"GIVE ME BACK THAT SHOTGUN!"
"Father, This is the backup shotgun, you still have yours."
"I KNOW, YOU HAVEN'T EARNED IT YET!" He yanked the spare shotgun out of Son's hand.
"But, I just saved you!"Father didn't answer back.
The 2 of them walked back inside and slammed their still broken door behind them.
"Father, There's a problem."
"WHAT!?"
"You don't know where California is."
"Well of course I do!" He walked over to their front room, and pulled out their world map.
"THERE IT IS!" He pointed at Israel.
"Alright, first, that map is about 300 years out of date, second, that's Israel. California is... well, here." He pulled out his phone and pulled up Google Earth.
"Its right here, see?" Father squinted at the screen.
"What is this!?"
"It's uhh... Google Earth. I've told you about it before, remember?"
"Ohhhh..., that's that web browser thing of yours, right?" Son looked back at Father with confusion and threw his arms in the air.
"No, it-You know what? Lets go to bed, We'll continue this tomorrow."
"NOT A CHANCE! JUSTICE NEVER SLEEPS, FIND US A WAY TO GET TO THIS "CALIFORNIA" Its time for another crusade!" Father ran down to the basement to grab more ammunition for his shotgun. All the while Son just slumped down on the couch and fell back asleep.
Serval hours later...
After searching around their basement, Father, had finally finished finding the spare shotgun shells, under a stack of comic books no less. He stormed back upstairs to find Son asleep as usual.
"WAKE UP!" He hit Son's head with the butt of his shotgun.
"Alright, alright, I'm up!"
"Pack your things We're going to Reno!"
"Wa? How do you know where Reno is?"
"Used that Google earth thing you mentioned earlier!"
"Father, That was 6 hours ago."
"OH REALLY SLEEPING ON JUSTICE ARE YOU NOW!?!?!?!?GRAB YOUR SWORD, WE ARE LEAVING!"
"I'm hungry."
"Well... here you go!" Father ran over to the fridge, pulled out a slice of bread, and tossed it to Son.
"EAT IN THE CAR!"
"Yes Father." Son grabbed his sword and car keys, and the 2 of them stormed out of the house towards the car, ready to "Save the world" But before they had gotten to the car, a Black SUV pulled up to the house and 2 men stepped out of it.
"Hello, we're with the human liberation front, we're here in search of some PER operatives, have you seen them?" Father and Son looked across the street at the now abandoned house, of their Former equine neighbors, and shrugged.
"Nahhh..."The HLF Agent looked over at their weapons.
"You're sure packing a lot of firepower there, where you heading?"
"Where going to Cali-" Father put his hand over Son's helmet.
"We're going on a CRUSADE!!"HE lifted his sword up. The HLF Agents Continued looking on in humor and sarcasm.
"Well...where to?" One of them asked, still snickering.
"MINI HORSES!!!" Father shouted out.
"Ahh... Hey, The HLF'S always looking for new recruits, what do you say?"
"Wait, Father, isn't the HLF those Genocidal psychopaths' ?"
"I DONT REMEMBER A DAMN THING, ARE YOU SURE SON!?"One of the HLF Agents began nervously sweating, and he wasn't quite sure why.
"What do you mean by genocidal Psychopaths', we're trying to save humanity!"
"Hmmm, They're lying father."
"ONE THING I HATE MORE THAN ANIME IS LYING!" He right hooked one of the agents with his fist.
"Son, start the DAMN car!!!"the other HLF agent drew his sidearm. Of course, Father wasn't going to have any of this nonsense, he whipped his shotgun around and shot him in the side. He looked over at the car to see the 3rd agent calling for backup.
"Lets go!" Son shouted at him. Father turned around and got into the side seat.
"UH, SON, WHERE ARE WE GOING!?"
"The airport!"
"The what now!?" Father continued yelling at Son as they drove away.
"Hello, This is unit 14, we have agents down, request immediate backup!" All the while the Bread boys continued driving towards the airport.
About 30 minutes later...
Son, Why are you turning off the freeway? The sign says the airports that way!"
"Father, That's the international airport, we can't just walk in there like this!"
"Don't care, turn back around!"
another 15 minutes later...
Their black Toyota pulled up in front of the main entryway, and they jumped out and made a mad dash through the doors, setting of the metal detectors in the processes.
"Hey, stop!" They spoted a security guard running towards them. But rather than surrendering like sane people would, they turned and ran for the nearest terminal.
"Son, which one!?"
"Uh, Look for one labeled California!"They turned over to find a stewardess running past them.
