D'jok kicked the football aggressively at the garage door "I'm sick of those fucking Shadows!"
Micro-Ice sat on a box swinging his legs and shrugged "What can we do D'jok? They control most of the area and we're too weak to stop them,"
After the Great Flux War, the Akillians hadn't been left with much. Like most races, their planet had been destroyed. They now resided on an artificial planet by the name of Genesis.
The war had left an impact on the races and it wasn't uncommon for young people to join gangs because of the division of races on Genesis.
D'jok and Micro-Ice belonged to a small gang called the Snow Kids under the command of man called Aarch.
The gang was extremely small since this one of few Akillian bases on Genesis. The move to the planet had been disjointed and hectic resulting in many fragmented settlements.
"Where's Aarch and Sinedd anyway?" D'jok grumbled.
"They went on a peace campaign with the settlers apparently," Micro-Ice replied.
D'jok looked at him "Propaganda?"
Micro-Ice nodded and smirked "Propaganda,"
It was important for gangs to keep settlers on side since it was all about winning the hearts and minds of the people. Just because they were from the same planet initially it wouldn't stop them siding with rival gangs, they wanted to be on the safe side. This is why it was so important to convince the settlers that they wanted to be on their side. The settlers would be 'safe' and 'protected' whilst they may provide the gang with equipment and homes.
"How long are they going to be?" D'jok asked.
"Don't know, why?"
"Wanna go for a walk?" D'jok replied "I get bored waiting here,"
Micro-Ice shrugged "Yeah alright, lead the way,"
The two opened the garage door and were greeted by the gleaming sun. They both shielded their eyes and walked up a small hill. From the hill you could see the dividing lines of settlements. The garage in which they normally resided was firmly placed in their Akillian gang settlement. It was hardly near anything, a ten minute walk from the place where they had influence. The space within that ten minute walk was essentially no-man's land. D'jok started walking down the other side of the hill towards the Akillian settlement; Micro-Ice blinked at the sun and then followed him.
"Why are we wandering about?" Micro-Ice asked D'jok as they neared the settlement.
D'jok grinned "You'll see,"
They walked into the sandy, wretched Akillian settlement and took an immediate left through a small alleyway.
D'jok knocked twice on a door on one of the sides of the houses.
The door opened to reveal the gruff looking Clamp, he sniffed and looked at them both "What do you two want?"
"You know what I want," D'jok smiled pleasantly.
"Did Aarch send you?" Clamp responded.
D'jok glanced at Micro-Ice and then looked back at Clamp "Yes," He nodded "Yeah, he wants us to collect some weapons,"
Clamp raised an eyebrow "Does he now?"
D'jok gulped slightly and nodded.
Clamp laughed "I'm not an idiot D'jok!" He patted him roughly on the shoulder "He might not have sent you but I'll give you some weapons... not top grade mind,"
D'jok nodded vigorously "Fair enough Clamp! We need to show those Shadows whose boss,"
Clamp handed him shoddily made gun "Well I hope you do D'jok," He threw another gun to Micro-Ice "Good luck you two, I hope you make them shit their alien pants,"
D'jok smirked "We will," He turned to Micro-Ice "Come on mate,"
He started marching down the alleyway towards one of the Shadow settlements. Micro-Ice hurried after him.
"Why are we doing this D'jok?!" Micro-Ice asked "We might just end up causing more trouble than it's worth,"
D'jok laughed "Micro-Ice, they embarrassed us! They killed Punto and Johan, and now it's just us four left!" He turned around and stared at Micro-Ice darkly "We need to damage them; we need to show them that we are not weak... if only we could just find the flux,"
Micro-Ice sucked his teeth "That again?!" He shook his head "You don't really believe Aarch do you?! Akillian has been destroyed for a long time, how the hell can the flux still work?!"
D'jok glowered at him "It just does," and with that he climbed over a wall into a Shadow Settlement.
Micro-Ice followed him over and grazed his knee slightly as he fell to the floor.
He wiped the dirt of his clothes and shook his head irritably "Eurgh D'jok, we should of least talked to Artegor or someone about this,"
"We talked to Clamp, and besides what would of Artegor done?"
Micro-Ice shook his head "Clamp doesn't count, he's just a dirty scoundrel of a mechanic... in fact I bet these guns don't even work... And Artegor is Aarch's friend so he could have at least given us some advice!"
D'jok chuckled "Clamp wouldn't let us down; you watch I'll shoot one of those blasted Shadows right between the eyes,"
Micro-Ice followed D'jok as he took a shooting spot from behind a large rock "I'm just saying, you should have your flip-knife ready for when that gun doesn't work,"
"Whatever Micro-Ice," D'jok grunted and took aim from his gun.
There were small crudely made huts and houses lining this street and not a single person on the street. D'jok and Micro-Ice stood in-between two debris sights and behind a large rock.
"I see one," D'jok smiled from behind the gun.
"Yeah, yeah," Micro-Ice yawned as he played with his flip-knife.
D'jok took aim as a member of the Shadow gang jauntily walked by. Grinning to himself he squeezed the trigger.
The gun however did not shoot the Shadow. It seemed to grumble slightly and then with a large bang, fell apart in D'jok's hands.
"Told you," Micro-Ice sighed.
The Shadow had heard the sound. He seemed to gesture to someone and then started marching towards the rock where the two young Akillians resided. Micro-Ice was far too quick for the young shadow however and dashed out, stabbing him in the stomach. The Shadow keeled over and fell straight onto the ground, the black coloured blood seeping from his stomach.
"Alien scum," Micro-Ice muttered, he turned to D'jok "Let's get out of here before-"
He couldn't finish his sentence however because D'jok was surrounded by four Shadows. They were quickly followed by four around Micro-Ice.
"Shit," Micro-Ice grumbled.
One Shadow who seemed to have some authority walked over to wounded comrade.
"Who did this?" She asked in fractured Akillian.
Neither D'jok nor Micro-Ice answered.
She looked from one to the other and then shook her head "Looks like I will have to kill you both then,"
"Fuck off you alien whore!" D'jok spat.
The Shadow shook her head again "No. My name is Nihlis,"
D'jok shrugged "I don't care; you look all the same to me,"
Nihlis strided over to him and struck him across his face with the back of her hand. She took a large knife out of the back of her trousers and held it up to his neck.
The sound of a motorbike however distracted her. She looked up and looked at her fellow members.
They all shrugged confused. No-one was supposed to be riding vehicles in this sector.
Their questions were answered however when a motorcycle suddenly landed in the middle of the crowd knocking two Shadows to the floor as it landed.
The person on the bike was completely robed and it was impossible to see who it was. The mysterious bike rider swiftly produced two handguns out of the holsters on the side of the bike. Pointing one gun at Nihlis and another at the Shadow holding Micro-Ice the rider gestured for the two Akillians to get on the bike.
Nihlis scowled but then retracted her knife and nodded at the other Shadow to release Micro-Ice. The two Akillians quickly jumped onto the back of the bike. The rider passed Micro-Ice one of his guns and revved the engine. With one swift movement they were off. They skidded through numerous alleyways and streets but stopped at a small secluded shed.
The rider hopped off and walked in. D'jok and Micro-Ice although wary followed.
The shed was tiny and the rider sat on a wrecked beach chair.
"No offence," Micro-Ice said looking at the small confines "But this is a shit hideout,"
The rider removed the shawl covering the face to reveal a tanned teenage boy with golden eyes and a brown beard. He took off his helmet to reveal impressive brown dreadlocks.
"The name is Rocket," He smiled "And for your information mate. The secret base is downstairs,"
To be continued....