Drake and the terrorist leader had been at it for a few minutes already. After getting smacked and thrown around he was already exhausted. In fact all this time he had been moving on only will power and perseverance.
Right now the adrenalin rush was already wearing off and the pain and fatigue was setting in, however he couldn't stop just yet.
The war frame was now in a completely sorry shape. It had no arms or legs all that was left was the limbless torso sitting in front of him. Once Drake was done with his song he stepped up closer to the chest plate and knocked on it.
Dang! dang! dang!
"Knock, knock… "
"Fuck you!"
"Wrong you're supposed to respond with 'Who's there!' you dummy."
The chest suddenly opened and the terrorist leader came out swinging, "I'll kill you."
Bang! Bang!
"Sit down, you on punishment,"
Aaargh!
The terrorist screamed in agony as he fell to his knees.
Drake had fired two shots through the man's legs.
"Don't get up until you see me
Don't even think about watching TV
No more video games, no more Phones, no more 3D
No more radio or boom box for your weak ass CD
Matter of fact, give me your chains back and everything I bought you
He said and suddenly reached for something he saw hanging around the man's neck.
He pulled it loose causing the man to grunt, Only to realize it was a name tag. 'Did this guy have something to do with military?' he frowned then raised his head back to the man.
"You a disgrace to this family and everything I taught you
I hate to say it son but you make me sick
I should've knew you weren't shit when you came out with a baby dick
It's no wonder why you pay for pussy, you think you're slick
All you do is lounge around the house all day like a lazy prick
Shit, I'm highly disappointed in you son, I need some answers
How come you couldn't follow in my steps and be a dancer?
Or maybe write a book like me or be somebody's grandpa
Instead you wanna be a fucking terrorist driving an underage Yaeger.
No more rapping for you, go get me your pen and paper."
The three scientists quietly watched with weird looks no their faces as the mysterious rescuer scolded the terrorist leader while the man screamed.
No more lying to the people on how you the biggest gangster
Now hurry up and get your juicy out the refrigerator
You going to bed at eight o'clock and not a minute later
No, I don't wanna hear it
Bang! This time the bullet went through the terrorist leader's forehead causing his head to drop with his jaw hanging open.
No, let this be a lesson
Close your mouth and go into your room like I suggested
I'm a get real Joe Jackson in a second
Matter of fact, give me your toys, I'm adding that to the collection."
(WN: I've always wanted to use Joyner's remix on Zeze to scold someone.)
"You know sometimes I ask myself, 'What did Tory ever do to make Joyner that mad?'" Drake asked but then noticed the lack of response from the terrorist leader. "Hey do you hear me talking to you?"
"Umm sir, I think he's dead." The scientist lady thought maybe she should tell him.
"Dead? But we were just talking, I haven't even asked him who he works for. How's he dead?
"Umm, you shot him, in the head!"
"Oh. You have a point, oh well guess it was gonna happen sooner or later. Since that's over I should probably get out of here. Take care Luv!" Drake called out then left.
The three scientists just silently watched the whole drama quietly from their position. They had no idea how to respond to this whole situation. The terrorists had been completely pissed of to death and the one who was supposed to be saving them was a complete madman that just took out a mage in a war frame.
'Yeah sure, I mean why not? At least we're safe right?'
…
A few hours went by and it was almost midnight the celebrating was finally settling down in Black city and Drake was also heading back to the clan. It had been a long night and after getting a healer mage to look at him he was fully recovered, and he had returned to the mountain to rest, only now did he head back to the clan.
However, just as he walked by the trees in the forest he felt a terrifying pain struck him.
'What the hell?' This pain had no specific point of origin, instead it seemed to originate from every part of his being.
'I thought I already made a full recovery! Was the healer slacking off'?' he groaned at the intense pain assaulting him. It was much more painful than anything he ad ever felt before and Drake had a very strong pain endurance.
*Boom Boom!!!
