Agent Orange

In the year 4969, the state government of California was really evil.

They would get people on crimes they didn’t really commit and then send them to Burn Camps where they would sacrifice them to their Aztec gods and give rich, government people, powers and magic spells.

The governor was a magician named Cuactomoc Jones and he had made these magic orange gloves that whenever they were used to kill someone, Governor Cuactomoc Jones would get more magic power.

There was this huge guy named Agent Orange. He was like seven foot tall. He strangled people that his government wanted him to strangle. He was silent AND deadly. He was working for the Aztec government of America.

Agent Orange had the magic orange gloves.
There were lots of rebels and the government said, “They need to be crushed.”
Agent Orange nodded his big ass head. He didn’t talk much.
That night while some rebels were camped out in the woods Agent Orange snuck into their camp.
The two leaders were making plans in their tent, “We must wait for the shipment of guns and then we will be ready to strike the capitol of California.” Which was not called Sacramento, it was called Calli-Cozcacuauhtli, which means Vulture House. I don’t know why it was called that, it just was.
Then the second in charge said, “Goodnight.”
And the first in charge of the rebels was alone.
“Hello,” Agent Orange said in a Russian accent.
“Who are you, sucka?”
“I am the man who is the last man you will see alive.”
Agent Orange strangled the leader until he was dead.
Agent Orange stole a bunch of secret plans and papers.

The next day the whole camp was bombed off the Earth. Planes dropped tons of bombs and killed most of the freedom fighters.
Then the cops and Aztec army went in and arrested the survivors. There were five of them.
The freedom fighters got thrown in jail. They sat down on the floor and looked around, there were some really tough guys in there including one with a rotweiller head instead of a human head, so you know he liked to fight. Everyone called him Doghead.

Sitting across from the freedom fighters was a really handsome guy and a caveman.
“Hey dude, what’s your name?”
“My name is Skye Zanzibar. This is my caveman friend, Ook of Field.”

to be continued...