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Level Two: Escort mission

Tucker sat quietly on the park bench inspecting the "people" as they made their day-to-day in this bizarre game land, each one with a certain pattern they follow to heart, such as kids playing basketball in the courtyard, though repeating the same movements over and over again making their game monotonous and without a winner, busty women could be seen jogging around the park for what seemed to be hours dressed in booty shorts and tops that left nothing to the imagination, not a drop sweat or a hint of tiredness on their faces.

Entire families sat on the grass enjoying a picnic were scattered around the park, the details were astonishing but on closer inspection, Tucker could see the disturbing particulars such as the same man having a picnic with his family while at the same time, an identical man was jogging around the park or sitting by the water fountain reading a book. One thing that Tucker quickly notice and would have gone unseen by the layman was the lack of imagination on the creator's part such as reusing the same character model over and over with different skin colors or hairstyles though these came in limited numbers.

"What the hell happened last night?"- Tucker muttered to himself. "Did I pick the wrong choice? "- he continued wondering if things would have been different had he refused to help Sam Manson. Many games came with different routes according to the player's decisions, making Tucker question what kind of outcome would have taken place had not helped.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Tucker opted to continue playing until he could find a way to hack the game though that was easier said than done as it was just like trying to hack the real world, much harder without any ghost powers. His greatest means of escaping was through Danny who was most likely already conjuring a way to free him from this trap. It would be hard for Tucker to see Sam directly in the eyes after watching her get plowed by Dash Baxter.

Tucker mounted his bicycle and headed over to the nearest mission icon not bothering to respect traffic laws, hardly anyone cared that he skipped a red light or knocked down a pedestrian as long as he didn't "kill" anyone. A truck suddenly came out from around the corner which forced Tucker to turn to his left more out of instinct than anything else, he didn't have the intention of pushing his luck and finding out if there was a permadeath in the game.

(XXXX)

"Mother fucker!"- Tucker screamed at the top of his lungs as his bicycle went down a hill.

It wasn't the first time that Tucker went down a steep hill on his bicycle as he had done so on numerous occasions when chasing after a ghost alongside his friends, but the suddenness took him by surprise. Nevertheless, the geek quickly took control of his transport just in time to leap into the highway, his eyes wide in utter terror as he started paddling as hard as he could while trying to avoid the incoming traffic.

"Collect all thirty thongs before reaching the end of the highway"- Tucker read the floating text.

"Collect the what?"- The geek asked as he found himself glued to the bicycle. "Holy shit!"- He declared moments before dodging an oncoming car.

Left with no more options, Tucker continued pedaling against the traffic flow while doing his best to avoid being run over by the many cars heading his way. A large glowing pink orb with a thong inside was seen coming to him, forcing Tucker to dangerously moved across the lanes, all that was needed was for him to touch the item to collect them. The next three were easy to catch as they were quite close to one another, all he needed to do was calculate the time between cars, and could easily complete the challenge.

The minigame was rather basic according to Tucker who played similar games previously, though that was in the comfort of his living room, and watching the whole matter unfold through television while using a controller, perhaps with a soda and snack. The geek triumphantly clenched his fist upon collecting his twelve thong without getting hit once, his eyes set on the thirteen, he was almost halfway done.

"Move out of the way!"- A voice came from an incoming car that blared its horn.

"Fuck me sideways!"- Tucker yelled as he moves to the right narrowly avoiding the car.

His eyes set on the item as it passed by his side, this momentary distraction was enough for a trailer to blare its loud horn scaring Tucker who by instinct moved back to the original lane just in time to see a second car come out from behind the trailer. There was no time to dodge or break, the head-on collision was unavoidable. Tucker flipped in the air a couple of times before slamming on the ground, his bike still in one piece and moving.

