They ripped off his wings, Scrooge. You're a bird, you have to understand how much that hurts. If I hadn't been so tired from fighting Red X...maybe I could have helped him...maybe..." She didn't have the strength to finish her thought. The room went quiet, with the exception of the snowstorm outside and the crackling fire.
Grinch took a big swig from his drink. Wreck-It Ralph was twirling his finger in his coco, in an attempt to make the marshmallows melt faster. He finally spoke up, "Its funny. I probably had the least stake in any of this. I didn't know all this was going to happen when I got on your ship thing. I don't even know what I'm doing here." No one answered him. Croc felt responsible for all the emotions Ralph had expressed. Technically, it was Croc that had recruited him in that Pixar dimension. His fault he was in this mess.
Grinch tried to change the subject, since he had no idea who the guy in over-alls was. "How'd you guys find me? What made you think ta come ta Whoville?"
"You were one of the more honorable members of the SKWD," Croc growled, "and honestly we need more muscle for what is to come."
"To come?" Grinchy's eyes became wide.
"They were following us, they're always following us." Shego said.
"Who? Waller?"
"Who else?" Scrooge said rudely.
"She's on her way here?!" Grinch's eyes turned red with fury, "You led dat bitch here!?"
"You'd do the same thing if you had stayed with us," Croc stood up (he towered over their host), "You don't know what we been through."
"You've put me, my dog, and the village I protect in danger," Grinch got in Croc's face, "I want you guys to leave right now. My hospitality ends here."
"Xigbar is dead!" Shego was standing now, "I know you never gave a shit about him, but he was my teammate. We had survived everything together. Xigbar, Goldar, and Me. I thought we could live through anything. Now he's returned to darkness and Goldar is-" she burst into tears. To hide her ruined make-up she leaned against the fire-place mantle and sobbed into it.
It became quiet again, even though most people in the room were pretty much fuming. Suddenly, the harsh wind outside stopped. It took a second for anyone to notice, but Grinch noticed first. He was oddly unnerved by the lack of bustle outside, "Somethin's wrong." He ran to the door and flung it open. The others followed.
Grinch's mouth hung wide in shock. Shego wiped her tears with her forearm. Ralph wrapped his blanket around him tighter. Scrooge raised his cane in an attack position. Croc sighed a nervous sigh.
Something was floating, not close to them, but in the visible distance. All the snow, had disappeared. For the first time in thousands of years you could see the stone façade of Mt. Crumpet. The evergreen trees between the Grinch's home and Whoville were not covered in the white powder either. All the snow seemingly evaporated. It was the middle of the night but the sun was completely out, high in the sky like it was noon. "He stole our white Christmas!" the Grinch thundered.
"Bah humbug, who cares about that?" Scrooge replied, "who is he?"
"One of Waller's agents surely," Croc squinted, the figure looked vaguely familiar, "what is he doing?"
"Ruining the most important day of the year obviously!" The Grinch shook his fist at the floating figure and began yelling at it, "Hey you! Santa is about ta come and the reindeer's eyes are sensitive to heat and bright lights! So you better put the night and the snow back where ya found it, or imma gonna get up there and make ya!"
The floating person turned around and faced his accuser, and gave a wicked sideways smile. "Oh, I'm sorry?" He called out, "I couldn't hear you over the cries of agony." Before they could question what he meant, he raised some sort of rod and pointed it at Whoville. Storm clouds, black as night, quickly formulated over the village.
The sudden appearance of light had awoken the drowsy residents, and they rubbed their eyes and looked out their windows. Some Who children, remembering it was Christmas morning, ran downstairs only to see no presents under the tree. Had they been bad this year? The clouds appearing above the town began to rumble and spark, the floating man turned to the Grinch again and said, "Waller specifically requested this."
He didn't even finish his sentence before a barrage of lightening bolts zapped down at the oddly shaped homes. You couldn't hear the Grinch's scream over the thunder claps. There was one lightening bolt for every house, at first, and for good measure the Weather Wizard sent down supplemental bolts after to make sure the job was done.
Croc, Scrooge, Shego, and Ralph all stood silent. It was the Grinch's turn to weep. Shedding solid streams of tears from his unblinking eyes. When the wizard was done, only the foundation of building were left. There were no people, no charred bodies. Only ashes.
"Now that I've taken care of that," Weather Wizard began, "I've been given permission to put an end to you. Slowly."
Grinch felt like someone had taken a hammer to his soul, and felt dead inside. He stood up without even looking at the interloper.
"We got his back?" Shego threw the blanket off her shoulders.
"Oh yeah," Croc stomped out after her.
Croc - electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/502/killer-croc
Scrooge - electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/441/scrooge-mcduck
Shego - electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/454/shego
Ralph - electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/1229/wreck-ralph
Grinch - electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/940/grinch
vs
Wizard - electricferret.freeforums.net/thread/2030/weather-wizard
