Okay, let's just get into it, shall we?

DISCLAIMER: I only own my rather twisted brain.

DEDICATION: I hereby dedicate this freaky fic to Caris L. Clearwater. Although I'm not sure if she wants it... Well, she has it anyway! :P

WARNING: Yep. I'll say it again. Character death, so watch out! *coughexpeciallySamfanscough*


Chapter Eight: My First Kiss

"I said, no more sailors

and no more soldiers...

With your name in a heart

tattooed up on a shoulder..."

-3Oh!3, "My First Kiss"

Edilio loitered around the outside of town hall until he deemed it all right to go back inside to finish business with Sam. That Nico kid couldn't have had that much to say.

And then he caught a glimpse of a mob coming down the street, a mob reminiscent of the one that Zil cooked up to hang Hunter, except this group was carrying mass amounts of food that had no right to be in the FAYZ, and at the head was a little blond girl. Nico's sister, Nala D'Karssen.

And that's when Edilio knew that something was deadly wrong.

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Little Pete hadn't stopped wailing ever since he had encountered and tried to choke that new girl. He kept chanting her last name, "D'Karssen", until that name was the only thing Astrid could think of. And when you think of things for hours on end, they begin to get a little scrambled, even in a brain as big as Astrid's.

"D'Karssen... D'Karssen... D'Arkssen... Darkness..."

Astrid's eyes snapped open.

That can't just be a coincidence.

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Nala led the group of angry kids down the street, in search of Sam. Although, if Drake had done his job correctly, there wouldn't be much to search for anyway. Nala threw her head back and laughed.

Humans were such fun.

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Edilio burst into Sam's office and immediately cried out in distress. Sam was hung, limp and lifeless, from the ceiling fan, a bullet hole through his heart. His blood was smeared aimlessly on the white walls, and as Edilio looked, horrified, unable to turn away, he realized that the smears of crimson weren't aimless. They formed words.

Drake Merwin's back, and better then ever.

"Dios salvar nos, God save us."

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Drake ran to join Nala at the head of the group of Perdido Beach kids, grinning widely when a few shrieked in terror and over half of them went off and running, down the street. He glanced at Nala, who rolled her eyes.

"I got this."

She seemed to concentrate, and then four dozen replicas of her seemed to spring out of her original body, and they ran off down the street with superhuman speed, searching houses and herding kids none too gently back to the plaza. Drake watched as a Nala dragged Astrid and Little Pete from her house, and one even came back from Clifftop Resort, Lana in tow.

"What's going on?" she protested as she was thrown, along with Astrid, Pete, and Edilio, into the circle surrounded by Nalas. "What on earth is going on?" Drake moved in front of them, intensely gratified by their horrified expressions.

"You!" Astrid managed to choke out. Drake chuckled darkly.

"Me. You people should have known that it would have taken more then a tumble into a mineshaft to kill me. I guess Sammy learned that a bit too late." An anguished sound ripped from Astrid's throat as Edilio whispered something in her ear, engulfing her in his embrace.

"Sam's dead?" The words seemed to echo and ripple through the crows as the original Nala came to stand by Drake.

"Yes, your precious leader, or mayor, or whatever he was, is dead. And now I'm taking his place." As soon as she spoke those words, the ground seemed to shake as Orc, the rock monster-boy and previous bully, parted the crowd. With Howard behind him, he stalked up to Nala and shoved his mostly-gravel face right up to hers.

"And why should we listen to you, girl?"

A storm of fury broke out over her ten-year-old face, and she raised her right hand. Almost immediately, acid began eating away at the human part of Orc, and the crowd watched in rapt horror as he screamed. As the skin disintegrated, gravel that covered the rest of his body filled in, until Orc was fully rock, hardly recognizable as a human being anymore.

"And that's why you should listen to me," she said, sounding satisfied. As Howard led Orc away, muttering something about beer, Nala raised her hands, quieting the murmurs of the crowd. "Look. Drake and I have already killed Quinn, some obnoxious kid named Zil, and Sam. More of you will be next, right now, if you will, unless you do exactly as I say." The crowd was as silent as the proverbial grave. "You will stay in town. You have food, water, but no weapons. I have them all. If you leave, you die. Drake, myself, and a few choice individuals are going to destroy Coates Academy."


There you have it. And to Rouge, sorry about Orc, there, but don't worry. It'll bite Nala in the butt, eventually :) (And sorry about the lack of my Spanish speaking skills with Edilio...)

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