Chapter 5: Outsider and Friend. (4/4)
All that he heard was the muffled sound of the shot that came from his Mark 23. Accompanied by confusion since he didn't feel any bullet hitting him.
It took less than a second for Fox Boy to realize the naked and bruised girl that was standing in front of him. Just shot the long haired man whose arm he broke.
For a second... For a second, Fox Boy genuinely thought that it was someone else standing in front of him. She died, I saw her die. He reminded himself. Misery, Wolfgang, Nicola and Bart... All that he could do was look down at the memory of them.
"Who the hell are you?!" However, he moved his head back up as the girl with short hair aimed the Mark 23 at him. Her hands were shaking and she seemed to be crying, there was also some blood on her lips.
He stood up. "Are you one of Jordan's friends?" Everything indicated that, but he decided to confirm.
The girl widened her eyes in response. "Jordan?" She asked him. "Is he here too?"
"He is currently sitting inside a car with my friend, Jesse." Fox Boy had a very happy tone when he said that. "We are helping him rescue his friends from the Rattlers." He explained to her. "So, are you?"
"Yes-" She confirmed before spitting something into the floor. "My name is Mel."
"Hi Mel." He waved happily at her. "I'm Fox Boy."
"Fox Boy?" She made a strange looking face as he looked him up and down after he introduced himself.
Fox Boy moved his head down and ended up staring at Mel's naked body. "Aren't you cold?" He decided to ask since that room wasn't exactly warm.
Mel widened her eyes and looked down, covering herself almost immediately afterwards. "T-turn around!" She ordered him.
Fox Boy did without question.
"Okay, who are you exactly and how do you know Jordan?" Mel asked him.
"I'm Fox Boy." He introduced himself again, not really understanding why she asked him the same question. "Jordan invaded the house that we were staying and tried to silently take me down from behind while I was drinking tap water, but my friend Dina came into the room before he could, so I disarmed him, dislocated his shoulder with a hammerlock and elbowed him in the back of the head." Then he gave her a detailed version of how he met Jordan.
"You what?!" Mel seemed surprised.
"I disarmed him, dislocated his shoulder with a Hammerlock and elbowed the back of his head." Fox Boy repeated what he just said.
"Wait, what the hell?!" Mel didn't seem to understand. "What about Leah?"
"Maria shot her after they tried to take our car and then my friend Ellie stabbed her." Fox Boy replied.
"What!?" Mel seemed to be in shock. "Did you assholes kill her?"
"No, I managed to remove the bullet and suture her arm." It wasn't easy but he was able to close her wounds properly. "She will need some antibiotics soon though."
"Fuck..." The girl cursed. After a minute or two, she said. "Turn around."
Fox Boy obeyed and saw that she was fully dressed now, wearing a pair of dark brown jeans, blue hiking boots, a baggy T-shirt and a baggy leather jacket.
"Okay, why the hell are you helping us if Jordan did all of that shit?" Mel asked as she pointed the Mark 23 at Fox Boy.
"Because he asked." He responded.
Mel made a confused face. "What are y-" Before she could continue to speak, the two of them heard noises coming from outside. "Shit, they're back." Immediately, she aimed the Mark 23 towards the door.
Fox Boy tilted his head a bit to the left and asked. "Who is back?"
Mel slowly approached the window. "The rest of them." She slowly opened the curtains and checked the outside.
Fox Boy slowly moved forward and stood next to her and also took a look outside. Only to realize that a large military vehicle just parked in the parking lot. And a considerable group of Rattlers came out of it. But to Fox Boy's surprise. Jesse and Jordan also came out of the truck.
"Oh no, they got them." Fox Boy commented in a low voice.
"That's your friend?" She asked as both Jordan and Jesse were outside with their hands up.
"Yes." Fox Boy confirmed as he removed the red parka as he doubted that he would be able to fool so many people. "Could you please give me back my handgun?" He requested.
Mel simply stared at him with a somewhat doubtful face. But then she sighed and handed him back the gun. "We gotta help them." Then she moved towards the Rattler that Fox Boy threw his knife at and grabbed his FN FNP from the floor.
"They don't know about our presence yet, so we still have the element of surprise." That was an advantage. "But they might eventually come here to check on the individuals that we just killed."
"Yeah..." She looked at the corpses on the floor. "Umm... Thanks..." Then she thanked Fox Boy.
"You are welcome." Fox Boy replied. "I find forced intercourse repugnant." He really did, he has watched the Faceless have a considerable amount of forced intercourse with women at times. But it was nothing compared to the forced intercourse that Ghost Head had with men.
