Ah. I'm just gonna sit down, drink my strong ass tea, and type
away. I don't think my writer's block is too bad, but we'll
see.
Chapter 15 Everyone's Back Together
Dyne led Dante back to the hideout of the clan. They went through an upstairs window that led to the hall where Dyne and Chris had fought. Dyne made his way to the kitchen and saw Tye, Chris, Skail, Kimra, and Leuthe sitting around the kitchen table. Dante held back so that no one would see him yet.
Tye jumped up and ran to Dyne. "Dyne! You're alive!" He yelled, wrapping his arms around his brother's neck. Dyne just stood there with his arms by his side. Just like everything else mushy, he hated hugs.
Tye noticed that Dyne had a rather sour look on his face. He cocked his head.
"Hey, what's up? You alright?" Tye asked.
"Yeah. . .Never been better. . ." Dyne mumbled. He was still mad at Dante. Tye let go of Dyne, sensing his anger. He stepped away and sighed. He then looked his brother over.
"Damn, looks like you took a blood bath. What the hell happened? And what's that thing on your arm?!" Tye asked. He didn't seem to like the looks of the gauntlet.
Dyne sighed and sat down in a chair. He removed what was left of his trenchcoat and vest. He sat his sword and guns down on the table. Everyone was staring at him. That was something else that Dyne hated, being stared at. It made him feel low. . .inferior.
"What the hell are you all starin' at?!!?" Dyne snapped. Everyone but Tye stopped looking at him. Dyne stared back at Tye.
Dyne never acted like this usually. Sure, he might not like being stared at, but Dyne had been extremely moody today. Even though he acted cool and calm, Tye could tell something seemed wrong.
"Dyne, calm down. You need to relax." Tye said softly. Dyne's eyes shone red for a second, then quickly back to their icy blue. He relaxed his body and sighed. For a moment, Tye thought it looked like Dyne was about to either scream or cry. He took a few deep breaths and looked around.
"So, did you guys get rid of the wyrn?" Dyne asked. Skail, who was now in human form, nodded.
Kimra had his head down. He was snickering away. Chris nugged him and he stopped. Tye looked at the two with an angry look on his face. He didn't want Dyne to know that he'd been eaten. God, he'd never hear the end of it.
Dyne propped his feet up on the table. "Good. That means we can finally do what we came here to do. Tye, get your stuff and we'll head out of here."
Dante came around the corner. He had no idea what Dyne was talking about. All he knew was that the people had gotten his boys to kill some demons for them. He didn't know that they had come here for a completely different job. He had his arms crossed and walked toward the table cooly.
"What the hell do you mean? You didn't tell me the truth, did you?!" Dante asked with a tone of annoyance in his voice.
Everyone except for Dyne looked up at him surprised. Tye groaned and put his head on the table. Skail slowly stood up and began walking toward Dante. Dante stopped his advance as Skail came up to him.
"Dante. Long time no see."
"Skail." Dante said, reaching his hand out. He shook Skails hand and then the two stood and began conversing.
"So, how've ya been, Skail old boy?" Dante asked. He seemed glad to see Skail.
"Aww. . .Things have been pretty bad lately. We came off the island to try and get away from the demons, but it seems that the bastards just followed us."
Dante grunted. "Sorry to hear that." He looked around at everyone. He let his eyes land on Tye for a moment. Tye looked at him for a split second, then averted his head. Dante smirked and looked back at Skail. "So, just for curiousity's sake, what are my boys doing here? Did you tell them to come here or what?"
Skail had a painful look on his face. He hadn't really wanted to ask the boys to help, but they were losing so badly, he figured it was worth a try. "Well, we didn't ask them to come. They just kind of showed up. We don't know why they were here to begin with." He explained.
"Huh." Dante said and began walking to the table where Dyne was sitting. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, which caused him to wince. He spun Dyne around and stared him in the eyes. Dyne wasn't in his happy-go-lucky mood any more. He seemed angry and a little scared. Dante figured his battle high had worn off.
"So, what were you guys doing here, huh?" Dante commanded.
Dyne reluctantly explained about the phone call and he man in the black robe. He also told him about their mission and the money they'd be getting. Dante raised on eyebrow.
"So, this little 'job' is worth a pretty penny?" Dante asked, thinking over the situation. Dante was a bit broke at the moment. He hadn't had a decent job in a while. Even so, he didn't want his boys to be doing this kind of work yet. He hadn't even really started training them yet.
