"Wow, hold up Yang. You want to go where?" A young man asked while following a young woman, named Yang, to Signal's garage. The young man is tall and slim, but is strong enough to lift up more than his own body weight. He has mid length shaggy black hair and blue eyes. He wears a black dress shirt with a purple vest, black dress pants with purple trim, black cowboy boots with purple designs on them, a black duster coat and a black cowboy hat with a purple band going around. His emblem is on the back of his duster, an ace over 8's. An ace of spades over an 8 of clubs, the cards are purple, but the suit and numbers are black. His weapon holsters are strapped to his thighs and waist and they are black as well. His weapon are a pair of sawn off double barrel fully automatic 12 gage shotguns. They have black barrels with gold engravings of a diamond pattern, golden loading chambers, black magazines, that hold 12 rounds per barrel, 24 for both magazines, and a silver machete attachment, that 8 inches long, on the ends of the pair. They are 12 inches long, 3 inches wide, and they have no stock.
"To the nightclub at the shady side of the city, silly," Yang answered while practically dragging the man. Yang is a teenage girl who wears a tan vest with gold piping over a yellow, low-cut crop top with a black crest that resembles a burning heart. The vest has puffy cap sleeves with black cuffs. On the sides of the cuffs, there are two small, golden buttons. She wears a brown belt with a buckle, a pouch, and a small banner-like object. The same burning heart crest appears on this banner, except golden in color. She wears black shorts under her belt, which resembles a pleated skirt in the back. Over the short shorts but under the belt is a white, asymmetrical back skirt. Aside from an orange infinity scarf around her neck, she has no discernible jewelry. She wears brown, knee-high platform boots that appear to be made of leather, with orange socks of different lengths. Her left leg also has a gray, bandana-like object wrapped around the top of her boot. She wears fingerless black gloves underneath her weapons, which resemble two yellow mechanized gauntlets with a black design. Her long blonde hair becomes lighter in color at the tips and flows in a loose and messy manner, with a few locks sticking out and a small cowlick on top of her head. She has a pale complexion and lilac eyes.
"You know, if you wanted to dance with me you could've chosen a better nightclub," he said with a cocky smirk.
Yang rolled her eyes, "We're not dating anymore Henry, and this is business not pleasure."
'Henry' growled, "For the billionth time, it's Cole. Why must you use my real name Goldilocks?"
"Because it annoys you. Now come on!" Yang started running.
Cole sighed, he and Yang dated in their 3rd year at Signal. Many people wore shocked when they broke up. They all thought they had a fight, but that was not the case. The two just grew apart, and decided to stay friends and see other people.
Cole ran to catch up to Yang. When they entered the garage, there were two motorcycles, Yang's, a yellow and orange sports bike, designed for one thing, speed, and Cole's, a black and purple softail-fatboy chopper, his emblem is on both sides of the gas tank.
"You want to race, Gunslinger?" Yang asked with her own cocky smirk.
"We both know that Deadman can't keep up with Bumblebee's speed," giving her a 'yeah right' look.
"Hasn't stopped you before."
"I know, I just can't get anymore speeding tickets. Johnson will take Deadman away, if I get one more."
"Ah."
"Yep," Cole got on his bike, "so we're heading out or what?"
Yang giggled, "Yes we are, Gunslinger," and she got on her bike, and rode off
They rode for half an hour before they arrived at The Club. Deadman's engine was definitely louder then Bumblebee's. "Sooo, why are we here, Yang?" Cole said while parking Deadman behind Bumblebee.
"We, my friend, are here for information. The guy who runs this club is a known information broker, the woman I'm looking for maybe connected with the man who killed your parents," she informed him.
"Ah..." Cole looked down at this feet at the mentioning of his parents. Cole's parents were murdered by a serial kill, that still active to this day, on Cole's tenth birthday. All attacks are the same, a family of 3, at least one of them a Huntsmen or Huntriss, and the wife and or daughter brutally stabbed to death. Cole is the only survivor of this killer, it was only because of luck that he survived, he can still hear his mother's screams.
Yang put a hand on his shoulder, "Sorry Cole, didn't mean to bring the old wound up."
He looked at her, "it fine," and fixes his hat, "come on, the guy isn't going to give us the info all by himself, now eh?" He said as he walked to the door. Yang looked at him and shuck her head a little, and caught up with Cole.
"What's the name of our guy, by the way?" Cole asked.
"Hei Xiong or Junior. He really tall, wears a white dress shirt with a black vest over the top, a red tie, black gloves and black dress pants. He has gray eyes, short black hair, and a black beard with a mustache," she answered as Cole held the door for he, she gave him a thank you.
The music was loud and pulsing through the large room. They was a man, with a white coat and a black bowler hat, talking to a very tall man matching Yang's description. They walked to Junior's right side, on his other side are two girls, who appear to be twins.
"Strawberry Sun rise, no ice... Oh! And one of those little umbrella," Yang order a drink.
"Whiskey, the stronger the better," Cole order his.
"Aren't you two a little young to be in a club?" Junior asked.
"Aren't you a little old to have a name like Junior?" Yang replied with a subjective smile.
"So you know who I'm, but who are you sweetheart?"
"Oh, I go by many names, one of them is Sir!" She said as she grabs his family jules and squeeze hard. A loud and weird noise came from Junior. Yang pulled out her scroll and showed him a picture of a woman, "where is she?" She said with authority.
"I never seen her in my life, I swear."
Yang squeezed harder, "What?"
"I swear, Sir!"
His men started to come and save him, Cole pulls out both shotguns and aims them at the men. "Listen Blondie, Sir. If you two want to make it out of here alive, I suggest you let me go," Junior groaned out with clinched teeth. Cole laughed a little, if only they knew. Yang lets go of Junior's jules, he lets out a sigh of relief, "You'll pay for this," and stars walking to the dance floor.