"Forced intercourse?" She once again stared at the corpses. Before she covered her mouth and rushed towards the bathroom. Where she got to her knees and opened the toilet seat. Only to begin to vomit.
Fox Boy tilted his head once again. A bit confused about why she was vomiting. But then he moved his head to the corpse that was sitting on the floor and leaning on the wall beside the corpse of the tattooed man. Wasting no time, he approached and proceeded to grab his knife, which was lunged in his chest.
Unfortunately, the moment he pulled the Fairbairn- Sykes fighting knife off the Rattler. The knife broke, with the grip separating itself from the blade. "Ohh..." With Fox Boy grunting in deep disappointment. Despite the fact that it was bound to happen since those knives were infamous for having poor durability. But now he was in a deep disadvantage since a knife was the best option for silent kills.
After dropping the now broken knife on the floor, he proceeded to move towards the bathroom, where Mel was vomiting in a dirty toilet. "Are you sick or are you pregnant?" Fox Boy decided to ask. Despite being sick being the most obvious answer, there was just something about her that indicated the latter.
She coughed a bit, before moving his head to look at him. "I think I'm pregnant." Mel confirmed.
"Oh," He was right. "Seven weeks."
Mel made a confused look. "How do you know?" She asked him a way that indicated that he was right.
"You remind me of someone that was very special to me, and you looked just like her when she was seven weeks pregnant." He remembers all the times that he and Misery bathed together, and how her body looked when she was pregnant. Mel's body looked similar to hers, which was how Fox Boy was able to tell.
"I'm not sure yet, but yeah..." Mel seemed unsure. "If I am, it's probably seven weeks." Then she closed her eyes and grinded her teeth. "Fucking fuck..." For some reason, she began to hit the toiled with the bottom of her fist.
"FUCK YOU!" Suddenly, they heard Jordan's voice from outside. "AAAAHHH!" Followed by a scream.
"Shit..." Mel stood up and nearly fell on the floor, only for Fox Boy to catch her. "Dammit..." She seemed to be a little light-headed.
"You better sit down." Fox Boy suggested.
"I..." Mel tried to speak. "I..." But the words didn't come out. "I..." Instead, tears came out of her eyes instead and she began to cry.
Fox Boy didn't know what to do. He always thought that you were supposed to hug someone when they're sad, but Jesse told him to not do it when you barely know the person. However, Fox Boy wanted to hug her, so he gently wrapped his arms around her as the girl cried. Mel didn't push him away angrily like Jesse did, instead, she pressed her face on his duffle coat and began to cry harder.
It continued for two minutes, until Mel finally removed her face from her coat and wiped off the tears. "I'm sorry..." She apologized for some reason. "How the hell could this happen?"
"You and your friends got captured." He answered her question despite it being quite obvious.
Mel opened her eyes to say something else, but she was interrupted. "Ahhh!" By the sound of Jordan screaming once again.
"Shit... " She held the handgun up. "We got to help them."
Fox Boy moved his head to the right and slowly approached the window again. Slowly, he opened the curtains and realized that there was one of them standing a few steps away from the door. It was a muscular man with a buzz cut, wearing a field jacket in the color green.
"Come on." He was signalling someone to come at him while having both of his fists up.
The someone turned out to be Jordan, who tried to swing a haymaker at the Rattler with his uninjured arm. But they simply trapped Jordan's arm under his shoulder and began to throw multiple punches to his stomach, before receiving an uppercut that caused Jordan to fall on the floor right away.
Fox Boy could see the other Rattlers laughing at that, while Jesse just cringed in response to the beating that Jordan was receiving.
"This one is worthless with that busted arm." The Rattler that was beating Jordan spoke. "You guys take this one to Geralt, I'm gonna have some fun." He told the others as he cracked his knuckles.
"Fine," A Rattler that was pointing the Kimber Custom to Jesse's head spoke. "Come on, I wanna know how long are we going to stay in this shit hole." He told the others as he signalled them to move towards, what Fox Boy assumes, is the house next to the motel.
Another Rattler grabbed Jesse and forced him to stand, with Jesse having no other choice but to comply. The other Rattlers left to make their way to the house, and Fox Boy just watched until they were all out of sight.
"Now, it's just you and me, sugar cakes." The Rattler spoke as he grabbed Jordan by his coat and lifted him off the floor. "You know, I been brawling in the streets since I was a kid and I can tell, you got to be the biggest fucking wimp I ever beat the shit out of it." Jordan responded by spitting some blood on the guy's face. "That's the fucking spirit." The man commented before swinging a right hook into Jordan's face. Causing him to stumble backwards into the floor.
