#beetles are cool but it was like huge horned beetle just flew like it was the side of a hawk

[jrwiyuri]

Getting more dreams about my mutual these days.. what’s going on

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Part 3 / ?

part 2 > https://samuraijjack.tumblr.com/post/159462271527/part-2

A mass of swirling smoke and flames manifested from the portal and enveloped the entire area in a blanket of darkness. His face appeared, a green mouthed monster with flickering flamed brows and six horns peered down with a sneer.

“FOOLISH SAMURAI! You’ll never make it back in time! HAHAHAHA!”

The samurai narrowed his eyes, tightening the grip on his sword. The dark entity gave a small flourish of his clawed hand, giving the drones a command to focus their attack elsewhere. They leapt back in a single bound, and began parading the lot in pairs. People began screaming and running for cover. He grinned with malicious intent, lowering the portal down just within his reach. “You have a choice, Samurai. Fulfill your so-called destiny and let these people to die, or save them and fail your quest.”

The endless cries echoed, forcing his gaze away from the entity’s cheshire grin. He turned and ran from the portal, using his sword to take down a drone just seconds before it had a chance to drop its scythes on a crying child and her mother. “Aku! Leave the people of this world!” cried the samurai. He swung his sword again to take down another drone that tried to attack him from the side. Aku laughed madly, the portal disappearing in a single flash of light and the demon  was gone. The only thing that remained of him was his voice, which trailed out of the portal in an eerie echo. “You made your choice, Samurai. GOOD LUCK FINDING SOMEONE WHO WILL HELP YOU!” His words stung. His hope was barely holding on by a thread. He couldn’t afford to lose himself, not now. There were too many lives depending on him. He had to keep fighting.   One of the drones that strayed away spotted Johnny. It spread its mandibles with an ear-splitting shriek, running at the blond on its back legs. He jumped back, putting up his fists and struck it across its face as hard as he could. His knuckles cracked against the metal and he winced visibly. “Not gonna get near Mama’s car,” he grumbled, finding a stray shopping cart, picked it up over his head and hurled it at the drone. “Go mess with someone else’s car!” Bunny heard the commotion outside. She hurried to scan the item and pay for it before she dashed out the doors to see Johnny ducking just in time to avoid a nasty blade to his face. “Back off my boy!” She shouted, swinging her huge purse to hit the drone hard in its side. It recoiled from her as Johnny turned and ran in front of Bunny, hoping to put enough of a barrier between her and the drone. Sparks flew from its cracked body and it moved in a staggering motion toward them. Its scythes raised up high above them, preparing to strike. Johnny grabbed Bunny quickly, tossing her over his shoulder, and ran in the opposite direction. His eyes scanned over the shattered remains of what was left. Their car was miraculously still intact. “I think it's safe here now, Mama. Ain’t no freaky robots in sight.” Johnny set her down gently on her feet. There was a riding roller-compactor nearby that still had its keys in the ignition. He looked from the machine, then to the samurai who was still fighting off the remaining drones. He climbed in, not bothering to look over the controls and shifted gears. “PUT ON YOUR SEATBELT JOHNNY!” Bunny yelled. Johnny hurriedly fastened his belt and gave his mother an apologetic grin. There was a hard hat lying on the console, but he wasn’t going to sacrifice his hair wearing that damn thing. She watched nervously as her son drove the machine, crushing the drones beneath its wheels. The samurai fought valiantly, weaving through the rotating scythes and slashing down drones that crossed his path. The rumble of the machine and the sound of metal snapping caught his attention. He stood in the pile of metal bodies, oil dripping from his blade.  It wasn’t his first time seeing this kind of machine, but it still surprised him. He watched him with confusion. The rest of the people ran away. What made this man stay? What made him want to risk his life to help him? His wandering mind cost him, and he felt the sting of something cold slice through his shoulder. Blood oozed out, seeping through his kimono as he cut the last drone’s head off. “Oh man,” Johnny’s eyes grew wide. He managed to swallow down a sudden queasiness, and turned off the machine. “Who are you, and where did you learn those moves? That was amazing! The best karate moves I’ve seen since Squint Ringo’s last box office hit,” he said with a grin, brushing back his hair with his comb and giving the man a long stare, focusing on his shoulder wound. Johnny’s skin crawled. “You oughta check that wet spot on your shoulder,” he muttered, his vision going black and he slumped to the ground. The samurai startled when he collapsed so suddenly in front of him. He barely caught him in time just before the blond’s head could hit the pavement. Bunny rushed over to help. “Come this way, dearie. We’ll set him in the car and patch your shoulder right up!” She said, leading up to her car. After putting Johnny in the backseat, Bunny tended to the man’s wound, bandaging it up rather quickly. “I thank you for your kindness. What are your names?” He asked in a softly accented voice. “I’m Bunny Bravo, and that’s my son Johnny.” She replied, pointing to him proudly. “What is your name, dear?” He hesitated only for a moment. “I’m called Jack.” Johnny was beginning to wake from his unconscious state. The memory of the man being cut in front of him and his wound seeping through his strange clothes was still fresh in his mind, and he groaned with his hand over his eyes. He’d prefer not to think about that. “Wha … who’s a Jack?” Johnny mumbled groggily. Jack turned to give a little wave to the blond. Bunny smiled, leaning over to check on Johnny. “Jack is the nice young man who saved everyone from those dreaded robots. And he helped with getting you back to the car.” She took her son’s hand, glancing it over. “We’ll head on home so I can properly fix Jack’s shoulder and put ice on your hand. That sound okay?” Jack smiled a little, “Thank you.” He said softly. He wasn’t sure how he would be able to explain his situation to these people or if they could help him, but he decided that for now, he would just accept their hospitality and think on what to do later. Bunny patted Jack’s hand with a smile, “Buckle in, dear.” He looked a little confused, and observed her as she pulled the seatbelt over her shoulder to fasten it. Johnny studied the man quietly. Bunny started the car once she made sure everyone was buckled in. The noise startled Jack, and his face paled when the car began to slowly move around what was left of the beetle drones, police sirens and ambulances already flooding the area to investigate the situation. “Do y’always go out wearing dresses?” Johnny asked suddenly. Jack chuckled. “It is not a dress, but a kimono.” “Don’t chicks wear those?” Jack tilted his head, peering at Johnny with curiosity. “Your chickens wear dresses?” Johnny blinked. “No, no. Chicks. Babes. Women.” He made an hourglass shape with his hands. 