"Hey, you! Person, Where's the flight to California?" She looked at the 2 Armored and armed crusader's in terror.
"Uh, there are none. Since the barrier made landfall, all flights into the state have been canceled, please don't hurt me!"
"Where's the closest one?!"Asked Son.
"Uh, There's one to Reno 2 terminal's down."
"THANK YOU!!!" Father pushed her out of the way, and the 2 of them ran for the terminal.
"HEY! HOLD THE FUCKIN PLANE!!!!"Father and Son ran right past the security guards. and onto the plane. They barged into the passenger cabin. Much to the surprise of the 70 civilians, and the pilots onboard.
"WELL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING STARING!? START FLYING!" Seeing as the pilot was in no mood to argue with them, he did as he was told. Father and Son walked back to one of the seats and sat down
"Sir, might I ask why you just took us hostage?" One of the waiters asked.
"You're not hostages! For Gods sake, we're just trying to get to California!"
"Why would you want to go there? the barriers in the middle of consuming it, if you go there, you'll die." Son looked back at Father.
"I don't think dying applies to him." He responded.
"Oh..." A message came over the intercom telling the passengers to buckle up.
"Father, I think you should listen to them."
"WHY!?"
"Uhhh-"Son was cut off when the plane took off, throwing him to the cabin floor. "Owww." Father Glared at Son. "STOP COMPLAINING!!!" The plane began to ascend until it reached cruising altitude.
Several more hours later...
Father was staring out the window like a little kid, after all, last time he had flown in an airplane was when he moved to America, 90 years ago. When he spotted a flock of pegasi outside the window.
"Mommy look!" One of the little kids in the row in front of him was waving at the pegasi, who spotted him and waved back.
"GRRRRR, Unacceptable!" Father raised his shotgun to the window and was about to pull the trigger when Son stopped him.
"Father, We kinda of need that window."
"FINE!" He Got out of his seat and began walking down the isle towards the exit.
"Father, what are you doing?"
"You said we needed the window, SO I'M GOING OUTSIDE!!!" The passengers looked at him and burst into fits of laughter.
"You guys' better hold onto your seats!" Son shouted at the other passengers.
"Sir, we're 3 miles up, you can't be serious!" Father looked at the stewardess with disappointment and anger. He turned and pulled open the door of the airplane. And began to shimmy his way towards the wing of the plane. One of the pegasi noticed him, and flew down to ask what was wrong.
"Sir, What are you doing!? You're 3 miles up in the air!" Father climbed up onto the wing of the plane, steadied himself, and drew his shotgun.
"Wa-How are you doing that!?" The pegasus looked on with amazement, and the others flew over to join him. Fathers eyes began to glow red again. He let out a terrifying battlecry that they could hear even over the roar of the jet engines. He took aim at the pegasi, and open fire. Knocking the first one out of the sky. The others darted out of the way.
"I don't think this is a normal human!" One of them shouted in terror. Father racked his shotgun back again, and finished off the other 4 pegasi. He turned back, and climbed back into the airplane, shutting the door behind him. He turned to see that all 70 of the passengers were staring at him, dumbfounded.
"WHAT ARE YOU STARING AT ME FOR!?"
"Uh, sir, that was incredible, how did you do that?" Asked a middle age women next to him .He walked right past her and sat back down.
"Why did you kill those pegasi?" A few of them asked as he was walking back to his seat."Are you with the HLF?"
"HERESY!!!!"He snapped at them. Slumping back in his seat. they all colectively agreed not to ask the superpowered maniac any more questions.
A few more hours later....
"SON, WAKE UP, WE'RE HERE!!!" He slapped Son on his helmet.
"Wa? Oh...." HE got out of his seat and walked down the isle, following Father. The 2 of them didn't even wait for the stairs to unfold. They just jumped.
"HAVE A NICE DAY!!!" Father shouted back at the still bewildered passengers, and the pilots. The 2 of them ran as fast a they could onto the edge of the airfield, until they came to a barbed wire fence. Son, Drew his sword, and tore through it like a french baguette.
"GOOD WORK SON!!!!NOW, WHICH WAY!?" Son looked west, and spotted a massive shimmering purple dome.
"Uh, that way, I suppose?"
"WELL LETS GO!!!!"The 2 of them took off towards the Nevada/California line. They kept running, hopping over fences, running through traffic lights, and completely disregarding the safety of the remaining humans. They noticed almost as soon as they had left the airport that the majority of beings living there weren't even human. About 90 percent of them where ponies. Of course, father was not in the slightest happy about this. He raised his shotgun at one of them, but Son stopped him.
