Fun, Run, Or Die(4)

Not far from Mohg and Cameron's battle, Robert and Rodeo were still in the humvee when they abruptly stopped in the middle of the road as they noticed the buildings and structures of the city around them had merged, shifted in an unusual shape, one material from each of them has changed such as the road pavement had turned to glass, and lastly, the lamp posts which had previously been made of metal were now replaced with road pavement material

All of this happened because of Cameron's power in his rage state.

"What the hell is this?" Robert was stunned, looking around the reality shift in awe as he spoke.

"No clue." Rodeo replied. Moments later, he and Robert suddenly heard massive yellings coming from the south of their direction.

"That's not good to hear." said Robert.

Rodeo furrowed his eyes, "Robert, head for Evan." he ordered his friend, bringing out Casull and Jackal as he stated, "Could be one of our guys in pain."

As Robert nods, Rodeo steps out the humvee and heads towards the source of the screaming, while Robert drives the humvee for Evan.

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Mohg was still boiling Cameron's blood in order to make his veins ruptured while Cameron screamed and kept resisting but this did not lessen the intense pain he was experiencing.

"You are no hero, you are but a disappointment to all heroes," Mohg stated, and he was about to give his all to finish Cameron when-

"Oye Suzy!"

...He heard another person's voice. Upon turning around, Mohg suddenly gets shot in the chest from Rodeo's Casull and Jackal, forcing him to step back.

Looking at his chest then at Rodeo, Mohg tilted his head and asked.

"You truly believe that such man-made weapons could inflict harm against demigods such as myself?"

Rodeo, for some reason, doesn't seem to bother the ineffectiveness of his attack. And instead, he let out a cold smirk.

"Not really."

Bringing out a thumbs up, Rodeo lowered his thumb and mumbled gravely.

"Yimada."

—Click!

What happened next caused Mohg to widen his eyes and felt terror for the very first time in his existence when his survival instincts screamed at him. Yet it is too late.

—BOOOOOM!!!!

From the bullets of Casull and Jackal within Mohg's body, they both burst into a violent explosion that obliterates nearly his entire body from the atomic level, leaving nothing but his hand. Cameron, on the other hand, appeared unaffected by the explosion and neither was his surroundings

Lowering his guns, Rodeo quickly carried the injured and unconscious Cameron over his shoulders and fled down the street, leaving Mohg's little remains behind assuming he was dead.

...However, unbeknownst to Rodeo, the moment he killed Mohg, his hand landed on a puddle of blood from Cameron. And as it made contact, the hand suddenly melted into the pool of blood, and for more than a minute, Mohg's form abruptly emerged from it.

"Such power, I never really expected there would be beings that could potentially kill demigods in this universe," Mohg mumbled as he glanced around and saw they were gone, "Run all you want. You are now honored guests of this war, and we will not leave our guests unintended."

Spreading his massive wings, Mohg flew into the sky and headed for the Ausmerzer as the battle in the streets continued unabated even with the city structures being reshaped and twisted.

It could have been much worse.

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Rodeo continued running down the streets of the city while carrying the injured Cameron on his shoulders.

"Don't worry. We'll get you to Robert and he'll patch you up." said Rodeo.

"I... couldn't.... beat him," Cameron coughed up more blood as he spoke in a weak tone.

"You did your best, but for now let's get you back to a friend of mine who can heal you."

"Who are... you?"

"The name's Rodeo."

"Ca...meron."

"Nice to meet you but it's best if you don't talk now."

At that moment, Rodeo noticed a V-22 Osprey bearing the foundation's insignia descended in front of him and out of it came out a group of MTF soldiers belonging to Mobile Task Force Epsilon-11, infamously known as "Nine Tailed Fox."

An elite task force that even the anomalies feared.

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"What do you want?" Rodeo questioned, his tone sounding untrustworthy to the people in front of him.

"Give us SCP-2241. We're taking him out of this warzone." said one of the MTF operatives nonchalantly.

"What?! But I have a friend who can heal him right away!"

"O5 gave us orders to remove him from this battlefield because of his reality bending power, altering the city's shape and topography entirely when we instructed him not to, yet he disobeyed that order. Even If your friend heals him we'll still take him out of this place now. 2241 is a risk to keep in this warzone and with the city changed our enemy has new advantages or disadvantages."

The soldier of MTF Epsilon-11 continued, "The Global Occult Coalition forces are already immobilized and are swarming the streets, I doubt they will kill him as well. If he dies we don't know what will happen, so I'll ask again," he pulls out a handgun from his holster and points at Rodeo, "Give SCP-2241 to us." he coldly commanded, the rest of the soldiers behind him even raised their guns at Rodeo.