With both Jordan and the Rattler now each being on the opposite sides of the door frame. Fox Boy moved towards the door and opened.
"What?" With the Rattler being surprised as the masked boy stepped out of the room and stood in front of him. "Wh-" Before the Rattler could say anything, Fox Boy delivered a palm strike to his nose, with a loud crack being heard once the impact occurred. "Ah!" Causing him to stumble back while grabbing on to his now bleeding nose.
"Shit, Jordan." Mel rushed out of the room as well and immediately kneeled on the ground to check on her beat up friend.
"Fucking asshole!" The Rattler, whose nose was broken by the palm strike, tried to punch Fox Boy with a sloppy haymaker to his face. Only for Fox Boy to block the incoming attack with his left forearm while simultaneously delivering a rising elbow strike to his chin with his right elbow , which caused him to stumble backwards a second time.
The Rattler immediately recovered his footing and threw a feint jab that was followed by yet another haymaker. Only for Fox Boy to counter by bursting forward, blocking the attack with both of his forearms, while simultaneously delivering a knee strike to his solar plexus. Utilizing the momentum created by the diaphragm spasm and abrupt exhalation once his knee connected, he grabbed his wrist with his left hand and delivered a horizontal hammerfist to his temple with his right hand. Once his fist connected, he followed by performing an Arm Spin throw to get him to the ground.
Wasting no time, Fox Boy got into a side control position and performed a Crucifix Neck Crank. Breaking the Rattler's neck with a quick and abrupt motion.
"Dammit..." With Mel looking away as soon as the Rattler was dead.
With Fox Boy letting go of the position and standing up.
"Fucking, ahhhh..." Jordan cursed as he spit some blood on the floor.
"Hi, Jodan." Fox Boy then waved happily at him.
"Help me." Mel was trying to get Jordan up, and Fox Boy moved to help her lift him off the floor.
"Ahhh... Fuck, not arm!" Jordan yelled as Mel grabbed his injured arm.
"Quit yelling, you moron." Mel spoke in a very low voice as she and Fox Boy stood him up. "Let's-" She then moved her head to look at the room that they were just in, looking at the corpses on the floor.
"Holy..." Jordan saw the bodies too.
Before Mel closed the door and said, "Let's go to that room." She signalled him to go to the next room on the right.
Fox Boy simply nodded and helped Mel move Jordan towards the next room. With Mel opening the door as soon as they approached the door. The room was identical to the other two that they were in, and the two of them wasted no time in closing the door and placing Jordan on the bed.
"Fucking... Ahhhh... Fuck..." Jordan cursed while holding on to his stomach, which received several blows from the Rattler that Fox Boy killed.
"You took several punches to the stomach, but it's unlikely that it caused internal bleeding." Fox Boy pointed out.
"Unlikely, but it's still a possibility, so try not to move." Mel agreed with him.
"Oh, fucking great...ssssssssssss..." Jordan grinded his teeth and took deep breaths.
Once they spoke, Fox Boy turned to the right and proceeded to move towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Mel asked him.
"I have to save Jesse and kill the rest of the Rattlers." Fox Boy answered her question.
"You kill the guys in the other room?" Jordan asked while staring at him with a strange face.
"Yes, they were having forced intercourse with Mel, and I had to stop them." He explained.
Jordan widened his eyes in response and looked at Mel. "Forced intercourse?!"
Mel looked away while making a face that indicated that she was upset at something.
"Fucking... Oh fuck..." Jordan seemed to be enraged with that.
"It doesn't matter, we have to help the others." Mel told him.
"His arm is completely dislocated and you are pregnant, neither of you is in combat condition." Fox Boy was quick to point out, as those two factors will simply increase the probability of them dying in the rescue attempt.
Jordan only moved his head to look at Fox Boy, with his eyes still wide open, before moving them to look at Mel. "You're pregnant!?" He asked her.
"Yes, seven weeks pregnant to be more precise." Fox Boy added after he asked Mel.
"Seven-" Jordan seemed to be mad at Mel. "Why the fuck did you came along for this shit if you were-" He tried to ask her, but he got interrupted.
"I didn't fucking know, I only started to suspect when we were far away from home." Mel explained angrily to Jordan.
"Goddammit, does Owen know?" Jordan asked her.
"No, I was about to tell him before we got captured." Mel responded as she checked the shoulder that Fox Boy dislocated.
