The phantom
Chapter twelve: Boy's night out
Loud music boomed across the disco, and blinding multi-color lights illuminated the dancefloor as dozens among dozens of people danced to the rhythms of the most popular songs not caring for the small mist of smoke around their heads coming from the many smokers around.
A young girl with dark green hair coughed lightly as the cigar smoke coming from the adjacent table reached her nose, yet her eyes narrowed into a frightful glare as she reset her eyes over to the dancefloor where her boyfriend "Bad Luck Johnny the 13" was having fun.
It was a cumbersome nickname to say which led the girl to simply call him "Johnny 13" as was painted on his motorcycle, the boy claimed to have been part of some super dangerous gang, and now forming part of a mafia branch, even becoming something of a hotshot which she kindly doubted.
Nevertheless, made for some interesting conversation topics every once in a while, such as helping raid a rival gang's hideout, driving for one of their hitmen, even fighting off a horde of werewolves on his own, all seemed too exaggerated to be believable.
Yet, every so often found a news article on the paper talking of similar topics which gave some credit to the boy's words. The idea of him just making the rest of the article up or changing some names seems more likely.
Despite having met only a few weeks prior, she was quickly drawn towards the biker and his over-the-top crime stories in which he was always the protagonist. She knew her boyfriend was a "bad boy" which she found most alluring, Kitty had a soft spot for that kind of man.
But knew there was simply no way for Johnny 13 to have taken the Luciano outfit on his own even killing the Don, much less to fight off a War Dweller during the struggle as he claimed, a more unbelievable tale came recently.
Johnny assured her to have even partaken during the gangland raid just a couple of weeks prior and unbeknown to the public was how he took down a horrible monster in the sewers as he led a group of survivors.
The girl knew Johnny was either lying or exaggerating but one thing was for sure, he was most likely a cheater as she couldn't help but feel jealous upon laying eyes over Johnny while he was busy dancing with a strange short-haired girl dressed in a scandalous booty short and top outfit.
"Here, you go Kitty!"- Tucker Foley expressed as he sat down next to her while putting a club soda on the table.
Kitty thanked the dark skin boy putting her attention back towards the dancefloor where her boyfriend and his "friend" were dancing the hassle, she felt most uncomfortable as she saw her more modest attire.
A simple red leather jacket with a black blouse and a red knee-length long leather skirt that combines with the jacket along with a pair of black boots and fishing net stockings composed Kitty's outfit.
A very rocker choice that wasn't disco standard as all-around stood women in colorful dresses several sizes too short showing off their bottoms next to men in equally colorful suits though white seemed to be the most popular choice.
The girl drank her club soda in a single gulp as she slammed the glass on the table, clearly bothered that her boyfriend was dancing with another girl, regretting to have insisted on Johnny bringing some of his friends over so she could get to know the kind of people he hung out with.
Nevertheless, wasn't expecting a girl to arrive which made her feel most bothered, Kitty growls as she witnesses Johnny putting his hands over this "Danny's" hips while they dance without a care in the world.
"Damn bartender, he didn't want to give me a shot of Malte."- Tucker suddenly said breaking Kitty's staring contest.
"Kinda obvious since we're still kids."- Kitty replied looking at her drink.
It was the first time that Kitty had gone to Studio 69 and was truly looking forward to it, she invited some of her friends to share the experience, along with getting to know some of Johnny's friends yet didn't count on all three girls getting cold feet at the last moment.
Stranger even was that she was under the impression that "Danny" was a boy and not a cute girl who dresses like a slut, though Kitty and Johnny were just starting to date, seeing him dancing with another girl bothered her.
It was then that Kitty shared her own complaints about her friends ditching her at the last minute despite bragging about coming to visit Studio 69 to all the school, yet her main concern was not with her lack of friends.
But with Danny as she wasn't told that Johnny would bring a girl over, she had been told he would bring boys over to hang out with Kitty's female friends, Tucker suddenly spits his drink over the table as he roared out laughing.
"Everybody gets that wrong about Danny! Sure, he's one funky fellow but he's a dude."- Tucker proclaimed. "Believe me, I've seen what's he's packing between his legs… I mean I saw in the school showers…"- the boy tried to clear up any misunderstanding.
He did blush upon recalling the many times that he had seen his best friend naked; it was strange at the beginning but quickly grew accustomed to seeing his bubble butt and boyhood to the point it didn't bother him in the least.
Kitty raised an eyebrow as she couldn't believe the young hot chick dancing with her boyfriend was truly a boy, yet also noticed how often Danny shook off Johnny's hands making Kitty feel mildly better, the song ended as the two boys finished with a Travolta pose earning a few claps.
"Told ya I have some moves."- Danny spoke cheerfully as he and Johnny headed back to their table.
The girl gazes over Danny as he takes a seat next to Tucker while taking a sip from his drink, no matter how hard she looked, all Kitty could see was a delicate flat chested girl with a boyish haircut.
On closer inspection, noticed that "She" didn't have breasts, and despite having a feminine frame also had a masculine one with firm abdominal muscles that didn't belong to a girl by any means whatsoever.