The teen could see himself appear and disappear like in the old retro games, thankfully, there was no pain to be felt and his bike didn't seem damaged but saw with dread as three silhouettes of bicycles manifested in front of him, one with an X. Tucker cursed under his breath upon seeing that he only had two more chances before failing the challenge, he continued moving down the highway searching for the next item.

"I'm still playing, that means there's more than thirty thongs and there's no time limit. Best to take my time and avoid crashing again."- Tucker said to himself.

Traffic was slow and somewhat predictable, even so, was unbelievably dangerous but keeping a constant lookout for the collectible made things much harder, being inside the minigame was much harder than simply looking from a bird's eye view. Tucker collected two more items but miscalculated the third striking against a car once more blinking in and out of existence, just as he stops blinking saw a truck heading his way which made him sigh in defeat.

"Challenge failed. Leap into the highway from Vorhees Cliff on a bicycle or motorcycle to restart the challenge."- Tucker read the golden letters in the sky making him groan as he rolls over the grass.

"At least I'm not dead yet."- Tucker mutters as he got back on his feet. "Danny could have done this, hands down. How the fuck was I supposed to collect all the damn thongs and avoid getting run over? It would have been easy with a controller and a tv."- the teen continued as he had been completely sandbagged.

Despite having been hit two times by a car and then by a truck, Tucker wasn't physically hurt or tired, his health bar was still prim, even so, he sat down on a nearby bench and pulled out his tablet to see the closest objective. It was that he saw an exclamation mark over his contacts, there was a new one going under the name, Goth. Tucker still felt incredibly gross-out after recalling how his best friend was pumped by Dash Baxter.

"What's up, Tucker?"- Sam answered in a robotic voice.

"Sam? Did you get a new number?"- Tucker asked confused.

"Meet me in the alley."- the goth said before hanging up.

"What fucking alley, there's a million alleys around town!"- Tucker screamed but no one reacted to his outburst, people just kept on walking as if he didn't exist.

Just as he was about to pull out the table and try to find out where the "Goth" was located, saw a large green arrow hovering between two buildings just across the street making his new destination rather obvious. The teen rushed across the street and headed directly to the alley, it was dark and lonely but saw a strange-looking teen dressed in black with long spikes for hair leaning against a black van, in more normal circumstances, he would have never approached.

"You the boy? Sam's guy"- The muscular yet pale-looking teen asked once Tucker came closer enough, towering over the teenager.

"Yeah… I'm supposed to meet with her..."- The geeky teen replied trying to act tough.

"Welcome stranger, I got just what you need."- Sam Manson said while opening the van's door from the inside. "By the way, this is my friend, Spike."- she added taking a seat while Spike stood next to the door, both her legs wide open and showing her purple underwear.

It was then that a golden frame text appeared between Tucker and Sam. "Goth's support skill; Sam will sell you assassination tools such as blades and traps, she will also provide you with infiltration tools like lockpicks. Complete more missions to fully upgrade her skill."

Tucker sighed as he looked into the van, the walls have several shelves that kept a variety of blades in all sizes though once again shaped as a dildo which was starting to get on Tucker's nerves, a few clothing articles hang on the side that reminded Tucker of the time he tried to change his style for the gothic look. The maces and chain seemed most promising but were only part of the decoration. Sam waved her hand over the items on sale.

"The hell? A garrote? That looks like a G-String thong if I ever saw one."- Tucker muttered as he picked up the purple underwear from the selection.

After shaking his head for a moment, Tucker continued browsing the selection. There wasn't much to choose from aside from a combat knife, that was next to the "Garrote" followed by a pair of pom-poms that served as brass knuckles and a pink chain, he then notices a tiny arrow next to the colorful chain that allowed him to scroll down the options, it was quite game like but most disturbing to see happen before his eyes, the new choices were a leather flogger and a horsewhip that he could see his friend using in real life.

His attention then shifted to a strip of green condom wrappers that made him raise an eyebrow, yet upon further inspection saw that these were health items. The short description explained they were edible condoms that recovered ten points of lost health. Tucker didn't fancy eating condoms but if the game got harder, he might as well have some backup, it was much easier to have one or two at hand.

