The Galactik Living Impaired Apocalypse
A combination story by Gerkyhen and EvilMentalHamster.
"Ah what a good day to be alive and kicking!" Corso smiled stretching.
"It is, isn't it?!" Artie grinned "I sure wouldn't appreciate being taken over by zombies anytime soon!"
"Guys!" Benett shouted as he ran into the room "Sonny is ill!"
"What's wrong with him?!" Corso asked.
"Illness!!!!" Benett replied and ran off to Sonny's room.
The three pirates entered Sonny's room. Corso walked up to the indisposed Sonny who was lying in bed. His skin was extremely pale and his eyes had a strange dark blood like colour to the pupils.
He took his hand "Sonny, what is wrong with you?"
Sonny waved him away "It's nothing! I just crave human and/or alien meat is all!"
Corso nodded standing up "Ah right," He turned round to the other two "He's alright, he just craves human and/or alien meat,"
"Ah right," The two nodded.
They turned to leave but they were then interrupted by a loud, shrill, girly scream.
Sonny was biting through Corso's leg.
"OMG!!!" Screamed Benett "We need to get out of here Artie!"
"But we need to help Corso!" Artie retorted.
Benett shook his head vigorously and took for the door "Leave him! He's a dick!"
The two ran out of the room and took for the exit of the large building in which they currently resided........ ON AKILLIAN!!!!!!!!!!!
"Where do we go!? Where do we go!? Where do we go!?" Artie screamed at Benett.
"Aaarrrghhh I don't know!" Benett screamed, clutching at his head. "I'm so used to being told what to do and now Sonny is biting through Corso's leg and Corso is having his leg bitten through!"
Artie screamed. Benett screamed. Artie screamed. Benett screamed. Micro-Ice screamed. Artie began screaming then suddenly noticed the small black haired, football prodigy next to him.
"Micro-Ice!? What are you doing here!?" Artie demanded.
"You're outside my house" Micro-Ice said, throwing his thumb behind his shoulder to his house.
"Hey I didn't know our Akillian base was next to your house Micro-Ice!" Artie gasped in delight.
"It's awesome right? You should so totally come over for jerked chicken night tomorrow!" Micro-Ice squealed, Artie began squealing too and the pair of them began jumping up and down, clutching each other's hands.
"Um Artie? Do I need to remind you; that we just saw our leader bite through Corso's leg!" Benett screamed, breaking up the love fest.
"Who's this square?" Micro-Ice asked Artie gesturing at Benett.
"Ah he's just some guy I work with" Artie said, waving in a bored manner.
Benett's angry retort was broken off by a long moaning sound.
"Someone's enjoying themselves" Micro-Ice said smirking.
"Haaaaa" Artie laughed.
Benett turned to the source of the sound to see Sonny Blackbones leaning out of the doorway they had rushed out of earlier, with a blank look in his blood red eyes, he moaned deeply again.
"Fuck!" Benett screamed before pushing Artie and Micro-Ice aside and crashing into Micro-Ice's house.
"What the hell man!?" Micro-Ice exclaimed, as he and Artie followed the English man inside the house. As soon as they got in, Benett began pushing a book case towards the door in an attempt to make a barricade; a glass dome fell of one of the shelves and shattered.
"Argh what the hell man! That was an heirloom!" Micro-Ice yelped, putting his hands behind his head in horror.
Benett grabbed Micro-Ice by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes "Look, I'm sorry and I'll pay for your heirloom but Sonny has gone mental and is biting through people's legs!"
Micro-Ice blinked at him "It wasn't really a heirloom man," He chuckled "I was joking!"
Artie laughed "Ah!!! He got you Benett!"
Benett shook his head "We need to barricade this house quickly!"
Banging started on the door.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Micro-Ice waved him off "I just need to see who this,"
Benett grabbed him "No!"
Micro-Ice shrugged him off "Hey man, it might be my pizza,"
He moved the shelf out of the way and opened the door. Standing there was an extremely pale and blood red eyed Pizza delivery man.
Micro-Ice threw some money into his face and took the pizza "Cheers man," He closed the door.