"Shit, all of this shit to find a guy that is already dead." Jordan spoke angrily as he stroked the bed with the bottom of his fist.
Mel moved her head up to look at him. "What did you say?"
"Joel Miller is dead." Jordan told her.
"What?!" Mel asked in deep confusion. "How do you know?"
"Him and his buddies were from Jackson," Jordan signalled to Fox Boy. "It turns out, the place was attacked and destroyed by a group called the Normandies and Miller died in that attack."
Mel made a strange face before standing up. "Are you telling me that..." She seemed angry with something.
"All of this shit was for absolutely nothing." Jordan seemed to be just as angry as her.
Mel seemed like she wanted to scream or something.
Fox Boy simply stood there confused since he didn't know that they knew Joel. Before he could say anything though.
"What the fuck?!" The three of them heard a voice coming from outside.
"Don't tell the dude with the busted arm did this." Another voice was heard.
Fox Boy drew his Mark 23 and slowly approached the window. Taking a very small peak, he saw two more Rattlers inspecting the body of the Rattler that he just killed.
One of them was wearing a red baseball cap. The other was wearing a blue beanie.
"Well, the stupid fuck didn't grab his gun." The one with the cap spoke as he pulled out a Glock 17.
"Come on then." The one with the beanie spoke as he pulled out a Glock 21
Fox Boy stepped back and took a look at Jordan and Mel. Mel had her handgun pointed at the door, while Jordan just sat there looking angry.
Moving his head forward again, he noticed steps coming from the other side of the wall. Slowly, Fox Boy delivered two very small knocks on the door.
"What are you doing?!" Mel whispered in response to what he just did.
It had the desired effect as the steps were now going in the direction of the door of the room that they were in.
They could see the shadows of the two Rattlers through the window cover. As the steps got closer and closer, Fox Boy pressed the tip of the suppressor on the wall after managing to identify their height. Also, he carefully pressed both his index and middle fingers on the door knob.
Two more steps and door knob rotation.... Fox Boy thought as he carefully calculated their movements.
First step...
Second step...
Feeling the door knob rotation...
With that, Fox Boy pulled the trigger and fired a .45 ACP round through the wall.
"What the-" Before he opened the door and came across the Rattler wearing a cap, who was just startled by the fact that Fox Boy killed the Rattler wearing a beanie by shooting through the wall.
Taking advantage of the fact that he has his body turned in the direction of the corpse. Fox Boy grabbed his right wrist with his left hand and smacked the Glock 17 off his hand by striking the back of the slide with the bottom of his Mark 23. Which he followed by swinging his gun horizontally and striking his throat with the barrel of the weapon. "Ah!" Then he performed a Fireman's Carry Throw, throwing him past the door and into the floor.
Despite falling on the floor hard, the Rattler still made an attempt to stand up. Unfortunately, the moment he attempted to sit himself up, Fox Boy grabbed him and placed him in a North–south choke.
Both Mel and Jordan just stood there, watching as Fox Boy choked the Rattler to death. After a few seconds of reducing the supply of oxygen to the brain by constricting the trachea, he stopped moving. But Fox Boy held the choke longer, until he finally let go after the Rattler was without a shadow of doubt dead.
"Jesus..." Mel spoke as Fox Boy placed his handgun back on the holster.
"You feeling sorry for these fucks?!" Jordan immediately questioned her.
"No... I just don't enjoy watching people die." Mel was quick to rebuff.
"Better them than us." Jordan added.
With that, Fox Boy grabbed the body of the Rattler that he just killed, wrapping his arms around his torso, before dragging him out of the room.
"What are you doing?" Mel asked.
"Hiding the bodies." Fox Boy bluntly replied. Then he proceeded to drag the body towards the room where the other bodies were. It took him three minutes for him to place the three bodies inside and close the door.
Then he made his way back to the other room. But he stopped when he noticed the Glock 21 on the floor, he kneeled down and grabbed it before entering the room once again. Then he removed the magazine and tossed the gun away, before he proceeded to remove the bullets from it. Since they were .45 ACP rounds. Once he removed all the bullets, he pulled his Mark 23 out and removed the magazine in order to place the bullets in it. I should have brought an extra magazine, but Dina said that it wasn't going to be necessary. He thought it was quite inconvenient that he didn't have any extra ammo.
"What do we do now?" Jordan asked.
As soon as he finished reloading the magazine, he placed it back on the holster then put the remaining bullets inside of the left extra pocket of his cargo pants. "You two wait here." He needed to take advantage of the fact that his presence hadn't been detected yet.