More interesting were his eyes that held a bright green tone that didn't seem normal as Kitty had never seen anyone with such a green tone, it was almost as if he had injected some neon fluid to brighten his pupils, the overly white sclera helps greatly in this regard.
Despite his cuteness, there was something that Kitty couldn't point out and made her feel most uncomfortable around Danny. As if he were dangerous in some regard, yet seemed like the kind of boy to always listen to his mom.
The kind who despite his current lewd clothes, seemed to do his homework on time, most likely be a teacher's pet, take out the trash and never misbehave. Kitty found this most strange due to the boy being at the club.
"Can I get you, kids, something?"- a busty blonde-haired waitress asked.
It was then that all four of them turned their attention over to a woman wearing a pink skimpy bikini that left nothing to the imagination along with a pair of high heels. In her hands was a wooden clipboard and pencil.
"Oh, sure. Ignore the black guy but once the white folk arrives you come and see if we want something."- Tucker said sarcastically as the busty waitress glares at him.
For nearly thirty minutes, Tucker had been trying to get the attention of a waiter to bring him a drink but with all the waiters ignoring him, forced the kid to fetch his own drink at the bar while Danny and Johnny hit the dance floor.
"Sorry for that, he's under a lot of stress."- Danny interjected. "Can we get some spicy chicken wings and…" the boy trailed off as he read the menu.
"Beer! A truckload of the stuff!"- Johnny demanded.
"No alcohol for minors."- The woman said firmly.
Danny laughed softly while Johnny frowned upon being rejected a drink, even after offering a larger tip the woman didn't budge at all. Yet her eyes were suddenly glued over the former biker who smiled at her.
A hard slap on the head turned Johnny over to his girlfriend who was glaring at him for ogling at the waitress who left after Danny added a few club sodas. Kitty had a much humbler body and thought her boyfriend was lusting over another girl.
She had more than enough seeing Johnny dancing with a "boy" whose clearly more attractive than what he should be. It was especially annoying seeing Danny in hot pants and still looking better than her.
"It's not like that babe, I just thought I saw her from somewhere else."- Johnny tried to justify their shared look.
Danny stretched his arms and cracked his back, "I need to take a leak, be back in a yippy."
It was then that Johnny stood up saying he too needed to make a quick trip to the bathroom as well but was pulled back by his girlfriend who looked at him with a glare while puffing her cheeks. Both Danny and Tucker laughed at Johnny.
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A large muscular man with a single eye watch over the dance floor from a semi-dark lounge area overviewing the disco, his singular eye carefully stares at the dancers and the patrons drinking away their hard-earned money.
Cigar smoke covered the floor as bikini-wearing waitresses walked around offering drinks and cigars to several men dressed in colorful suits, most simply ignoring them while taking hold of martinis and other items from the tray.
"You sure about this?"- The one-eyed man said pressing his large hand over the glass. "I don't like wasting my time."- he added still looking out the window.
"Yes, Pariah Dark. That's Vlad's girl. I've seen them together at the strip club." A man in a green suit affirmed.
A strange green octopus-like creature with dozens of eyes suddenly crawled up Pariah's arm making those around feel most uncomfortable as he intently looks over at Danny who marches away from his friends catching more than one man's attention.
It was then that his only eye fell upon the reflection of a young girl with long red hair holding a wine glass standing next to him. Her presence wasn't all too welcome despite being brought in by the Grand Master himself, she kept to herself and never attended mass like all the others, even stranger was the white clothing she always wore.
Unlike most girls at Amity Park who wore skimpy clothes that showed too much skin even in the bone-chilling cold, this redhead chose a pair of white winter boots and a white suit complete with a vest and a tie.
"This presents a good opportunity to lure the Devil out into the open."- Jazz spoke softly.
"Bring her up here… discreetly." -Pariah ordered. "Still no word on who was that bodyguard?"- he asked as one of the guards rushed out the door.
"Apologies, Pariah Dark, but all my inside man could uncover was a name, The Phantom"- A man sporting a bushy mustache said. "And a bunch of rumors about this Phantom guy going invisible and shit, I think he was high on something."- he added.
"Maybe… maybe not. Phantom did butcher an entire team on his lonesome and this Vlad character doesn't carry more bodyguards save for that mullet individual."- The redhead spoke in a clear and menacing voice.
"With or without this Phantom guy, we still need to get rid of Vlad. He's too dangerous for everyone's enterprise."- a third balding man added ignoring Jazz.
"He took down Luciano and half the mafia outfits in town,"- A bulky man interjected, "not to mention he's gathering all the colors around, niggers, spicks, greasers, you named it, he got them in his ranks with pocket change and a hot dog"- he added.
Pariah Dark sat down letting out a long sigh as his Ecto-puss pet crawled over the table, the creature quickly took hold of a cooked crab from a platter and ate before the unsettling attention of the men who cringe as the crab crack inside the tiny monster's mandibles.
A loud thud shook everyone except Pariah Dark whose head turned over to the wall opposite to the window, his attention settled over an Ecto-puss who barely could fit inside an oversized fish tank.
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The hallway leading to the bathrooms was past the dancing floor just next to the bar and a few tables, as Danny came closer to the entry arc noticed a pair of mean-looking eyes glaring at him from one of the tables.