"Barricade the door!" Benett screamed.
Micro-Ice shrugged "Yeah whatever man,"
He walked off into the living room as Benett shoved the shelf in the way of the door.
Artie and Benett followed Micro-Ice into the room.
"Sit down guys," Micro-Ice smiled.
He gestured to an orange haired boy sitting in one of the chairs "This is D'jok,"
"Hey," D'jok said.
"Hey," Artie replied.
"Yeah hi," Benett replied in a rush, he turned to Artie "Look we need to barricade ourselves in here,"
"No can do bro," Micro-Ice said "Me and my homeboy D'jok will have to head off to training soon,"
"What?!" Benett exclaimed "There are zombies out there!"
"Whoah man," D'jok said.
"Yeah, whoah man," Agreed Micro-Ice.
Benett looked at Artie exasperated who simply shrugged and said "Whoah man,"
Benett turned to Micro-Ice "What do you mean by 'whoah man'?"
Micro-Ice sucked his teeth "Well the term 'zombie' is a bit harsh don't you think?"
Benett's mouth dropped.
"Yeah man," D'jok said "Maybe they prefer 'Living impaired',"
"I don't care what they prefer!" Benett screamed.
Micro-Ice shook his head "That's harsh man,"
D'jok nodded "That's harsh,"
"You wouldn't like them to hurt your feelings," Micro-Ice said.
"THEY'RE TRYING TO EAT US!!!" Benett shouted.
Micro-Ice shrugged "Whatever man, me and D'jok are going to training," He grabbed his rucksack "You can come with us if you want but seriously..." He turned to look at the two pirates "Stop dampening the mood.... not you Artie, you're cool,"
Artie beamed at Micro-Ice then turned to beam at Benett who smacked himself in the face with exasperation. Micro-Ice and D'jok started towards the door but Benett blocked them.
"Don't you want to start your pizza?" He suggested, gesturing at the pizza.
"Dude if we eat it now we'll get cramp in training" D'jok said, rolling his eyes like this was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Yeah put it in the fridge for me will you?" Micro-Ice agreed before ripping open the door...to reveal the pizza man was still there, Micro-Ice looked at him in confusion then suddenly nodded in understanding. "I get it...you want a tip don't you?"
The zombie stared at him and moaned slightly.
"The cheek of service men nowadays" D'jok tutted.
"Look I don't have any money on me right now; I'll get some money from the bank on the way back from training for you k?" Micro-Ice said smiling at the pizza man.
The pizza man suddenly without warning lunged at Micro-Ice; the two went crashing onto the floor, Micro-Ice screaming loudly.
"Micro-Ice!" D'jok screamed before kicking the pizza man hard off of his best friend. The zombie flew off and into the wall; D'jok bent down and picked his friend up before glaring at the zombie. "Let's fucking pwn this guy!"
Micro-Ice nodded and the two footballers started whaling on the pizza man, kicking him in the chest and stomach, Artie began cheering and whooping loudly. D'jok kicked hard into the man's face and the zombie's jaw shattered onto his boot. Micro-Ice stopped kicking the zombie and stared at the dead body with his mouth wide open.
"Fuck...dude" He gasped.
"I...I..." D'jok murmured.
"Oh my God you fucking killed him man!" Micro-Ice yelped.
"No, no! That's good!" Benett yelped excitedly.
Artie turned and glowered at Benett scathingly. "That's just sick man" He scolded.
Suddenly the man on the ground launched himself at D'jok trying to scrape his top jaw on the footballer's boots (he had no bottom jaw).
"Oh thank fucking God!" D'jok cried out, groaning with disbelief, and holding his chest, he outstretched a hand for the guy to take. "Seriously I'm so sorry...no hard feelings?"
The zombie launched at D'jok's hand and scraped his top jaw on his hand, peeling off a bit of skin.
"Arghhh!" D'jok screamed, he screamed even louder when Benett hurled a jug at the zombies head.
"Plaster!" Yelped Micro-Ice looking at D'jok's wounded hand before rushing to the kitchen.
