CHAPTER 4
Again, the boy looks no older than fifteen, but with steel veins, and the muscles of titanium knocks, this time a bear with a body of banana.
Girls laugh and show their teeth:
- You super, Donald! You're a space Superman!
And the beauties laugh. And their legs are so muscular, and almost all bare, and very sexy.
Trump is now holding a lightsaber in his hands. And fighting the advancing monsters. That's it, throw the orcs. It doesn't embarrass the President of America. His movements are agile and precise. Here is the exact attack, and the opponent is accurately hit in the throat. And trump roars at the top of his lungs:
- I'll be the champion of the planet!
Girls squeal with delight and confirm:
- So be it!
Falls chipped American President Orc. And his shaggy head to himself klatsat teeth. This is indeed a magnificent representative of the fauna. And Donald is chopping himself and is not going to retreat.
Next to him fighting and Vladimir Putin. Both presidents deserve each other, though turned into boys.
That is the Trump began to shoot the charming Archer. With diamond-tipped arrows fly. The us President cuts down on the fly aggressive weapons, and sings with aplomb:
- We'll fight on the ground . ,
Under the Sun and pitch darkness!
We will fight to the end,
Burn with the fire of love hearts!
What is America! And the embodiment of the American dream - Donald trump!
From most of the arrows Trump managed to Dodge. But some of them hurt him. One arrow stabbed painfully into his muscular shoulder. And it was inconvenient.
Trump pulled the arrow, and said:
- Nobody can stop us! Us no one-not wins!
And the boy-President, jumping up high, knocks the Archer down. A great warrior this Donald trump.
However, this is not the end. Now both the young President's body began fencing with each other. Both in the bodies of teenagers, muscular, very beautiful boys. Only Putin red, and Donald blond. They fight each other, very actively. And the movement rapid. Lightsabers flash like lightning. And the battle is on equal terms.
Putin whispers:
- You can't beat Russia!
Trump is much louder, says:
- And you, America! It is necessary to understand!
And the two boys of the President cross swords and begin to press each other. And light streams crack, and even sparks. Falling, red, blue, green, and yellow sparks!
Then both President-boy diverge. And the battle come the girls. Almost naked, wearing only the necklace on the hips, and ankle bracelets studded with diamonds and some unknown people, but extraordinarily beautiful and brightly sparkling stones.
Warriors shake Breasts through aloe nipples were gold rings with semi-precious stones. That Shine like the sun. Donald's fighting a girl. She is very fast, and is not inferior to the speed of the us President.
The ruler of America, who became a boy, is trying to accelerate. Very muscular teenager-the President rotates his sword. But apparently the warrior is much more experienced. And its burning lightsaber, and then burn Donald. On the smooth, bronze skin of the President, the boys appear burned.
Us President in a rage growls:
- The devil! What's wrong with you?
Girl in the answer replies:
- Training hard - easy in battle! Fight my knight!
Donald trump hissed:
- The power of America is with me! You don't understand!
I would've kept with a chuckle answered:
"We create worlds far more advanced than your planet Earth!" And than you us can surprise anyone!
Trump managed to bend, and kick the devil with a naked, boyish heel under his knee. The girl gasped and momentarily lost concentration. The lightsaber touched her powerful neck....
The warrior in the crown and jewels increased and sent a kiss to Donald:
- You're a great guy! Fight and win!
Trump asked the warrior Queen with some irritation:
- And when you say we're ready!?
The kind rationally answered:
- Every vegetable has its time! Do not forget that we will send you to another universe naked. And all hope you will have for reaction, strength, and new thinking. So you have a lot to learn before you start the mission!
Trump vexed said:
What a mess! And I want action!
Here both the President suddenly shifted, and ended up in a big city.
Not quite futuristic, more like new York in the nineties. In the hands of both boys-presidents machines.
Cars are moving in front. They go with ugly, unshaven faces and protruding trunks.
Putin and trump threw up their guns and opened fire. The bullet pierced the head-eating thugs. Fountains of crimson blood spurted. The first three cars lost control and crashed into the window at full speed.
Trump has bellowed:
They won't!
Putin threw a grenade ... Flight and one more car with gangsters turned over. Donald also launched a killer gift of death. The fifth car went to pieces. The last of the number that spun gangsters tried to turn around.
But the boys-presidents, synchronously thrust into her jets of their hand "guns", and then burst out laughing:
- They're not as tough as they look!