"No wa-" Mel was about to say something, but Jordan grabbed her arm.
"I am completely busted and you're fucking pregnant." Jordan reminded her. "Let the Danish Ninja over there handle this." He pointed at Fox Boy when he said that.
"Bu-" Mel tried to argue.
"We're just going to get in the way and you fucking know it." Jordan was quick to shut her down.
Mel stopped talking and looked down.
Not wanting to waste anymore time, Fox Boy turned around and prepared to leave.
"Fox Boy," Mel spoke his name and he moved his face to look at her. "Be careful."
Fox Boy simply nodded in response, before he opened the door and left the room. Closing it behind him and stepping away from it.
With my knife gone, killing them silently will be difficult and I need to conserve ammo since I don't know when I will be able to find more .45 ACP rounds. Fox Boy regrets not bringing the bow that he crafted as it wouldn't have been a great weapon to use.
Slowly, he made his way past all of the rooms and a small office in order to get into the corner. Where he took a small peak and saw a house from afar. This is not good... He saw several Rattlers walking around the property, with a considerable field of vision. So sneaking into the place was not going to be an opinion, especially in daylight. I cannot wait until nightfall, they will notice the absence of the fallen Rattlers eventually. Especially since Fox Boy already killed a considerable number of them. I need a distraction. Moving his head around Fox Boy searched for something he could use as a distraction. It only took him a few seconds to find it. They said that the slaves were inside a cargo truck. And he could see the cargo truck in the parking lot.
Taking one final peak at the house, Fox Boy rushed towards the truck as fast as he could. Making his way to the back of the truck.
The cargo hold was locked with a very simplistic looking lock. That Fox Boy had no trouble in unlocking. As soon as it was unlocked, he opened the back of the truck. Revealing several people that seemed to be in considerably bad condition. They were all startled by Fox Boy.
"Hi." He waved happily at them. "Bye." Then he waved them all goodbye and moved away from the back of the truck.
Fox Boy then made his way to a car that was right besides the truck. A simple two door car in the color green. He opened the car door and proceeded to try to turn on the car. Thankfully, it worked. Once the car was on, he drove it in order to position the car into the front of the first room right in the left direction.
Once it was in position, Fox Boy got out of the car and proceeded to search for something heavy. The first place he searched was the office located on the end of the left side of the porch. Thankfully, he found something that seemed to be an old coffee machine on top of the counter. Immediately grabbing and making his way back to the car, Fox Boy placed the coffee machine on top of the seat and turned the car on before he placed the coffee machine on top of the gas pedal, pressing it down with it's weight.
Causing the car to accelerate forward, passing by the porch and the field of vision of the house. With Fox Boy quickly rushing towards the office that he was just in, closing the door behind him and hiding. Waiting a minute or two with his back pressed at the door, Fox Boy heard something.
"What the fuck was that!?" Which was the sound of a Rattler coming down to the motel.
"Ah shit!" One of them cursed. "Look!"
"How the fuck did they escaped!?" They noticed that Fox Boy freed the slaves.
"Oh shit, what the fuck are we going to do now?!"
"Ahhh... They probably didn't go far, see if you can catch up to them."
"What about that fucking car?!"
"Five of you go that way and see if you can catch up to those fucks, the rest go after that car!"
"What about the ones inside the house?"
"Geralt, Carlos and Rigan are there, they can watch over those asswipes."
"Jac, go there and tell them that the slaves got away."
"On it."
After hearing all of that, Fox Boy prepared himself to get out of the office. Simply awaiting a bit before opening a small gap to see if the area was clear. He could see the Rattlers from afar, moving towards the direction that the car went. Taking them all at once was not an option, and without the advantage of darkness and the area being a wide space with little to no place for cover, a stealth approach wasn't going to work. So Fox Boy decided to separate them in order to give himself time and an opening to rescue the others.
Slowly, he got off of the office while crouching and moved towards the counter where he saw the Rattler approaching the house from a distance. Four is easier to deal with than a dozen. Fox Boy thought as he awaited for him to enter the house. Once the Rattler entered, Fox Boy ran towards the house as quickly as he could since the open area was wide for him to approach stealthily.
The moment he got close enough, he dived forward and began to crawl on the snowy ground in order to get out of the line of sight of the windows. Crawling until he got below one of the windows.
"What the fuck you mean the slaves got away!" He heard someone yell as he took cover below the window.
"I don't know, a car sped out of the motel out of nowhere and when we went to check, the truck where the slaves were was open." The Rattler explained.