Dyne stared at his father with a hopeful look on his face. He was really hoping to keep his job. Unfortunatly, he knew how Dante was about things. Dyne looked down at the ground. He'd definetly say-
"Sure. You guys can have your fun." Dante said unexpectedly. Dyne looked up at him in amazement.
"You joking?! You'll actually let us do it?!" Dyne asked excitedly. Dante knodded.
"But, I have to come with you. Just to make sure you don't get hurt." Dante added. Oh well. Dyne could still at the very least kill some demons. Dante would let him do that. But know he couldn't do things HIS way. Dyne shrugged his shoulders.
"Alright. Suits me." Dyne replied mellowly.
Dante put out his hand. "We've got a deal? You can do this job, but I come along for the ride. Okay?"
Dyne grabbed his hand. The two shook. Dante was surprised at how hard Dyne shook. He looked down at the boy's hand, then up to his face, which had a demonic little smirk across it. Dyne looked up at Dante. Dante could see a cruel look in the kid's eyes.
Dyne let his father's hand go. "Okay, let's continue this little mission of mine." He snapped his head over to Tye. "Yeah, that's right, MY mission. You didn't wanna come, remember?"
"What? I never said it was my mission. You go ahead an say what you want." Tye said in defence. "I'm gonna stay here. I don't feel like getting eaten again, or killed for that matter."
Dyne gave him a confused look. "What, you chickening out? Come on Tye!" Dyne yelled in protest.
Tye shook his head. "No. I don't care. I'm not going. You and dad can keep the money. I'm not cowarding out, I just don't want to go. You know damn well I didn't want to come here in the first place, so I'm just gonna stay right here.""
Dyne rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever. I'm leaving you then. Dad'll probably make a better companion than you anyways." Dyne turned around and started leaving.
"Um, Dyne? Skail started. Dyne turned around and raised an eyebrow to the man. "You might want to consider actually taking your gear and getting cleaned up. . .and maybe getting yourself some new clothes. . ."
Dyne looked down and remembered that his clothes had been completely shredded. He sighed and rubbed his arm in embarresment.
"Opps. . .Alright, give me some damn clothes. . ."
End of this chapter. I'll do the next on nowwwwwwwwwwwww. . . .snore. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .WOH!! Aw. . .I need some fuckin' sleep!! I'll have it tomorrow. . .I hope. The library's been off-limits lately, so it's hard to get a chance to put these things up. I'll get them up though, one way or another. Knodds off again listening to Final Fantasy midis. . .
Chapter 15 Everyone's Back Together
Dyne led Dante back to the hideout of the clan. They went through an upstairs window that led to the hall where Dyne and Chris had fought. Dyne made his way to the kitchen and saw Tye, Chris, Skail, Kimra, and Leuthe sitting around the kitchen table. Dante held back so that no one would see him yet.
Tye jumped up and ran to Dyne. "Dyne! You're alive!" He yelled, wrapping his arms around his brother's neck. Dyne just stood there with his arms by his side. Just like everything else mushy, he hated hugs.
Tye noticed that Dyne had a rather sour look on his face. He cocked his head.
"Hey, what's up? You alright?" Tye asked.
"Yeah. . .Never been better. . ." Dyne mumbled. He was still mad at Dante. Tye let go of Dyne, sensing his anger. He stepped away and sighed. He then looked his brother over.
"Damn, looks like you took a blood bath. What the hell happened? And what's that thing on your arm?!" Tye asked. He didn't seem to like the looks of the gauntlet.
Dyne sighed and sat down in a chair. He removed what was left of his trenchcoat and vest. He sat his sword and guns down on the table. Everyone was staring at him. That was something else that Dyne hated, being stared at. It made him feel low. . .inferior.
"What the hell are you all starin' at?!!?" Dyne snapped. Everyone but Tye stopped looking at him. Dyne stared back at Tye.
Dyne never acted like this usually. Sure, he might not like being stared at, but Dyne had been extremely moody today. Even though he acted cool and calm, Tye could tell something seemed wrong.
"Dyne, calm down. You need to relax." Tye said softly. Dyne's eyes shone red for a second, then quickly back to their icy blue. He relaxed his body and sighed. For a moment, Tye thought it looked like Dyne was about to either scream or cry. He took a few deep breaths and looked around.
"So, did you guys get rid of the wyrn?" Dyne asked. Skail, who was now in human form, nodded.
Kimra had his head down. He was snickering away. Chris nugged him and he stopped. Tye looked at the two with an angry look on his face. He didn't want Dyne to know that he'd been eaten. God, he'd never hear the end of it.
Dyne propped his feet up on the table. "Good. That means we can finally do what we came here to do. Tye, get your stuff and we'll head out of here."