And winked at each other...
There was gunfire from above. Large-caliber bullets tore up the asphalt, and smashed the tiles.
Putin lupanul on the enemy and hissed:
That's cunning!
Donald, stepping to the side, roared:
- Will not go unpunished, I believe you!
Then the boy-President rolled into a somersault. He moved like a clockwork figure.
Then both warrior lupanul machine guns at the enemy. Something snapped and twitched....
Donald squeaked and growled:
- We will never be stopped by America's enemies!
Dropped from a helicopter bomb. The explosion collapsed part of the building. There were moans and screams of people being killed.
Putin in annoyance noticed:
- That you speak America! What did you go to Iraq for?
Trump responded aggressively:
- And for the sake of what you have sunk into Syria! Don't talk politics.
The boy President looked up at the sky. The helicopter had four propellers, and looked like thick, titanium armor. It's a gun and not to take.
Putin looked around. There was a girl barely covered, a necklace on her hips, and a spear in her hand. She spun her weapon and squeaked.:
- Well, the valiant soldiers... some really do get out!
Donald grunted angrily.:
- Believe me, we'll get out!
Putin fired at the helicopter from the machine gun, and noticed with a grin:
- Does not take a strong armor!
Trump snapped, and noticed:
- This is you not with savages in Syria to fight! This is something new in the helicopter industry!
And the boy President took and aimed at the enemy, something lethal. Namely, a grenade launcher, which was suddenly in the hands of trump. The boy-President Putin stared, and asked in surprise:
Where's that?
Donald trump winked at his partner and replied:
- I'm a billionaire, which means I'm a resourceful person!
Then the us soldier pulled the trigger. A lethal missile struck. She drew a tail, got right in the center of the helicopter. There was a deafening explosion. And everything literally blew up.
Donald trump with a very pleased look said:
- That's what the American acumen!
Putin replied in annoyance:
- But Crimea you've been missing!
Donald snapped.:
- Crimea? Its trivial Yes, we didn't want to take! And now it will be fun!
The helicopter was torn in the air, breaking up into many parts at once.
It gushed, and threw fireworks.
Then the girl reappeared, wearing a crown studded with gems. She solemnly announced:
- You're doing well in the maze! But now you have to non-trivial test!
Trump licked his lips and growled:
- I like everything unusual! Maybe we can fight for real now.
A dozen beautiful, half-naked girls appeared. They had two teenagers on the Avenue of the big city. Around, oddly enough it was deserted. As if everything was extinct. But, despite the slow pace, the streets flowed rapidly, as if the river carried the boys and girls.
But here they were inside the Colosseum. Where many girls were swarming. Also with a minimum of clothing and almost all barefoot. But girls obviously of incredible beauty. They're so graceful. And it looks like a serious battle was brewing, with the use of weapons.
Trump replied with a piranha smile:
- Great fun to fight!
The stadium was somewhat like an ice Palace, only bigger. And sitting on chairs alone girl in jewelry.
As the girl-commentator with a seven-color hairstyle declared-fight will be paired so the boy-the President of the USA and the boy-the President of Russia will be able to feel a brotherly elbow. Trump is pleased, as he expected to be able to protect his partner Putin in time.
Not that they became friends, but the only native human in an alien world.
The rookies, as expected, went first, venerable men have majestically swim then. The arena was huge and was very thick in the foot and a half bulletproof glass. The girl in the crown explained to them that this was done in case the gladiators went into battle with firearms, and here it happened. And to be understood in addition a grid under current.
Trump and Putin met with a whistle, they did not make an impression. However, they were slightly changed, giving elastic green orange jumpsuits, but leaving bare. Boys and at the same time, the presidents looked like teenagers fourteen to a maximum of fifteen years, and no one would say that it is a formidable killers have many victims. Naturally there was a ringing, shouting-we are inflated, no one wanted to put money on teenagers, except for a few extravagant girls with amulets and gladiators themselves, who put all the money on themselves. Them in case of defeat, the money is not needed - a fight to the death!
The Deputy chief of the space police, shook his finger:
- Don't make noise kids, for you there is a lovely prison orphanage. First, you'll be showered with acid.
Trump heard it, the bulletproof glass was raised, and the voice of the tormentor was loud as the roar of a donkey. He it himself a boy is not considered. But overalls and hid powerful muscles.
The audience is delirious. The boy President whispered.
