Ducar was feeling great today. The sun was shining and birds a chirping as he skipped down the street, smiling ear to ear. Ducar was a Goomba now. He didn’t look down on the general population as so many criminals do, rather, he felt he had found his place in the world, having satisfied the same needs all of us have. 

He was part of something, Ducar had a FAMILY.

As he was just soaking up this glorious feeling, he stopped and thought to himself: “how will I ever repay my family for this priceless feeling?” He did a little hop into the air, clicked his heals, turned 180°, and started running back to the crew headquarters to see if there was anything he could do, anything!

Just as he rounded the corner, the whole world flipped upside down. Everything went instantly psychedelic. Was he even seeing this? Was it a dream, the worst nightmare conceivable? 

Ducar- WHAT… THEY KILLED CHAOS… WTFFFFFFF… THEY KILLED EVERYBODY!

Bystanders- They killed Rogue and Roguette too.... :(

Ducar- Mate, that can`t be real

Bystanders- IT IS REAL. It’s anarchy.

Ducar- Anarchy did this! Why the fuck they didn`t killed me too?

Bystanders- No, I mean this is anarc…

Ducar- Come here and kill me too, Anarchy! Come here and finish the job, prove yourself! HUH? NOTHING HUH?

The crowd that had gathered fell silent. What is going on here? Is this a joke? Ducar had been touching and hugging all of his dead family, rolling around in the street covered in blood. His eyes were filled with crazy, and spit flew from his mouth as he screamed at everyone. Ducar had lost his place in the world and everybody around him was now his enemy.

Ducar- COME AND KILL ME YOUR FREAKIM WIMP!!!!!!

Bystanders- None of us who are talking now shot at you or your family. It’s OK, just go find a new crew.

As the crowd tried to calm Ducar, feeling bad for joking around while he had clearly lost it, a dark figure stepped to the front of the crowd, looked at the scene, looked at Ducar, and spoke up: “I think theres only one way to settle this… duel” Ducar instantly straightened up, still unsure of who was going to pay the price for taking everything from him.

Ducar- Let be it then. A duel.

finish this epic tale if you like.

Feeling lost, sad and depressed, he just wanted to finish this pitty existance. Deep inside he knew Anarchy hadn't done that, he just picked a fight on the first name he thought he heard. His inside was burning from revenge, aginst anyone, against the world itself, and unfortunately, Anarchy got on the fight. He just wanted to die with his family, be with them, he didn't wanted to continue his life, no, he wanted to die fighting for them, or fighting against his imaginary enemy.

After screaming and screaming, he had to be put down, or he would be rogue, like a stray dog who bites everyone near,he would be shooting anyone. Someone had to do it, PaddyoReilly knew someone had to do it.

Not fearing for his life, he knew he had a job to do, to keep the peace, not only for the society itself, but for Ducar too, so he could finally rest at ease with his family.

"I will duel you" He said.

Ducar had set the terms, both shooting, that way, the best would win and he could have his fair fight, he sought so much. COME GET ME, screamed Ducar, i am in PH!

PeddyoReilly took a plane, knowing the risks he was taking, but the call of duty was greater. Up on reaching there, the duel started.

Both of the placed their hand on their holsters, Ducar threw a cent on the air, when it touched the ground, the duel would start. PaddyoReilly was confident on his skills, everybody knew Ducar didn't had a chance, still, he wasn't himself, he was possed by powerful a vengange spirit, full of rage and hatred, that's the only explanation for what happened later.

The cent touched and it has began! PaddyoReilly was faster and had more experience, he shot Ducar first, a deadly shot that no man could endure, still, Ducar didn't fell right after being shot. PaddyoReilly was right in lowering down his guard, no one could be alive after getting hit by a so accurate shot on the heart, but somehow, it wasn't enough.

Before all life leaving his body and giving all he had, with half his body bending to the left, almost falling, he shot PaddyoReilly on the back, hiting his lung. PaddyoReilly fell to his knees, coughing blood and feeling life leaving his body, still, he knew he did what had to be done, his duty was complete, someone like him couldn't be left alive to torch the world on fire.

Both died as heroes, Ducar on his own eyes, fighting for what he believed was right, grasping on the last memories of his family, seeking revenge.

And PaddyoReilly, as a hero for others, who risked his life for the greater good, putting down someone dangerous to him, his family, friends and the society itself.

peanut walks up to PeddyoReilly and leans in to hear him mumbling out his last words.

"am i 2 and 8 or 1 and 8 now?", lets out a cough, and dies.