"Where's Denim?" Another Rattler asked. "Didn't you say that he was beating up that kid with the busted arm."
"I didn't see him down there."
"You gotta to be kidding me, that useless fuck must have gotten his ass kicked by that kid and he bounced with the car!"
"Are you fucking serious?!"
"He boasts about brawling in the streets since he was a kid, but the truth is, that fuck only ever beat up woman and guys that were half of his size."
"It doesn't fucking matter, go down there again and see if you can find him and tell those assholes to stop playing around with that girl and get their asses over here!"
"Fine..."
After the Rattlers were done arguing about the situation, Fox Boy saw one of them opening the front door, which was located a few steps away from the window where Fox Boy was hiding below it.
"Fucking snow." A Rattler with noticeably thinning hair and green duffle coat stepped out of the house. Closing the door behind him and moving forward. "That fucker better be-" However, after taking six steps fowards, Fox Boy charged towards him, kick the back of his right knee, grabbed his head from behind and snapped his neck, killing him in swift move. Before quickly dragging him towards the same spot where he was hidden.
Once he placed the body there, he prepared to enter the house through the front door.
"How long until these Normandies get here?" However, he stopped as soon as he heard a Rattler speak about the Normandies.
"No fucking idea, they were supposed to be here already." Another Rattler responded.
Something is wrong. Fox Boy was quick to realize that. If they gave him a precise time for a meeting, then they should already be here. Especially if Reaper is behind the deal, if he gives you a precise time, he will be there at that exact time.
"Come on, my radio is upstairs, let's see if we can get in contact." He heard the Rattler speak. "Watch the Chinaman over there."
"I'm not Chinese, asshole." Then he heard Jesse's voice inside.
"You Asian fucks all look the same to me." Then he heard the Rattler speak again. And two more what he just said.
Quietly, Fox Boy opened the front door and came across small corridor that had a staircase on the right that lead to the second floor, a doorway on the left that was a step away from the door that seemed to lead to some sort of living room and another doorway at the end of the small corridor that seemed to lead to a kitchen.
"What are we going to do if they get here and the slaves are gone?" And he saw a Rattler appear in the doorway, but he had his face turned and didn't see Fox Boy.
Allowing the albino boy to perform a shoulder roll to get from the front door to the living room's doorway in a split second. Taking cover on the left side of the doorway and drawing his Mark 23.
"Rigan, close that damn door, it's cold as hell in here!" He heard a Rattler speak.
Peeking from his cover Fox Boy saw a Rattler approaching the front door in order to close it. The Rattler, who's name apparently was Rigan, had the sides of his head shaved and his slicked to the side. He wore a camouflage green jacket and camouflage green cargo shorts. He also wore knee pads, a military equipment belt and a police tactical vest inscribed with the Rattler logo and a number. He was carrying a Chiappa Triple Threat, an unusual triple-barreled break-action shotgun.
"It was a fucking dumb idea to come here." Rigan complained as he turned around and Fox Boy hid himself behind his cover.
"No shit," Then he heard another Rattler approaching. "I don't like my ass frozen either asshole." Taking another peak, Fox Boy saw the other Rattler. It was a large middle-aged man, who seemed to be overweight but clearly carried power under that weight. He had white hair tied in a ponytail and a full beard. strangely, he was wearing sunglasses and he could see a scar across his eye. He was wearing dark green jeans, a brown sheepskin coat and red snakeskin boots. The weapon he was carrying was a SIG-Sauer MPX, that seemed to be equipped with a suppressor.
"Why the fuck did we even agree to this shit, Geralt?" The Rattler's name was apparently Geralt.
"Because we're running out of supplies, dickhead!" Geralt responded to Rigan as he gave him a slight pushe and made his way upstairs.
"And who's fault was that, fatass!" With Rigan following behind him. "Put the Chinaman with others, will ya?"
Once the two Rattlers climbed the stairs, it only left one of them on the first floor. Moving his head to peak once again. Fox Boy saw the Kitchen door, only to see Jesse being pushed through.
"Get your ass down there." And a Rattler wearing a black balaclava and holding Jesse's Kimber Custom. He opened another door that seemed to be located on a small gap between the corridor and the kitchen. "Move." He pointed the handgun at Jesse's head and forced him to pass the door.
Fox Boy observed as the two passed through the door before he moved out of cover and made his way to the same door while crouching. It only took him seven steps to reach the door and he could see Jesse and the Rattler in the middle of the stairs. The room was considerably dark, but that didn't matter, so Fox Boy descended down quietly.