The mafia boss the warrior Empress hesitated to put - not to put! She remembered how last time I missed the profit, however, understood in not too good a view of another warrior to dispose of goods that they put up a dangerous opponent.
Indeed, while the young gladiators shifted from foot to foot, a kind of music sounded, resembling the croaking of a frog, the chirping of a grasshopper and the hiss of an ASP simultaneously sounded a greeting:
- Arena out famous gladiators who found a lot of victims, the kings of murder-five-sex creatures of terror and Terror! -The voice of the announcer-beauty sounded choking with delight.
This caused an explosion of emotions and rapture, the audience applauded. Trump, not at all embarrassed, acted like a big child what he was in fact and was, despite his advanced age - showed language. This caused only laughter and shouts.
- What kindergarten, nipples want.
One diamond-crusted woman, a prestigious courtesan or rather an extremely expensive prostitute, giggled:
"Tickle me between my legs and I'll read you a story."
Trump shouted back:
- I could tear you apart! - Vladimir Putin stopped him.
The boy-President hissed:
- No, swearing is degrading, you behave like an adult.
Donald squeaked in response:
- You feel good because you're used to absolute power! I've already been tortured by Congress.
- If you kill one, you're a man. - Answered, not really understanding partner Putin. - The killer has no age.
President-boy Donald waved his fist in the air:
Perhaps you're right, it's time to break out of the cradle! Although it may be already past us the hour of death.
Huge doors parted and from them the glorified murderers-gladiators ceremoniously crept out.
"They've never left anyone alive in their entire careers!" The charming announcer announced.
Outwardly, the monsters were not particularly formidable, they resembled translucent squid, having a jelly-like body. Moved the Horror and Terror, slowly, one could see dozens of flexible tentacles, and instead of feet moving cushion. The other, they jerked, quickly reproduced the eight and stopped.
Trump realized that, despite the external slowness of these creatures are able to accelerate decently.
- Fight, it seems, will be difficult. He whispered in Putin's ear.
- I didn't expect an easy walk. -Here the boy-the President decided to play the partner. - And about the Horror and Terror were heard for a long time, neither their real names nor the name of their race or stay home planet, no one seems to know.
Trump asked with timid hope:
"Maybe the elves know."
Putin responded using the information in the box:
- I only saw them once from afar, they are very beautiful, but for men too glamorous, they on the faces or hairs like little boys, and dress up elf dress will be like a girl. In addition, they like to paint and men and women are just monkeys.
Beautiful girl in the crown announced:
- To announce a choice of weapons - machine guns class "Ochre" - 9 four pieces for two grenade launchers and a "Phalanx" - 6.
Girl boss mafia clasped her hands, firearms have his "Pets" didn't stand a chance. In addition, bullets and shell fragments passed through the jelly-like bodies without causing significant harm. It was better to fight with people, even with the famous "mad" and his girlfriend "Death". At least you can kill, and these are doomed to without a winning streak.
The weapons came down from below on the ropes, as well as a full set of ammunition. At the same time the floor began to move under him began to appear boulders, tin and wooden boxes, garbage. Apparently the organizers wanted to fight even a minute long, and teenagers would be where to hide.
Trump smiled:
In the face of death we look fierce again, the jellyfish, of course, not wrinkled, the enemy wants you to experience strength, but his goal will not achieve. - The rhyme uttered the boy, then Peredelkino the shutter, the machine was quite easy and convenient, it was supposed solid ammunition. The high initial speed of the bullet, provided a good aiming, penetrating power, and a relatively small exchange of small returns.
- There's a muzzle brake! - Putin said wincing. - He helps with the shooting and does not take the machine to the side.
- What same this help, but after all and enemy to shoot will feel more comfortable. Trump said, twisting his strong neck.
The boy-President of Russia touched the button:
- Of course, but this grenade "Phalanx" - 6, the most modern model.
Trump gave a whistle:
"It looks like the newest military warehouse has been robbed.
The boy-the President of Russia gurgled:
- The mafia is armed, there are even the latest experimental developments.
Trump is fiercely growled:
- This is to be expected, in a world of corruption ruled by the dollar. Even in the cosmic worlds!
Vladimir Putin has stamped her barefoot, a boy's leg, and growled:
- Stop ranting, let's discuss tactics. These things are too tenacious, I've seen fights with them. The only chance to kill them is to destroy the brain. But there is a separate, almost Autonomous nodes all over body. So we're gonna have to do something I don't even know! Riddled, but then they'll recover. If only we could find a flamethrower, then we could try to burn their flesh.