Giving no mind to the angry boy who most likely was past his bedtime was that Danny carried on to the bathroom, the hallway was dimly lit yet didn't impair walking, to the side of the entrance were two potted plants.
A few more could be seen further into the hall that resembled marijuana though on closer inspection, Danny discovered they were made with plastic. The purple walls were neatly decorated with several paintings of landscapes.
Upon entering the restroom, Danny noticed it was rather big with nearly twelve stalls though hardly more illuminated than the hallway with just a single blue lightbulb that gave the room an eerie look.
There was a second potted plant resting by the corner though once more, made with plastic. The boy tilted his head to the side wondering if it was cheaper and easier to preserve than an actual plant.
The one thing that stood out the most was the lack of graffiti and other gang paraphernalia, even at Casper high, one could easily find used needles laying on the floor and more often than not, used condoms.
Despite the bathroom's size and the large number of visitors, only one man was washing his hands over on the sink. The stalls were all empty allowing the music to echo within though somewhat muffled.
"Nice ass, kiddo."- The man said as he exits the room.
Danny scoffed at the male as he continued further into the bathroom only to notice several dispatchers placed against the wall opposite to the sinks, the boy smiles upon reading the slogan on each one of them.
"You're a daddy now… can't feel shit." Danny read trying to hold down his laughter.
Finding a mere condom was most difficult even with the so-called sexual revolution going on and the lewd clothes being sold to minors which Danny himself was wearing, only drugstores being able to sell them.
Yet, store clerks often made far too many questions and openly refused to sell birth control to anyone if not given a proper answer, it was completely understandable if a minor came in asking for condoms but not so much for an adult.
With a twist of the handle, the device dropped a black wrapper before Danny who was most intrigued by the item as Tucker had often complained about the object, claiming that "it wasn't the same wearing one."
"Hey, that's for real men, sweets buns." – A soft bratty voice said from behind forcing Danny to turn around to see a young boy. "Or maybe that's for your boyfriend, eh fag?"- the kid added menacingly.
Before Danny stood a boy slightly shorter than him sporting a black mullet haircut that kindly reminded him of Skulker, the child wore a green wifebeater and a pair of camo pants along with white sneakers.
It took a great amount of willpower for Danny not to burst out laughing as the kid puffed his chest up and clench his fist while narrowing his eyes in a bad boy manner, showing his twigs like arms and scrawny figure.
For once, Danny wasn't confused with a girl which in itself was nice but wasn't pleased to be called a fag. It was then that he noticed there were three older teens with menacing auras behind the rude boy, two males and one female to be precise.
Leading the posse was a tall and muscular teenager who reminded of quarterback Dash Baxter though this boy came with short black hair, a light tan but wore a blue letterman jacket with white sleeves unlike the red one at Casper high.
To his right just behind mullet boy stood a girl with a strange fascination for the color pink as her hair came in this color, followed by a pink jacket and miniskirt combination along with matching go-go boots that in a manner resembled a cheerleader uniform which Danny took noticed of.
Finally came an obscenely fat bald teenager that gave the impression of being mentally challenged due to him apparently being unable to fully close his mouth along with his unfocused eyes, nevertheless, wore a more biker style that consisted of a black jacket and leather pants.
"Why you dress like a chick?"- fat biker said with a voice that match his retarded look.
As expected, his voice was slow and slurred with a deep undertone that made Danny believe the teen didn't have all the lights on. The boy narrowed his glare as the fat giant reminded him of Klempter who he still needed to settle the score.
Unimpressed by the teens, Danny leans back on the sink counter while producing a silver cigar box from his front pockets as the back ones were only for show due to the backside running up his bubble butt.
"You know it bad manners to not answer when questioned."- letterman jacket spoke with dread.
His voice was low and soft yet most threatening, nevertheless, didn't intimate Danny who had butchered dozens and fought countless monsters, even suffering serious injuries that would have sent anyone to an early tomb.
Letterman jacket growled in frustration as he saw Danny smoking while looking straight at his eyes without so much as an ouch of fear. The large teen was used to seeing his victims already trembling at this point, begging even.
"Not a queer and I can wear whatever the fuck I want."- Danny said in a clear tone. "If you don't want me to hurt you very badly, leave"- The boy added.
A series of laughter erupted from the teens filling the bathroom as mullet boy was having a laughing fit, pointing over at Danny while the girl was slightly more discreet by simple giggling and looking away.
Yet Danny remained unfazed by their actions though slightly bothered by the fat boy's annoying laugh given his retarded voice. Only Letterman didn't laugh as he raised a hand signaling his friend to quiet down.
"Maybe after getting your ass kicked, you'll stop wearing ridiculous clothes!"- Pink-haired girl spoke as letterman jacket cracked his knuckles.
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Letterman jacket looked with a frightened expression at Danny's green eyes upon discovering his large fist trapped in the boy's grasp. He couldn't move a single inch forward or back; his mighty strike was easily stopped.
"Ridiculous clothes? These are the most popular in the market, damn Stuka."- Danny said clearly offended.
