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The Ultimate Chronicle - Part 28

The ninja-ridden pterodactyle-ninja plunged screaming out of the sky at Lincoln. The president reached back and pulled out a polearm with a curved blade. Sparks of electricity flew up the handle to the blade, and Lincoln neatly chopped both dinosaur and rider into perfect halves.

The ninja riding the Tyrannosaurus-ninja pointed. “From where did you get that weapon?”

“This is the Bill of Rights. Any American may call upon it, if he knows how,” said Lincoln. The raptors surrounded him, but he whirled the bill in a circle of electric death.

The Tyrannosaurus towered over him, raising his bo staff to strike. Lincoln tried to parry, but the awesome dyno’s might was too much, and he was struck to the ground. Then, the dinosaur was engulfed in green flame, and fled roaring from the fight.

Lincoln almost didn’t recognize the man in black robes covered in red pentagrams. His long beard and hair were gone, cut off as a sign of his dedication to the dark arts, but he knew those crazy eyes.

“Rasputin,” Abe hissed.

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