Trump said with light hope:
- But there is a grenade launcher, can this work?
The boy-President squealed:
- How to say it, but the chances are more than simple bullets.
Female mob boss has put a large sum on an alien guest, though he knew he could not win, but that teenagers, and even males can celebrate with such fighters, is not believed. The Deputy chief of the space police barked:
- Don't kill immediately, but first shoot the arms, legs, head.
Bulletproof glass was going down, but Medusa had a chance to reply.
- It's easy not to die!
Glass capable of holding one hundred and twenty fifth hyperliteral caliber gun was very tight.
A full-sounding horn sounded, announcing the beginning of the battle.
Squids at once came into motion, opening fire, from machine guns aiming at the feet of teenage Putin and trump. The presidential boys jumped back abruptly, hiding behind boulders. Trump whispered:
"I give you my word, comrade Washington, as it were, it was not tight, I will not ask for mercy.
Me neither. Glory To Peter The Great! - Putin put a queue in the head of not especially hiding Terror. He hit from both machines, falling asleep box liners. The bullet cut off a tuft of hair at the red boy, and the crazy hot cartridge got to Putin's pink cheek.
That's sick! -The President-the boy swore.
Now the fight began to wear agile character. In contact with squid was in pain, too, and they are not particularly climbed under the lead-uranium downpour. Small bullets or uranium core is twice as dense as lead and incomparably harder. This adolescents-presidents had to choose shelter box was able to break through.
Vladimir Putin, being a professional, several times caught on a shot of creatures that inexorably approached. However, they did prohibit the boy-President of the collarbone. With difficulty holding back tears Putin quickly crawled away, fortunately the wound was through and did not have to pull the bullet. Then the boy President threw a stone, causing the monster to retreat.
Trump was also wounded, he was postello the flesh of his left hand that hampered sight. The boy-President tried to bypass enemies and to catch them on the grenade launcher. He threw the tin, and when Horror opened fire, he poked in and fired. The grenade flew fast, but the creature managed to deflect, though was split the pieces. The terror squeaked, then howled like a siren, apparently feeling pain. With fury, he's old, forgotten shows that were going to torture teenagers, put out of the "phalanx". Trump managed to quickly crawl away, but one of the fragments stung painfully in the bare child's heel, and the other scratched the calf. The boy-President, despite the flour, found the strength to joke:
- I like it when they tickle.
Now squid have become to shoot much more often. Young gladiators answered, and fell, but it only angered their pursuers. I had to constantly crawl away, turn around, shoot. The boy-the President of Russia, wounded in the arm, then in the leg. His speed had slowed down. However, Satanov he finally managed to entice Terror and put a grenade almost in the mouth. He choked it visibly crushed, for a few minutes the monster was out of action, licking wounds. The horror moved to a temporary defense, the audience went wild cries:
- Freshen up! What are you doing with the suckers! Finish them!
Even it is difficult to expect such cruelty from such a beautiful girls.
But sounded and other voices, beauties-warriors.
Hit the jellyfish! Tear the slugs! Show that you people are better than alien freaks.
Inside the aquarium was not heard, but the boys, the presidents saw the gestures and open their mouths and despite the wounds began to dominate the game.
The horror received several bursts, and then barely left the grenade released by trump, saved not small for jellyfish speed and ability to slip. Guys provodilis, Terror, quickly recovering, crawled, also shooting. The boy-the President of Russia was too emboldened and got a bullet in the stomach. Shrieking, brave Putin fell, crouching like a worm:
- Donald trump, I think I was killed.
- In the stomach is not fatal, I'll wrap you up in order not to bleed to death.
The boy-the President of the United States crawled up to him, the blood was beating from two places - the stomach and back, again pierced through not too large body. Tearing from a few large pieces from your jumpsuit trump has tied up fighting each other. And though by age, he suited his younger brothers, the boy-President belonged to Putin as to the eldest, or at least his twin.
Horror already fully recovered and jellyfish have gone in cohesive offensive.
The fire became very dense, then the grenade launcher rumbled. Trump received a couple of tangential wounds, the shard almost broke the shoulder blade. Here the boy-the President has noticed that is weakening, a return shot from a grenade launcher was not accurate, he's not even sure whether they managed to catch the Terror. Here he was shot in the leg, but still not in the flesh and smashing bone.