The boy recalled Vlad ordering him not to go around killing people but more importantly not to murder cops as that would draw too much attention to their organization. Nevertheless, couldn't let the insults go unanswered.
If word ever got out that he "chicken" out from a fight would truly hinder his street reputation, even if most of his real actions were a secret, the boy was still an active member of Vlad's corporation and an honorary member at Tucker's gang.
It was then that Danny leaned in closer and lands a powerful headbutt on the taller teen's face breaking his nose in the process. The jock's head pulls back as blood spewed out from the wound, spilling part of the ceiling.
The three teenagers suddenly went quiet as they saw their brave leader fall on his knees spitting blood as he effortlessly tried to stop the bleeding using both hands. Danny smiled as he pulls his leg back and sends a mighty kick.
A loud frightful gasp escape from the pink-haired cheerleader as she saw the jock's head jolt back as Danny strike him, the go-go high heels had made a strong impression on his forehead leaving the boy unconscious on the ground.
"You dead!"- fat boy yells upon seeing his friend unconscious on the floor.
With a loud and powerful roar, the fat teenager pulls out a short swift blade from his jacket as he charges against Danny who scoffs at the petite letter opener while easily sliding to the side trapping the boy's fat arm in a powerful wrestling hold.
Despite being at least two heads taller and weighing at least four times more than Danny, couldn't move a single inch. It was as if his arm was being held by a semi-truck, no matter how hard he tried to pull, Danny didn't budge an inch.
"You know, this thing isn't allowed inside the disco."- Danny said in a soft tone.
Pressure suddenly started to build up around the heavy teenager's arm forcing him to punch Danny's lower backside but felt as if he had struck a brick wall, an immense pain suddenly took over as a loud cracking was heard within the bathroom walls.
Upon being released from the mighty grip saw with horror-filled eyes as his arm dangled to the side, fingers becoming unmoving and pain like none other overwhelmed his entire being. The fat boy lost all strength on both legs as he fell over the cold floor.
"Please don't me."- the pink-haired girl whimpered putting her arms up as Danny approached.
"Now that wouldn't be fair to your friends."- the boy retorted.
The girl knew she had to run away, to scream her lungs out but couldn't move her legs and her voice couldn't go beyond a mere whimper. Terror filled her heart as the queerly dressed boy cracked his knuckles.
"I can suck you off."- she offered out of desperation.
"Oh, you tempt me but I'm all for woman's rights"- Danny said with a smirk. "And lefts." He added sending a left hook across her face.
The cheerleader fell upon the floor with a loud thud as she didn't even put her hand out to break her fall. She was unconscious before even hitting the ground, her cheek quickly swollen turning purple.
Mullet boy jump on his spot upon laying witness to his fallen friends, nothing had gone according to plan. From the moment, he discovered Danny being a boy and dancing with another boy, they wanted to beat him up like they've done several times to other "Fags" as they called them.
Never once had he expected things to end up so badly, his older brother lay on the floor with a broken nose, their friend ended up with a broken arm though it was the jock's girlfriend who ended with a mere punch.
Despite Danny dressing up in hot pants that resemble underwear rather than shorts and a pink top, turned out to be the most threatening sight ever to be seen by the mullet boy who pissed his pants upon locking eyes with the so-called queer.
"Easy dude, we was just playing, we didn't mean nothing by it."- Mullet boy said with a terrified voice.
"Tell ya what, bring me their wallets, watches, and the girl's earrings."- Danny said lifting the terrified boy's chin. "And we call it even."- Danny continued.
It took all of then seconds for mullet boy to rush towards his brother and friends yanking off their wallets, watches, even pink girl's jewelry. Danny didn't have any need for such items but wanted to establish who's boss.
"There you go, boss."- mullet boy said handing over two wallets, a purse, two watches, and a golden ring.
"Mighty kind of you."- Danny sneer a southern accent as he took hold of the boy's head. "But you need to learn loyalty"- the boy added as slammed the kid into the wall. A sliver of blood formed as the kid slide down,
Upon exiting the bathroom, Danny immediately saw a, "out of order" sign blocking the door allowing him to know why despite the disco being full no one came in. The boy made sure to close the door and leave the sign in place.
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Powerful engines roared as a group of bikers drove down the snowy lane taking up most of the street, catching the attention of several pedestrians who watched either in fear or amazement as the leather cladded men drove.
Leading the Road Hog's caravan was a slightly overweight man sporting a black leather jacket with the gnarly motorcycle club's log over the back, that consisted of the head of a pig holding a wrench on its snout.
His long greyish beard was nearly frozen by the cold winds and snow that fell from the skies, yet gave no mind at all as he continued leading his gang down the snowy street, even ignoring the stoplights which forced more than one car to violently stop.
The caravan came to a stop just across the street from Studio 69, the leader and his men laughed upon laying eyes over the fancy automobiles and their overly dressed owners who quickly left upon seeing the bikers.
"You sure this cheese weasel, Johnny is gonna be there?"- Road hog president, Tobias best known as Buffalo asked. "Because we had some fine drinks and some nice ass at the clubhouse." – the gang leader added.
