An Airport nearby................................








*Whats that?? Okay.....Okay.....Uh-huh.....I see.......so my clone did work....... alright......well.....sacrafices must be made.......yes I'm sorry too...okay....uh-huh...
goody-bye"

Da Vinci hanges up the phone as the learjet makes its way down the runway.

*And where are we heading tonight sir?*

*Tyra...were heading to New York*

A mere 5 hours later, Da Vinci's plane touched down in New York...

*this is it* he thought *the final showdown*



As Da Vinci vigrously went over the plans of Nos's "wackness camps" Tyra stepped into the room....

She looked a little flustered and Da Vinci knew that it had been a rough couple days and she had not seen his gargantuan girth in a few. She was wearing a pink victoria secret lace, it dripped over her shoulders and almost seemed to be suspended just above the clevage of her bust.

Knowing that time was of the essence Da Vinci wasted no time. With two claps of his hands her clothes flew off her body and Vinci went to work....

Three days later when Vinci had finished he knew that it was now time......................time to deal with Nos and his terrorist threat to all Rap in the universe.

For years Nos and his group of wack sidekicks had possed as threats to all young influential youth. Nos was the ringlead much similar to Osama Bin Landen both shared unique facial features...but as well while Osama was running terrorist camps....Nos on the other hand was running wackness camps.

Training day and night, pumping out hundreds of wack verses in hopes that he could influente todays youth.

~~~~~~~~6 hours pass~~~~~~~~~~~~

As Da Vinci krep outside the penthouse, he knew Nos was expecting him. There were no secrets this time..there were no surprises this was going to be show down......



*So you found my secret layer I see...*

*Yea...wasn't to difficult, you are listed ya know*

*Er....Ah....Yea of course I know that*

As the two stared each other down, Da Vinci laughed to himself thinking that Nos had fallen for his trap and when he planned to clone a transvestie Paris Hilton and Olsen twins, at the time he wondered if it would be worth it....Seeing his arch rival across from him and the white substance hanging from his upper lip he knew now that it was all worth it.

*So how do you want to do this*

*Well I was thinking.......BLAM BLAM BLAM BLAM *

Fuck why waste time with convo, half way through his sentance Da Vinci rip's out the 9 mm and puts two in each eye socket of Nos. Searching through his wallet he finds the map to his clonning layer....

~~~~sometime passes~~~~

As Da Vinci finished placing the last of the c4 on the cloning layer he knew now that htis would indeed be the last he would hear of Nos and the wackness camps.


*now* Da Vinci thought for himself, *To find Osama*

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