BLK 8

Hah hah, I see that our chapter took a lot of people by surprise. xD Nice! One can only wonder what will happen...but right now, enjoy!


Gamble City...what a upbeat, lively place! Dad told me, at times he came here for business, that sleep is never heard of here, which I can believe: neon lights, loud music, and lit up skyscrapers everywhere. Though the party-esque feeling did bring a smile to my face, I still feel so empty inside. Ren, meanwhile, had half his body out of the window like a little kid.

"Yooo, it's always BANGING when we come in here! Yo, Swan, let's go get some hookers or something!"

"...I will just pretend I did not hear that..." I second that. He slumped back in his seat. "We are here to discuss important issues, not to do vulgar things with some girls!"

"That's not what you said or those OTHER girls last night!"

"I was intoxicated!"

"Hardly an excuse."

"Silence, Edgar!"

The more I see them interact...the harder I find it to believe they're a highly feared bunch. Eventually, we had reached a pretty tall building, with a very posh looking lobby. Edgar told me, "This skyscraper is our house." He...He doesn't mean the entire building, does he?! And as if he read my thoughts, he nodded. "Yep. Alll 22 floors." How were they able to buy such a thing...

While riding the elevator up to the top floor, Swan told me that I'll have my own uniform and the plan to finally get back at Lucifer, and while I'll fully cooperate, there's still one person on my mind. "Tyrone..." I mumble to myself. His girlfriend...the one girl that he loved so much is suffering, I'm sure, in jail right now for a crime she wasn't truly behind. Th...This might crazy, I'm sure it will, but...but...!

"Guys, I think we should...I think we should get Sylvia out of jail!"

All three fell silent.

Even Ren dropped his smile and turned away from me to the window.

"You don't think we haven't been trying?" Ren said in a dreary voice. Swan continued.

"We have money, but the bail for her was more than we have, so we had no real way to save her and prove her innocence, until you've come along. You've seen what kind of Pokemon Lucifer is: fits his name sake, at least."

"Most of us can't work for shit."

"Speak for yourself, Edgar! I am a well mannered and proper man." Swan yelled.

"You mean Pokemon."

"Whatever..."

"But we do have some skills. I've learned to count cards and can pretty much gamble better than over 80% of the people and Pokemon that do. Swan here can swoon a woman out of her panties in a matter of hours."

"While I'm not the kind of man to kiss and tell-"

"Pokemon. But all that skill and charm mostly works on what you humans call 'Sugar Mamas'."

"Phhhhhhpht!" Sugar mamas?! Hard to believe that made me smile and chuckle a little bit.

"..."He gave Edgar another glare, coupled with a twitching eye.

"And believe it or not, this sorry excuse of a Raikou can hold up a job as a dealer. Can't even count the number of men and women he's made broke."

Ren looked at me with a proud smile and his chest puffed out.

Maybe I can ask these guys for lessons later!

"And all that money has been going to her bail. Soon enough...Soon enough..."Edgar sounded so deep in thought.

These guys sure as hell don't seem like the villainous type.

"Umm, so how much is bail, anyway?"

"666,666." Swan told me with a deadpanned look. I gave the same expression, while also mentally screaming inside: and why do I have a feeling that the duo of triple sixes is NOT a coincidence? "...Which is not a problem for us. Normally."

"Normally?"

"Yes, because, well, our parents have decided that we are irresponsible with our money and afraid we'll gamble it all off: so therefore, we have to earn money ourselves. We currently have a few hundred thousand, but not enough just yet."

"*sigh*" That's no good...and I have high doubts their parents will lend enough, too.

"But let us not fret about that, yet...Ren! Bring him his jacket!"

"Right!"

Speaking of their jackets, I never really took the time to give it a good look: black, leathery, and with the symbols of fire, water, and electricity on the back that's so amazing, it puts professional graffiti to shame. Hah hah, too bad there's not a symbol for the "human" type! He came running back.

"Here ya go!"

"Woah..." Just holding it in my hands feels like a dream: I mean, I still feel bad for going behind my Dad's back and joining a gang, but for the sake of Tyrone and everyone that was hurt, I want to. Maybe this time, I'll let Dad give me a verbal slashing, when I tell him after this is all over... I threw it on: a little big, yeah, but putting it on makes me feel like...a different person!

"Lookin' gooood!" Ren smacked my back, while Swan and Edgar looked at each other, smiling while nodding their heads. "Now! Come over here!" I followed the three to four armchairs facing each other and a mini round table in the middle. In the back was a huge window, with the view of the city: I couldn't help but stare, until they snapped me out of it.

