It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the dark room while hiding behind what I thought to be a large box. I was able to make out some of the shapes in the basement and when Zacied would come close to me by watching the figure moving toward me. In the game of cat and mouse, I was able to slip right by the former internet hacker and spammer several times, frustrating him. Just when I started to wish that I have a lighter with me, Zacied then said, "If only the light is on, surely I would have killed you by know!"

"If I have a night-vision goggle and a gun, I'd blow your head off and make sure that you'd feel it!" I said.

Zacied then tried to throw something at me but ended up aiming in the wrong direction while I tripped as I was moving behind another one of those large boxes. I laughed and said, "You need to do better than that if you're going to find me in the unlit basement!"

"Oh I'll get you for this!" he yelled.

Then his partner who was still outside said, "Couldn't we just lock him in until Creb returns?"

"NO! HE'S MINE!"

"Okay..."

It's a good thing Zacied isn't the brightest bulb, but then again Duck Division aren't exactly intellegent outside of hacking...that's when I started to wonder if most of the members are in fact tools used by Chris Beer to throw the Newgrounds administration off guard. I had no time to think about it further because at that point, I was still in hiding and need to wait before I could make my move against Zacied in the dark basement. As time went by, my eyes were able to make out the boxes and Zacied in the darkness.

I picked up one of the smaller boxes and was prepared to beat his head in when someone turned on the lights. Because we have been in the basement for quite a while, the light blinded us and I dropped the box.

I could hear Zacied screaming, "WHAT THE HELL? MY EYES!"

During the confusion, I started to open my eyes and slowly my eyes recovered enough to see what was inside the box.

"TNT?"

I picked up the content and soon I saw Zacied and his partner backing away from me.

"You drop that!" Zacied yelled.

I opened the box and found several sticks of dynamite.

I point one at them and they backed away further. It looked as if I was able to get myself out of this mess and escape from the hell hole so I can call the police until the two stopped backing away.

Zacied then said, "You don't have a lighter do you?"

"Zacied, what do you think we should do?" his partner asked.

"What do you think? There's two of us and one of him!" he yelled.

I quickly knocked over a large box, causing a pile of straws and dozens of hand grenades to spill out. The two then jumped backward and Zacied yelled, "Don't you use that in this room, it'll kill us all!"

"You dolts, what the fuck are you doing?"

We all looked up to the top of the stairs and it's Creb.

Zacied stammered, "H-he has a..."

"A grenade?" Creb cuts in.

"It's not a real thing, I have been smuggling illegal toys in order to make money for our dear overlord, you have to be a dumbass to have actual explosives in your home!"

Then I got into the conversation and said, "Why would anyone smuggle illegal toys? That sounds stupid!"

"You wouldn't understand until the truth is revealed!" Creb answered.

The truth? What could it be? I didn't bother asking because I figured that it wouldn't go anywhere since it would have meant telling me who their overlord is, but I assumed it's Chris Beer.

For his failure, Creb grabbed Zacied's partner by his neck and snapped it like a piece of twig.

Zacied pissed himself and cried as his partner's lifeless body was dropped right in front of him. Creb then said, "This is what happens if you fail so you better kill him or else!"

Zacied nodded and takes a knife Creb handed him.

"This is my chance to redeem myself, if I don't kill you...it's over for me!" he said.

I went and did one of th cheapest things anybody could have done, I kicked him square in the nuts, causing him to keel over in pain. Creb screamed and roared, "YOU COWARD, CAN'T YOU FIGHT LIKE A MAN? HOW DARE YOU DO THIS?"

Coming from a poorly built troll bot who send goons to fight for him.

As he was caught up in throwing tantrums, I snuck past him and made my way to the kitchen, took out a pot from the cupboard, filled it with water and waited until the troll bot to emerge from the basement.

"You're not running away!" he yelled.

I splashed him with water but nothing happened.

"I'm waterproofed!" he sneered.

"Damn it!"

I thought it would work.

I took off to the living room where there were several chunks of durian sitting on the table. Seeing the spikey shell on the fruit, I decided that I might as well give it a shot since I had limited choice for that matter, it could be the only way to get out of this mess. So I picked up one of the chunks and climbed up the stairs as the troll bot slowly marched toward the living room.

I took a golf club from one of the bedrooms and attacked Creb only to have him grabbed the club before it lands on his head. The troll bot smiled and said, "That's it? How pathetic!" as he bent the club with ease. Seeing that how the golf club attack failed miserably, I knew may have to resort to using a piece of fruit I hated the most.

I ran up the stairs once again and took the chunk of durian I kept in the bedroom before opening up the window where I would climb out in order to gain a tactical advantage over the troll bot. I held the chunk of stinky fruit with my mouth in order to use both hands so I won't fall while sliding down the rain gutter in order to re-enter the house from the front entrance.

After entering the building, I picked up the bent golf club before slowly climbing up the stairs and snuck into the bedroom where the troll bot was staring out the open window. I quickly slammed the durian onto his head and the spikey shell pierced right through the metal plate (what a cheap stuff). When I let go, the piece of fruit remained stuck on the troll bot's head thanks to the spikes and soon the sparks started to fly in every direction.

Creb then yelled, "Noooooooo!" in a very bland manner.

With the bent golf club, I proceeded to beat him until the troll bot falls to the ground squirming. I continued to beat him until Creb's voice became more robotic and said, "You fool, by defeating me, your fate is sealed...self-destruction sequence actives in...9...8...7..."

I dropped the golf club, stormed down the stairs and bolted out of the house shortly before it explodes.

The explosion created a shockwave powerful enough to knock out windows throughout the neighborhood and once it's over, I got up when someone came up to me and said, "Dennis! What are you doing here?"

"Michelle? Then that means..."

I looked up and behind her is the crew, even Peter's here too.

"Good to see you again..." I said.

"What the hell is going on?" one of them yelled.

I sighed and said, "It's a long story, what happened was t-" when I felt a sharp pain on my back.

Michelle's face turned white as she backed away.

I turned around and saw still alive Zacied bleeding from all over holding a knife and smiled, "It's over..." as he dropped dead.

"Dennis? Are you alright?" Peter asked.

"Yes I'm fine, not sure why you guys are here." I answered.

"That's because we heard that there are possible hackers that are being employed by the NSA and we came here to check to see if it's true but more improtantly, can you explain why they're after you?"

"I will, but first thing's first...can't you please call the ambulance..."

Then I passed out.