Chapter 15

Cooksdale Senior Secondary School.

The high school; what was Dan's everyday place of getting as good an education the State of Oregon would allow him to, was now a place of combat. However, out of every place in this town that Dan had the misfortune to venture into and fight, this place was the one that was the apex of all the combat. This was the Omega of his journey. Here, was the place that the fair and s3x13 Jessica Flirtly was held captive by her own boyfriend, who was the most powerful man in the school. Jacob Riesstiu, wanted by the state of Oregon for Arson and Kidnapping, made the school his lair, where he held his girlfriend captive.

Dan's compadres were the only ones with enough resources and notoriety to save her now. This school, a place fore academic learning, was now a place of bloody mortal combat. This plan was drawn out at Dan's house, and now, it was to be executed. The Omega of their journey was near.

Dan's posse sifted around the brush of front lawns, as they lost their RV when the ran, and no longer had their cars. They merely had their weapons, their fatigues, and most importantly, each other. But the one thing they shared the most, was their goal. The finding and rescuing of the HOT HOT HOT TEEN BABE XXX HOT NEVER BEFORE SEEN NUDE TOO HOT FOR TV BARELY LEGAL Jessica Flirtly.

With their Airsoft assault rifles, with seemingly unlimited ammunition, pointed at the ground as they moved, they were in a sort of crawl across the hedges that lined the front lawns, as they crept towards the school to avoid recognition by the football team, or worse, the Police.

Dan got to the edge of the bush, and raised his hand with a clenched fist, signaling the group to halt. Dan rolled on his side, to take out his binoculars from his front jacket pocket. He unfolded the binoculars, and scanned the perimeter of the school. He could see the football field, as it was on a downhill slant from where Dan and his posse were, acting all soldier-like and badass.

On the football field, around the oval-like running track, he saw a group of football players idly pacing about. At one of the goal posts, which happened to be the one furthest away from him, he could see that something was either standing beside it, or taped to it. He used his binoculars to zoom in, and, in fact, he saw both. Jake Riesstiu, in full Football gear, was pacing about the front of the post, while Jessica Flirtly was taped to it, haplessly trapped and held captive, like a princess in a castle, guarded by a dragon. Jake would be the dragon in the simile, and Jessica being the princess. The duct tape-goalpost combo was acting as the similical castle. You get the idea.

Dan was enraged by the sight of his bootylicious love being held captive by some stuck-up, snobby, unjustly rich jock, whose more brawny than he is insane, and, by god, that's not a great choice of a man to piss off.

'I have been tracking you all night, Jake,' Dan thought in his head, as a sort of aside, 'I have watched you flee Bob the Bong's house with Jessica being dragged along in your dirty paws. It's payback time.'

Dan folded up his binoculars, and put them in his pocket. He got up and crouched, looking towards some shrubbery across the street. He got out of the hedge, and made a beeline across the street, and dove into the shrubbery. The rest of Dan's posse did the same, one by one, running with all their strength, towards the shrubbery, and taking cover as soon as they crossed the street. When Dan's entire posse made it across the street, they spread out, and slithered around the bike racks in a stealthy manner, to avoid detection from the football team. If they were to be discovered, they wanted to be discovered as they charged to attack them, like rampant boars charging at an herbivore, or an enraged parent charging Valve Software with "corrupting our precious youth."

Dan looked at the building, seeing the hallways lit up, and the classrooms pitch black. He looked towards a door, and motioned for his posse to move towards the door. Dan army crawled forward, and crouched when was in front of the door. He reached up, and pushed the handle of the door down. Surprise, surprise! The door was opened!

Dan opened the door, and went inside the door, holding his Airsoft assault rifle in his hands, and scanning the lit, but empty corridors of the locker-lined hallways. He remembered making a jackass of himself in these hallways, and having a horrible day. His friends got up, and entered the foyer of the school, SWAT team style, but in a stealthy manner.

Dan looked down the hallways, lined with green lockers, but empty. Dan only went to school when it was bustling with the thousand students who attended it. Now it was empty, his posse was the only people in the building; or so he thought.

Down the hallways of the nearly empty school, Dan could clearly hear the boasty echoes of some loudmouthed males. Dan's posse took cover behind the walls between the corridors, and held their weapons in a ready position.

"Oh, mother of god," Brandon said, looking down the hallway, with his worst fear confirmed.

