Hey. Finished this chapter a while ago but was too stupid lazy to post it. Sorry. Here you are chapter 8. Hope you like it.
Again I do NOT own nothin' but the kid, Brandon, his stuff bear & his other posse.
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chapter 8: Gething along & meeting Randall
Brandon is now sitting a chair boosted with books to reach the sandwiches that Kent had made and set on the table. Staving from lack of food, Brandon hastly attacked the first sandwich like an animal. Or a cute puppy.
"Man, you must be hungry." Kathy said and she watches him wolf doen on his second sandwich, nearly choking. "Here drink this."
He gratfully accepted the drink and took a big swallow. "Tank you." and continue back on his sandwich, Slower this time.
Then out of no where, Stephanie just blurted out, "So, tell us about yourself, Brandon."
Kent choked on his sandwich and started coughing uncontrollable. He quickly grab for his drink and starts chugging it down. Everyone was giving him weird stares. Brandon was stoped eatting and look down at his lap.
"Hey Kent, you ok?" kathy ask as she patted his back.
"Uh, ack, yeah, yeah, I'm ok." he coughed and look at Brandon. "Hey, Brandon, you don't have to tell us if you don't want to."
"No, it's ok, Kent." he said calmly. "I gotta tell you guys sooner or later and I think it's better to tell you now."
Now intrested to get to know about him, the girls sit around him with snacks in their hand like it was the movies, Kent just sit nervously but still wanting to learn about his new friend. Even Gakki was curious about him and lean back on his chair, drink in hand.
Brandon blushed a little from the attention he was getting and took a deep breath before he started telling his story. "My name is Brandon Rusaki."
"Rusaki?" Gakki intrupted. "As in 'Rusaki's Metal Animals'?"
"Yes."
"Wait, wait, wait!" Stephanie yelled holding up he hands. "RMA? You mean that campany that makes those robot animals and metal statues?"
"Yes." Brandon nodded.
"That's one of the most powerful company in kids toys?" Kathy ask franticly.
Nod again.
"What is a rich kid like you doing here?!" they both asked. More like demanded.
"If you two would shut up then he will tell us." Kent snapped at them with an annoyed tone.
"Sorry." they muttered.
/Maybe I shouldn't have told them about that./
Too late now, might as well tell them everything.
/Even the night-light thing?!/ Brandon asked francticlly. 0.0;
I don't think you should tell them EVERYTHING.oo;
/oh. ok./
"As you were saying?" Gakki insested.
"huh? Oh, right. Well, it started with when my daddy was in a car accident 5 months ago..." and he told them how his mother was killed a while ago, how he was kidnapped and that he learned that his evil Uncle Steven was the one who killed them because he wants the company. "And now, he's proberly looking for me right now to kill me."
The room was silent for a while before both of the girls exploded, "HOW DARE HE?!" Surprising Brandon and almost making him fall off his seat.
"THAT SICK MAN! HOW COULD HE DO THAT TO HIS OWN FAMILY?! AND TO A LITTLE KID?!?!?!" Stephanie raged angrily.
"WE SHOULD FIND HIM AND BEAT THE CRAP OUT HIM!" Kathy announced just as mad. "THAT THING SHOULDN'T BE ALLOWED TO LIVE!"
As the two girls raved about revenge and damning the uncle, Kent just stared at the little boy, amazed. Gakki looked at Brandon and patted his small shoulders, understandingly. Not liking the sympathy he's reciving and wanting to break the silence he turned to Kent. Catching his stare, Ketn cough loudly.
"Um, Why don't we go to the living room." he said and got up.
Brandon followed Kent and Gakki to the living room, leaving the girls to argue for a while before they know that they lefted.
Now sitting in the living room, Brandon started the conversation.
"Tell me, Kent, how did you got here?" he asked curiously.
"Well our story isn't much." Kent said as he settled on the chair. "Our parents died when we were very young so we don't remember much 'bout them. Our grandparents took care of raising us up."
Kathy came in and went to sit on the arm of Kent's chair. She lean her head on Kent's head, her face sadden.
"They were great people," she told Brandon and scrunched her face when she said, "Unlike our other stupid relatives."
"Kathy," Kent scolds softly and turns back to Brandon. "When our grandparents died a few years later, the house and inherence were past down to the other family members because we weren't old enough to own an astute."