"So, what it'll be?"- Sam asked showing a toothy smile.

"I'll be taking these and a couple of this."- Tucker said pointing over to the combat knife, the flogger, the thong, and finally the condoms. "These are just pills… just pills."- the teen said knowing that receiving ten health points in a firefight could be the difference between life and death.

"Nice doing with ya… oh and this is on the house. For helping me out with Dash Baxter."- Sam said handing over a single-hand crossbow. Tucker's eyes illuminated at the sight of such a weapon, it was far from a gun but at least he could put some distance between himself and his target, on the other hand, he assumed that his enemies would start wielding such items.

"So, why did you sleep with Dash? I thought you two hated each other."- Tucker asked as all articles went into his inventory.

"Dash said he would lay off Danny if I gave him my virginity."- Sam replied, Tucker wasn't expecting an actual answer. "Don't tell Danny. I have to admit that popping my cherry with that monster dick was awesome. Shame that Danny's baby dick won't fit in there anymore."- Sam concluded as she winked and close the door reminding Tucker to call her if he needs anything else.

As the van left, Tucker recalled a single occasion when a pair of ghost vultures sent by Vlad made the school's shower wall invisible allowing everyone including to see Danny naked, though he was sure Danny was average size.

(XXXX)

Soon after the peculiar business interaction, Tucker peddled down the street following the mini-map to his next mission, a little more confident now that he was better prepared. His eyes set over the ever-so-popular Nasty Burger, a sight for sore eyes. The teen got off his bike and rushed through the door ignoring the restaurant's robotic mascot that welcomed him, the delicious smell of meat made his mouth drool like a starving door.

"Can I get you a double Nasty combo?"- The clerk asked almost in a robotic voice moments after Tucker ran to the counter.

"Yes! Please."- The teenager replied.

Ironically, this is how Tucker remembers the clerks taking orders back in the real world, monotonous and lifeless. Without giving it further thought the boy puts a five-dollar bill on the counter allowing the worker to pull a tray from underneath the counter as if he already had it prepared. Tucker drooled at the sight of the greasy hamburger but the moment he took it vanished from his hands leaving a +10hp behind, his eyes remained wide open as the flavor of the meat was what he missed the most of all things.

"Thank you!"- a very young girl said as she took a tray with her Happy Nasty, making Tucker feel a little jealous.

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he saw the girl walking further into the restaurant and reuniting with his friends next to a large stage where women in skimpy bikinis were dancing, their obscenely large breasts swaying side to side. The waitresses walked around in white tops, very small red booty shorts, and matching high heels with permanent smiles on their faces. Entire families could be seen enjoying an afternoon meal without so much as being fazed by the borderline naked girls around.

It was by the corner table that he saw Paulina and her satellite, Star, having lunch, both gorgeous as their real-world counterparts, long black hair crowned Paulina's head who dressed in a tight pair of pink yoga pants and an equally tight blue blouse. Star, on the other hand, sported long shiny blonde hair, a white blouse, and blue jeans, unlike their real-world counterparts they seemed far more athletic than what Tucker remembered, their legs thick and strong though their breast were of a modest size yet perfectly formed.

"Hey there Tucker"- Paulina said with her sexy Latin accent. "Sit over here."- the girl invited as she patted the spot next to her.

As impressive as the girls were, Tucker's attention was placed on the juicy hamburger on the table. It was beyond words but he knew there was no point in trying to take it as it was part of the scenery or in the best case would vanish giving him some health points. The geek looks over to Star who leans back on the padded chair while taking a sip from her cold drink before looking over to Paulina, an idea came across Tucker's head, and stared directly at her rack wondering if she would complain or have the same reaction as Sam.