"Y'all ain't be crazy enough to shoot me!" Rodeo shouted at them as he took a battle stance. While Rodeo is capable of facing off an entire squad of armed men on his own, his instincts tell him that this task force should not be taken lightly.

A force that even Evan will have a difficult time if he battled against these soldiers head-on.

"Sir... Give him. O5 orders are not to be taken lightly or there will be consequences."

Thinking for a moment, Rodeo faced the soldiers and said, "Hold on give me five minutes. I'll contact my friend."

The MTF soldier points his gun away and glances at the others behind him, gesturing to them to lower their weapons before returning his gaze at Rodeo, "Five minutes only, and be quick, we will soon be in the enemy's line of sight."

Feeling relief, Rodeo immediately used the radio on his helmet to contact Robert.

"Come on. Come on."

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The Dread Knight belonging to the idiot Doom Revenant along with the Cyberdemon and a few Blood Maykrs were currently in an alleyway somewhere in the city, staring at the hole they made on the ground which will lead them to the subterranean tunnel network in a search of the remaining hell dimension forces that escaped Vegas and replenish their numbers.

"Let me call the hunter-class hell ships to activate a jammer. If the enemy spots and calls for more reinforcements it could be trouble," said the Dread Knight as he used his transmission device to contact the hell ships.

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Two hunter-class hellships were currently circling way above the clouds of the city where the Reich and dark aether forces couldn't spot them.

Within the confines of a hunter-class hellship, an Immoran trooper fixated on a holographic display until the abrupt interruption of communicator beeps demanded his attention.

"Yes?"

[Activate the jammers.] the directive crackled through the comm.

"It shall be done," the trooper affirmed, his fingers deftly navigating the holographic interface. With a decisive press, he initiated the jammers, severing all forms of external communication, both radio and electronic.

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Upon ending the transmission, the Dread Knight faced the rest of the demons.

"Let's go." he declared, his voice reverberating with authority. Lowering his gaze, the demonic warrior leaped into the gaping hole, trailed closely by the Cyberdemon and the Blood Maykrs.

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After several tense minutes passed, Rodeo's radio continued to emit erratic static, failing to establish a clear connection with Robert. Despite his efforts to pinpoint Robert's location using the holographic map display, the jamming persisted, frustrating his attempts.

"The signal is jamming for some reason!" Rodeo reported with a hint of exasperation.

"That means you can't get him here?" inquired the operative.

"No! Give me more time and-"

"Times up. We're taking him." declared the MTF soldier firmly.

"You remove him from this battlefield, we lose the only powerhouse against the enemy!" Rodeo argued urgently

"Then what if we put him back on the battlefield?" countered the MTF soldier, "He'll get wrecked just like he is right now and warp the city out of sheer anger."

"Then why deploy him in the city in the first place?!"

"We thought he was ready, looks like we were wrong," He admitted, "He might be a young adult and powerful but he still acts like an arrogant brat who is prone to anger and uses his powers dangerously. Now, hand him over."

"But..." Rodeo began, only to falter as he felt a weak hand on his chest. He glanced down to find the injured Cameron gazing up at him pleadingly.

"Just....*coughs* let me go, you'll only make more trouble for... yourself." Cameron wheezed, his voice strained with pain.

With darkness clouding over his eyes, Rodeo grumbled, "Fine, but you better patch him up." he directed at the soldier, who offered a solemn nod.

"We will. Good luck out here." the soldier replied.

Following that, the MTF soldiers carefully loaded Cameron onto a stretcher and retreated into the osprey. As the aircraft ascended into the sky, leaving Rodeo behind, a surge of anger coursed through him, culminating in a primal roar of frustration.

"Rahhh! Fuck the O5! Fuck their orders! Fuck with the consequences! And fuck the Forsaken!" His voice echoed through the desolate landscape.

Rodeo didn't like this but again a reality warping scenario for a second time could have been much worse for the MTF still fighting in the city. Cameron fought something he couldn't match, if this continued, he would have suffered something much worse than mere injuries.

Thinking about all this, Rodeo heaved a deep sigh, "Good grief."

[Gonna cry, little kitten? Do you need a tissue?]

Forsaken's taunting voice reverberated within Rodeo's mind, igniting a surge of frustration and anger.

"You! Get out of my head!" Rodeo snapped, his voice trembling with suppressed fury.

[You brought this on yourself. I'm just making you and all of this world suffer, and I'm enjoying it.] Forsaken's voice sneered.

Rodeo's rage boils which causes the dark aether cracks on his body to pulsate with an intense glow, "When I find you, I'll erase your sorry existence from the multiverse!" he vowed vehemently.

[Unfortunately you won't be seeing me anytime soon. I'm just watching the show from afar on my throne. Keep suffering for me. You made me suffer defeat twice, so I'll say this... Come suffer with me.] Forsaken's voice echoed mockingly, fading into the recesses of Rodeo's mind.