Once the Rattler and Jesse reach the last steps, the Rattler kicks Jesse's back. Making him fall forward into the floor. The Rattler laughed before speaking. "Brough you all a new buddy." He spoke to someone as he reached for a switch that was located on the wall at the end of the stairs.
With the lights on, he noticed that the basement was completely mess, with rubbish all over the place and the smell was absolutely hideous. Almost as bad as the substance used to repel infection. Around the rubbish, he saw a few people that were tied in chains on the floor.
Jesse immediately stood up from the floor with his hands in the air and turned around. And saw that Fox Boy just descended the approached the Rattler from behind with his handgun at hand. Causing Jesse to put his hands down.
"What are you looking at, Chinaman?" The Rattler spoke while aiming the Kimber Custom a Jessie.
"A racist asshole." Jesse replied.
The Rattler chuckled in response, but before he could reply. Fox Boy grabbed him from behind by placing his hand on his mouth, before he shot his forearm with the Mark 23, causing him to drop the Kimber Custom. "Mmmm..." With him trying to scream in pain afterwards, Fox Boy's hand muffled the noise. Then Fox Boy pressed the tip of the suppressor into his right eye and pulled the trigger. With the Rattler dropping dead on the floor after the .45 ACP round went through his eye socket.
Once the Rattler died, Fox Boy moved his head up to look at Jesse. "Hi Jesse." Before waving happily at him.
"Hey." Jesse greeted him back before he grabbed the Kimber Custom from the floor. "What about the other two?" He asked.
"They are currently on the second floor." Fox Boy informed Jesse.
"Okay..." Jesse held the Kimber Custom and looked at the basement door. But then he turned around to look at the people that were chained in the basement, who were just staring at the two of them with clear confused looks.
There were four people there with a large chain wrapped around the four.
A Mexican man around his mid-twentie. With a full beard and relatively long hair tied in a bum. He was wearing a long-sleeve henley shirt in the color dark gray, white cargo pants, and brown combat boots.
An Asian man that was also around his mid-twenties. He had a beanie on his head and was wearing a black zip up puffy jacket that had the sleeves torned, brown jeans and beige work boots.
A man with brown hair that also seemed to be in his mid-twenties. He was wearing a gray T-shirt and matching gray cargo pants, but he wasn't wearing any shoes.
The last woman was a dark skinned woman, who seemed to be in her early twenties. She was wearing a dark work coat with brown cargo pants and black hiking boots.
"Are you guys Jordan's people?" Jesse decided to ask them.
They immediately reacted by looking at one another, before one of them answered. "How do you know Jordan?" The woman asked them.
"Long story," Jesse replied as he went to check the chains that seemed to be locked with a simple lock. "In short, we're helping him rescue you guys." He inspected the lock. "Can you unlock it?" He asked Fox Boy.
"Yes." It was a simple lock.
"Do it." Jesse instructed him.
Fox Boy then kneeled down and proceeded to pull his lock pick from his boot.
"Who the hell are you people?" The brown haired man asked.
"I'm Jesse and this is Fox Boy." Jesse introduced himself and Fox Boy to them.
"Fox Boy?" The Asian man seemed to have a problem with his name.
"The guy that named him that is a total psychopath and let's leave it at that." That seemed to be Jesse's opinion about Reaper. "What are your names?"
"I'm Owen." The Brown haired man introduced himself.
"Nora." The woman introduced herself.
" Emanuel, but everyone calls me Manny." The Mexican man introduced himself.
"Nick." The Asian man introduced himself.
Fox Boy managed to unlock the lock as soon as they were done introducing themselves. With the four of them immediately pushing the chain away and standing up from the floor.
"Mierda..." Manny cursed in spanish. "Where is Jordan?"
"I... I don't know." Jesse responded. "When they brought us here, one of the Rattlers grabbed him and began beating him up."
"Oh, actually, I killed the Rattler as soon as they took you here." Fox Boy informed Jesse. "Jordan is hiding inside one of the rooms of the motel with Mel."
The four of them immediately looked at Fox Boy after he said that. With Owen grabbing his arm and holding it tightly. "Is Mel okay?!"
"Yes, though she received a few blows as the bruises that were on her face and body indicated." Fox Boy responded. "Though, I don't know if her genitals were damaged during the forced intercourse?"
They all gave him very strange looks after he said that. "W-what's that supposed to mean?!" Owen asked.
"Two Rattlers were having forced intercourse with her when I arrived, I killed them by shooting them in the head but I don't know if Mel has suffered any damage to her genitals as a result of it." Fox Boy explained to them.