"Benett dude you killed him" Artie gasped.
"So what!?" Benett screeched, in high pitched tones. "We're bloody pirates! The main thing we should be doing is killing people!"
"Yeah but not innocent pizza deliverers" D'jok said, shaking his head sadly, looking down at the motionless body of the man, glass from the jug was stuck deep into his head, blood trickling from his mouth and eyes.
"Innocent!? He was trying to bite you!" Benett screamed.
"Oh was that what he was doing? I thought it was some sort of foreign greeting" D'jok murmured looking down at his hand.
Micro-Ice returned with the plaster "It did look like a foreign greeting to be fair,"
"Well it wasn't!" Benett screamed "We need to get out this place, there are bound to be more!"
Micro-Ice hushed him "Dude, we're going to training,"
Benett nodded "Yes, yes we'll go there! It might be safe there!"
Micro-Ice shrugged "Look man, I just wanna get there so I can keep Mark out of the team,"
D'jok nodded and chuckled slightly "It's true, that's the only reason he goes,"
"Whatever," Benett said "First we need to grab some weapons or something,"
D'jok looked at him and waved finger at him "Aren't you supposed to have a gun or something?"
Benett sighed "I left it in the headquarters,"
"Are we safe with this open door?" Artie asked.
"Dunno," Micro-Ice said "I'm leaving though. Come on D'jok,"
D'jok and Micro-Ice strolled out of the house and off in the direction of the Snow Kids Headquarters.
Benett looked around quickly and grabbed an umbrella. Artie grabbed a katana and followed him.
"Keep a lookout for Sonny," Benett said "I don't know where he went,"
"It's a real quiet day out aint it," Micro-Ice smiled "Kinda nice,"
"It seems quite suspicious to me," Benett said.
"You're like a constant downer aren't yah?" Micro-Ice replied.
Suddenly a loud scream came from the end of the street. A figure stood there and it seemed to be breathing heavily.
"Oh fuck," Benett gasped.
"Is it one of them?" Artie asked.
Benett nodded "Everyone stay low and follow me,"
He started walking very fast behind abandoned cars but when he looked around Micro-Ice and D'jok had carried walking on while Artie stood there in shock. The figure started running madly towards the trio and screaming at the top of its voice.
"Oop looks like this bloke wants to go past," Micro-Ice said.
D'jok and Micro-Ice moved out of the way and the mad man ran straight at Artie.
"Artie!!!" Benett screamed.
The zombie collapsed right into Artie who had stabbed it right through the stomach. Unfortunately for Artie though that hadn't stopped his assailant from attacking him. It started ripping poor Artie's face apart and he was powerless to stop it.
Benett jumped to his feet and sprinted towards the zombie. He stuck the umbrella into it's head and opened it. The zombie's head suddenly exploded.
Benett kicked the corpse off Artie.
He bent down and looked at Artie; his face was horribly damaged with most of his cheek and ear missing "Artie! How are you feeling?!"
"You guys need a plaster over there?" Micro-Ice called.
"Bleurgh," Artie said.
"Don't try to talk," Benett hushed him.
Micro-Ice and D'jok strolled over "Listen we need to get to training dude," Micro-Ice said,
Benett looked up at them "They might be dead!"
"Whoah man," D'jok said.
"Yeah whoah man," Micro-Ice agreed.
Artie spluttered something along the lines of "Whoah man,"
"Look I know you're all stressing out about Artie here but we got this like crazy potion lady," Micro-Ice said " We'll just heal him up with one of her strange concoctions,"
"Okay," Benett nodded as he helped the injured Artie to his feet.
"It's only like a block away;" D'jok shrugged "We'll be there in no time,"
"Right" Benett said heaving Artie up to his feet and supporting him. As the foursome began on their way, Benett cast nervous glances in every direction.
"Benjamin man cool it!" Laughed D'jok.
"Yeah you look like you're expecting a mugger to pop out of nowhere!" Micro-Ice chuckled.
"If you must know I'm very worried that Sonny may be around here somewhere...and my name's not Benjamin" Benett explained.
