Chapter 4 Food Chain

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I'm going out of town, so no new chapter in the next week, sorry


Jack POW

Apparently, this place has never heard of bums. I'm the only homeless person in this little suburban town. Every kid just stares or talks behind by back as I walk by. This is one of the times I am eternally grateful for taking a shower at a negative one star hotel.

One of the kids, some frat looking,blonde haired,cliche of a jock, yelled across the street and said,"A little late for Saint. Patrick's day, hobo!" His dumb friends laughed and sucking up to him. I tried really hard to ignore him, but I just had to insult him.

I threw him a look and said, "My aren't you the sharpest tool in the shed, if I had a lower IQ I would enjoy your company." It was true, and the case for just about every kid my age. I have learned in some areas college courses and I retain all of the knowledge, and in real life problems I probably exceed most adults.

"What?" He had a look that tried to make it seem that I was the stupid one.

"Hey leprechaun, how come you look like crap,do you live in a cardboard box?."

Sigh, "Look, I'm so sorry that you got dropped on the head as a infant and that you will go through life with mental challenges, but I have to go."

I walked briskly on my way as I can see him trying to correspond what I just said. I then spied a abandon shopping cart on the curb. I figured I need it so I wouldn't have to drag a unconscious across several states. I really hated this assignment, usually the buyers come to me, I could just hear the lazy asses laughing at me in New York.

This town is really small, after three blocks to the left is a motel near the highway. I pulled it up and pushed it to this little motel that was missing three letters so it spelled "mo". I had gotten pretty good at tracking down people. I figure that in the guy wouldn't have a lot of money and go to a out of the way place to hide for a while. Thankfully this place only had twenty rooms to trial and error.

This place almost lead to the highway, it was south of Happy Harbor so I had to go through the place again, then I can hitch-hike from there, but I really don't know how I'm going to convince someone that there is not a body wrapped with blankets with me.

Behind the parking garage, I went to the first room, I knocked and a hung over man opened the door with a bottle of aspirin and wobbled a bit. He squinted at the sun lit and then said, "Sorry, did I barf on your hair last night, because it's totally green."

Yep, not the guy, and I just closed the door and went to the next one. I knocked, nobody there. I knocked again, still nobody answered. I wanted to make sure it's not just empty so I jump up to the roof. I walked across the bird poop infested roof, and looked below with my hoodie flopping down.

A crash and a bullet rushed across the top of my head. I saw a man with a beard stubble and greasy hair shacking holding a gun, this was the guy. I grabbed two throwing knives and jumped down, before he could shot again from his room, I threw the knives. One knife struck his gun and the other missed his head. When he was looking at the knife right next to his left ear, I threw a toxic dart at him concealed in my sleeve. It hit above the collar bone near the shoulder.

It wasn't really toxic, it just knocked him out, he slumped on the ground and should be that way for the next hour. I grabbed my knives and hauled the man by the arms to my cart.

This man was really heavy, while dragging him I was thinking who I hated. Stupid Vincent, stupid mobsters, stupid guy who could lose sixty pounds. I wrapped him up in some blankets and towels, I needed to hide him for the time being. Normally, in these situations, there was a mob service that delivered anything, and I mean things like drugs or bodies, but they charge fifty bucks for the job, and a lot more for people.

When I got him wrapped up to look like a pile of blankets, I tried and failed, then succeeded into getting him in the cart. I covered him with more blankets so he could look a inconspicuous as he can.

Now the cart was much heavier, and now I had to carry my actual stuff on my back. I pushed it back through the town and tried to go a different way, incase there may be a chance I meet that blonde guy again. It was beginning to be a little darker, the sky was a orange color, but still a bit bright, I guess it's about four o'clock.

Now I was in the empty district, the only notable things was a Seven-Eleven. As I was walking past a group of kids, the guy in the cart moved a bit, one of the kids that was tall, black hair and shirt, with blue eyes stopped and looked at me. The others stopped to see what he was looking at and they critically looked at me.

I started to get nervous, did he see that or not? I tried to make it look like I shook it, I walked even more, a bit more slowly, he was still looking at me. What does it take for this guy to stop staring? I was trying real hard to to look back.

I pushed the cart around the next corner and hid behind a dumpster in a alley. The kids come rushing around, I can hear their footsteps. Did they call 911 or found out about the guy in the cart? Then I hear a crash and the ground shook, I couldn't see what it was, but just incase, I put on my mask and combat boots from the duffel-bag and got ready for what ever was out there.


Superboy POW one minute ago

"Mmhut mhte Mhll?"

I stopped and turned around, I could hear something coming from the cart the homeless looking boy that he was pushing. The cart wobbled a bit and I could see the boy looking back at us. He looked about Wally's age, with dirty and ragged cloths. He had a duffel bag and the most noticeable thing about him was his green hair.

"I think in that cart is a man."

M'gann turned around and said, " Are you sure? From that shopping cart from that boy?"

"Super hearing, I heard him say something, he sounded angry."

Kaldur said, "That may be a kidnapping, follow him."

Kid Flash, "Or do you mean adult-napping, since it is a man that a kid adult-napped."

Robin," I'm pretty sure that is not a real term."

"Oh, and this is from the kid that says whelmed."

We ran to the next block, but he was gone. The cart was there and I could hear the man even louder.

BOOM

A large crater scattered dust, I shielded myself for a attack. Standing up and the dust clearing was a man with red eyes, no not a man, a android. It had orange 'hair' and pointed ears, and only wearing green pants.

The android stood there, then it turned it's head to the left and said, "Priority Alpha apprehend CloneEx 2." I looked at the direction it was staring at and saw the boy with a mask on, on the roof.

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