Just a few days ago, Tucker would have considered being invited to sit next to Paulina in a public place a dream come true, the highest point in his life. He was more than sure that Danny would be green with jealousy if he ever found out, though now he wasn't that excited anymore, even as he glued his eyes over the girls' breasts that didn't fit their age or clothes. Their glares seemed much colder than before though that could be attributed to their more athletic build.

"So… what can I do you girls?"- Tucker asked surprised to see that he was still very nervous around the two cheerleaders as fake as they were.

"We got invited to a super rad party, but these mean-looking guys have been following us."- Paulina said with a soft, playful voice. "Can you walk us over there? Pretty please with sprinkles on top… make it worth your while."- the Latina added with puppy eyes.

Tucker decided to help seeing there was no point in refusing once the mission log had appeared tasking him with escorting the girls to the Regal hotel which he found odd but didn't feel like asking too many questions, as far as he knew the only way out was by finishing the game or finding a way to crash the game. Paulina clasped her hands together thanking him as she explained about needing to acquire some items from a shop around the block before heading to the hotel, according to her it was a short walk from the shop.

(XXXX)

The trio found themselves walking down the street, Tucker watched his surroundings like a hawk yet noticed the girls following a few steps behind him which reminded him of how NPC followed the player around during missions, never too close or too far apart. Tucker always hated this kind of mission as they were often the most difficult mainly due to the NPC getting in the way, he knew there would be enemies nearby and surely would pop out of nowhere but there wasn't a hint of their presence yet. As he waited for the two cheerleaders to catch up noticed their clothes were so tight, they might as well be painted over, he could also see the faint outline of strong abdominal muscles.

"Why do girls like them need an escort, I'm sure they can kick my ass any day."- Tucker said.

"Here we are!"- Paulina yelled out as she points to a particular store while jumping on her spot. Both girls shrieked playfully as they run into the store.

"I swear I'm not a slut…"- Tucker read the store's sign out loud which made him giggle as he followed.

As expected, the store was filled with girls dressed in skimpy clothes that left little to the imagination, some were hardly taller than Tucker himself while others were of questionable ages, though by now was hardly impressed anymore, yet couldn't take his eyes off any of the girls, he tried to compliment a few whiles asking them out more out of habit but only got a giggle. The cashiers and retailers were all blonde women with large breasts that screamed bimbos, though no complaints were coming from Tucker in that regard.

His attention was then drawn to the two cheerleaders heading over to the dressing rooms holding a pile of clothes that materialized out of thin air, it took them less than a second to change making him gasp as they came out wearing sexy bikinis that were more like string than swimwear, Paulina chose a V-shape bikini with fake jewels attached, while Star came out in a pink thong and pasties on her nipples. The new outfits showed their athletic bodies that had been shaped to perfection, though Tucker felt quite jealous of their tight and well-marked abs.

"So? Don't we look great in these?"- Paulina asked as she slowly twirls.

"You look awesome," Tucker replied as both girls walked over to the cashier. "If I play my cards right, I'm gonna thunderclap these bitches."- Tucker already envisioning himself having a threesome with the cheerleaders. This time he would make sure to make the right decision.

(XXXXXX)

The boy darted his eyes all over the street as they exited the store, though not in search of potential enemies that might try to ambush them but in fear someone would call them out as the girls decided to wear their new outfits, it was quite a sight, to say the least. Two beautiful fourteen-year-old girls wearing erotic lingerie and stiletto high heels in public would have caused outrage, police might even be called in and their parents summoned, but no one even bats an eye at them.

"Maybe it's like with the skin mods, the NPCs don't see anything wrong, for them this is completely normal."- Tucker said as he scanned his GPS map.

"It's a straight line down this alleyway."- Paulina uttered making her bodyguard look up, the Regal hotel was in full view.

"Of course, we're taking the dark and scary alleyway."- Tucker said sarcastically as the two girls walked in front of him.

