Geralt of Rivia vs Geraldo Rivera

Geraldo knows he's no physical match against Geralt. He'll have to improvise. Geraldo tells Geralt that he'll calmly submit to his fate after he finishes his live broadcast, a broadcast which Geraldo "accidentally" broadcasts current troop location.

The broadcast wraps up and Geraldo offers Geralt a rewerd for being the one who finally brings him to justice. He'll share with him the story of Al Capone's vault. Fascinated, Geralt listens excitedly to Geraldo's tale for several hours, enough time for insurgent forces to arrive.

Wiping sweat from his brow, Geralt anxiously listens to the final reveal of Capone's tomb not knowing that insurgent troops were quietly surrounding him and the man he was sent to kill.

"And you know what was in that bottle?" Asks Geraldo noticing the approaching insurgents out of the corner of his eye. "Bootleg moonshine gin!"

At that moment the insurgents open fire. Nearby US troops return fire. Geraldo has practiced getting caught in fire fights all his life and now that practice has paid off! He ducks and runs for cover but not before grabbing his duffle bag.

Geralt, still confused and angry about the final reveal of Capone's tomb has no chance to escape the barrage of bullets coming at him from all directions.

Two insurgents chase after Geraldo who is tiring from the weight of the duffle bag. He makes a quick right into an alley narrowly dodging their fire.

"We've got him!" One insurgent shouts in Arabic. They run into the alley.

Just then a low flying helicopter races across the sky above them. They briefly shield their eyes from the sand kicked up by the helicopter.

The insurgents turn their gaze to the alley in front of them, but no one is there.

"Where did he go?" Asked one insurgent, bewildered.

"How could he just vanish?" Asked the other.

As Geraldo looked down at the fire fight below from a comfortable seat aboard the helicopter he sees his would-be executioner lying in a pool of blood and sighs. The duffle bag rests on the seat next to him.

"I'll never tell," Geraldo smiles to himself putting a megascope back into his duffle bag. "What was really in that vault."

/r/whowouldwin Thread