"Aww come on Junior, I was only playing. Let's kiss and make up, ok?" She playfully asked as she walked with him.
"Uhh... ok..." the two leaned in for the kiss, but before they kissed, Cole him, hard. Cole punched Junior's jaw so hard it set him flying across the entire dance floor. Everybody in the club, that was not a henchmen or bodyguard, ran for their lives.
"Cole!" Yang yelled at him.
"What? Where you really going to kiss him?"
"No, you just beat me to the punch," she readied her gauntlets.
"Good, now let's see who can defeat the most assholes," Cole said while bring up his shotguns, "and yes Junior does count, one for me."
"Alright, challenge accepted," Yang chuckled.
Cole activated his semblance, Showdown; able to slow down time and make himself a little faster, everything turns brown and black. He aims his guns down and opens fire. Knocking down 20 men in a span of 10 seconds, everything turns back to normal color. One henchman attacks Cole's left flank, Cole extends his machetes, and blocks the attack with his right blade. Cole kicks him in his midsection with his right boot and knees him in his jaw with his left knee. Cole looked to Yang and see she dealing with the DJ, he turns and see two more coming to him. Cole sends a side kick to one man's jaw and shoots the other one. "Yang, what's your count?"
"24, yours?"
"24."
"Melanie, who are these people?" A girl in red asked
"I don't know, Miltia, but we should teach them a lesson." A girl in white replied.
"Explosive Buck shoots. Now!" Cole yelled as he reloaded with his special ammunition, Yang did the same.
They fired on the two girls. The girls split up, Miltia went for Yang and Melanie went for Cole. Cole activated his semblance again, and fired on Melanie she either dodged the shoots or deflected them at Yang, a loud Hey Watch it was heard from her direction. Melanie closed the gap between them quickly and send a bladed kick to Cole's face. Cole blocked the kick with his machete and pushed her away. Cole swings his machetes at her, Melanie dodged and kicked him in his midsection. Cole grabs her foot and kicks her in back knee in, a loud pop came soon after his boot landed on her back knee. Before she hit the ground, Cole sends a spin heel kick to her temple and knocked her out cold. Cole looked to Yang and see her opponent sent flying threw the air and hitting a class pIllar.
"That's 25 Cole. Looks like it's a tie."
"I don't think so Yang," he looks around to see Junior with a bazooka, "looks like it's a boss round. Yang."
"You two are going to pay for this."
"Yeah uh huh," Cole said as her quickly reloads his explosive buck shot rounds.
Junior shoots rockets to Yang, Cole and Yang shot the rockets out of the sky and some of their shots hit Junior. Junior changes his bazooka into a really big bat and hits Yang a couple times and hits Cole too. Cole backs up and opens fire on Junior, Yang activates her semblance and punches Junior, and brakes his bat, but Junior got some of Yang's hair.
"Oh shit..." was all that Cole said before ducking for cover. Yang yelled at the top of her lungs and punched Junior so hard he was sent flying out of the nightclub.
Cole peeked out, "Is it over?" He saw Yang, hair still on fire, jumping out of the club through the window she shot Junior through. He quickly followed her out and saw two people he never thought he'd see here, the Grim Reapers of Signal.
"Yang? Is that you?" The Red Reaper, Ruby, Yang's young sister.
"Oh, hey sis." Yang scared the back of her head and looked to the second person with Ruby, "Hey Silver," Silver, the Silver Reaper, hid behind Ruby and did a small wave to Yang."
Ruby saw Cole, "Cole? What are you two doing her,"
Cole shrugged and Yang sighted, "It's a long story."
Cole looked to Ruby and Silver, "You two need a lift home?"
Ruby looked to Silver, Silver had her scarf over her face, and she shrugged to Ruby, "Sour, why not."
Yang looked at Cole, "By the way, 26, and last I checked you had 25. So I win."
Cole shrugged, "I know." Cole got on Deadman and started it. When it roared to life, it scared Silver so band she hid behind Ruby's cloak. Cole laughed, "Sorry Sil, didn't think he would scare you that bad."
Silver's eyes turned green for a few seconds and Cole's face turned pale at the sight of them. Everybody at Signal knows that when those eye are green, you will be singing your own death warrant. Even Yang baked up a bit. Silver took a deep breath and her eyes turned back to gray. "That's your only warning, Cole. She will come out and beat you with in a inch of your life," Silver threaten, as she got on Cole's bike.
Cole gulped, "Yes ma'am..."
Yang looked at Silver, "Question: does she even have a name?"
Silver thought to herself for a minute, and looked at Yang, "No."
"Does she want one?" Ruby asked.
"We don't know."
"Can we please go home now, Johnson is going to kill me if I'm out any longer," Cole pleaded.
A, "Yeah Yeah," came from Yang, as she got on Bumblebee. Ruby got on after Yang started the engine. "Wanna race, Gunslinger?"
"NO!" Silver panicked
"Ha! Nice try Goldilocks. Johnson and Silver will kill me for that," Cole told.
"Suit yourself," Yang shrugged, and raced down the street at high speed.
"Sil, hold on tight," Cole said, as soon as he felt her arms around him, he floored it. Quick catching up to Yang. Deadman's engine roared to life as he sped down the street, Silver was hiding her face in her scarf and Cole's Back.
AN: I hope you guys are licking my characters. If you guys can, please send a review. And another thing I want Silver's second side to have a name, and you guys and help me with that. Pm me or post a review of a name suggestion and i'll pick a good one. Read and review- Vedahzii