Paradise Eco

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Don't You Fake It

Chapter VII: Bad Romance

Grante sighed as she slammed her door closed, inside her warm household she could hear the soft whispers of Erol and her mother speaking. She slipped off her shoes and walked into the living space where her parents were speaking, Erol's face looked twisted with grief and anger while Montley's was glowing happily. When Montley noticed her, she jumped up and hugged her daughter.

"Grante! We just heard the news about you being Jr. Chancellor! I'm sooo proud of you honey, whoever thought a Cure could be a Chancellor!"

"But not a Kanna," Erol said standing, Grante looked at her father. He wore the Emrald Graud uniform with a gold slash over one shoulder showing he had some rank within his wife's army, his hair was cut shorter and he wore brown over the knee boots. Grante sighed as Erol shoved Montley aside to look at Grante. "A Kanna has never, and will never, be a Chancellor or any kinda of rank within the gorvement." Montley sighed.

"Erol the girl has lived with me forever, you just can't tell her that she can't be what we've been working towards since she could write."

"Well maybe you should've done your research." Erol said rolling his eyes.

"Maybe you should've known that before I-"

"Before you'd move to Kras City and became a rich little bitch?" Erol spat at Montley, who in turn stomped away from the red haired man. Grante sighed and took out her phone, she searched until she found a text message. Erol growled to himself and looked to his daughter. "What are you doing tonight?"

"Maybe hanging out with Jahen Praxis... why?" Grante said eyeing Erol, he shrugged and yawned.

"Just asking, it's a fatherly thing to do..." Erol looked at her. "Right?"

"I'm not a father, am I? Maybe you should ask Jak, Torn or Daxter?" Grante laughed going up the stairs. "Oh wait I forgot, you burned all the bridges a long time ago... opps right?"

"Go to your room Garnette." Erol hissed turning his back on Grante.

Eli woke to the sun shining through the curtains of the hotel, he rolled over and looked at the blue haired girl laying beside him. Her bright green eyes were already open and staring at him, she smiled and sat up.

"Good morning," She said yawning, she smirked at him. "Have a good sleep?"

"Very good," Eli said sitting up, he kissed her forehead. "And yourself?"

"Amazing!" She laughed. "Can you give me a ride back into town?"

"Yup," Eli said getting out of the bed. "Just get dressed, and I'll meet you downstairs..." The girl frowned when Eli couldn't remember her name, Eli sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "It's on the tip of my tounge... um...er... Cuzie?" The girl laughed and nodded.

"Yup," She said sneaking into the bathroom. Eli pulled his pants on and went downstairs, he sat out by his car and waited for the Cuzie to come down. When the hotel doors opened, Cuzie walked out wearing a short pink dress with tiny diamonds on the rim at the top. She lit up a smoke as she walked over to Eli and his car, Eli smirked and stood up from leaning on the car.

"Now what?" Eli asked as Cuzie walked around the car and sat in the front seat.

"You drive me back, fristers get it free." Cuzie winked. "I have other friends if you want... I'm meeting up with one and she a hottie... she also needs cash too, you in?" Eli nodded and got into the car. The drove into Forgotten City within two minutes and Cuzie waved down her white haired friend. Eli stood up on the seat as Cuzie got closer, she ran up to her friend and hugged her. The white haired girl had a bright blue flower in her hair and wore black booty shors, a black baggy t-shirt, a blue stud belt and dark brown boots. Her bright green eyes looked right to Eli as she walked up to the car.

"Hello's what's your name?" The girl asked.

"Elijah Mar, and yours?"

"Everyone around here calls me the Desert Flower," She smirked and looked at Cuzie. "But you can call me Sabine."

Vice rubbed her arms as she walked towards her tent, she knew once inside she could sleep a little before Seth came back from whatever he was doing. She pushed the sheet back to find Seth sitting on the ground holding his gun, she gave a small wave as he stood.

"'ello Seth, what are ya doin'?" Vice asked as Seth slug his gun over his shoulder. "Escaping this place... you can stay if want." Vice blinked at the brunette.

"Are ya kinding? Take me wit ya!" Vice shouted, she grabbed her jacket and pulled it on. Which was followed by her guns and keys to her car, which was located near the base of the mountain close to where she was attacked. Seth pushed the sheet back and stepped out into the crisp air, behind him Vice put on her wool scarf and started to walk ahead of him. Seth sighed and followed behind the girl; out of the cornor of his eye he saw the boy from Frozen Palace Temple. Seth stopped and changed directions, he started following the green haired dreded boy. The boy passed by many people who either shyed away from him or stopped to stare, other would bow in a low manner almost touching the ground with their noses.

The boy stopped and turned, Seth stopped right in his tracks when he turned. The boy chuckled and crossed his arms. "Seth Mar, can you be anymore sneaky?"

"Um... I tried?" Seth said shrugging, the boy walked up to him and shook his hand.

"I'm Slade Vice-" Slade was cut off by a bullet grazing his face, both males turned down the alleyway. All the people now were ducking in cover, but no one was screaming. They all just stared at the girl standing at the end of the alley way, her eyes blazing and her guns smoking. Her breath was streaming out of her mouth heavily; Slade laughed and walked up to Vice with open arms.

"Little sis, what's up Glamour?" Vice fired again, this time aimming for his foot; Slade chuckled. "Still bitter sweet, eh? How's dad doing?" Vice reloaded her gun and pointed only one at him, Slade stopped as Seth stepped up behind him.

"So Seth ya are a tratior afterall."

"What?" Seth said stepping up closer.

"Slade is my step brother, after Triban died my father married his mother!"

"Then your dad killed my mom after he though she had the virus, even though his own daughter had it. Blah, blah, we all know the story... can we please move on?" Slade said yawning. "I have a meeting with Artimus about how I get control of the army." Vice's eyes widened.

"Tha army belongs to my family, ma blood family! Not ya!" Vice screamed, Slade walked forward and pulled out his own gun.

"You didn't let me finish," He growled shooting Vice in the leg, Vice fired one shot into air as she fell to the ground. Slade grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up, he wrapped one arm around her waist and dragged towards the hut. "Come on Glamour, let's talk about your fate and how world is about to end by my hands." Slade passed by Seth, he stopped and smirked. "You're gonna wanna hear about this one Seth, believe me."

TBC...