Chapter 14

We walked into town, Train was smirking and singing, "White milk, Red milk, yellow milk, all so bad... oh oh oh yeah! A milk festival is coming to town." I giggled at him.

"You're in a good mood." He stopped and looked over at the bastard who almost killed Train. I stopped and glared.

"Yo, Princess what the heck are you doing in a place like this!"

"Black Cat!" He pointed his gun toward me.

"Hey I know you.." Train says.

"What the hell why are you pointing it at me! I had nothing to do with you." He shot and I dodged out of the way. I breathed out an icy barrier and he stopped his advance on me.

"She has nothing to do with it!" He spun around shooting at Train. He jumped and dodged every bullet shot then pulled out his gun landing on his feet.

"It's a wast of time to wait for me to run out of bullets this pistol channels my key energy and can fire off an endless supply." He shot and Train deflected it. I quickly got to my feet and held him in place. He didn't even notice. " Let's see how well you block this one." He shot again and it flowed like an anti-lock missile. Train quickly deflected it with another bullet.

"Tell me, was it Creed who sent you to get me?" Durham growled and shot five times and Train deflected every last one of them. He glided over and held the gun under his chin. "Tough luck. Creed Diskense is the only one I wanna fight." He stared wide eyed.

"Damn you!" He tried to move away from Train's grasp, but was locked into place. "What the hell?" He opened his mouth and out popped another gun. Train quickly knocked him out, and he fell to the ground.

"Hey thanks for keeping him still." Train says putting his gun away.

"You thanked her?" Eve questions.

"It doesn't matter, it's not like he was going to run away." I tell her.

"He still was being polite. That's not like Train at all." Eve states.

Sven had just pulled up making me forget what I was going to say. "Huh? I thought you were at the inn? What are you guys doing here?"

"Just hanging out." Train says calmly.

"What else could we be doing?" I tell him.

"I can think of a few others." Sven says. "Well let's go."

"You've truly got some sick ideas. I've gotta give you that." Sven says focusing on the road ahead of him.

"Huh, come on Sven, What's wrong with letting the bad guy show us where the other bad guys are. What else would we do with him." Rinslette says squeezed between Train and me.

"So who's the fat guy on the scooter?" Sven asks, almost relieved he didn't try to squeeze that fat but of his into this already cramped car.

"The old guy says he wants to be Trains apprentice." Eve says.

"Man what is it with you guys? I mean I know I'm over weight, but I'm a young dude just 20 years old." Everyone but Train and me were shocked.

"There's no way your 20, don't you think Train?" Sven asks him. I looked over at him. He was semi happy, and semi angry. It was weird. His face was neutral, but I could see both emotions. "Hello?" Sven tried to lift his spirits, but it didn't work.

"Hey Train?" I look over Rinslette and smiled. "Don't worry, it won't be all bad. Trust me it gets easier then extremely hard, and let me tell you now. It'll be Sven's fault when it gets tougher." He stared at me.

"My fault? How?" Sven asks nervously.

"You'll find out." I giggle and Train smiles to me. "Much better."