Hey guys! Sorry this chapter's taken so long. I've been on holiday in another country, and I took a lot of time to finish this chapter. Sorry for the wait, and if this is slow for you, the next chapter will be good. See ya!

Chapter 8: Car Chase

In the alleyway where Slasher, Angel and the other man met, it was completely dark. The stars were out, and the moon was new. But it wasn't a perfect night for everyone…

In the alleyway were three bodies tied onto chairs, all unconscious. Suddenly one of them woke up slowly. It was Mordecai, and he immediately became aware of his surroundings. He noticed Rigby and Margaret tied up next to him, and tried to kick them to wake them up.

"Rigby? Margaret? Wake up! Come on guys, wake up." Rigby began to stir a bit, and then was fully awake. However, Margaret remained asleep.

"Mordecai? Is that you?" the bird nodded. "Dude! What are you doing here? What am I doing here?" his voice began to fade at the sound of footsteps. Slasher was standing in front of them, with iron knuckles on his hands..

"The final part of Joe's plan. Begins." Mordecai suddenly knew Slasher was talking about Joe's legacy, and tried to speak up, but his words were interrupted by a sharp blow to the stomach, with the knuckles getting him right in the gut.

"Agh! What the hell, dude?" Slasher merely grunted, then gave Rigby and even bigger blow to the stomach, but this time grinding the knuckles into his gut, as blood started to stream down his now red stomach.

"That does that, now for the final part…" he took out from his trouser pocket a 44 Magnum, and pointed it at Margaret's head. But Mordecai suddenly starting moving his chair by consecutively jumping forward until he was in front of Margaret.

"If you kill her, I'm going down with her." Slasher grinned and cocked the revolver.

"Two birds for the price of one." But before he could pull the trigger, two small figures leapt on top of Slasher and started punching and kicking him. At one point, one of them kicked him in the balls, where Slasher starting writhing in pain.

"OW! Not…cool dude…not…cool." The two figures started to untie Mordecai, Margaret and Rigby and, with Mordecai carrying Margaret, ran to a golf cart standing right outside the alleyway. Slasher got up and got on his motorbike, which stood only a few feet away from where they had been sitting.

"GET BACK HERE YOU SHITS!" one of the boys turned round.

"NEVER YOU BASTARD! YOU'LL NEVER KILL MY BROTHER!" Mordecai suddenly knew who it was.

"Max? Oh boy! Am I glad to see you!" Max grinned at his brother, and then kept driving. Then he shouted to the boy in the back, telling him to fire at Slasher. The boy in the back continued to take out a Paintball Gun from inside a box in the back of the cart, and then fired at Slasher. One of the shots hit him in the eye, blinding him.

"ARGH!" he yelled. He suddenly knew who had fired the shot.

"ALEX! YOU BETTER TELL ME WHAT THOSE NUMBERS MEAN, OR YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!"

"Err, there's one problem with your statement, I'm not a man, I'm a teenager, so you can't really call me a dead man..." Alex called back.

"STOP BEING CLEVER!" Alex laughed from the back, and continued to fire. Suddenly a clicking noise came from the gun. Alex suddenly knew that his gun was out of ammunition.

"Max! Got anymore paintballs?" he called to the front seat.

"No! They were the only ones I could buy! They don't come cheap you know!" Alex swore loudly and looked around for another weapon. All that was left was a small tack sitting on the box next to him. He shrugged and picked it up.

"Hey Slasher!" he called to him.

"What?"

"You want to know what the numbers mean?"

"Yeah, why?"

"One hint: PIN." And with that, Alex threw the pin on the ground in front of Slasher's bike. The pin caught the wheel of the bike and punctured it. The bike went head over heels as Slasher was tossed of it onto the gravel below.

"Phew!" Rigby said with relief. "Well, someone's got some cleaning up to do!" Suddenly a thought came to Mordecai's head.

"Wait a minute, shouldn't you two be at school?" he asked suspiciously. The boys looked at each other.

"Uhh…an incident involving the toilets and a cherry bomb…it's a long story. Best not explained." Max stuttered.

"Before we head back, there's somewhere I need to go first." Alex said, as they drove on to where he wanted to go.