"Why you worried about my dad Benjamin? He's right there" D'jok said pointing ahead of them.
"...What?" Benett nearly dropped Artie when he saw the familiar red coat of his former leader. "Oh shit..."
"Dad! Hey dad!" D'jok called.
"Shut up!" Benett hissed, hurtling at the red headed striker and pushing him behind a nearby parked car, they both landed with a thud, D'jok hitting his head hard on the kerb.
"Oh man! What are you? A psycho!?" D'jok groaned, touching the back of his head gingerly.
"Your dad is one of them D'jok...I'm sorry" Benett said sadly.
D'jok sat up properly and raised a sceptical eyebrow. "My dad's a living impaired is he? Then why is he not attacking Micro-Ice?"
"What?" Benett murmured following D'jok's gaze to see that Sonny was staggering towards Micro-Ice. Benett couldn't help but note that Sonny's face seemed a bit more bashed in than the last time he'd seen him...Corso must have put up a good fight.
"Hey Mr. Sonny Blackbones sir" Micro-Ice said, waving at the zombie as it made its way towards him.
"Micro-Ice run!" Benett screamed as Sonny reached the small teen.
"No way man! It looks like Sonny's about to give me a fatherlike hug! There's no way I'm missing out on this!" Micro-Ice yelled back as Sonny placed his hands on each of Micro-Ice's shoulders. Sonny lowered his mouth to Micro-Ice's neck but just as he opened his gaping maw to reveal blood stained teeth, Micro-Ice was barrelled out of the way.
"Hey dad it's me! D'jok! You know, your attention seeking son!?" D'jok exclaimed.
Sonny stared at him with his blank look.
"Ah fuck this!" Benett yelped before making a snowball from the ground and lobbing it as hard as he could into his leader's face. Sonny staggered back looking completely confused.
"Aha snowball fight! You're not as square as I thought you were Benjamin! Good plan!" Micro-Ice cackled before making a snowball of his own and throwing it at Sonny, D'jok laughed too and soon Benett, Micro-Ice and D'jok were hurling snowballs at the pirate leader, whose advances were now being constantly hindered by snowballs to the face.
Around an hour later D'jok wiped a tear away from his eye and still laughing hysterically patted his father's shoulder.
"We've gotta get going though dad, we're well late for training now" He said smiling.
Sonny stared at his son blankly, and moaned, before going to bite D'jok's hand, D'jok withdrew his hand quickly.
"No thanks dad I'm not keen on this new foreign greeting" He explained.
"Maybe as you're late...we should run to training?" Benett suggested, backing away, still dragging Artie with him.
"Plan of the century mate" Micro-Ice said nodding. "Bye Mr. Sonny Blackbones sir!" He called, then he, D'jok and Benett where off and running to the training facility.
The four arrived at the doors of the Snow Kids Headquarters.
"Well we're here Benny boy," Micro-Ice grinned "Let's get Artie to our resident crazy lady,"
They walked through the doors and into a large entrance hall.
"Hum," D'jok said "It's pretty darn quiet in here,"
"Yup," Micro-Ice yawned "And there's ribena spilled all over the floor,"
"Shit," Benett grumbled.
"Nah it's not shit man, it's ribena," Micro-Ice corrected him.
"We need to get moving!" Benett ordered "We need to see if the others are okay... if they are then maybe they can help,"
Micro-Ice and D'jok wandered off "Yeah, yeah 'bout the face right?!"
Benett carried Artie in the direction they were going.
Micro-Ice put a lollipop into his mouth and opened a door. Behind the door was a set of stairs.
They started walking up the stairs but stopped when they heard a strange moaning sound.
"What was that noise?" D'jok said.
"Guys we need to be careful," Benett said "Here hold Artie," He said as he embraced the katana.
"Don't be silly man," Micro-Ice chuckled "It's probably Clamp drinking again,"
They started walking up the stairs again and saw Clamp swaying at the top the stairs.
"Hey Clamp," D'jok smiled "How much you drank?"
Clamp groaned in reply.
"Ahaha okay then!" D'jok laughed and attempted to walk past.
