Shadow held a sadistic smirk on his lips, letting the music flow through him as he gripped the baseball bat in his hands. "I'm gonna make you, shake you, take you..I'm gonna be the one who breaks you
Put the screws into ya, yeah my way. Yeah, come on, come on, come and make my day. Make my day." he sang along softly, smashing the end of the bat through the windshields of the police cars. He was waiting on Spyder to finish getting his 'supplies' for their little job. He had to admit he liked this freedom- destroying what he wanted and not giving a damn who it hurt. What did it matter? It was their turn to suffer. "Got some hell to pay ya, I steal your thunder, The joy of violent movement, pulls you under, Ooh bite the bullet, well hard
Yea, but I bite harder, so go too far...Too far." He stopped at the last car and drove the bat hard through every window. "I can't hear ya are you talkin' ta me. I can't hear ya are you talkin' ta me..I can't hear ya time ta meet my lord...I can't hear ya talk ta 2 by 4."

He paused and pulled a waterbottles of gasoline out he'd filled, drenching the interior of every car along the way,tossing matches in. He loved to watch them burn and explode in a hellacious blast. "Yo, Shadow!" He heard Spyder call. He diverted his attention him as he pulled his headphones off and smirked at his work. "Not bad little brother." Spyder commented as he tossed him a gun. "That fuck had a good selection. Let's roll."
They heard the sirens screaming in the distance as they walked away to go finish their business. Spyder shoved a bag in Shadow's arms. "Check it out." He smirked in the cockiest tone he could. The bags contents made Shadow want to laugh with excitement. Several forms of explosives, detonators- everything he could imagine. "Holy shit. Where the hell did you get this?" He asked. Spyder only continued to smirk as he lit a cigarette. "Little brother- that's not a question. It's a matter of on who we're going to use it on."

"And who would that be?" Shadow asked as he passed the bag back. "Well shit- you know there's a bounty on our asses, right?" "Yeah..." "Ok, well then you and I are gonna use it on the fucker who put it on us- The governor. He wants to fuck with us, we'll fuck with him. I figure we get any goodies we want from him then blow that fucker's mansion to pieces. See how much differently he thinks when he's on the receiving end of it all."

They stood outside their place of interest, armed and ready. "Remember Shadow- show them no mercy if they try to jump us." Spyder instructed as he broke open a window. Shadow nodded and pulled himself up into the house, trying to be quiet as he could. "Shit! This fucker is loaded!" Spyder breathed once he got himself in. "Take whatcha want."
They wandered the house, grabbing anything they felt necessary and dropping off a few explosives to mark the area.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?" A voice demanded as they ran through the living room. They stopped dead and turned around as the Governor was standing there with two of his body guards, shocked to see intruders. "Oh shit! We're caught!" Spyder laughed. His expression read that he was amused by the threatening stature the governor and his cronies tried to have.
"I'm calling the police!"
"Go ahead." Shadow smirked. "They ain't gettin here any time soon."
Before they could make another move, the two body guards pounced, jumping on them while the governor made a run for it. Spyder scowled and whipped his gun out, smacking the body guard in the temple and whirled it around on his fingers, pulling the trigger. He rolled over and crouched on top of the body guard, placing the gun point blank to his head. "Nighty night fucker." He growled. He stood up as the blood began to run all over the floor and looked over at Shadow wrestling with the other. "Get him!" He encouraged.
Shadow let the words ring out in his head as he threw the guard against the wall, ripping his knife out and jamming it into the guards guts, twisting it around. He yanked it back out and looked over at Spyder, who was picking up their bags of assorted prizes. "Grab an arm." He ordered, motioning with his head to the Governor. "You missed." Shadow said, noticing the bullet wound in the shoulder. "Wasn't aiming to kill the fuck." Spyder replied simply. "I want him to suffer." "Yeah and you know how the media is gonna look at this? He'll be a fuckin' hero for surviving our attack." "Relax, Shadow. We'll just finish the job later."

They dragged him out to the front lawn and Spyder grinned over at Shadow as he pulled out the remote to the explosives. "Now here comes the fun part." he grinned and they backed away a few feet as he pressed the button. Watching the house fall apart in one huge explosion. They whooped and hollered in celebration as they watched. It was a sweet victory for their night. "C'mon. Let's get back to the club. I betcha Am and Zig are startin' to get pissed if we aint there." He threw an arm around Shadow's neck as they walked away. "And they ain't never gonna know we do this, neither. You know how they'd get. But I tell ya, this is one kick ass psycho holiday we're runnin. And whats more is we haven't even started yet."