Book idea based on Duke Nukem, Escape From L.A., Barb Wire, Rush Hour...
Chapter 1: L.A. Meltdown
The Duke flew over the desert in his space jet. He'd just returned from a mission beyond, to find out why strange signals were coming from the Eridanus sector. The signals meant that a mysterious fleet was headed to their corner of the galaxy. He felt it was urgent that the proper authorities in Los Angeles be notified.
His monkey Nimrod scurried about the cabin, anxious to return home, where his artificial jungle waited for him behind the loggia of the Duke's mansion.
"Get off the damn controls, imp of a chimp", scolded the Duke. Nimrod curled up on the passenger's seat in innocent comfort. They'd come a long way, their relationship was getting testy. But all the space wars they'd survived had made it stronger. To the Duke it felt like nothing could ever tear them apart. It was simply time for a break from all the fighting and shooting and blowing up star ships. Yes, the mansion was calling to him like a seductress the sweet siren of homecoming.
The Duke snapped out of his daydream when he saw smoke billowing on the smoggy, orange horizon.
"What the f*ck?", he muttered. Nimrod's ears perked up.
Closer to the city they came. The Duke's eyes sparked with a rekindled rage once he realized his city was in ruins. L.A. had been blown to smithereens, just like the all the damn mystics had predicted. He discovered what were unmistakably alien ships gliding through the sky above the ruins. Looks like they'd beat him to the punch.
"These galactic scum are faster than the speed of Hellfire. Grab your bazooki, chimp, we're going down."
Nimrod hefted up his miniature bazooki, a monkey friendly missile launcher that acted more like a machine gun. The Duke ran through his inventory of weapons in the back. Chaingun cannon, flamethrower, plasma shrink ray, microwave expander, the modest rifle, and his favorite... The grenade launcher.
Vacation could wait this time.
Chapter 2: Hollywood Holocaust
Shot down by aliens, they search the city for a new ship. They meet Barb Wire, a badass babe who looks like Pamela Anderson; Chris Friday, a young goofy gangster based on Chris Tucker, good at scheming; Chan Lee, an old, wise, Chinese martial arts legend who keeps the group grounded; and Carly, a tomboy teenage girl needing a father figure.
To be continued...
Chapter 3: Raw Meat
Chapter 4: Freeway
Chapter 5: L.A. Rumble
Chapter 6: Fahrenheit
Chapter 7: Bank Roll
Chapter 8: Hotel Hell
Chapter 9: Movie Set
Chapter 10: Stadium
Chapter 11: Toxic Dump
Chapter 12: Launch Facility
Chapter 13: The Abyss
Chapter 14: Spaceport
Chapter 15: Lunar Reactor
Chapter 16: Warp Factor
Chapter 17: Overlord
Chapter 18: Area 51
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