"Yeah, my sister works at the disco and saw him there with a couple of brats."- A biker sporting several spikes rather than hair replied.
"Great… by the way, how is she doing? Haven't fucked her in a while."- Buffalo asked mockingly.
"She's fine, got a new boyfriend or some shit."- spike-haired biker replied.
The men dismounted their motorcycles eyeing down at the club where some of the guards had rallied at the entrance wondering what should be done. A group of club-goers quickly dissolved in fear of the bikers.
This cowardly act aroused Buffalo who enjoyed being feared by all around, civil or police. The man did have a lot of hatred towards the authorities but held a special dislike for the common man that settled with a nine to five job.
For him and his club, these people were mindless corporative slaves while the Road Hogs were the only ones who in his opinion were truly free, free from the law and social standards able to do whatever they wanted without repercussions.
"Are you sure about this, brother?" A biker with a horned helmet and a skull bandana spoke.
Upon Buffalo turning over to him was that the biker casually explained about Johnny working for a crazy new mobster who recently arrive in town and allegedly killed several mafia men in a single night alone.
Word on the street was that Johnny forms part of this new mobster's inner circle along with being very close friends with the boss's son. Often seen going out together and causing some mischief.
A few more bikers spoke about hearing similar rumors around town, though the men hardly knew anything beyond the confines of their clubhouse, the bikers didn't care much if it didn't have wheels, engines, tits, or a pussy.
"Your point is?"- Buffalo taunted.
"My point is that we don't know if Johnny's in there with that guido's kid if we hurt him, that crazy fuck might come after us."- horned biker said.
"I don't give a fuck if some prick in a suit gets angry at us, we'll see how crazy he really is once we come rolling down his street."- Buffalo replied with a slight tone of arrogance.
All of the bikers save for the horned helmet laughed their wits about as they followed their brave leader towards the club shoving the guards to the side.
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Danny narrowed his eyes into a glare meant for a large muscular one-eyed man sitting just across from him, the boy was more annoyed than intimidated by the man who brought him and his friends under false pretenses.
He and his companions had been taken to the "Wine" saloon promised premium treatment meant only for the most exclusive guests at Studio 69, yet were quickly forced into a room that left much to be desired, surrounded by aggressive-looking men.
Tucker tried his best not to look scared yet his shivering body was betraying his hard demeanor, Johnny and Kitty weren't doing much better as they too were starting to shake. Their eyes turned over to all sides.
Men in colorful suits stared down at the quartet though only Danny was unfazed. The boy gently crossed his legs one over the other while yawing loudly as it was way past his bedtime bothering some of the gangsters.
"How rude, this is far from the treatment we were promised… Mr.…?"- Danny purposefully trailed off as he mockingly waved his hand.
"Thought you were a girl but I'll admit that you have some balls, kiddo. Name's Pariah Dark."- The man said looking straight at Danny.
The boy smiled long and wide unable to believe his good luck, Vlad and his crew had been looking for this man ever since the attack at the restaurant, and yet, Danny was casually invited to his private lounge.
Danny tilted his head to get a better look at the two men standing behind their leader, a third one to the right by the bar's counter where the bartender was busy cleaning a glass. Two more men were leaning against the window.
More interesting than the armed thugs was the imposing Ecto-puss locked behind a large fish tank, Danny felt sorry for the creature. It may be a monster but in the end was just another animal, a hellish one, but an animal nonetheless.
"And what do you want mister Pariah Dark?"- Danny asked unamusedly.
"I just want to open negotiating lines with your sugar daddy, little Danny."- Pariah Dark said cheerfully.
"May I assume, you intend to use me as a bargaining chip… or a hostage?"- the boy continued.
"Smart boy."- the large man said tapping the table.
It was then that a black rotary dial phone was placed over the table just in front of Danny in between a few shot glasses, the boy understood Pariah and his crew wanted him to call Vlad to beg him to surrender all his businesses in return for his safety.
Danny sighs out loud while firmly putting down his foot and looking over to Pariah. His focus was shifted toward a mustache-wearing guard standing tall next to him in an unsuccessful attempt for intimidation.
The idea of slamming the gangster's head onto the wooden table was becoming stronger with each passing second, but with Tucker behind him meant it wasn't going to be easy to escape, his top priority was keeping his friends safe.
"And if I refuse? Then what?"- Danny inquired.
Pariah Dark narrowed his gaze over the young and much smaller boy, though before a single word was utter the door was suddenly slammed open pulling everyone's attention as a group of men barged.
No less than fifteen men outfitted in black leather clothing consisting mainly of vests and pants made with said material along with long biker boots marched into the lounge shoving away a few of the waitresses.
Danny stared unimpressed at the leading biker who sported a long greyish beard and a large beer belly, it took the boy a great level of self-control not to burst out laughing. Nevertheless, their firearms were no laughing matter.
Two sawn-off shotguns and a pistol for each hanging by their sides. Pariah's men also brandish their own weapons which were also kept by their sides, three M3 greaser guns, and a few revolvers.
"Apologies for interrupting your evening, gentlemen but we're here to collect one Johnny thirteen."- Buffalo spoke trying to act more educated than he was.
