Shruks amazing adventure

A story about Shruk and his difficult life.

Chapter One
Shruk leaped across the battlefield, dodging multiple arrows. Far Far away was under attack by living cheeseburgers wielding bows. "Ay laddie, get back to base!" His father, Shrek, yelled while manning a minigun turret. "But daddeh-" "I saied nao!" Shrek said, jumping off the turret and eating two cheeseburgers alive. Shruk sprinted to the underground base with the speed of Sanic.

He was finally there, and he tried to call over the others. No one came, as they either couldn't hear from the gunfire or they were dead. After a good minute, he hopped inside and shut the trap door.

The base was a small hut, equipped with foods to survive the apocalypse and weaponry. Shruk paused for a moment, flashbacks of the screams of Shadow and Donkey running through his ogre brain. He then stepped to a box of food, he was quite famished from all the running and ogre-to-burger combat. There was a box of Shrek themed macaroni and cheese, along with seven bags of doritos, Kid Cuisines, and hundreds of onions. He tore the top off the box of macaroni and grabbed a pot. He filled it with swamp water and heated the water with his warm ogre hands. It was now boiling. He poured in the noodles and mixed in the cheese, following the instructions on the back of the box.

He was to stay there until someone knocked on the hatch, or he got a radio call that the attack was over. He checked his radio, and there were only screams. He only made one out: "King Shrek is dead!"