The alleyway was large enough to fit two car lanes and even a sidewalk despite the many dumpsters and garbage bags spread around, it told Tucker that he was walking into an arena, and a fight was sure to ensue, years of gaming gave him a keen eye for this kind of scenarios. It was then that he pulled out the new single-hand crossbow that Sam gifted him for beating the previous boss along with the flogger.

It was rather hard for Tucker to keep a constant lookout for an ambush as his eyes constantly fell on the girls' bubble butts, the way they move from side to side was rather hypnotic and most alluring it took a great deal of willpower not to drop his pants and jerk off on the spot. The sound of an iron curtain suddenly lifting pulls his attention away from the girls as dozens of Cucketeers rush out brandishing their iconic bats, the girls moved behind Tucker who held his weapon tightly.

Fear was still present but knew these boys were weak and easy to beat, the classic low-level enemies common in all video games but was well aware that numbers can overwhelm even the strongest. Tucker aimed his crossbow and took down the middle enemy with a single shot, it took a full second for the crossbow to fully reload, but the geek didn't mind too much as his weapon was a one-hitter.

"That's the best you can do!?"- Tucker taunted as he killed three more enemies.

"You're the best!"- Paulina exclaimed.

The teen turned over to her with a large toothy as he flexes his left arm showing his twig-like arm yet feeling like the biggest macho man in town, upon looking back saw a pipe coming his way, there was no time to dodge. Tucker fell to the ground without feeling any sort of pain as the metal tube connected with his jaw, had it been in the real world, it would have meant a broken jaw and a trip to the nearest hospital, but soon enough there were a dozen Cucketeers on top of him kicking and punches, the boy watched as his health bar slowly decreased despite putting his arms up front blocking all of the attacks.

This is what Tucker feared the most being cornered by the gang boys, their attacks were weaker than before, nevertheless, his health was still decreasing. Tucker wanted to strike back but that would mean letting go of his blocking stance and taking in the full brunt of the kicks, certain death for sure. There was the off chance that he would revive at the nearest hospital, but he didn't want to test that out, the Cucketeers didn't let him get up.

Tucker's eyes opened in utter shock as several boys were suddenly and most unexpectedly sent flying away by Star who had done an unbelievable flying kick just like in the old karate movie, the geek watched in utter amazement as Star flew twenty meters in a straight line taking down several more teens along the way before landing perfectly on her two feet. Tucker broke out of his stupor and began swinging his flogger, each attack managed to take down a gang boy. The sound of a metal curtain opening drew his attention as little more than twenty boys walked out from a garage.

"You broke my heart, so, I'll break your neck!"- the leading Cucketeer yelled out to no one in particular, most likely being a war cry of some sort.

Tucker didn't waste any time and began firing his crossbow as fast as he could allowing Star to return to her place behind Tucker. It was then that he saw Paulina rushing towards the gang, his eyes opened wide as his jaw nearly fell off his face upon seeing the Latina turning upside down while spreading her legs and going against all sense of logic began spinning around midair as she advances forwards while yelling, "Flying Bird Kick."

At least a dozen gang boys were savagely struck by the strange method of attack sending them against the wall or directly to the floor. Puddles of blood formed underneath each one despite not being cut, Tucker didn't waste any time as he walked over the floating wads of cash before rushing back to the fight. Despite the unbelievable and most amazing introductory attacks, the girls made their way behind Tucker only attacking whoever came too close.

Paulina and Star run around with their arms bent upwards reminding Tucker of a very stereotypical girly way of running, but whenever forced to engage they came up with a unique way of fighting that consisted of scratching their opponents' faces, followed by kicks that seemed to belong to a dance routine more than in a fight, pulling hair seemed to be the final manner of attack both cheerleaders had.

"Protect the girls, if they were to break a nail or scratch their stockings, it will result in an instant failure."- the floating text instructed Tucker who continued the onslaught with his crossbow.

