Sorry for being late on the upload, I've got some things going on, don't worry doesn't mean I'm going to be dropping this fic any time.
Just expect some delays with uploads. With that we go to Fen and then we move to the reading!
FEN: I think the chapter is a good one to calm down from the previous chapter. I hope y'all enjoy it.
Chapter 8 Post Blood
I believe an hour passed when I left the club, my search for Xero's motorcycle was not as fruitful as I thought it would have been ten minutes ago.
I was not giving as I had to get back to the hideout post-
Beep beep!
"Ah what the fuck!?" I yelped as my body jumped in surprise.
"Get in loser." hearing the familiar voice I looked to my side and found a familiar face casually driving the familiar white Nissan GTR.
"Deimos?" I asked in confusion.
"Oh don't you Deimos me, where in the fuck did you go do you know how fucking worried we were when you up and disappeared we sure as shit thought you were dead if not for my face recognition progam which caught you out here." Deimos said angrily as he held his tablet up with the screen showing what I assume was my position on a GPS despite there not being any Satellites whatsoever flying through the planet's atmosphere.
"Wha-hold on what is going on here?" I asked in confusion before deciding to give a short story of what happened to me. "Ok here's what happened, I got angry and chased a crazy girl, kicked her ass, possibly killed her and managed to end up in a club that was connected to the same place as the arena and now I'm out here trying to find Xero's bike, speaking of, where is the dude?"
"He's on his bike and took Wank to the hospital and you are still bleeding." Deimos said as he hadn't bothered to ask about what happened to me any further and just quietly got out of the car and pointed to my shoulder.
"Oh yeah that… forgot about that." I replied with a shrug and immediately regretted it as the wound I now suffered suddenly flared and I grabbed it. "Fuck!"
"Yeah yeah yeah, hold still." Deimos suddenly spoke before he casually stuck a needle in my shoulder and the pain immediately disappeared. "Morphine, that should help with the pain for a while until we get to the hospital." Deimos said before he quickly started to help bandage up my shoulder in quick succession.
"Deimos…" I suddenly spoke up. "Do you think we are doing the right thing?" I asked as the hacker seemingly didn't bother to take note of what I was asking. "I mean… should we really just become hunters, I mean I don't-"
"What happened?" Deimos spoke as if it was neither a demand nor a question.
"After I stabbed that woman for the last time I finally took a second to calm down and I just remembered my own words and I… I felt so ready to just end her life then and there, but I stopped and remembered that she wasn't a part of the Agency, she didn't deserve to die." I explained as Deimos finally finished with the bandages.
"I can understand what you're going through, I nearly killed that Rabbit Faunas, it turned out the guy's semblance caused him to turn into a full on berserker." Deimos said as I blinked in surprise.
"Wait what?"
"Look I'll explain what happened on our end later, for now just get in the damn car already." Deimos ordered, I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I moved to the passenger side of the car and sat down.
Once Deimos was in he looked up and suddenly pulled out his box of cigarettes from his coat.
"Need a smoke?" he asked as I took one look at the cancer sticks and let out a soft sigh.
"Yeah, why the fuck not." I said taking one of the sticks and placed it in between my lips and took a minute to think. "Do you mind if we stop for ice cream first though?" I asked as Deimos snapped his thumb and a small fire lit up while he lit my cigarette.
"Don't see why not." Deimos said, watching as I took a small drag and slowly exhaled before I started to cough up a storm.
"Fuckin, why couldn't you have had a vape pen or something." I complained as I was more of a vape kind of guy, then again the only difference between the two was the flavour really.
"Hahaha! Shut up, you'll get used to it soon enough." Deimos laughed as I just decided to hold the smoke in my mouth before pushing it out with a sigh.
"Sure, ice cream?" I asked once more, turning my head to look out the open window and watched as the street scenery passed by.
"Yeah yeah yeah, the others probably want some too." Deimos said as I felt him put something on my lap.
Looking down I saw a familiar scroll sitting there, picking it up I slowly opened it up and with a couple of swipes I opened the contacts and made a call to Xero.
A few rings of the scroll pass by until Xero finally picks it up.
"Hamish, where in the hell were you." Xero demanded as I let out another sigh causing more smoke to pump out of my mouth.
"Looking for your bike, figured I'd get back to the hideout but instead Deimos picked me up and we're on our way over to the hospital." I informed Xero, not bothering to try and make a play of being cheeky or anything after the day we had.
"Good, Wank managed to break her arm." Xero said, causing me to blink in confusion as I looked at Deimos who just shrugged.
"Oooookay, we're gonna get some ice cream." I paused as I readjusted myself on the seat and removed the cigarette from my lips. "Just calling to see what flavor you two want."