"So..." Edgar began. "It wouldn't be wise to confront this one in the public eye: it would cause far too much trouble. We will get him in a quiet place, and make him admit to the wrong he's done. Most of the boys that attend your school were also victim to him, through their girlfriends. And because your good friend was also hurt, I believe he would make a nice addition, too."

"Tyrone...?" Would Tyrone...ever join a gang?

"Yes. And while we are it, we will also force him to help pay for Sylvia's bail, and then altogether, we will reveal to the school the kind of sickly monster he is. But to get him in the first place...that's where you come in."

"! M-Me?"

Swan nodded his head. "Precisely. Lucifer became, or rather, gave the illusion of, a close friend of yours. Surely, he will not suspect a thing when you and your friend, if he concedes, try to bring him, say...here."

"Yeah, well..." After that confrontation, I have very high doubts it can work out that easily. But, as part of his act, he'll easily forgive me, right? "...Never mind. I'll do it."

*RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIII*

Gah, my phone nearly scared the shit out of me! It's Tyrone calling! I get up and walk over to the counter. "Sorry guys, I want to take this call." I answer. "Hey, Tyrone. "

"H-Hello, Al! A-Are you alright?! Where are you right now? You are not hurt, are you?" His voice was full of panic.

"E-Easy, easy! They just wanted to talk to me, and I'm in Gamble City."

"Th...That's quite a trip..."

"Yeah, but more importantly, you would not even believe what I've heard..." I turned towards them, wondering if it was okay to tell him right now. All three of them nodded. I nodded back. "See, Tyrone, Lucifer..." As I told him the whole story, nothing but the constant sighs of disbelief rang into my ear. I can only imagine the type of expression on his face right now. Even my voice cracked a few times.

"I...I see. It's...quite a lot to take in right now, I..."

"So, I, rather, we were wondering...if you wanted to join, and help to get back at him. Of course, you-"

"Yes."

"!" He said it so bluntly, it took me by surprise. "A...Are you sure?"

"I must apologize to Sylvia; to apologize for misunderstanding everything. I...I will you help you all." I smiled.

"Thanks, man. We really appreciate it." "

"But please, wherever you are, come back to school! It is over, and your father is-"

"ALAN?!"

"Ah!"

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T-That voice...it can be none other than... "S-S-Son, where are you!? Don't tell me you left your old man and ran away with a woman!"

"What? No! I-I'm with some, uh...friends in Gamble City!"

"Ga-Ga-Ga-Ga-Gamble CITY?! Why are you all the way out there?!"

"U-Uh, w-well, to-"

"TO GET A LOTTA BITCHES!" Ren yelled in the phone. Ahh, what the hell is he doing?!

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

"Who was that?! And to get a lotta WHAT?!"

"H-Hah hah, hah hah! Just my friend acting retarded! Don't worry about it!"

"Well you just stay right there! Imma coming! Come on, Tyrone!" I gulped. If he comes here, then...! But then again, I don't think he'll come here for re-

*SLAM*

"SON?!"

"AHH?!" H-H-H-How did he?! And Tyrone, too, but, how...*sigh* Forget it. It's literally impossible to understand this man...

Running past the guys he scooped me up and gave me a Beartic hug that would put an actual Beartic's to shame!

"Ohhh, my baby boy! Don't you ever scare me like that! I'm so happy I had that "in-case-of-the-greatest-of-emergencies-remote-tracking-chip" implanted into you when you were seven and you ran away from your mother and I!" He squeezed me so hard I thought I was actually going to squeak like a bath toy!

...Wait, WHAT IMPLANT?!

"Dude, talk about over protective." Ren said.

"Huh, and I though uncle Ho-oh was super protective of us." Edgar continued.

Swan said "He sure is a very well muscled fellow. Maybe we can get him to pole dance for us."

"..."

Everyone in the room (me included) just looked at him. He was flustered and quickly added,"To help us earn more money! TO HELP US EARN MONEY!"

"Yeah and I want to be raped by a bunch of female Frillish..." Ren mumbled with a deadpanned expression.

"YOU!"

Dad put me down and ran up to the guys with a rage in his eyes I've never seen before. He looked rabid and hungry for blood!

"WHAT WERE BOYS GONNA DO TO MY BUNDLE OF JOY?! IF YOU THINK I'M JUST GONNA LET THAT HAPPEN THEN YOU BETTER PRAY TO ARECUS BECAUSE I'LL SHOW YOU A HELL EVEN GIRATINA WOULD FEAR!"