With almost lightning speed was that Danny took hold of a shot glass stationed over the table and instantly plunged it inside the nearest mobster's eye, Pariah then turned over to the boy but failed to do more than roll over the couch as the teenager secured a revolver belonging to the now dying mafia guard.
Four shots were fired in quick secession, each one hitting their intended targets. One of Pariah's men standing by the door got a bullet to the throat another in the far back was shot in the head just above the left eye, one sawn-off biker received a direct shot to the chest sending to an early grave almost instantly, a fourth mobster took a bullet to the stomach leaving him agonizing on the floor.
The second sawn-off biker open fire towards Danny yet didn't see him cast his intangibility magic avoiding the deadly pellets which struck the mobster behind who had no way to avoid the pellets.
Using inhumane strength was how Danny tossed the couch that he was using previously over to Pariah and the biker leader, both rushing away from the incoming object. Even in the presence of this abnormal creature both groups open fire at each other.
Several bikers rushed out through the door they came through initially only to poke their guns back inside and blindly open fire while the mobsters did the same as they cowered under tables and other makeshift barricades that provided little protection.
"Let's bounce!"- Danny ordered taking Tucker by the hand.
Without so much as a warning, Pariah rushed over to Danny and place him into a deadly neck grab cutting off all air. The giant man crushed Danny onto the hard glass wall cracking it in the process as the bikers pulled away.
Tucker was desperately trying to reach for the revolver further into the room, but that would put him in grave danger. The boy then turned over to Danny while taking hold of a wooden chair with the intention of breaking it over Pariah's head.
It was then that Danny stuck the man's ear using his palms allowing for a deafening ringing followed by excruciating pain forcing him to let go of the boy. Danny then proceeded to drag Pariah around before sending him flying across the room.
His massive form easily broke the window and disappeared as he fell to the dance floor, all the club goers began screaming and running as not only a man had fallen from the upper floor but could now hear the gunfire.
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Danny and company rushed down the stairs trying to flee from the sporadic gunfire that took over the lounge, using his massive strength, the boy broke the lock from the door only to lay witness to hundreds of people trying to flee the scene.
"Fucking die!"- a man screamed from the lounge.
His aim left much to be desired but Danny wasn't willing to take any risks and forced his friends to duck behind a couch waiting for the man to run out of bullets. The trio watched in utter horror as a long green tentacle wrapped around the gangster, dragging him away.
"The Ecto-puss got loose!"- Kitty yelled out terrified.
Before their horrified eyes, saw that the octopus monstrosity crawled out of the lounge taking hold of any poor soul that was too slow to flee from its deadly grip. A hundred eyes gaze all over studio 69, searching for prey.
Danny lamented not bringing his beloved magnum .44 which was left back home and would be of great use facing off this abomination, worst yet, his super .38 was neatly tucked away inside a backpack left at Johnny's car.
Weapons weren't allowed at the club but hadn't expected to be in any sort of peril, according to Johnny who heard from Skulker, studio 69 was allegedly a safe haven for all branches. No violence of any kind was to take place.
Even harden criminals needed a place where to take their dates and have a drink without the worry of a lone gunman taking a shot at them, nevertheless, it was most unexpected to see Pariah Dark running the club.
"Get up!"- A firm voice ordered the quartet from behind.
"There's an ecto-puss over there."- Danny replied putting his hands up.
"I said get up"- the man continued.
Upon turning around noticed that it was the biker leader who was aiming a revolver at his head, a dreadful glare was sent over to Danny, soon to be shared with Tucker, Johnny, and his girlfriend Kitty who clutched his arm tightly.
"This is a No-Go zone, that means no attacks are allowed in here."- Danny tried to reason with the biker while also looking for a chance to disarm him. His revolver would prove most useful.
"Shut the fuck up. Which one of you is Johnny?!"- Buffalo demanded.
"Me."- Johnny said standing tall yet feeling his courage abandon him upon hearing the gun cocking.
Danny instantly took hold of the biker's wrist bending it downwards while sending a powerful punch into his stomach, more than enough to put the large man on his knees. The boy then added a knee to Buffalo's face putting him down on the ground.
The green octopus monster rushed over to Danny almost as if on cue forcing the boy to use the revolver on the creature. All six shots landed on the monster's enlarged head with mere inches from each other.
One of the feelers from the beast wrapped around Danny's neck in a deadly grip, the boy then tossed his revolver and with nothing more than his bare hands torn off a large chunk from the tentacle forcing the hellish monster to let go of him.
"Move guys!"- Danny ordered.
With the creature in pain and more mobsters reinforcing the upper floor along with nearly a dozen bikers arriving at the main entrance, meant there was no time for the teenagers to retrieve their coats from the front desk.
"Over there!"- Kitty yelled out pointing over to an emergency exit.
Just as the teens reached the side door was that Danny noticed Pariah Dark standing next to the monster almost uncaring, yet glaring him down, the boy flipped him off with a mocking grin following teenager fashion.
"The police will be here soon great Pariah Dark."- one of his henchmen spoke.
"We're going to be needing more help than initially expected."- Pariah replied turn around. "Call him… I want the Fright Knight here"- he added.