Trump fell down, convulsive moans sounded from his throat. The boxes were already burning, the boy-the us President burned his hand and dropped the machine gun, burned the belts. Trump jumped to arms, but almost straight hit, a bullet for the one, pierced him in the chest. The boy-President fell, consciousness was clouded, he could not hold a weapon. Squid, seeing his helpless condition, came close. Trump tried to crawl away, then the bayonet through the foot with a knife, pinning the boy-President to the box.
Then began a methodical beating, the monsters are shot in the limbs, broken bones, and then hit on the wounds. The boy President passed out a couple of times, but they were blowing in his face with corrosive gases, and he came to himself again. Tramp was covered in sweat and blood. Hall rampaged and demanded:
- Unscrew the head, and put it on a stake!
Finally the Terror and Horror brought the guns to the temple President-teenager.
- Remember our kindness, asshole. They said.
As you know on the eve of death, a person can remember everything, so trump remembered that he has a spell that will turn a simple boy President into a superhero animated series. Thank you to his daughter Ivanka, though still almost a girl, but a strong witch. Trump has read and barely managed to pronounce the last sound, like a sharp blow to the queue. The bullets hit the whiskey and shattered the skull.
- It's over, the winners can get their winnings. - Announced a very beautiful and carnivorous girl-the Manager of the games.
The hall was buzzing, it was obvious that I had won quite a bit. Nobody noticed that the bright child's head, the Ladder suddenly recovered-as if someone rewound the film. The wounds on the boy President disappeared at once, and he smashed into their gelatinous faces with all his might.
Jellyfish bounced, but trump was quicker, flying up, he grabbed the Horror of the tentacles and with incredible force threw it on the electric grid. The creation of alien aggression lit up like a light bulb, it was seen as the spark of nerve nodes from the passage of current, as convulsively twitch limbs.
- What "shrimp" not like, as you fry! -The boy-President pricked.
Then trump rushed to Terror:
- Justice requires you to get a discharge.
The next throw was even stronger, the creature stuck.
Kid President made the nose, then pulled a face space. His words were transmitted through microphones, and the noise of the battle was perfectly audible:
- Do not hurry to bury us, we are in the ring bloody to take, the enemies we will violently beat, turning them into corpses and trash! - With power finished Superman and the President as a teenager.
Then he jumped up to the still hanging bodies, they were reflexively reduced, but could not get off the grid. The boy President took two grenade launchers, put the last charges in them and fired at point-blank range, hitting the very center.
The bodies of the squid under the influence of electricity changed the parameters, and they scattered into pieces, like ice from hitting the asphalt.
- Creatures without humanity, mournful wearing a crown, time is over in eternity. The terrible end came. - The boy trump showed shiny teeth.
Him as everyone applauded, even those who are big losers - the world loves winners. The cheering hall raged, many stood up. Even the Deputy chief of the Gestapo was kind.:
- Hey, this guy should be in the team or the bulldog on the front. It would all Sarapulov killed!
Only one lady mafia boss moaned softly, she lost a very large sum, and because of cowardice and disbelief missed even more profit. There was something to grieve about. Even flashed a thought, not shoot whether? But then she threw it away, not the last manna lost.
The terminator girl hissed.:
- That's what these kids mean when they contact you, there are some trouble, it is necessary to ask the big boss to be sent on another job site. To the same prostitutes, it is much more pleasant, than shouting and not predictable human children. Although they seem to have a lot of years!
When she finished, the lady mafia Boss turned her gaze to the arena. Trump came to Putin, he came to himself, and silently looked at the boy-the President of the United States. Despite the fact that the President of Russia was silent, trump understood what efforts he should not moan with such a severe wound.
The boy-the President of the United States said:
- What do you want to say, my brave friend?
Then, Putin could not resist:
- Finish me off or give me anaesthetic! Very painfully.
- I'll give you a kiss. The boy President leaned over and whispered in his ear.
- Read the next word, and all your wounds time to heal.
The boy-the President of Russia was surprised:
- What?
- Remember!
The spell was short but effective. The boy-President of Russia a couple of times strayed, and had to start over, but he still read to the end.
The transformation began before our eyes, the wounds healed and disappeared as if they had never existed. Of their existence resembled blood and holes in the jumpsuit.