All three of them looked so...weak! They all cowarded before Dad like he meant what he said, and by the look of his face, he meant every word!

"Dad, hold on! Just wait a second!"

Tyrone stepped between him and the guys and said "Alan is right, sir! Please allow us to explain and I promise things will begin to make sense."

Dad was huffing and puffing but when he looked me in the eyes he calmed down. He took a deep breath and sighed.

"Alright...But I want EVERY piece of detail. I don't care how dirty you think it might be, just tell me. You're my son and I love you no matter what." Then he turned to the guys who were backed away. "And I'm sorry I just yelled at you boys, but I love my boy to death."

Ren spoke up "W-we understand s-sir!"

...Maybe I should be careful with Dad from now on...

"Well, you know Lucifer?"

"Yes, your boyfriend."

"! No! NO NO NO NO NO! He is not my boyfriend!"

"But I could tell you two had sex."

"! H-How?!"

"I had the same look on my and your mother's face when we first made love. Fulfilled and VERY satisfied!"

"GOD, I DON'T NEED TO HEAR THIS!" I covered my ears and tried to kill the image in my brain!

This is going be a cluster fuck of an explanation!

"LOOK, just...never mind that, and let me explain! See, I, well, um...as you can see by this jacket..." Dad looked everything but happy when he saw it.

"Son...why?! I thought you would never join a gang!"

"Well under normal circumstances, no! But...But that Lucifer, h-he, he..." I stomped my foot. "He hurt us all, Dad...! Tyrone, these three, and me!"

"Hurt you...?! But I thought he was your friend!"

"I thought so, too, Dad! But he...he was just playing us for a fool! So please..." I gripped his shirt, and looked up to him. "Please let me do this! I, I know it's wrong to break a promise, no matter what, but what he did is unforgivable!" I bit down on my lip. "...You can give me the verbal lashing this time." Ren put slapped his hand on his shoulder.

"Pops, we'll take care of this kid here! Promise! Right now, he has some friends to help out, and one to save!"

"...O...Okay. Anyone who causes grief to my son and his friends is someone I certainly have no concern for!" He gripped both of my shoulders. "Go get 'im, boy! And maybe then I'll treat you all to eat, hah hah hah!"

"Dad!" Like a happy little child, I gave him a hug, then quickly backed away before someone had anything smart to say. I turned back to everyone. "Crew!" And gripped both of my fists. "Let's...Let's get this plan in action! We'll put that stupid rabbit in his rightful place! Ohhhh!" Everyone threw their fists in the air.

"Ohhh!"

It's the next day, and, to my honest surprise, Lucifer showed up. Sitting next to him is the most uncomfortable thing ever. I'm trying my hardest not to plunge a fist into his face, and because there's a substitute teacher today, there's no work and Tyrone can sit next to me as well. He whispered in my ear, "I think now would be the time to execute this plan."

"Right..." I really don't. I really don't want to talk to this man. But sometimes, you have to do things you don't want to do... "L...Lucifer."

"..." He didn't say anything, but rather, darted his eye in my direction. Resist to punch...resist to punch...

"I...I feel bad for fighting with you, so...so Tyrone and I want to take you to Gamble City!"

"...!" There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but that quickly faded. "...Sure. If that's what you wish..." He turned around and, who knows how long's it been, ...smiled. "Big Boy." Something about it...threw me off, and it cooled me down a little when I saw, it but I reminded myself: it's an act. It's all just an act...

School eventually ended and Dad was waiting outside for us: he was willing to drive us all the way out there. "In the car, boys!" He chirped loudly. Rolling my eyes, I got in the front seat, while those two got in the back. As soon as Dad turned his face away from there, there was a look on serious anger on his face. I can understand it very well, but I tapped on his arm, whispering that everything's going to be alright.

With the exception of Dad and I talking sometimes and Tyrone chuckling slightly at the stupid things he said and my reactions to it and the radio, the few hours long car ride was silent. I was practically shaking in my seat, I'm so anxious: we're gonna land the prey in its trap!

Dad dropped us off at the building, saying that he was going to indulge in the party life of this city while we do our thing. As we got into the elevator, he coldly stated, "This certainly doesn't look like a casino. This looks boring, go back down."

"Oh trust me, the REAL party's upstairs!" I say, the elevator door opening up, and there, my fellow three crew members await. The shocked look on his face was all but perfect. "...And you're the guest of honor!"


...Yes, we dare to the unspeakable action of a cliffhanger! But don't worry, chapter 9 shouldn't be too far, far away. Hope you guys liked this chapter. Bye!