Prologue:



" well, Boss where are the goods?, asks one of the many angry Slavers circling the man that they thought was going to make them rich. " You said that there were going to be loads of unarmed people, but it seems that we hav only five slaves, and ten dead bodies!"

BANG!! Off goes the Bosse's magnum, drilling a small hole in the chest of the loud-mouth. " Yes I know i said that, but this was a test run. If You want to make more money then, come with me. The Boss then walks away leaving the slaver's body lying in a poll of his own blood. Slowly, the remaining slavers begin to follow, but three go to get the slaves.

" don't worry 'bout them their worthless!, yells one of the vets, who pulled his pistol and shot the lead slave. " Wwwwwait!!, not me, DON"T!!!!, screams one of the slaves, though it was pointless two loud noises then silence.


As the slavers began to move west, one of the bolder approches the Boss. " So, um um sir?? where are we going?", The Boss slowly turns and with a sinister smile to match the burning houses in the distance, he says, " Hehe, lets just say you will have a blast of a time", and with that he turns and walks toward his next unknowing victims.