As he tried to calm himself, he suddenly felt as if he could hear his heartbeat in his head and every inch of his body was resonating with that sound and not in a good way.
He felt as if he was like an overinflated balloon, and every cell in his body was overloaded with too much kinetic energy it gave him the feeling he was about to explode he also thought as if his spine was cracking,
'What the hell is this?' He thought.
"Queen... Queen!" He called out.
His voice was failing him so he had to repeat himself to force his voice out of his throat in something understandable. The desired result was achieved and the screen on the Sky link lit up a blue screen.
"Yes Boss!" a feminine voice responded.
"Something Is wrong with me, I'm not sure if I've been poisoned." he said.
"Poison!?..." the tone in the woman's voice immediately turned solemn and almost slightly frantic. "Hmm? it doesn't look like you have been poisoned. It looks more like all the cells in your body are overinflated with magic energy." the voice of the said Queen responded.
"Magical Energy, where the hell did that come from? Is there a mage nearby? How many, what rank are they at?" Drake's eyes immediately sharpened at the thought that he was being attacked.
"No, that's not it. I have scanned your surroundings and checked for the source and the closest mage to you is not close enough to you to be doing this. Instead the origin seems to be from your back." her voice came sounding confused.
"From me? That shouldn't be possible. Only a mage can possess magical energy, unless there is a magic core or crystal. But I'm sure I don't have any of those… Argh!" he said but then let out a yelp when he felt an extremely sharp pain pierce through him not just in body but in mind as well.
*Craaack crrr crr
Suddenly, a sound akin to glass shattering came from his back and all he was wearing from his clothes to his shoes and even his Sky link exploded as an Omni-directional wave surged out from him.
Queen!
Suddenly space rippled in front of him, and the lithe figure of a woman dressed in an imperial purple dress walked out with light elegant steps.
"I'm here. How do you feel." She asked.
"Mm, it kinda feels like, I'm dying on the inside." Drake groaned.
"Hey that's a song!" she exclaimed.
"You don't say!"
"Yeah, you should look it up later. It's called ADHD. It was made by some ancient rapper called Joyner Lucas, I hear he was a real legend back in the day." She explained animatedly. "Besides I thought you liked pain."
Drake knew she was enjoying this so he tried not to get angry instead tried focusing more on calming himself, "'I'm a sucker for pain' yes, and 'There's no shame in my pain.' But, please just make it stop. Also I prefer to be the one inflicting pain, rather than being inflicted with it."
"I'm sorry would you mind telling me where exactly that last line's from? I I know the first one's from Lil Wayne's verse of 'Sucker for pain', and the second's from a different song by Future but I can't tell where you got the last line."
"I'm sorry love, did I by any chance offend you in some way? 'How can you joke at a time like this I'm dying here?'" he complained.
"That's what Timon said"
(WN: if you know Lion king you will Know Timon.)
Drake glared quietly, he knew she was doing this on purpose.
She rolled her eyes at him when he gave her that look, "You can relax already. I've checked and you haven't been poisoned so you don't have to worry."
"What's happening to me?"
"From what I can see. There seems to have been a very nicely hidden barrier that's been placed on you, right now there's a crack in it. that's where the magic energy is leaking from. It looks pretty old too! Looks like it cracked after being worn down by time."
"As in how long ago do you mean when you say old?"
"Well if I calculate according to how slowly it's losing its energy, I'd say approximately about Sixteen years. Look's like the black clan has held a grudge with you since for a long time."
"Are you drunk? That's Impossible! You've checked me several times and have never found any traces of a barrier before."
"It is possible I might have missed it, especially if the Barrier mage that put it there was very thorough and very powerful, powerful enough to hide it even from my detection."
"Just how powerful would that mage be? What level of Barrier mage do you think could hide a barrier even from you."
"I'm a telepath. I excel at detection and control, nothing can hide from me if we're at the same level. This means whoever they were, they would have to be stronger than me, probably at the peak of 9 Star mage, and they must be much stronger than you average peak level 9 star mage."