"Stay down…" A calm voice said from above me as I tried to sit up I stiffened, for two reasons One it wasn't a British voice and Two it was a calm voice. I opened my eyes instantly regretting it as light shown into my eyes, covering them I reopened my eyes and looked around "Where the Bloody hell am I?" I heard my Very British voice say.
"You're in the Hagar Settlement" I flinched as a hand rested on my shoulder, another hand lightly tracing stitched up wounds. "Sorry" the Man said and I dared to look up, I saw a handsome face, his eyes a chocolate brown, hair a dirty blonde maybe light brown, he looked prewar I've seen him some where… "Bloody Hell! You're that guy From Bash TV!" I felt like an idiot, I just blurted that out, blushing I looked down. He laughed "Yeah I am" I looked up and smiled, the man had a grin on his face.
I remembered "Bullocks! Clan's gonna be pissed!" I attempted to sit up only for pain to wash over my chest causing me to crumple back onto the bed "On second thought… I think I'll wait…" "So I was right…" "Huh?" I looked up at the man confused, he seemed sad for some reason. "Your part of the Wasted Clan, aren't you?" I nodded then noticed the handcuffs holding my left arm to the bed. "Wait… Are you going to kill me?" I said, my tone angry yet emotionless. "No…" "Then you're going to bring me to WellSprings and throw me in jail?" "No…" "Then what are you-"The man silenced me by covering my mouth, I glared up at him "I'm not, I was thinking…."
He stopped talking as a woman walked into the room "Nick, I've got the bandage's… Oh he's awake…" She seemed suddenly unhappy that I was there; her tone didn't sit well with me. Shuffling I stayed quiet, not letting my Wasted Clan side out. "I don't even know why you're helping him Nick; he's just a Wasted Clan member, not like he ever did anything good…" She set the bandages on the table beside me and started to walk away. Looking down I growled "You're wrong…." My hands balled into fists "Huh?" She turned "You're wrong…. I might be part of the Wasted Clan… but that don't mean shit… I have done good things; I'm only in the fuckin' Clan because they took me in, so that the Authority wouldn't kill me!" I said quietly, but so full of hate and anger, I heard the two other's in the room shutter. "So you can say what you want but the things I have done are merely to survive…" I looked up and into her eyes; she couldn't make eye contact and quickly walked away. The door slamming shut behind her.
"What did you mean?" Nick paused "What did you mean by 'So the Authority wouldn't kill me'?" I sighed and shook my head "Does it really matter, they're gone now… I'm still a Wasted and that won't change…ever." Nick sighed and looked up and into my gray deep eyes. "What's your name?" He asked "What's yours?" I replied suspiciously he blew air through his nose in a mock snort and held out his hand "Nicholas Raine, But I go by Nick" I shook his hand "Slate Edge, I go by either or I go by Nine your choice I guess…" He smiled and nodded, pulling at the cuff on my wrist I glanced down at it "Hey, mind undoing these? I really need to piss…" He nodded and undid the cuffs.
Stretching my arms I grabbed onto his hand and pulled myself up slowly. "Thanks Mate" I followed Nick to the bathroom and turned to him "I can do it on my own; I know how to piss straight… After all I've been peeing off the top of a shaft down into a bucket for almost a year now…" Nick chuckled and nodded, shutting the door. Going over to the toilet I unbuttoned my pants, lifted the toilet seat and went. When I was done I looked up at the wall and smirked "This wall needs a little Wasted Clan on it" I whispered, pulling out a paint pen I made sure it was white before starting to write ' Ur A Peein' ' on the wall in front of my face anyone who went to the bathroom would notice it. I happily stuck the pen/marker back in my pocket and went over to the mirror, not so happy with what I saw.
My Gray eyes were blood shot and my eyeliner was all fucked up. My Red and Blue tips were all messed up, the black parts of my hair was stuck to my face, My Anarchy symbol smudged on my right cheek, incrusted with blood there was a cut above my eye and my 09 shaved into my hair was covered in blood, I then noticed that the top of my head was fine, my hair on the top of my head shown bright white, I maybe really young, but I had snow white hair. The only thing that had changed in reality… But I didn't dwell on that, instead I was looking at the two new marks on my chest, the soon to be scars a reminder of the Shitty World I now lived in and was a part of.
"DAMNIT!" I had to stop my fist before it collided with the mirror, instead letting it hit the wall beside it, the mirror popped open and revealed different body care produces that I could care less about. The door swung open and I glanced threw the mirror and back at Nick "What Happened?" He said a settler pistol held tightly in his hand "Nothing…" I grumbled, taking a quick glance out the window before walking to the door. "Can I go outside now? The likely hood of someone shooting me is a lot less likely if you didn't have a pistol pointed at me…" I pushed the offending object down and away from me with my pointer finger.
He apologized and nodded "Sure, come on…" He walked me outside and escorted me to some man down beneath a big sign "Ah! Nick! Who's the boy you've got with you?" "His name's Slate Edge, he's the one I found Near the Outrigger's old settlement" "He's looking better! The last time I saw you was when Nick here drove in like a mad man and carried you too that room of his!" The man said finally acknowledging me; I blushed and looked down at the dirt. The man laughed "So what can Halek do for you two today?" I looked over at Nick as he spoke "I'm here to get some wingsticks for Slate" "I would love to give him some… but Loosum needs to make sure he knows how to use them first…" Nick sighed "I was hoping that you weren't going to say that Halek…" "Why?" Halek asked "They sort of had a fight…" "Oh… Sorry but he still needs to…" Nick nodded and led me out of the "store" and up a three stairs, till I was face to face with Loosum… I stood there, arms crossed, neutral faced.