Brandon watch as Kathy's face turn into a scrawl as she sneered, "And they kicked us out, leaving us with nothing, those stupid, good-for-nothing, ugly, son of a-"
"Kathy!" Kent yelled, his expression showing true anger. "Enough."
Kathy quiet but still held the scrawl. Kent turns back to his calm self. Brandon was a little shaken from the transformation.
/Note: NEVER makes Kent angry. /
Got it.
"I'm sorry." Brandon said softly with his head down.
"It's alright, Brandon." Kent said and patted him on the back with a small grin. "We made it fine, see?"
"I guess." Brandon said.
"Okay," Stephaine clapped her hand and sit on the coach next to him. "My story. Isn't much just ran away from home after an accident I was in at my old school. You see, I'm in this dance club and since my parents are perfectionists, they expect me to be the best."
She stopped to grab an apple from the fruit bowl on the table and took a healthy bite. "One day, when we have to do a performance to the school, I got into a fight with this really bitchy tramp, I mean 'obnoxious' girl, " she corrected, forgetting she was telling the story to a 4 year old. "She was angry that I got the lead in the dance instead of her and started yelling with me. Soon, we got into a catfight and I really beat the heck out of her."
Brandon nodded understandingly.
/Pandon, what does 'bitchy tramp' mean?/
uh, I'll tell you another time, kid. ;
"And knowing that this will really make my parents look bad and get me sued, I ran away to here." she ended her story and toss aside the apple core.
Brandon sat there for a while, thinking how others also go through the same thing he is, too, but all in different situations.
"Hey, Gakki," Kathy prodded. "You're turn to tell your story."
"C'mon tell." Stephanie joined, poking him to talk.
"Why should I?" he said boredly and swap theit poking fingers away.
"Because it's only fair." Kathy pouted. "WE told our story."
"So?"
"It's YOUR turn!" both girls yelled, annoyed.
"Fine, fine!" he shouted back when they were about to jump on him. "Alright, I'm only tellin' if ya'll both shuts up."
They both nodded.
"Ok, listen up, kid. I was a rebel at a young age and was set to a milary boot camp for kids for 6 years. That's how I met up with Randall. He was in for the dame reason I was and that is how we became buds. And in less then 3 years, we were ranked the highest of them all." He said with a smug smile as Brandon look at him in awe.
Kent just rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Just finish the story, Private."
"That's Sergent First Class Gakki to you, Cadet." He said in a low but powerful military tone."You better remember that next time we have PT." But Kent wasn't fazed.
"Got it, Chief." he mocked with a sloppy salute.
"Yeah, yeah, say that now. Just you wait." Afer sendding a glare to Kent, he turn back to his story. "Where was I?Oh, yeah. One day we heard the Cournal talking about training all the kids and sendding them to BIOVOLT in Russia for this 'World Domination' thing. We didn't want to used as weapons, so we planned an excape. Now we're exapees from a military force."
Brandon let all this sink in. All he could think of them were.....
/WOW./
"Wow." he aid aloud.
Kathy laughed at his expression and slapped friendly on his back. "C'mon Brando, we ain't that bad. There are other kids out here who had it more worst than us."
"More?" he paled.
Stephanie punched Kathy on the arm. "OW!"
"What she means is, that everyone here hand to go through some trouble in their life, that's why they're here in the Forbidden Alleys." Kent tried to explain in a true but gentle way. "And if their here that mean they were able to survive."
"Oh."
Suddenly they heard a slam from the front door and footsteps closing near them. The others didn't seem to notice, but Brandon was starting to shake as the steps became louder and closer.
"Guess he's back." Gakki said as he stregth out of his clair.
"who?"
As answered, A tall, dark teenager walked in. He was the same age as Gakki but his dark features seem to make him look older. He has the same built as Gakki too, but istead of the mellow, care-free additude Gakki has, this guy has a cold, serious feel around him that could bring chills down you're spine with his pale gray eyes. His black hair didn't doesn't help making him harmless either, exspectually with his long white bangs on the side of his eyes.
Wonder if that's natual or did he dyed it, Brandon thought.
"Yo, Chuong. 'bout time you got back." Gakki greeted the guy casually.
The guy just grunted and peal off his leather jacket revealing a black t-shirt and black jeans.
/Is he a vampire?/
maybe.
"Kent?" Brandon tugged at Kent's sleeve and whispered, "who he?"
Kent look at the shaken litte boy hiding behind his legs. "Oh, that's Randall, the guy we told yoiu on, he's not hat scary. Well, actually he is but he isn't so bad either."