With Forsaken's voice silenced and his presence eradicated from his mind, Rodeo muttered a curse under his breath, his anger simmering beneath the surface. "Damn you," he seethed, his steps purposeful as he strode down the deserted streets. "Damn you all to the end of time."

Despite the lingering rage clouding his thoughts, Rodeo pressed on, determined to locate Robert amidst the chaos of the city. With each step, his resolve hardened, fueling his determination to confront the challenges ahead.

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As Robert arrived at the location where Evans' emergency beacon had sounded on his armor before it jams, he surveyed the scene. The cafe, once bustling with activity, now stood eerily deserted, its furniture fused together by the city-wide reality warp caused by Cameron.

"This must be it," Robert muttered as he stepped out of the humvee and cautiously entered the cafe. With his combat shotgun at the ready, he navigated the debris, vaulting over the counter and proceeding into the kitchen. A grunt emanated from beneath the counters, prompting Robert to tighten his grip on his weapon.

"Hm?"

With a swift movement, he checked beneath the counters, only to discover the injured and blinded Evan.

"Evan?"

"Who?! What?!" Panic can be heard from Evan as he speaks, but soon calms down as he recognizes the voice, "Oh, sorry Robert, Fu messed me up bad."

"Let me patch you up," Robert offered, activating his healing ability to mend Evan's injuries.

"Ah, much better," Evan sighed in relief.

"Where are Alcina's daughters?" Robert inquired.

Evan hesitated, "About that. Not only that, we even got a new problem…" he began to explain what had transpired, detailing the events, including the threat where Fu is immune to his time ability by the help of a dark aether crystal.

"They what?!" Robert exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yes, the three got thrown to who knows where by Mr. Black Hole and are using dark aether fuelled crystals to bypass or nullify my time ability to a certain extent." Evan confirmed.

"Rodeo ain't gonna like this, especially Alcina." Robert grimaced.

"Yeah," Evan nervously chuckled as he couldn't imagine the sheer anger from the vampire milf that will unleash upon him if she learns of this.

Suddenly, Evan's expression shifted as he noticed a figure behind Robert, its arm raised menacingly, poised to strike.

"Watch out!"!

Without delay, Evan and Robert both rolled to their opposite direction, just in time to dodge an attack from a Wolfenstein Reich Robot Soldat that effortlessly cut the counters in two with a blade weapon that protruded from its arms.

"Phew," Evan exhaled with relief, and as he saw the blades on the Robot Soldat, his eyes widened, "Those aren't normal blades!"

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"Cyberpunk Mantis Blades?!" Robert blurted, but couldn't speak further when the Robot Soldat charged at them, only to get his head blown off by Rodeo's Jackal as he was standing in the kitchen's back door exit.

"Good thing I memorized the map and location," Rodeo remarked before looking at Evan, "You patched up?"

"Yup. Good as new. What's the plan?"

"We're heading back to Site-28," Rodeo answered before looking around, "Where are these triplets?" he asked, referring to the Dimicrescu Daughters.

"I'll explain it on the way."

"Get in the humvee. I'll be with you shortly." Rodeo said as he and Evan moved out and started the humvee up while Robert glanced back at the limp Robot Soldat's arms to check if there were any manufacturers on the blades, and he saw a name.

Araska

"Oh boy, let's hope smasher ain't with them." Robert mumbled those words before heading out of the cafe and into the humvee with Rodeo and Evan.

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One of Mr. Black hole's portals opened up, causing Bela, Cassandra and Daniela to fly out as they crashed face first into a billboard sign in a comical cartoony way. Slowly, they slide off the billboard and fall on the ground.

"Ow."

Shortly after, the three stood up and noticed the Billboard which said, "Welcome to Phoenix, Arizona" and found themselves in a stretch of highway of some sort. They were no longer in New York but they were still in the Scp universe luckily.

"Well, this is great," said Bela, sounding agitated.

"We might be too far from our previous location," Cassandra said as she surveyed her surroundings before noticing Daniela looking at something, "What are you doing?"

"I see smoke and hearing a lot of booms." Daniela pointed out.

Two of her sisters looked in the direction where Daniela was looking and saw multiple lines of smoke rising into the sky, along with the sound of explosions and artillery fire, all signs of trouble.

"Trouble?" Cassandra asked.

"Trouble indeed," Bela replied, "We can't help Rodeo at the moment given how far we might be from them, so we'll help the ones who might be in trouble in that direction as well as likely seek assistance from the MTF."

"Then let's go!" Daniela shouted.

Without any delay, the three sisters dissolved themselves into their swarm form and swiftly took off in the direction of the smoke and artillery fire.