"U-Uh, What do you need Nick?" "Slate here needs you to find out if he can get Wingsticks…" "Oh… I'll time you and if you have a high score then you can, if not you can always try again…" She seemed upset with herself and set a large pile of wingsticks on a stand "Do you know how they work?" I nodded "okay Ready?" I grabbed 10 wingsticks and held them "When the first target pops up the timer starts." She flipped a switch and the first target popped up, throwing one it hit the target and came back, I ignored it as it landed beside me, continuing I went until the time was up, most of the wingsticks had returned and were littered around my feet "Oh. My. God." Loosum said as she looked at me, mouth hung open in shock "You-You hit the targets 63 Times in 1 minute! …I can't even do that….."
I rubbed the back of my head and blushed; she grinned and patted me on the back "GOOD JOB!" I smiled and lowered my head "HEY HALEK! HE PASSED!" She yelled happily. "If I was a target drone I would be running home for my Momma!" She waved as we left to go get Wingsticks and some stuff. Heading to a garage Nick sat in a Cuprino and I smirked "Sweet…" Nick signaled for me to sit and I obeyed, not wanting to NOT sit in the comfortable seat "Where are we going?" I asked with a grin "To Wellsprings" My happy died "W-Why?" I started to pick at the Wasted Clan armor I was wearing "I'm not turning you in… Don't worry… I just need to pick up something's" I let my breath I was holding go and relaxed "Okay… Uh I don't know if you know this but… I can't be seen by any of my Clan… Not right now…" Nick sighed and grabbed his canteen, dripping the water onto a cloth he started wiping the smeared Anarchy symbol off my cheek and some of the eyeliner off my eyes. He groaned as he realized that the blood on my head wasn't coming off so easily "Slate, you're going to have to wear a hat…" I whined and laid my head into my lap "Why?" "Because of your hair…" "Yeaaaaaaahhhhhhh, No…" I lifted my head and crossed my arms "Hell I'm wearing my armor so why do I have to cover my bloody hair!?" He just shook his head "Man the machine guns, when we get to the canyon I'll floor it, hopefully no one will be there…" I nodded happy that I won the slight fight and clicked on the guidance systems "All ready Captain!" We took off on our way to Wellsprings.
Pulling into a garage the man that owned it, Mick said Hello as we passed, I stood closely to Nick, since he made me leave my Authority Rifle in the Caprino, I felt eyes on me as we walked over to the Mayor's office "Why hello Nick!" He said as we walked through the door, he noticed me "Why did you bring a bandit into my town…" he seemed slightly angry "He's not a bandit, and he's unarmed, he's with me. Don't worry Mayor." Nick smiled and I nodded, after a brief thought he nodded "Alright, but if he causes any trouble, he's going straight to jail with that other boy…" My eyes widened and I ignored everyone as they spoke, instead thinking about who this 'Other Boy' was.
Nick and I walked out a little while later. "Nick, can we go see who's in the jail?" He shrugged and I followed him through a alley and past Stanley Express, walking up a stair case Nick opened the door and signaled me to go in, there was a waiting room but he ignored it since no one else was in there and walked into the sheriff's office "Hey there Nick, you bring a bandit to lock up?" I crossed my arms angrily "No, this is my friend, Slate… We actually came to see the Wasted Clan Bandit you have in the cell, do you mind?" He shook his head "No problem, go right back." Nick and I walked back, when I saw who it was I ran over to the bars, falling to my knee's "Jonas?!"
The man looked over and collapsed onto his knee's on the other side of the bars "Slate! Man, I thought I'd never see you again!" Jonas didn't swear a lot like the rest of the clan; instead he had a more gentle tone "Bullocks! How did they catch you?!" I asked sticking my arm through the bars and setting it on his shoulder, he did the same to mine, it was like a hug and it made me feel warm inside. "Well when I went on patrol we got to close to Wellspring and we all got ambushed, since you were patrolling near the Ghost Territory I didn't want to never see you again, so I gave myself up… I know I can't go back to The Clan…. Because I had to tell them about us in order to insure that they wouldn't come after you next…." I smiled and reached my other arm through the bars and we did an attempt at a hug.
"Thanks mate, I'll see you soon, okay?" He nodded and grinned I grinned back "I will never understand why you decided to file your teeth to points Slate….." I laughed and punched his shoulder "Cause I couldn't chew the food Cook-Cook was making Haha!" "That's understandable heh!" Waving I stood up and we exited the room "Thank you Sheriff" we both said and walked out of the office, sitting on the stairs I sighed, rubbing my head with my hands "Hey Slate?" Nick said sitting down on the stairs beside me.
"How do you know Jonas so well?" I turned my head to him then looked out again "Jonas found me when I was very little…. He um well just found me…." I tried to avoid how "He raised me into the Wasted Clan, before our last boss… thank god he's dead…. Well he taught me how to fight and survive, to build cars and shit….. The last time I saw him was when I went to check out The Ghost Territory near the Hagar Settlement… Hey Nick?" "Hmm?" "Did you find me in or outside of Dead City?" "In the exit, you were surrounded by Mutants… I don't even know how you survived… your heart stopped and then suddenly you sat up and then fell back, your heart was beating again… but slowly." "Oh…. I-I don't know how…" I lied "Hey can we go down to the dam? I need to go to The Garage and get a few things…" He shrugged and got up, helping me to stand before we walked down to the store to get a few things.