The golden war - part 1 - "Death of the leader" A story by fisto.

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    • The golden war - part 1 - "Death of the leader" A story by fisto.

      *A radio sparks, and plays a song*



      Praaise the lord, and pass the ammunition!



      *views a big war strategy room*



      Praise the lord! and pass the ammunition! x2





      and we will all stay free!



      *views a big city in the middle of the desert, big towers, and lights*



      *Screams and laughter in the background*



      * 5 drunk bro soldiers walking down the road, waving flags of stephano*



      [???] Yeah! Let's go there!



      *zooms away from the city, seeing a sniper*



      [Sniper] Roger that sir, we see him.



      *The sniper aims, shooting another type of soldier*



      [Sniper] A headshot! Hell yeah!



      *You see a big hill, were a soldier dressed in green armor, holding a binocular, looking at the big city*



      [???] GO GO GO!



      *Another soldier points at a camp, as 4 soldiers runs past, holding assult rifles*



      .....



      *Views a destroyed house, with 4 bro soldiers lying on the ground, and... a familiar person in the middle, and 5 other persons, standing up, holding pistols*



      War... war sometimes changes...



      When the trolls consumed the internet, those who survived, did so in secured websites, when they opened, they ventured out in the wastes of youtube, and other webs, forming groups, and communities...



      The strenght of the bro army, lasted through the troll war, and it grew stronger after it...



      The flag of the bro army, could be seen in most places in the south.



      The bro army sent their army east, to take over youtube, and restore it, as it were before...



      But in the west.... Another community had risen, with another flag.



      A big army of barrels, formed from 42 tribes. "Barrelias legion"



      4 years have pasted, since the bro army enterd the east, the barrels did not retreat...



      In the barrel's camp, gatherd strenght, camp fires burned, training drums beated.



      Through it all, the big city still was opened for bussiness, a big shining light in the dark wastes.

      under controll, by the man only known by.... Dr. Yrc.



      At this day and time... The bro master, was gonna enter and help the army...



      But... they didn't have luck on their side...



      *views the destroyed house again, pewdie trying to get back on hes knees*



      [???] We got him now, let's finish it...



      [???] Look's who is waking up over here... You must get better friends, this was to easy...



      *The man takes out a pistol, aiming at him*



      [???] You've made your last video, kid. Sad truth isn't it?



      *The man pulls the trigger, the screen fading black*

      *intense music plays*



      FISTO... PRESENTS...

      "The golden war"



      .....

      "Death of the leader"





      3 years later...



      [Pewdie] GAAWGHH! Ugh... My head!



      *Pewdie looks around, finding himself in a bed, with medical tools around him*



      [Pewdie] Where am I?...



      *pewdie falls off the bed, making a silly noise*



      [Pewdie] I'm thirsty...



      *He looks around the house, finding nothing*



      [Pewdie] What the... The last thing I remeber was...



      [Bill jasonston] Hello.



      *pewdie looks at the man*



      [Pewdie] Uh?! Who are you?!



      [Bill] I'm Bill, I'm the one who took care of you, after that... incident...



      [Pewdie] Oh, I'm pewdie..



      [Bill] Pewdie?! Ha... He died years ago...



      [Pewdie] No?! When?



      [bill] Atleast thats what I heard, they confirmed the death also, and all... The bro army lost alot of soldiers after that. But, that was 3 years ago.



      [Pewdie] 3 years?! I was knocked out for 3 years?



      [Bill] Well, not really, it's just now you're able to walk and speak. Anyway you're good now.

      *Bill takes out a pistol, giving it to Pewdie*



      [Bill] You should get armed before going out again like that, alone.



      [Pewdie] Eh, thanks... Where am I anyway?



      [Bill] Ucav, a small town out here, it's pretty safe from the wars going on.



      [Pewdie] What war?



      [Bill] The war between the bro army and the barrel legion, it's being very tough.



      [Pewdie] Oh, okay... and uhmm, thanks for helping me.



      [Bill] Eh, it was nothing, just don't come back okay? I rather not see you get hurt again.



      *Pewdie opens the door, and walks outside, the strong sun shining up the small town*



      [Pewdie] Well... I may be "dead", but I can still help others... and find out what happened to me, why it happened...



      *Pewdie smiles, closing the door, then walking down the steps*



      Dun dun duh dudh udh ... *music plays* duh duh...





      MEANWHILE... In a Bro camp.



      [Bro soldier] Sir, we got reports of barrel patrolls, they've taken down 2 of our recon teams.



      [Sgt. Jekke] God damnit... Okay, we need to get backup from HQ, if we lose this position, we may also lose the town.



      [Bro soldier] What do you suggest, sir?



      [Sgt. Jekke] Send some soldiers to call for backup, and put up the turrets we fixed today, we can't do anything to stop the patroll for now, we'll just have to wait.





      The end of part 1. part 2 coming soon.



      THIS WAS A BAD STORY, YEAH I KNOW. FLAME ME.