"Get me cookies and cream and Wank… uh just get her something with chocolate in it." Xero said, I could tell by his tone of voice that he was mentally tired and wanted the day to just end already.
"Got it, see you guys in a bit." I said ending the call and slowly slipped my scroll into my pocket before putting the cigarette back between my lips making sure to only keep the smoke in my mouth for a half second and breathed it out.
"Shit that reminds me." I said looking back at Deimos, my eyes half lidded as I just stared at him blankly. "Why the fuck were you playing Livin La Vida Loca?"
"Oh uh-"
"Better question, you had a bunch of music from our… collective worlds and you decided not to share this… why?" I asked, my tone of voice becoming more and more even by the second as Deimos seemed to start sweating rather nervously.
"I uh… forgot."
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"You sir are beyond lucky that I'm too tired mentally to give a shit." I said as Deimos seemed to look at me in confusion.
"Wait, don't you mean I'm lucky that I'm driving?" Deimos asked as I simply took another go at dragging the smoke from the cancer stick before giving him my answer.
"I know what I said." I said rather plainly as my eyes peeled onto the side mirrors where I saw bright neon coloured objects slowly moving behind us.
"Oh please let it be douchey street racers pleeeeeeaaaaase." I begged out loud as I moved to open the glove box in front of me, inside sat a couple of guns, pistols to be exact and magazines.
Seeing as this was Wank's car she decided to outfit it so that she had her own personal armoury everywhere, under the doors plastic sat shotguns and SMG's, under the chairs was more SMG's under the ceiling apparel was swords under the back chairs sat assault rifles and finally in the boot sat more swords and other guns she had picked up over the time.
Picking up one of the gun's inside I noted that it was a familiar Walther P99 with a flashlight attachment under the small tactical rail, ejecting the mag I checked to see it was at least full before pushing it back in and instead of pulling the slide and allowing a round to go into the chamber I just held it so it was out of sight and closed the glove box.
Deimos didn't seem to stop me as he had pulled out his own gun, the same Desert Eagle he yelled dibs for a month ago, he had kept the gun rather close to his person whenever he moved around the hideout.
Slowly coming to a stop to a red light I watched as a car slowly moved and stopped right next to us, the car itself was bright and colourful with loud neon colours with blacked out windows, the car itself was rather low to the ground and with the equally obnoxiously looking rims on the car I was happy to note that this was indeed just a street racer.
"Well… aren't we lucky?" I joked to Deimos who was giving a light chuckle in return.
Suddenly I heard the sound of a window being rolled down and the loud music that came out slowly lowered in volume, looking over my eyes and found themselves looking like a pair of… I'm sorry but what in the fuck?
"Yo, wat you laughin at blood!?"
"Yah wat you laghn bout?"
"What in the flying fuck?" Deimos said, taking the words right out of my mouth as we were looking at a pair of men covered in tattoos, piercings and other assortments of jewelry/piercings that were attached to their bodies.
"Uh um nothing, just thought I'd… yeah no sorry I got nothing." I said giving up as I turned to look away as that was a new level of body horror and I've seen a good amount of tattoos and piercings on a person but this was just too much of everything.
"Let's just drive away." I finally decided.
"Agreed." Deimos said as he took off, the street was empty so the risk of hitting or being hit by a car was rather low.
As we drove off my eyes drifted to the side mirror and watched as the Neon car started to follow after us or at least I hope they weren't.
"Deimos-"
"Yeah let me take this left real quick." Deimos said as he took the next corner, my head turned to look over my shoulder as I watched the corner and when I saw the neon car turn alongside us I let out an annoyed groan.
"Pull over." I said as I took my cigarette out of my mouth and chucked it out of the window.
Deimos quickly pulled the car over and I let out a tired sigh.
"Be back in a minute." I finally said as I slowly managed to get myself out of the car with some difficulty as my body was still reeling from my rather harsh fight. Looking at the neon car, I watched as it finally stopped in the middle of the road and the two passenger's inside casually got out.
"Oh no-ow you wanna scrap huh!?" Hearing the first guy speak I couldn't help but roll my eyes while I pulled the slide of the P99 still in my hand and moved around the car.
"No I don't wanna scrap." I said as I casually pulled up the pistol and with a calm mind I aimed at the neon car's wheel and popped two bullets out of the gun and watched as one side of the car dropped before moving to the next wheel I on the same side and followed up with another two loud pops from the pistol and car dropped down once again.
"There, bye." I said as I walked back into the car and Deimos who seemingly knew what to do next quickly drove off leaving a pair of screaming walking talking human horror's in the middle of the street.
"Well… I think I'm going to definitely laugh about this later." I said as I looked at Deimos with a smirk and the two of us let out giggles of what just happened.
"Sigh what a fucking night."
Chapter 8 end