Clamp however got in D'jok's way and starting moaning in his face.
"Clamp!" D'jok complained "Your breath stinks!"
"He's a zombie!" Benett shouted.
D'jok turned to him "Whoah man,"
"Yeah whoah man," Micro-Ice agreed.
Artie spluttered something along the lines of "whoah man,"
Clamp groaned.
"See you insulted him," D'jok said.
Clamp groaned.
"Yeah I know man," D'jok nodded.
Clamp suddenly had a hold of D'jok but he slipped out of his grasp quickly.
"No hugs today Clamp," D'jok said "We need to go,"
Micro-Ice nodded "Yeah sorry Clamp,"
They all walked past briskly as Clamp tried to get them but was fortunately too weak. However as Benett and Artie walked past, Clamp was able to bite down on Artie's hand without Benett noticing.
Benett turned around and chopped Clamp's head off for good luck.
He and Artie followed Micro-Ice and D'jok down a corridor.
"Are we nearly there yet?" Benett asked "Artie is in a bad way,"
Micro-Ice turned around and licked his lollipop "Hum?"
"Artie is like on the brink of death!"
Micro-Ice raised an eyebrow "Oh yeah, erm just walk down that way," He pointed behind Benett "And take the third left, Dame Simbai will set you up with some potions, a plaster or two and probably a lollipop if you behave,"
Benett nodded "Okay, be careful Micro-Ice and D'jok,"
"Dude, we're only playing football," D'jok said "We do it all the time,"
"Yeah man," Micro-Ice chuckled "Don't worry biatch,"
The two walked off down the corridor and went through a door.
Benett took Artie to where Micro-Ice had directed them.
He opened the door and walked in. The room was extremely dark.
"Hello?" Benett called.
Suddenly the room was filled with light "Hellooooooo!!!!"
Benett blinked to see a strangely dressed woman caressing a plant "Are you Dame Simbai?"
The woman nodded "That I am!" She laughed "Are you... yeah?"
Benett frowned "My name is Benett and this is my friend Artie,"
"Your friend is a mindless living impaired?" She asked confused.
"What? No," Benett said and turned to look at Artie.
His eyes had turned a dark blood red and his skin was strangely pale.
"Oh god!" Benett recoiled.
Zombie Artie reached for Benett but he jumped back.
"Don't worry blondie!" Dame Simbai laughed "I'll deal with it!"
She picked up a bottle filled with some sort of liquid and threw it at Artie's head. It smashed on his face but didn't do anything.
"Damn!" She cursed.
"What were you trying to do?!" Benett exclaimed.
"I tried to melt his face with sodium chloride!" She replied.
"Throw acid!"
"Fine," She said and picked up another bottle.
She threw it before Artie went to attack Benett. It clashed against Artie's face and melted through his skull, destroying his brain.
"We need to get out of here!" Benett yelled "Let's get the others!"
"Hold on," Dame Simbai smiled.
"What?!"
She went rustling through a drawer.
"What are you doing?! Hurry up! There might be more around!"
She looked up at him "Well! No lollipops for you,"
Benett's face dropped. "Aww no please give me one" He begged.
Dame Simbai shook her head solemnly. "It's a one chance thing" She explained before walking to the door. "Now come on, the kiddies are training just up the corridor"
"Wait a minute...you know all about the zombie's right?" Benett asked as he followed her out of the door.
"Yes" Replied Simbai testily. "And don't call them zombies...I find that offensive"
"Sorry" Benett sighed quickly. "But anyway...you know about the... living impaired yet you didn't think it was a good idea to maybe...barricade the academy or tell the team about them?"
Dame Simbai cocked her head to the side and blinked in confusion. "You said way too many words there" She murmured.
"Ah forget it" Benett sighed as they reached the training room.
"Mark no! Fucking stop attacking Tia!" Aarch had his back to the pair of new arrivals in the training room and was busy screaming at the TV monitor.
"What's going on!?" Benett demanded.
"Ah Mark's a living impaired" Dame Simbai explained.