(XXXXX)
The cold winds instantly embraced the four teens though gave no mind at all while rushing over to Johnny's car, a black 1965 ford mustang that clearly belong to Skulker, most likely having borrowed it to further impressed Kitty.
Despite the bone-chilling cold, the car starts up without any delay much to everyone's gratitude, soon enough studio 69 was left far behind granting further relief as none expected their night to end in such a dramatic fashion.
Danny then took hold of his backpack to retrieve his Super .38 pistol while handing Tucker his revolver making Kitty gulp down in fear, she knew her boyfriend hanged out with the dangerous kind but never imagine such an androgenous boy to be so violent.
The back window suddenly burst into pieces bringing out a loud terrified shout from Kitty who quickly laid down on the seat, only then was that Danny looked behind to see three bikers giving them chase.
The boy quickly dispatched the first biker with a well-placed shot to the chest sending him off his motorcycle which flipped several times causing two cars to crash for trying to avoid running over the man and the bike.
"Speed up, dude!"- Tucker demanded as he pulls half his body through the window.
Tucker's marksmanship had improved greatly in recent days thanks to Danny's teaching, nevertheless, couldn't land a deadly shot after going through six bullets, Danny on the other hand had slain a second biker after hitting him two times in the chest and once in the head.
"Fucking monkey!"- The third biker yelled as he shot at the car.
It was no easy feat to both control his motorcycle and fire a revolver; a sudden pain overwhelmed his shoulder bringing his arm down and dropping the weapon. Blood started to stream out from a bullet wound just beside his armpit.
"I got him!"- Tucker cheered as he managed to land a second shot on the biker, this time on the head.
A van suddenly impacted Johnny's mustang by the left side, though not hard enough to turn the vehicle over or make him lose control, Tucker then open fire with his revolver at the driver, once more missing spectacularly.
Danny quickly slides inside the car narrowly avoiding a light pole once the van hits them again in an effort to either flip the vehicle over or crash it. Kitty forced herself under the seat shaking in utter fear begging for the carnage to end.
It was then that the van's side door slides open presenting two bikers, each one wielding pistols that they used over the mustang. Kitty screamed as bullets penetrated the door striking her seat.
Johnny resorted to several maneuvers to avoid being shot, the van's backdoors were suddenly kicked open showing three more bikers, one of which work a horned helmet, both wielded revolvers while's the man in the middle held a sawn-off shotgun.
The former biker twists the wheel avoiding the shotgun blast and several incoming bullets while Tucker and Danny opened fire at the van, though only Danny managed to hit one of the bikers despite the erratic driving.
"It's that crazy biker from before!"- Tucker yelled out as he reloaded his revolver with the last bullets at his disposal.
"The fuck you did this time to piss him off!"- Danny added frustrated that his night out was ruined.
Very rarely was Danny allowed to have such a moment of leisure, normally, the boy was to be glued to his pager or at the strip club in case Vlad needed his services. His pistols were always clean and serviced, ready for action.
Despite Vlad never allowing Danny to make use of the "Special" facilities at the club, only ever watching the shows from the VIP section while drinking soda and smoking weed. Danny just like his partner in crime was looking forward to scoring some "action" with a girl.
"Nothing!"- Johnny yelled out while using other cars as cover.
"Then why the fuck does that limp dick cheese weasel want your ass dead"- Danny almost growled his words.
"Maybe he wants blood for the biker base we blew up!"- the former biker added while looking at the rearview mirror.
"You mean the biker base that I blew up."- Danny retorted with a scowl. "Cause I remember you screaming like a bitch!"- the boy added as he loaded his final clip into the gun.
Johnny blushed as the string of lies he spoke to impress Kitty suddenly fell apart before his very eyes, the green-haired girl glared at her boyfriend for having so brazenly lied to her just to get her in bed.
All passengers suddenly yell out as the van impacted once more unto the mustang, only Johnny's driving skills save them from certain death as they narrowly avoid crashing into a nearby building.
Three more bikers joined the chase on their motorcycles as the sounds of police sirens boomed in the background, Danny was still under strict orders to not shoot police officers unless it was absolutely necessary but he was sure this situation counted as such a dire scenario.
With masterful aim, Danny took down two bikers via a headshot each earning a few compliments by an impressed Tucker who saw the dead bikers rolled down the street, a sudden shotgun blast made Johnny and Kitty yell out while Tucker jerked by the impression dropping his revolver.
It was Johnny's turn to shine as he slammed the brakes allowing for the biker to crash into the car's rear as he readies his second blast from behind, whether the man died from the impact was unknown but to the very least was no longer a problem.
Unfortunately, his quick thinking backfired just as fast for the van was now in front of them, Buffalo and his crew open fire at the mustang hitting the windshield several times, miraculously missing the passengers.
"Get in front of him. I'll get rid of that sandy Claus!"- Danny declared as took hold of a large combat blade from his backpack.
Tucker and Johnny along with Kitty watched in utter bewilderment as Danny leaped from the mustang's rooftop and effortlessly landed on the van's roof. Johnny was forced to veer out of the way as more gunfire was sent his way.
