Hey guys sorry about all the stuff happening with this story. My life has been really messed up lately and I decided to just go back through the story and touch up some things starting with the point of view. I have most of the story written down in my notebook so I plan to post most of it soon but again things have been a bit crazy and my mom is… well there really isn't a word for it. I don't know when I will have access to my profile to post chapters. Trust me I'm just as frustrated as you guys.
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The Exchange
My dark purple cape trailed behind me as I walked up to the dark black and red figure. I held the goods I had stolen for him; A full case of Zynothium.
Red-X stood there holding a black case as well, my prize. "Got the goods sweetheart?" Red-X asked grinning beneath his mask.
"Depends, got my kiss?" I grinned beneath my own mask.
"Well now that depends if I get to see that pretty little face of yours."
I snorted, "Why do you think I wear a mask? You do get this very valuable case of Zynothium though."
"That's my girl," he chuckled. "And I have your deadly little daggers. Still don't know where you put them all."
"Maybe one day you will find out," I teased as we traded cases.
"I'll keep you to that," he warned.
"I'm sure you will," I muttered rolling my eyes. "So can I stay at your place and hang out for a bit? Erik is practically camping at my front door."
"I could beat him up for you," X offered casually.
I smiled and said, "Thanks but he already is suspicious with the whole Fire Whisperer thing."
He started to walk to his X-Cycle and I followed. "Why do you care if he knows anyway?" X asked curiously.
"Cause if he found out he would tell the cops without blinking," I muttered.
Red-X mounted his bike and sat there looking at me. "Some friend," He muttered.
I rolled my eyes and began to fiddle with the brief case in my hand, lowering my eyes. "And you know anything about friends, Master thief?"
"I know that a friend doesn't turn another friend in to the cops... they get caught together," he pointed out.
"Yeah well... you know how it is. He is the one who got me off the streets and took care of me until I was back on my feet."
"That's right," X mocked. "Our little Fire Whisperer started out as a little orphan scrounging for food. Now she is one of the best. Whatever happened to your parents anyway?"
I aimed a kick at him but he caught my foot and pulled me onto the bike in front of him. He then nuzzled my neck and said, "Come on dark stuff. If you're going to be fussy I'm not bringing you along."
I stuck my tongue at him and said, "Your such a bully!"
"Oh but you know you love me," Red-X said picking up a helmet that dangled from the handlebars.
"If that's what you want to call it," I muttered grabbing the helmet out of his hands and putting it over my head.
X just chuckled and grabbed his own helmet. He put the X-Cycle into gear and we were off.
