Ficly

The Ultimate Chronicle-Part 34

Maniacal laughter reverberated off the telescreen walls making up the throne room of the Castle at the Edge of the Universe. The sliver of MechaHitler was yelling in a metallic German accented furor.

“Alive?” MechaHitler said with a twitch of his mustache. “Dead? There are no certainties in this place! Where would the dead go? Why, there is nowhere left! This is the EDGE OF EXISTENCE! There is no escape!”

Lincoln glanced about in his intricately designed goggles, watching John Wilkes Booth rise from the floor with a smoking hole in his skull and the shattered remains of Yusupov creep back to cohesion.

“He’s right, Abe,” Rasputin said with a smug tone. “This is where those who have been lost end up. This is the End.”

Yusupov began a broken shamble towards Rasputin, hissing with newly reformed lungs, Booth’s mustachioed lips curled into a smile, and the false MechaHitler laughed menacingly.

“With your help, Rasputin, I invoke the Emancipation Proclamation!” Lincoln said, casting the spell of freedom.

View this story's 3 comments.