Ice And Fire [Fortnite Fanfiction Book 2] [✔]

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Fate was laying on the couch in the living room with all the bandages wrapped around her leg. Sidewinder followed Crackshot into the cabin. Deadfire was standing in the middle of the room. "I can see a resemblance." Deadfire said. "Resemblance?" Sidewinder asked. "If I'm right you're Sidewinder." Sidewinder stared at Deadfire. "You know me?" "Well I heard of you." Sidewinder stepped closer. Sidewinder heard footsteps from upstairs. "From who." Deadfire hesitated. "Your sister, Calamity." Sidewinder's eyes widened. "Deadfire! Who's down there!?" Someone asked. "Has that your girlfriend or sonething?" Crackshot asked. The voice was only familiar to Sidewinder. Fate and Crackshot had no clue. Sidewinder rushed upstairs. Sidewinder bumped into the wall going up the stairs so fast. Sidewinder rushed into the room the voice came from. Inside was woman. She was about Sidewinder's age or younger. She wore a black trench coat with white patterns. She had a black bandana around her neck and she wore a cowboy hat. She had fairly short black hair with red ends. "Calamity?" Sidewinder asked, shaking. "Sidewinder?" The cowgirl asked, who was definitely Calamity.

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Redline, Rust Lord, Malcore, Zoey, DJ Bop, and Drift were all sleeping in the hideout. Drift suddenly woke up to a text from Brite Bomber that engaged a conversation.
Brite Bomber: Is Crackshot back with Sidewinder and Fate yet?
Drift: No.
Brite Bomber: Good, that means less people will recognize that you're missing and when DJ Bop is tired, she can't remember shit.
Drift: Missing?
Brite Bomber: Head to the volcano, I'm outside the hideout entrance, Hybrid wants us there for some reason. Another Ice Legion raid? Idk.
Drift got up slowly out of his bed and put his phone in his pocket. He quietly rushed up the stairs of the hideout and opened the door to the entrance. Brite Bomber was waiting there for him. Drift noticed the new pink shoulder armor with the brood symbol on it that Brite Bomber had. Drift smiled under his mask. Once they arrived at the volcano, Hybrid greeted them. Something he wouldn't usually do. Lockjaw was sharpening his spear. Sitting on the throne was someone Drift or Brite Bomber have ever seen before. "Who the hell are you?" Drift asked. The being looked up at Drift. "The Prisoner isn't here today so I'll be here to help Hybrid and Lockjaw organize the next raid because of Ember's death and let's just say..." The person or creature got out of Fire King's throne and walked over to Drift and Brite Bomber. He put his hand on Drift's shoulder. "Well, kid, let's just say wherever I go, Ruin follows." The substitute leader was Fire King's right hand man, Ruin. Ruin listened to what Lockjaw was suggesting. "I saw some pilots that landed some X-4 Stormwing planes near some outpost. I remember trying to fly one of those when Sgt. Winter brought them here." Lockjaw said. "How are we going to get the planes away from the pilots?" Drift asked. "No problem, I eat the heads off of all of the pilots. They tasted delicious." "They were pretty damn delicious." Hybrid chimed in. "Pretty twisted solution, don't you think?" Brite Bomber asked. "Enough chatting and let's go!" Ruin yelled, almost half way out of the volcano already. All of them got to the planes. Right where they were when Hybrid and Lockjaw brutally murdered the pilots. Hybrid and Lockjaw jumped into one plane. Drift and Brite Bomber hopped into the next. Ruin got the last plane. They all started up their engines and the planes took off. "It feels like it's been forever since I drove one of these. "Um, guys!" Ruin called out. His plane was making strange gargling noises from the engine. "Get out of the plane!" Brite Bomber yelled. Ruin hopped out of the driver's seat. The plane started to sink in the air. The engine started rumbling. Ruin sprinted onto the wing. Come on! Drift thought, holding the plane in place for Ruin. The plane engine burst into flames and Ruin jumped off and landed into Drift's plane. The flaming plane started spinning and swaying down in the air. The plane crashed into the remains of Club Shotgun. "We're ready!" Hybrid yelled over from his plane which was probably above Dusty Divot by now. Drift started the engine of the plane. Ruin was holding on to one of the wings. The view of the entire island was visible. The plane was getting slower over time. "Guys, the fuel is low. We'll make a pit-stop at Loot Lake." Drift said. The plane lowered to the ground and had an unsteady landing followed by the sound of metal clanking. Drift hopped out of the driver's seat and looked at all the work the government has put into turning Loot Lake into a giant expedition outpost. Goodbye Kevin. Drift thought. He slid down the giant rock slope and walked over to the giant metal circle which is what replace Kevin and his remains. The metal circle seemed alien. Something was definitely wrong about it. That was where Kevin the cube's essence leaked into. Drift gaze wandered around the government sites around the lake. A light turned on in the tallest one and it's door swing open. Startled, Drift immediately his behind a rock. If the government sees us, we're dead. Drift thought. He heard Brite Bomber slide down a rock. She darted over to Drift. "They heard us!" Brite Bomber whispered, peering over the side of the rock. Brite Bomber had a very worried expression on her face. Drift looked at the tower. Army men were coming out of it. Two people caught Drift's attention. The leader of the military, General Jonesy was searching around Loot Lake with two other men. The last man to step out of the tower shocked Drift. The highly trained assassin and gunman, John Wick stepped out. He has over there thousand confirmed kills. That's how he got his codename. The Reaper

