This is the first in a short story of a santa hostage crisis. If enough people like this and I feel the urge to continue, this will turn into a longer series protecting other characters.
About this creation
The S.E.P's (no, not the droids) (the Special Elf Police soldiers) have protected santa since the caveman times. They fought well with swords and muskets, but as this new weaponry comes in, can the elfs handle it? Well on with the story, elfs were supposed to secure the 3425th block of Steampunk town.
A steampunk bike thing drives away and the street is deserted....almost.
There is a SEP in the house who Red 1 has to check in with. He is specialty, different from the rest of the soldiers.
Two standard infantry elfs stand on the top of a building guarding the premisis.
Elf #1: Roger, Red 1 is safe at the moment. Uh-huh. Copy that. Tell them that we don't need reinforcements. The big one shoud be checking in with the guard any minute now. Once he does that, Red one will be extracted. Uh-huh. Roger. Bye.
Box-o'-weapons (brickarms I recieved yesterday)
Elf 1: Augghhhhhhhhh!
Radio: E1! are you okay?! Respond?!
Elf 2: What the.....
Terrorist: Die! Ahhhhhhhh!
Elf 2: What in the name of the Tooth Fairy?!
Using his expert knowledge, he doges the shotgun shot and hits the ground.
Elf 2: Woah!
They fight using the weapons themselves.
Elf 2: Ahhhh!
The elfs christmas camo shotgun fell off the building, and the terrorist's flew on top of the ledge.
The two go into hand to hand combat.
The terrorist jumps up on ledge and tries to body slam the elf.
But the elf backflips up and the terrorist slams onto the ground
Then the terrorist gets up and punches the elf in the head.
Terrorist: Auggg! Slap!
Elf: Ahhh *crash* *shcreech*
The elf gets up on the crate and says something.
Elf: “Size matters not, ... Look at me. Judge me by size, do you?”
Terrorist: Oh so they do have star wars in the north pole
Elf: Yeah! Its great. Yoda's a real morale booster. But wait weren't we fighting?
Terrorist: Oh year. Well, bring it on!
The elf jumps and tries to tackle him
Elf 2 is tackling him
But is flipped off by the terrorist.
The elf gets back up, but is kicked back by the terrorist.
The terrorist gets up on the ledge to get his shotgun.
Terrorist: fun fighting, but prepare to die.
Elf: (says in palpatine voice) Nooo! I can save the one you love!
Elf: Well you are soooo not on the nice list I can tell you that.
Sniper: Uh, so much blood. He does it so messily.
Sniper: What took you so long Hilton?
Terrorist: My name is not... wait, how'd you know? Oh, one of the elves put up a fight and tried to intimidate me with star wars quotes.
Sniper: I have my sources. Oh and you almost got beated by an elf?! Ha!
Terrorist: You can set up now, Marcy.
Sniper: My name is not Marcy....It's Mairy.
Terrorist: he he
Sniper: You! Shut Up!
Sniper (Mairy sets up sniper)
Sniper: Now there should be a highly trained elf guard in there.
Terrorist: Wait, your gonna shoot throught the wall?! There's a small presentage of that!
Sniper: Never tell me the odds!
Terrorist: Bu, youll never hit him!
Sniper: I find you lack of faith disturbing.
Terrorist: Oh now and you too!
Special Forces: Uhhh
Santa: *sings* jingle bells, jingle bells...
He walks along completly oblivious to the huge bullet hole in the wall.
Terrorists: Stick em' up or your dead!
Santa: Oh no!
Santa: don't shoot! I surrender! Think of the children! Truly wonderful, the mind of a child is.
Terrorist: Oh come on! Why star wars?
A truck pulls up.
driver: load him in to the back.
Terrorist: Right away Stepany
Santa: Help Me! It's discusting down here! Do you know how much money these suits cost! I don't operate on pure magic you know!
Back at an underground secret undisclosed location in the north pold (Elf hq)
Elf: Sir Sir! *huff* *puff* Santa *whew* He's been *huff* *whew* Kidnapped!
Elf infantry man: Oh mi gawd! Hurry! Soldier, this is a code 35 level Magenta! All stations! The Imperials have entered the base! The Imperials have entered the base.
Terrorist listening in on conversation: Good Grief!