The Ultimate Host

Silver took off into the air like a rocket. The Wrangler grabbed Silver's head. Silver then went back on the ground. The Wrangler shoved his hand into Silver's mouth and took out a rifle. The Wrangler then jumped off of Silver's smooth back. He ran towards the pit filled with metal scraps and saw that Cross was gone. All he saw was a splatter of blood. He waved his hand across the splatter of blood and sniffed it. Cross suddenly appeared behind Silver. He placed him in a headlock. He was going to attempt to pull his head off like he was a lego. However, he was unsuccessful. The Wrangler flipped Silver over and drove his foot into his neck." " My my." How the tables have turned." The Wrangler bent down and placed his gun at Cross's head. " Give me one good reason why I shouldn't blow your f.u.c.k.i.n.g brains out this instant." If you give me a reason not to, I might consider sparing you so you can leave and go back to wherever you came from." The wrangler's grip was growing harder and Cross was struggling to breathe. He quickly activated his Berserk Mode.

His eyes turned all white and they began glowing. Cross easily tossed The Wrangler's foot off his neck. He grabbed The Wrangler by his throat and drove his head into the ground, and threw him into the air. Cross then leaped into the air and started firing dozens of metallic spikes at the Wrangler. However before any of them could reach him, Silver quickly flew into the air.