It was a group of six football team members, one of whom was nearly the most fearful of them all. This teen was:

Chunky McFatass

Chucky McFatass was a 600 lb student, who was more that 70% body fat, and the Cooksdale High Football team's secret weapon. With Chunky McFatass (yes, that is his legal name) at Jake's disposal, there was nothing stopping Jake from kicking Dan's ass, both directly and/or indirectly.

The football players spotted Dan, decked out in camouflage.

"It's Dan," one of the yelled.

"Hey, Dan," another one said, "remember us from our motorcade in the field? I'm the guy you smashed against the hood of my car. It's payback time, Dickhead".

Dan pulled the bolt of his Airsoft M-16. and opened fire on the group. At first, they were shocked, as they though it was a real weapon. Most of the football players were hurt by the initial spray of fire that Dan unleashed at the group, but no Chunky McFatass. His godless layers of fat cushioned the BB rounds, and didn't cause as much as a scratch. When the football players recovered from their pain, and discovered that they were not bleeding, found out that they had the upper hand.

When the football players began to charge at Dan's posse, Dan snapped his fingers, and his entire posse leaped out from their cover, and struck SWAT team like poses with their Airsoft weaponry. The football players were pelted by the multitude of BB pellets, and even began to bleed from their godless bombardment of BB pellets. Five of the football players ran for cover, from the unbearable pain, but Chunky McFatass was unaffected. He began to lumber over to the group, with his huge, pudgy legs making a large stomp, step after step. Dan's posse moved up, with the people in the front of the formation crouching, and the people in the back standing, all of them firing a hail of rounds at Chunky McFatass, and starting to force blood out of his sickeningly obese figure.

Minor bloodstains were forming on the front of his overstretched Jersey, with each thread hanging on fear dear life, due to his immense girth.

He lumbered over, roaring from the pain which was beginning to build up. Dan's posse ceased fire, and moved up, with people at the front still crouching, and people at the back still standing. Derek stood back, firing off a few quarrels of Tranquilizers, but the tranquilizers were designed for a 200 pound man, not Chunky McFatass

Dan was crouched at the front, firing round after round of BB pellets from his Airsoft assault rifle. The huge, bloated monstrosity of a teen stomped over, in his lumber to engage the group. He stomped closer and closer to Dan, as his posse fired off pellet after pellet at the sickeningly obese monstrosity. Dan stood there, crouching, as he aimed higher and higher, as the badly bruised Chunky McFatass began bleeding moderately, and blood leaking out of many punctures the BB rounds made on his skin that was being twiddled thin by the multitude of rounds, and had about five tranquillizer darts hanging off him

The complete rush of firing at such a beast of a man from so close, and firing off round after round is so very boring to read about, but it was a such a rush for Dan.

Chucky McFatass was glazed in blood, by the time he was about three feet away from Dan, and the chrome of his blood was showing what looked like soldiers, pounding BB round after BB round at his obese frame, with lots of tranquillizers hanging off him like leaches.

Chunky stopped two feet away from Dan, and that's when Dan's posse turned around, and backed up to go to a better firing position.

Dan looked at the monstrosity of a being, with blood pouring down his front.

"Dan," Chunky said, with his multiple chins obstructing the motion of his jaw, making his speech sound fat, "You have come to close to me."

Chunky raised his outrageously plump arm, and struck Dan across the face.

The immensely plump but powerful fist of Chunky McFatass struck Dan right across the face. Dan felt like he was just hit by a Semi. Dan stumbled backwards, very dizzy and with his vision very blurred and wavy. Suddenly, for Dan, the School foyer stopped spinning, and everything went dark.

Dan's posse watched as Dan received a crippling blow, and fall over, knocked out.

Chunky McFatass, exhausted from the pain, tranquillizer fluid and blood deprivation, fell over backwards, and made a huge thump as his massive frame hit the ground. Dan's posse made a circle around the two unconscious bodies, as they were slumped. They looked at Chunky, bathing himself in his own blood and leaking body fat. They turned their attention to Dan, whose face turned beat red, and he looked as if he were sleeping on the ground.

"Hey," Derek burst out saying, "If Dan's KO-ed, than that means Jessica will go out with whoever rescues her."

The faces of everyone in Dan's posse lit up, and they jumped into a sprint towards the football field, selfishly.

Dan lay on the concrete floor, with his face beet red from the blow that he received. Even though he had his lights punched out, he knew that on a football field outside of the school, there was a football team holding his bootylicious love captive. He knew…