CHAPTER FOUR
They soon arrived at the bus stop near Johns, Steev led the way and stopped just outside the yard of the property. Mac must have told him where he lives.
"Mac and the others will be back here in about an hour, be ready. Oh and be sure to bring that billy club again, you just might need it"
While Steev continued on his way to wherever he was going John was surprised, how the hell did he know about the club, he had kept the club in his pants all night. John walked into the house dropping off his school stuff in the lounge room and heading straight for a shower.
He undressed and got into the hot shower, letting the water wash away his troubles. Feeling the water cascade off his body was relaxing. It was working, he was just in the moment, no gang, school or money troubles in here, just hot water and the good music of Bliss N Eso an Aleph Australian rapper group. He wasted another ten minutes in the shower before turning it off and drying himself, time to get serious now.
One quick sandwich later he was ready for whatever the night was to bring. He had the billy club now outside of his pants hanging from his jeans but easy to unhook and use within a moment. John also had a small taser in his hoodie pocket, they may know about the club but no one knew about his taser. He had found it on the outskirts of a crime scene from an cape fight a few weeks ago, it was lying in the gutter, one of the protectorate must have dropped it. He had quickly pocketed it and did not take a look at it until he was safely back in his bedroom. It appeared normal from a glance but a deeper look clearly showed it was anything but normal, it was tinker made. John had not used it yet but he was sure it would pack a non-lethal punch if he ever needed it.
He sat on the couch watching the clock above the tv tick down to the time the Empire goons would arrive. He was fidgety, he was worried, he was anxious but as a teenager he was also excited, who knows what might happen. Nothing hopefully but what if there is a fight and some capes arrive, he could actually see one of the famed Protectorate.
After watching a repeat of an old eighties tv show he could hear people in the yard, he pulled back the curtain seeing the same guys as last time laughing and joking around. He saw Mac on his way to the front door. John said his goodbyes to his mum and left the house, locking up and meeting Mac about halfway to the door. The guys nodded in recognition to John and they were off, walking in same direction as last time, maybe to the same alley John was thinking.
He was right, they passed another group of heavily tattooed Empire eighty eight members as they were leaving the alley, the goods were transferred between the leaders and everyone took up the same positions as last time. John keeping watch from the shadows toying with his billy club and making sure it came off the cord smoothly each time he yanked on it.
The night progressed slowly, he thought he had seen Purity fly overhead earlier but it was so fast he was unsure. So far he was only needed once, a stereotypical crack head was starting to yell and draw attention, unlikely that the police would arrive any time soon but it was frankly annoying. Darryl gestured for John to come over and sort out the issue. So he stepped out from the shadows cracking the billy club against his palm, hard. He kept it up hitting his palm each time harder and louder as he walked slowly over. With his hood up and his face in shadows he must have looked quite menacing. It did the trick, it sent the annoying man scurrying out the alley.
Not for long though, that crack head was actually a Merchant scout, the Merchants wanted to do a raid on a number of Empire drug positions. After John had "scared him off" he had fished out his phone sending his scouting report back to his leader who then reported to his boss and so on.
In the Merchants headquarters Skidmark received that one scouts report along with dozens of others, he quickly gave the word to attack and then go into hiding after dropping off the drugs at Merchant safe houses. This would show Brockton bay that the Merchants were no joke, this would earn him respect from bloodying the nose of Kaiser. Skidmark was sick and tired of being the newbie gang, the gang that new capes practised against. This would earn him a spot at the big boys table if he pulled this off.