The hotel was in sight and the gang members' numbers had been greatly reduced thanks to their low health bars and Tucker's mighty new weapon, it also helped greatly that the cheerleaders stayed close behind, often heaving for air. The geek watched with wonder as both girls had "finishing" moves, Paulina pulled down a Cucketeer to the ground and crushed his head using her large bubble butt, instantly "killing" him. Star twerked her way around, sending her attackers flying away with each butt strike, Tucker couldn't stay behind and took down half a dozen boys with his crossbow wondering if he could unlock a finisher or a special attack like the two girls.

"Man, there ain't no way I'm going to be crushing heads with my ass or twerking around… but I could do with bombs or something."- Tucker as he took a trio of boys with his flogger.

"Who's our hero? Who's our man? That's right… T.U.C.K.E.R! Tucker!"- the girls cheered as if they were in a football game.

Feeling empowered by the cheering chanting allowed the geek to lift a garbage can and tossed it over to a group of Cucketeers that piled up together, Tucker then desperately swung his flogger around like some demented dominatrix bringing down the gang numbers, a grin formed as he saw the last gang member running away whom he took down with a well-aimed bolt to the back. It was a clear victory, both cheerleaders jumped while cheering.

"That's right! I'm the man."- Tucker yelled as he flexed his arms.

"You're so strong and brave"- Paulina added.

It was then that both girls hugged Tucker by the sides pressing their breasts against him, their hands working their way down his belly and directly to his crotch making him feel like a movie hero, two hot girls by his side and surrounded by dead enemies. Surely, poster material, both girls broke the embrace and continue their march forward though Tucker could now fully enjoy watching their bubble butts to his heart's content.

(XXXX)

Within a few minutes, Tucker was standing in front of an enormous hotel, it was at least five-story high and surrounded by a large fence. The girls walked as if they were in their own house straight to the backside of the hotel where the pool was located, Tucker was flabbergasted as he looked beyond the iron fence directly to an orgy that was taking place around the pool. Both his charges walked into the pool area smiling and waving their hands soon to be hugging and kissing with random boys.

"STAR!"- A boyish voice yelled from behind stopping Tucker from advancing, the boss fight was about to start. "How could you leave me."- the gang leader said as Tucker turn around.

Standing menacingly was a hulking mass of muscles, a towering two-meter football player dressed in a militarized version of Amity Park's uniform, the shoulder pads were made of steel instead of hard plastic, and a roman style shield hung to his side. Tucker still had a hard time believing someone would cheat on someone like him, it was then that the gang leader put on a helmet, Tucker cringe as there was a purple dildo on top but his eyes focused on the massive mace that the leader pulled out from behind. Two teens dressed in the strangest wanna-be armor that Tucker had ever seen join the gang leader, both wore chest pads typical of the umpire in baseball, shin guards, and a helmet that resembled a gland, both were armed with spears that followed the same phallic theme and a shield that was shaped in the form of a butt making Tucker cringed at the sight.

"OMG! It's you!"- Star said while gasping, the leader smile triumphantly. "Who the fuck are you?"- the blonde girl asked putting her hands on her wide hips.

"How could you forget about me!?"- The gang boy replied.

It was then that a golden frame appeared in front of Tucker, something that he was expecting. "Cuckold captain, this is the result of a failed date with Star who end up sucking another boy's dick in the restaurant's bathroom, Star mocked the captain after being confronted about and leading the blondie to leave with two boys from the football team whom she bragged about milking all night."-

"Can you leave me out of this drama."- Tucker said most annoyed as he saw Star heading back to the pool.

"Prepare to die!"- a boyish voice threatens from behind.

"Why me!?"- Tucker exclaimed upon seeing the trio of boys walking up to him. "Fight or run away"- the geek the two option boxes in front of him. The choice was obvious, he couldn't just walk away and leave the girls to the mercy of these maniacs.