Dante came around the corner. He had no idea what Dyne was talking about. All he knew was that the people had gotten his boys to kill some demons for them. He didn't know that they had come here for a completely different job. He had his arms crossed and walked toward the table cooly.
"What the hell do you mean? You didn't tell me the truth, did you?!" Dante asked with a tone of annoyance in his voice.
Everyone except for Dyne looked up at him surprised. Tye groaned and put his head on the table. Skail slowly stood up and began walking toward Dante. Dante stopped his advance as Skail came up to him.
"Dante. Long time no see."
"Skail." Dante said, reaching his hand out. He shook Skails hand and then the two stood and began conversing.
"So, how've ya been, Skail old boy?" Dante asked. He seemed glad to see Skail.
"Aww. . .Things have been pretty bad lately. We came off the island to try and get away from the demons, but it seems that the bastards just followed us."
Dante grunted. "Sorry to hear that." He looked around at everyone. He let his eyes land on Tye for a moment. Tye looked at him for a split second, then averted his head. Dante smirked and looked back at Skail. "So, just for curiousity's sake, what are my boys doing here? Did you tell them to come here or what?"
Skail had a painful look on his face. He hadn't really wanted to ask the boys to help, but they were losing so badly, he figured it was worth a try. "Well, we didn't ask them to come. They just kind of showed up. We don't know why they were here to begin with." He explained.
"Huh." Dante said and began walking to the table where Dyne was sitting. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, which caused him to wince. He spun Dyne around and stared him in the eyes. Dyne wasn't in his happy-go-lucky mood any more. He seemed angry and a little scared. Dante figured his battle high had worn off.
"So, what were you guys doing here, huh?" Dante commanded.
Dyne reluctantly explained about the phone call and he man in the black robe. He also told him about their mission and the money they'd be getting. Dante raised on eyebrow.
"So, this little 'job' is worth a pretty penny?" Dante asked, thinking over the situation. Dante was a bit broke at the moment. He hadn't had a decent job in a while. Even so, he didn't want his boys to be doing this kind of work yet. He hadn't even really started training them yet.
Dyne stared at his father with a hopeful look on his face. He was really hoping to keep his job. Unfortunatly, he knew how Dante was about things. Dyne looked down at the ground. He'd definetly say-
"Sure. You guys can have your fun." Dante said unexpectedly. Dyne looked up at him in amazement.
"You joking?! You'll actually let us do it?!" Dyne asked excitedly. Dante knodded.
"But, I have to come with you. Just to make sure you don't get hurt." Dante added. Oh well. Dyne could still at the very least kill some demons. Dante would let him do that. But know he couldn't do things HIS way. Dyne shrugged his shoulders.
"Alright. Suits me." Dyne replied mellowly.
Dante put out his hand. "We've got a deal? You can do this job, but I come along for the ride. Okay?"
Dyne grabbed his hand. The two shook. Dante was surprised at how hard Dyne shook. He looked down at the boy's hand, then up to his face, which had a demonic little smirk across it. Dyne looked up at Dante. Dante could see a cruel look in the kid's eyes.
Dyne let his father's hand go. "Okay, let's continue this little mission of mine." He snapped his head over to Tye. "Yeah, that's right, MY mission. You didn't wanna come, remember?"
"What? I never said it was my mission. You go ahead an say what you want." Tye said in defence. "I'm gonna stay here. I don't feel like getting eaten again, or killed for that matter."
Dyne gave him a confused look. "What, you chickening out? Come on Tye!" Dyne yelled in protest.
Tye shook his head. "No. I don't care. I'm not going. You and dad can keep the money. I'm not cowarding out, I just don't want to go. You know damn well I didn't want to come here in the first place, so I'm just gonna stay right here.""
Dyne rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever. I'm leaving you then. Dad'll probably make a better companion than you anyways." Dyne turned around and started leaving.
"Um, Dyne? Skail started. Dyne turned around and raised an eyebrow to the man. "You might want to consider actually taking your gear and getting cleaned up. . .and maybe getting yourself some new clothes. . ."
Dyne looked down and remembered that his clothes had been completely shredded. He sighed and rubbed his arm in embarresment.
"Opps. . .Alright, give me some damn clothes. . ."
End of this chapter. I'll do the next on nowwwwwwwwwwwww. . . .snore. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .WOH!! Aw. . .I need some fuckin' sleep!! I'll have it tomorrow. . .I hope. The library's been off-limits lately, so it's hard to get a chance to put these things up. I'll get them up though, one way or another. Knodds off again listening to Final Fantasy midis. . .