"What!? And you let him train with the rest of the team!?" Benett screeched.
"We didn't want to be discriminative" Simbai shrugged.
"That's the way Rocket! Bash his head in! Ahh good goal D'jok!" Aarch shouted.
"You're endangering the lives of the whole team by putting them in there with him!" Benett yelped.
"Shush, shush, shush" Dame Simbai advised, putting her finger to her lips.
Benett groaned and slumped down on a bench. "Clamp was a zombie as well by the way" He muttered.
"Was? What do you meant was?" Aarch demanded, his head snapping up from the TV monitor, regarding Benett worriedly with his blue eyes.
"I chopped off his head...zombie's are dangerous you see" Benett said, feeling like he was explaining something very simple to a couple of toddlers.
"Ah you complete and utter dip shit!" Aarch moaned.
"Wah?" Benett said, sitting up higher.
"Well whose gonna do all that technical shit now? You? I highly doubt it" Aarch ranted, scoffing slightly. Benett sat up stung.
"I could if I wanted to!" He hissed.
"Yeah and I could fly up into the sky and gather all the stars to make a beautiful necklace for Simbai if I wanted to" Aarch hissed sarcastically. He groaned and dragged his hands down his face, before, clicking a button near the TV screen.
"Right time to come out" He instructed.
The box disappeared and the team appeared. Micro-Ice and D'jok laughing, Mei and Yuki giggling, Ahito sleeping on Thran's shoulder and Rocket fighting off Mark as Tia hid behind him.
"Good goals out there D'jok" Aarch said nodding approvingly. "Great hustle Rocket"
"Thanks coach!" Rocket called out before punching Mark in the nose.
Aarch walked over and grabbed the struggling Mark by the scruff of the neck and chucked him into a crudely made cage.
"Okay guys!" Aarch grinned "I think we're ready to beat those Shadow punks tomorrow!"
They all cheered.
"Wait a minute!" Benett interrupted "There might not even be a tomorrow! We're in the middle of a zombie apocalypse!"
"Hey Benjamin," Micro-Ice smiled, he turned to his other teammates "Me and D'jok know him,"
The team smiled and nodded.
"Hi I'm Rocket!" Rocket smiled "Some would call me the cool one, I'm the real engine behind this team.... the rocket engine," He winked.
Everyone laughed.
Benett groaned "Yeah that's great. Is no-one concerned that we might all die?"
"And I'm Tia, I'm Rocket's girlfriend," Tia smiled.
"Uh huh," Benett muttered.
"I'm Thran and this is my brother Ahito," Thran grinned pointing at the sleeping Ahito.
Yuki stepped forward "And I'm a relatively new charac- I mean member... my name is Yuki,"
Benett groaned "I don't care!!!"
Mei stepped forward and did a weird twirl "I'm Mei and I'm really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really pretty! Don't you think?"
"Meh, little flat chested," Benett said "Is that all?!"
"What do you want?" Aarch asked.
"There is a fucking zombie apocalypse!" Benett screamed "Mark over there is already one of them!"
"So?" Aarch shrugged "We have a football match to concentrate on,"
"But we're all in danger of becoming zombies or dying!!!"
"Hold on!" Aarch said "Are you saying that I, Aarch could be in danger?!"
Benett nodded.
Aarch looked at the players "This shit just got serious! There is no way that Aarch can die! Well not if I can help it!"
"Why don't you all just use your fluxes to kill them?" Benett suggested.
Aarch slapped him round the head "Don't be stupid! Adium would be on us like a bitch and although I would appreciate her on me I don't think it would be in the same way that I'm thinking,"
"Your still going to stick by the flux rules?"
"My god yes!" Aarch exclaimed "We don't want another Rocket incident!"
Rocket blushed.
Benett sighed "Ok, well we need to collect food and make base or something,"
"Well I reckon we should go collect the Shadows because if we don't it would be rude," Aarch grunted.
"Okay, then!" Benett groaned "We need to send a small group to get them, whereabouts are they?"
Aarch smiled "Just across the living impaired filled street and in the living impaired filled building,"
Benett sighed "Okay then," He looked around "Well who will come with me and Aarch to collect the Shadows?"