The first guard slowly walked towards Tucker who had a surprisingly easy time dodging his spear attacks as these were slow and predictable, nevertheless was more than sure that a single hit would be game over or at least cause him a great deal of damage hence forcing the teen to rely on the crossbow which took a hefty chunk of health points from his enemies but the shield in itself was impenetrable as the bolts bounced off forcing Tucker to move around the Guards and their Captain, keeping a safe distance was key to victory.

A sudden stream of loud and lustful moaning drew Tucker's attention toward the pool where he saw an orgy taking place making his jaw nearly fall off his face as dozens of girls of different colors and sizes were having hot sex under the sun. Their young athletic and erotic bodies bounced on men, while none of the hotel guests or staff members seemed to mind in the least, Tucker could feel a tent pitching in his pants as he looked at his wet dream taking place.

Paulina was flat on her back over the floor, both legs spread wide apart as an unnamed man was busy pumping her like there was no tomorrow. Star on her side was clinging to a man whom she was French kissing, a thick finger shoving into her asshole both already making love on the spot, Tucker gulped down as he tried to get a better look but was suddenly lifted by the neck, his eyes looking directly at the furious expression the cuckold captain held.

"Fucking bitch! I love you!"- The cuckold captain yelled while squeezing Tucker's throat. The teen fired a bolt directly into his eye forcing the massive wannabe player to let go.

"You went on a one… single… fucking date"- Tucker yelled as he fired another bolt. "Fucking simp." He added while seeing that he was running low on bolts.

Without wasting a single second was that Tucker rushed towards the nearest guard who had the lowest health, swinging his flogger hard across his face with all his might, the bar was instantly gone. Only then did the second guard react, but it was too late as Tucker struck his face leaving him with only a small portion of health points. It took one more hit to bring the guard down. His eyes settled over the leader who moved forward protected by the large shield.

"So much for elites."- Tucker mocked finding himself still fresh, he expected to be out of breath and covered in sweat at this point but noticed his health had gone down by half during the fight, and with much hesitation ate some of the edible condoms restoring a good portion.

On the bright side, the mighty gang leader was also running on low health but hidden behind his invincible shield which made a direct attack impossible. Tucker flinched for a second as the teen approached, the shield up front turning him into an impressive sight, it was then that the captain stopped both eyes glued over the orgy, despite his impressive physique found himself acting like a "virgin" schoolboy who just found out about porn.

Tucker didn't waste a single second as he ran behind the gangster and shot him twice in the back, which broke his trance and made him charge at the smaller teen narrowly missing him by an inch. The gang leader roared as he once more rushed over at Tucker using his shield as a battering ram but once more end up missing and crushing against the iron fence, his attention fell upon the orgy allowing for Tucker to slay with a single bolt to the head.

"Now to collect my fee," Tucker said rubbing his hands together as he walked over to the pool entrance.

"Turn around, this a private party."- A bulking man dressed in a suit said putting his hand in front of Tucker who watched confused.

"Come on dude! Didn't you see me fighting that jerk? I'm' with Paulina."- Tucker pleaded to the man who remained unflinching. "Hey, Paulina! Paulina! damn bitch!"- the teen added as he saw the girl was busy "attending" three guys at the same time.

"Turn around, this a private party."- the guard repeated his phrase.

With a loud groan was that Tucker rushed past the guard only to discover there was an invisible wall that prevented him from advancing, the guard remain in his position as if frozen only moving his head but once more repeated his words as if it were a catchphrase. No matter how hard Tucker tried, he couldn't move an inch further past the open entrance, the boy tossed his arms up high as he walked away, the words "mission accomplished" shining overhead, and money was added to his inventory.

"All that work for nothing!"- Tucker yelled most frustrated. Is phone began ringing.

"Thank you for the assist, Tuckey. Maybe next time we can have a private party."- The Latina teased before hanging up.

"Better call Sam for more ammo."- the boy said feeling a tent pitching up in his pants.

To be continued.