“Ah. I misunderstood.” He smiled just a little. These people were different, but kind nonetheless. “Kimonos can be worn for both genders, and there is also the yukata, which can be worn in the summer. They are very comfortable.” “Oh. Cool,” Johnny replied, ducking his head and peering out the window. The way Jack looked at him made him feel a little funny, but he figured it was because Jack was cool and he admired him a little. Bunny smiled, “You two seem to be getting along well. You did fall out of the sky sweetie, do you need a place to stay until you find your way back?” Bunny’s sudden offer made Johnny’s head jerk in her direction. “But there’s only two bedrooms in our house! But uh, I guess he could crash on our couch, but the springs are kinda worn in.” He muttered. “Mama just did the laundry so I guess ya can take my bed if y’wanna.” Johnny was peculiar about his room and his possessions. The only person he trusted to go in his room unattended was his mother, but Jack was polite and quiet and nothing like their annoying neighbors. “We can get your old mattress from the basement,” Bunny suggested. “And you both can sleep in your room. He’ll also need some clothes, so you can dig up something old for him to wear in the meantime. That way I can patch up his kimono.” Jack smiled, grateful for such kindness. “If you are sure it is alright. Thank you.” He bowed his head respectfully. “Y-Yeah. I’ll get some clothes and wash them. I-I don’t want him to feel gross or anything.” Johnny looked away again, watching out the window again. “Aww, Johnny! Look at you taking responsibility for Jack!” Bunny said cheerfully, pulling the car in their driveway. “Take him on inside and I’ll put these things away.” His mother’s comment made him blush and he hurried out of the car. Johnny straightened his back out again, and opened the door first for his mother, then for Jack. “Okay, follow me Jack.” He said, taking the keys from his pocket to unlock the front door.