"Who the fuck are you kid?"- Buffalo asked surprised to see Danny inside the van almost as if he used magic to get in.
Without utter a single word, Danny twirled and delivered a powerful tornado kick that crashed the bearded biker onto the van's wall, leaving him in a semi-conscious state. With hellish growls, Danny charged against the rest of the bikers.
One by one, the men were ripped to pieces as if confronted by a starving beast that only wanted their blood. Gunshots echoed within the van as the survivors tried to gun down the monster in the form of a cute boy.
Buffalo opened his eyes only to lay witness to one of his men being torn in half by this monster, it was then that the biker pulled out his revolver aiming it at Danny whose eyes glow wicked green.
Just as the bullet was a mere inch from impacting Danny's head, the boy turned into a shadow for only a brief second allowing the shot to go through without causing any harm, yet finding a new target, the driver's head.
Johnny slammed his brakes upon seeing the van veering side to side for several seconds that felt eternal before flipping over its side. The trio watched in apprehensive silence as the vehicle remained motionless and the engine began to smoke.
Much to everyone's utter surprise, Danny climbs out from the backdoor heading towards them holding tightly to his left shoulder, several cuts and bruises could be appreciated even at a distance, the trio knew that any normal man would have broken every bone in his body.
"Oh my God!"- Kitty yelled out as she took Danny into her arms while asking if he truly was alright.
"Yeah… nothing was broken, a few scrapes and minor bruises… I'll live…"- the boy retorted gently shoving the girl away as he knew that spending more time embracing would be disrespectful to Johnny. "Cops will be swarming soon so let's make ourselves scarce." Danny added.
(XXXXXX)
It was around three in the morning that Danny and company arrived at Johnny's apartment where they chose to wait until things cool down. The place couldn't even begin to compare to Danny's house which he shared with Vlad.
The apartment was on the second floor of semi run down building located at the edge of East Town, it came with a gated garage that kept Johnny's car and prized motorcycle safe from thieves and other vagabonds.
Tucker was kindly reminded of Danny's old apartment with its nearly identical layout, the kitchen and living room were only divided by a few counters, the bedroom was at the right next to the bathroom though he did wrinkle his nose upon seeing a whole meter tall pizza box tower by the kitchen corner.
There was also the matter of how badly kept the place was, dirty floors and molt was growing around, yet his attention was drawn to Kitty who suddenly gasped out loud as she saw Danny walking out of the bathroom buck naked.
Tucker chuckled for a moment as Johnny shook his head in disapproval. The first thing Danny did upon arrival was to head for the shower as he above all hated to be covered in sweat, blood, and other bodily fluids, especially if they didn't belong to him.
"Mind if I use your phone?"- Danny said not truly waiting for Johnny's approval.
An embarrassed Kitty turned her blushing face towards her boyfriend who was at the kitchen already opening a beer can to quell his nervousness, she then turned over to Tucker who took a quick peek out the window before heading to the sofa.
"You get used to this."- Tucker said with a smirk.
"Good thing is that Vlad isn't pissed at us, bad thing is that we might be at war with Pariah Dark"- Danny said before crashing onto the couch.
Tucker's eyes turned over to his naked companion who was lying down next to him, the colored boy was struggling greatly to not grab Danny's bubble butt which he intended on fondling. He was sure Danny wouldn't mind, but that would hurt his standing among Johnny and Kitty.
"Who the fuck is Pariah Dark?"- Tucker asked fighting the urge to touch his friend.
Johnny and Tucker unlike most around town who heard about the armed attack at the restaurant were privy to more detailed information, they knew the main targets were Danny and their boss Vlad who were out celebrating.
Though weren't aware of who orchestrated the attack nor the reasons for it, Danny assured his friends that Pariah Dark was interested in something more than just money, nevertheless, couldn't understand what he wanted.
"Petty revenge for Luciano? A takeover? Doesn't seem to add up."- Danny muttered as he fell asleep over the couch.
"Got a blanket?"- Tucker asked as he got up and followed Johnny to the bedroom.
Kitty, on the other hand, couldn't take her eyes off the boy as he slept peacefully over the couch despite his uncomfortable position, she felt somewhat jealous of Danny's girlish appearance due to him having more curves which she considered unnatural.
His face was almost angelic and more notable his round bubble butt, all combine with his natural eroticism and lack of modesty made Kitty feel most insecure, but also comprehend that under that cute exterior laid a dangerous beast, it made her womanhood quiver.
"Hey, babe! Come over to bed"- Johnny spoke inviting his girlfriend to the bedroom.
"Try not to make too much noise"- Tucker added sarcastically as he cuddled next to Danny whom he covered with a blanket. "I need my beauty sleep"- the boy taunted.
"Now keep your hands to yourself."- Johnny replied while putting his arm around Kitty's shoulder.
"Kinda hard to do when my bed buddy is much hotter than yours."- Tucker countered with a smirk that made Kitty yell a playful "Hey."
The couple soon disappeared into the bedroom leaving Tucker along with a dormant Danny on the living room couch, his hands were now shaking as the realization of what just took place began to sink in. It wasn't fear but excitement.
To be continued.