"Uh, Father, you should save your bullets' for the main event." He gestured to the enormous barrier of magic in the distance.
"GOOD IDEA!!" He drew his sword and shield, and changed into a nearby casino.
"RAHHHH!!" He kicked in the door, stabbed the security guard nearest to him, And charged onto the game floor.
"Wait, are these gambling cards?! THAT'S A SIN, AND HERESY!!!!!" He began killing left and right, human and pony. Just them, he over heard a group of people talking about going somewhere called "A Conversion Bureau."
"HMMMM, WHERE HAVE I HEARD THAT BEFORE!?" His memory clicked back to when son had first told him about this all.
"THATS WHERE THEY MAKE THEM!!" He stopped stabbing and slashing for a moment, and ran over to the group, grabbing the first one by the shirt collar.
"WHERES THIS CONVERSION BUREAU YOU SPEAK OF!?!?!?!?"
"Uh-It's just down the road, about a mile from here, please don't kill me!" Father dropped him, and charged back out of the casino as fast as he could. He bumped into Son on the way out.
"There you are! Lets get out of here!"
"Son, I found out where the conversion bureau is!"
"Well, Lets go!" The 2 of them ran out of the casino. And towards where the delinquent had said the bureau was. as they ran down the street, Son spotted a group of pegasi flying high above them, wearing saddlebags. they looked around to see a group of humans running down the street in terror.
"Why are they running!?"The 2 of them looked down the road to see a cloud of purple mist expanding across the street. Any human that breathed it in fell to the ground and began to change into a pony.
"Father, what do we do!?" Father raised his shotgun, and took aim at the saddlebag wearing pegasi in the sky, and pulled the trigger.
"DAMNIT, THEY'RE OUT OF RANGE!!!" He looked to see Son running away.
"GET BACK HERE!!!"
"No thanks, I've delt with this stuff before, I don't want to get turned into one of them again!"
"AH, you'll be fine!" He grabbed Son, and walked straight into the purple mist.
"HMMM, SMELLS LIKE GRAPE, I HATE GRAPES!!!" When he made it to the other side, he looked over at Son, instead he found a very confused looking dark red pegasus. He rasied his sword and sliced its head clean off. 2 minutes later Son came walking out from behind a nearby building, clutching his head in pain.
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THAT!!!"
"AHH, You're fine! That Conversion place is only a few blocks from here!"
"Wait, what about them?" Son pointed back to the the assortment of confused newfoals stumbling around in the street behind them. Father put is shotgun away and "Took care of them" So to speak with his broadsword. They continued running down the road, until they finally arrived at the conversion bureau. Father walked in through the front doors, and stepped into the lobby. The 2 of them looked around to see an assortment of humans and ponies alike, some standing, and some seated. Father eyes began to glow red again. He slowly walked over to the the front desk.
"Hello there! Welcome to the Reno bureau! We're more than happy to tak-"The White unicorn mare looked up at the ominous figure of Father, shotgun in hand.
"YOU HERITICAL ABOMINATION!!!!!"He grabbed her by the mane, put his shotgun to her head, and pulled the trigger. Then turned and smashed through the doors leading deeper into the building, Son on his tail. What followed next could could only be described as a massacre. Security guards from all over the facility rushed to meet Father, only to be gunned down, stabbed, or both. He grabbed a shotgun from one of the dead guards, and tossed it to Son.
"Really, You're letting me have my own?"
"YES, NOW HELP!!!"The 2 of them charged on the the second floor, and burst into one of the ponification serum storage rooms rooms. He drew his 40mm grenade launcher, and fired a round into it. He turned and charged back down the hallway, Son covering his rear.
Finally they made it to the last room.
"Son, care to do the honors?"
"Yes!!!"He kicked in the steel reinforced door, and stormed in. They found a group of ponies and partially converted humans hiding in the back.
"P-Please don't kill us!" They were practically crying at this point.
"Uh, Father, some of them are kids, what do we do?" Father groaned.
"Fine, I suppose you can go. BUT SWEAR TO ME RIGHT NOW THAT YOU WILL NEVER, EVER, TRY AND HURT ANY OTHER HUMANS IN ANY WAY, EVER, AND THAT INCLUDES TURNING THEM INTO MORE OF YOUR OWN!!!!!"They fearfully nodded at him and scurried out of the room.
"Now, which way to California!?" Father kicked open the window, and threw son out of it, he followed.
Next time on Bread boys...
"Father, why am I on fire?"