Frog had been through quite an ordeal, and now he had retreated to his home for some well-deserved R&R. He reclined in his favorite easy chair, sipped a Dogfish Head, and channel-surfed.
*CLICK* Bear Grylls was eating bugs again. This made Frog want a sandwich.
*CLICK* Something poorly-animated with annoying voices.
*CLICK* The news. A skeletal visage appeared. Frog spit out his beer in shock.
"He lives! He lives! The monster haunts me still!"
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"Any fours?" asked Anticlimax.
"Go fish," responded Coitus Interruptus.
A ring appeared, and Frog stepped out of it.
"My sword, my friend. I hope it served thee well,
but I have bus'ness to attend, and must
needs ask you to return it to me now."
"...Kay," said Coitus.
Frog took the Masamune, nodded, saluted, and stepped back through the ring.
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The saw blades were still, and the lights were out as Glenn approached Cheney's lair. It was quiet...a little TOO quiet.
He crossed the long bridge, a shadow against shadows, the wind howling in his ears with perhaps just a hint of his theme music on it.
He opened the large doors, crossed through the large, empty corridor, into an office room. A desk stood in front of him, a chair behind it, with its back to him.
The chair slowly turned. Cheney sat in it, his hands steepled and doing the Evil Villain Hand Thing.
Frog croaked,
"Deceiver! Manipulator of minds!
I saw you die. Why do you haunt me now?"
"Is that important?" asked Cheney. "Yes...to you, I suppose it is. Long ago, on a rooftop, you saw Richard Cheney destroyed -- blasted through his midsection by a Chaos Child with a Chaos Emerald! You saw me die!
"But they found me..." he continued. "My people found me...my pieces...
"Halliburton is very resourceful...and has knowledge of a great many skills. Some from the time of legends and myth...some from the time of logic and science. Together...all things are possible.
"Imagine a creature of our Earth -- a worm. Small, blind, useless...but it eats.
"And from what it eats, it learns, and adapts its own cells' structures. Others eat from the same dish, and join together, taking on a completely different form. This colony becomes a different being!
"They ate, and began to think and act as one...from one structure...one being. I stood...GROTESQUE...ALIVE!! My LUST for VENGEANCE, my HATRED for you -- STRONGER than BEFORE!!
"...But now...the waiting is over."
Cheney stood. He drew two katana. Frog hefted the Masamune.
"Thou creature foul, thou aberration black,
I will destroy you, of this certain be.
Now you shall burn, thou motherfucker -- burn!"
The Masamune glowed as Frog leapt forward. Cheney crossed his swords over his head and parried, then kneed Frog in his frog nads.
"I cannot die!"
Frog wheezed:
"Indeed you can -- and rest assured you will!"
Cheney swiped at him; Frog bounded out of reach.
"TIME -- TO -- DIE!" Cheney shouted.
Suddenly Joseph Lieberman rose up, drawing a hidden knife, and then with a snarl like a dog he sprang on Cheney's back, jerked his head back, cut his throat, and with a yell ran off down the corridor. Before Frog could recover or speak a word, a crossbow twanged and Lieberman fell dead.
To the dismay of those that stood by, about the body of Cheney a gray mist gathered, and rising slowly to a great height like smoke from a fire, as a pale shrouded figure it loomed over the castle. For a moment it wavered, looking to the West; but out of the West came a cold wind, and it bent away, and with a sigh dissolved into nothing.
Frog looked down at the body with pity and horror, for as he looked it seemed that long years of death were suddenly revealed in it, and it shrank, and the shrivelled face became rags of skin upon a hideous skull. Lifting up the skirt of the dirty cloak that sprawled beside it, he covered it over, and turned away.
"And that's the end of that," said Marle. "A nasty end, and I wish I needn't have seen it; but it's good riddance."
"And the very last end of the War, I hope," said Lucca.
"I shan't call it the end, till we've cleared up the mess," said Marle gloomily. "And that'll take a lot of time and work."