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At Club Shotgun, Lynx, Luxe, and Master Key were suddenly woken up by the sound of a crash. An X-4 Stormwing was wedged into the ceiling. The thing was, it was in fire. "Oh hell no!" Luxe yelled, running out the entrance of Club Shotgun. Master Key and Lynx followed when the plane started making a hissing noise. Right when they all escaped, the plane exploded, bits and pieces of stone and metal flew all over the place. "There goes the renovations." Luxe said in defeat. "We can just build a fort right here, we have materials." Master Key suggested. "Hey, um, I'm going to go now. It was nice meeting you two." Lynx said, already walking. Luxe waved. Lynx waved back. Lynx was walking along the trail. She knew how to get anywhere in the island by paying attention to the trail. Lynx looked around. Just grass and trees. It felt like she was the only one on the island. No noises or gunfire. Maybe some random ammo here and there and random builds but the island felt lonely. A little too lonely. Lynx looked around again, getting suspicious. She shrugged it off as a stupid thought. She started to hear footsteps that weren't her own. Too heavy to be her suit. Lynx looked around to see nothing. The footsteps were louder. Lynx started walking faster. The mysterious footsteps turned into running. Lynx sprinted down the trail. Looking back would slow her down. All she was focused on running from whatever was behind her. Whatever it was caught up to her. The mystery person wrapped one of their arms around Lynx's stomach, not letting her move and they slapped a damp cloth over Lynx's face. She really wish she had her helmet. She suddenly realized what was on that cloth. Chloroform! Before Lynx could pry the cloth away, she was out cold. Lynx later woke up in a dark room. The room was made of stone and there were metal pots with fire in them to illuminate the building. She was laying on a ruined bed. It was also damp. She didn't want to know why. She took a hard look at one of the pots. It had a pattern on it. A familiar pattern. The pattern looked awfully similar to someone she knew's face. Because it did. The Tomato King's face. Lynx's eyes widened. She must be in the destroyed Tomato Temple. She tried jumping out of the bed but she only just realized her legs and hands were tied to the bed. She didn't notice the chair in the corner of the room and who was sitting in it. The Tomato King. "You shouldn't have escaped." Tomato King said. "You suck at keeping your prisoners to stay in one place, ya know." Lynx said. "Shut up, bitch." Tomato King said, getting up out of the chair. He towered over Lynx. Lynx struggled in the bed. Tomato King threw a punch at Lynx. She spat out blood. Tomato King threw another punch at Lynx. This time hitting her stomach. Lynx hissed, trying to grab her stomach. She felt like she was going to throw up all over the bed and floor. Tomato King repeatedly punched Lynx in her face, causing her to lose more and more blood. Lynx was on the ridge of passing out. "I'm not done. Tomato King climbed into the bed with Lynx. She suddenly realized what he was doing. Lynx started to squirm and whimper. She was as weak as a new born kitten. Tomato King pulled out a knife from his pocket. "It'll be fun raping you." He said. Tomato King saw the button on Lynx's suit. He pressed it and it absorbed into the button, revealing Lynx's clothes. He started to take off Lynx's clothes. Fighting against Tomato King wouldn't work. She had no energy left. Tomato King tossed Lynx's shirt across the room, then her pants, then Tomato King unhooked her bra. He grabbed Lynx's breasts and then he ran the knife up and down inbetween her breasts. She noticed Tomato King had a boner. Tomato King sliced Lynx's stomach a little. Lynx whimpered. Tomato King started taking off Lynx's underwear. "Please no." Lynx whispered. Tomato King slowly took off his pants and underwear. His mass sprung from his pants. "No!" Lynx yelled, holding closing her legs together. Tomato King tryed to force Lynx's legs apart. He didn't have any success. "I guess I'm going to have to beat it out of you. He hurled his arm at Lynx's eye. She immediately shut it and she couldn't concentrate on keeping her legs together. "Please." Lynx whispered. Tomato King inserted his mass into Lynx. She moaned in pain, but she felt pleasure. Pleasure she didn't want to feel. Tomato King started to accelerate faster and faster. Lynx couldn't handle it. The sound of her moans and groans were muffled by her ugly sobs. "Stop!" Lynx yelled, draining what power she had left. Tomato King exited Lynx. He took his shirt off and went to lay down next to Lynx, naked. "Goodnight." He whispered. Lynx stared at Tomato King who was still erect from his "play time" with Lynx. Tomato King lay on his side, with his hand around Lynx's waist. And his erect mass touching Lynx's butt. She was never more uncomfortable in her life. Tomato King's hand started feeling around Lynx's body. A tear went down Lynx's face. She questioned if she'll be able to make it back to the hideout alive or at least alert Onesie and the Durr Burgers.