"Hey Kent," Randall finally spoke in a deep, dark voice, his eyes set on Brandon. "You found a dog or something?"
Kent sighed and pulled Brandon from behind to show it him. "Again, this is not a dog. HE is Brandon. A human being." he said the last part slowly and carfully, as if they were idiots.
"O-kay." Randall said raising a dark eye brow. "So who is he?"
"This is Brandon. He's our new friend!" Kent said happily, patting on his mass of black hair.
"Uh, hi." Brandon said in a shy voice, not looking at him in the eyes.
"Hey." He said absently before turning to Kent. "Is there anything you want to say?"
"Well, there is a tiny something. I was wondering, um," Kent rubbed the back of his head, grinning sheepishlly.
"Yes?"
"You see, Brandon here doesn't have anywhere to go and we do have an extra guest room that hadn't been used for some time now. And since you're the leader of the gang, we were wondering if Brandon could, uh, you know, join our gang?" he said quickly and sheld his head.
But he didn't hit him. Instead he stared intensly at Brandon. Brandon could feel his hairs stading on it's end from his hard stare. It was very VERY creepy. He couldn't help but shrink smaller, feel weaker towards the serious elder.
"How old are you?" he asked.
"F-f-four." Brandon stuttered, his head still down.
"Your weight? height?"
"I-I-I'm 20 pounds a-and 2' 3"."
"Hn. Good." He said thoughtfully, studying Brandon. "Ok, You can join-"
"Yay!" cheers the background.
"IF-"
"Aww!" groaned the background.
"You can pass the test I give you."
"Test?" he looked up at him with a confuse look.
Randall nodded. "The test will be if you can last a day of PT with us. If you're good enough, you're in. If not, you're gone. Got it?"
"PT?!" the other 3 members repeated, shocked.
"Are you crazy?!" "He's only a little boy!" "He can't make handle it!"
"What's PT?" Brandon asked curiously.
"It means Physical Training. Like PE." Gakki said, smirking with amusment as the others are trying to change their leader's mind. More like begging.
"Oh," he tipped his head, thinking. "I could do it."
"What?! You CAN'T!!!" the trio yelled again. "YOU'LL GET KILLED!"
/That's kinda scary.;/ Brandon thought, stepping back from them a little.
You can say that again. Don't show them your fear, Young One!Pandon cheered.
"I WILL do the PT! If you guys can do it, so can I." Brandon said in the most serious look he can muster. Which is still cute.
"But-!" they were about to protest.
"He accepted the challenge." Randall interrupted them. "And he will take the test. Be ready in 5 mintues."
With that he went to his room to change. The others stared after him, Gakki gust chuckled and walk back to his room.
"See ya outside. Better suit up, kid." Gakki warned, his voice full of amused humor.
I think he finds this very amusing.Pandon guessed.
Brandon nodded absently, then turn to Kent. "Now what?!"
The three has their jaws dropped to the floor and seem to be in shock.
"Say what?" Kent said stupidly, dropping his aqua-green eyes to the darker green.
"What I suppose to do now?" Brandon said impatiently, pouting.
"Oh, um, I guess I'll give you my old sweats to wear." Kent mumble. "And pray that you'll survive Chuong wrath." he added quietly.
"Huh?"
"Nothing. C'mon."
Outside
Brandon, dressed in a pair old faded green pants that used to belong to Kent and his green t-shirt, stood on the sidewalk just in front of the apartment.
He was streching with Kent and the girls who are dressed in sweats, t-shirts, and a pair of worn-out sneakers. They were warming up and waiting for Randall to come out. They still look a little worried but Brandon told them he could handle it even though he still wonder what so scary about it.
/He didn't seem to be such a bad guy./
but he won't think that in the next 4 hours. (yeah, 4 hours oooohh)
Then Brandon crouch down to re-tie his shoes. Hearing the door slam and a huge shadow towering behind him, he suddenly felt this cold wind past his back again. Looking up, he was faced with Randall Chuong, not the dark, scary, silent guy he met 5 minutes ago, but this bigger, tough, man who looks like he'll give NO MERCY. Dressed in a army fatquie pants, a black t-shirt with the sign and word MARINE on it, and a pair of worn-out combat boots.
He crossed his arms across his chest, stare down at Brandon and said, "This is where you start from a boy to a man. Cadet."
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