"No way man, I'm not coming" Aarch said backing away and shaking his head.
"I'll come Benjy!" D'jok called.
Though a little irked by being called 'Benjy' Benett was still grateful to the teen. "Thanks D'jok"
"I'll come too Benjamin...you over exaggerate everything anyway" Micro-Ice decided stepping forward.
Tia pushed Rocket forward. "Rocket's a hero too so he wants to come" She explained.
"No I don't!" Rocket hissed at her.
"For the sake of our relationship you better go!" Tia hissed back.
"Why the hell do you want me to go into a living impaired filled street to possible doom!?" Rocket demanded.
"Meh" Tia replied. "If you want to sleep in the same bed as me tonight Rocket you better go"
Rocket shot her a reproachful look then stepped forward again. "Fine...I'm coming" He sighed.
"Well I want to sleep in the same bed as Tia too!" Mei declared. "I'll come too!"
"Great" Benett said nodding confidently.
"Hey Benett stop nodding confidently and come look outside the window! It's a sight that could knock all confidence out of someone with one glance!" Micro-Ice called from the large window.
Benett strode over to the window that D'jok and Micro-Ice were pinned to, looked out and immediately went white.
"Look how many living impaired there are out there!" D'jok cackled.
"It's rude to stare at them D'jok...no matter how living impaired they may be" Thran scolded.
"Aarch...do you have any fire power of any kind?" Benett choked.
"I've only got this" Aarch shrugged throwing a pear to Benett in an offhand way. Benett caught the pear and stared at it.
"What was the point of even chucking this useless fruit to me?" He demanded.
"It was all I could find in my pockets at the time!" Aarch retorted, defensively.
"Here I have this that you can borrow if you want" Yuki said, before taking out a massive machine gun from her skirt, D'jok raised his eyebrows and looked at Micro-Ice who shrugged.
"I had no idea that was up there I promise you bro" He murmured.
"Um thanks..." Benett said taking the machine gun from the ginger girl.
"Hey why don't we just use that wire to zip wire across?" Rocket suggested, pointing at a telephone pole, it was on their side of the street and it's wires ran across to the other side where the Shadows were staying.
"Brilliant!" Benett grinned. "We may not have to fight those buggers at all!"
"Please stop being so rude about the living impaired Benjamin!" Micro-Ice scolded.
"Yeah and especially since Mark's in the room" Thran agreed, nodding at Mark who was biting at the bars of his cage.
"He can hear you, you know" Simbai said, giving Benett a reproving look before throwing more of her potions on the ground.
"Hey there's Sinedd! Hey Sinedd!" D'jok suddenly called out, waving at the figure of the taller teen, who was visible in the other hotel. Sinedd (clad only in a towel) noticed D'jok and screamed mutely before ducking out of sight, he reappeared a few seconds later screaming again and pointing at a random Shadow player who seemed to be attacking him. "Haha...oh that Sinedd" D'jok chuckled.
"He's being attacked!" Rocket yelped.
"You attacked him once...in the sphere" Micro-Ice remembered.
Rocket turned on him. "Any reason to that statement? Or is that just you being a complete little douche?" He hissed.
"SAVE SINEDDDDD!" Screamed Mei before throwing a football at the window and smashing it.
"Well she's an idiot" D'jok said, turning away from the now smashed window with a piece of glass in his eye.
"Shit D'jok are you ok?" Benett shrieked.
"I reckon he's queer" Aarch whispered out of the side of his mouth to Thran who nodded in agreement.
"Actually now that you mention it I've been feeling pretty sick recently" D'jok admitted.
Benett went quiet and looked down at the cuts on D'jok's hands. "Simbai do you think you could work out a living impaired ointment thingy?" He asked.
"Yes I have a manual here" Drawled Simbai, everyone burst out laughing then she shook her head. "Nawh, if any of us get bitten we're fucked"
Benett sighed. "Let's go" He said before grabbing onto the telephone wire.
TO BE CONTINUED BIATCHES...................