The four of them had very odd reactions to what he just said. Nora grabbed her and widened her eyes. Manny covered his mouth and looked down. Nick scratched his head and began walking around the rubbish. Owen held his hand unbelievably tightly and grinded his teeth in response.
"Holy..." Jesse rubbed his eyes in response.
However, Fox Boy kept on talking. "I didn't identify any blow to her abdominal area, so I think her baby is okay." Saying that made everyone look at him with the exact same strange look again.
Owen opened his mouth to say something again, but before he could, they all heard a noise coming from upstairs. "Hey, Carlos!" They heard Rigan's voice coming from upstairs.
Realizing that he was approaching the basement's door. Fox Boy wasted no time and rushed towards the stairs. Climbing it as quickly as he could, because there wasn't any other way out of that basement and the two Rattlers were better equipped than them and could hold them down there until the others arrived.
"Hey, what the-" Rigan appeared on the door at the exact second that Fox Boy reached the top, allowing him to close the distance and shove Rigan into the wall behind him. "Ahh..." After hitting his back on the wall, Rigan tried to aim his shotgun at Fox Boy. But the masked boy simply grabbed the barrel with his free hand and pressed the Mark 23 into his torso and fired two shots at him. Causing him to accidentally fire the shotgun into the kitchen.
The recoil made Fox Boy lose the grip that he had on the shotgun, allowing Rigan to push Fox Boy off of him, but as Fox Boy stumbled backwards, he grabbed onto the collar of the tactical vest that Rigan was wearing. Pulling it Rigan with him as he passed through the basement door once again and the two ended up rolling down the stairs.
"Ah!" With the two of them crashing on Jesse, who was in the middle of the stairs when they fell.
The three rolled down the stairs and reached the basement once again. With the three of them accidentally dropping their handguns during the fall.
Fox Boy was the first one to recover from the fall and immediately sat up on the floor.
"Ahhh!" Rigan grunted in pain as he got to all fours, holding the spot where Fox Boy shot him with his right hand. "Motherfucker!" His shotgun was right in front of him and he tried to reach it. Before Fox Boy could try to stop him. Manny approached Rigan and stomped on his hand. "Ah!"
Manny then grabbed the Chiappa Triple Threat and began to bash Rigan's face in with the stock.
"Dammit..." Jesse tried to stand up, but he gripped onto his arm in pain.
"Hey." With Owen immediately helping Jesse stand up.
"Thanks." Jesse thanked him.
Manny continued to bash Rigan's face with the stock, over and over and over and over again. He only stopped when his face was a bloody mess. "Pentejo!" He called him that before spitting on him.
"Is he dead?" Nora asked as she approached him.
Manny simply responded by hitting him one more time. "If not, now he is."
"That was close..." Nick said.
As they all spoke, Fox Boy moved his head around in search of his Mark 23, and saw it in the middle of stairs. So he stood up and moved it to recover, despite the fact that his whole torso hurted, but he ignored the pain and moved to climb the steps in order to retrieve his pistol.
"Hey, what about the last guy-" Jesse tried to speak to Fox Boy as he extended his hand to grab his Mark 23 from the stair step.
The moment he did though, he realized that the one called Geralt was standing on the other side of the basement door. Holding the SIG-Sauer MPX at Fox Boy.
"End of the line, you're little maggo-." Geralt tried to speak to Fox Boy as aimed the submachine gun at him. However, before he could, in the split second it took for him to aim the gun at him. Fox Boy placed his right foot and his left hand on the steps of stairs, using them to create an impulse to launch himself backwards. Immediately holding his Mark 23 with both hands as he dived backwards into the basement and shot at Geralt seconds before he crashed into the floor. "AAAHHH!" With the bullet landing on his stomach.
Unfortunately, the shot caused him to fire the submachine gun uncontrollably at the basement. With Fox Boy barely managing to evade the shots by rolling to the left. However, Nick, who was near the stairs, didn't react as quickly.
"Arrghhh!" Receiving several 9mm Parabellum rounds to his torso.
"NO!" Owen screamed as Nick fell on the floor with several rounds on his torso.
"NICK!" Nora had the same reaction as she immediately rushed towards him as Geralt used all of the ammunition of his submachine gun.
"AAHH!" Manny was enraged with that. "HIJO DE PUTA!" And he immediately rushed towards the stairs and aimed the shotgun at Geralt. Who immediately ran away after closing the door of the basement as Manny shot at him with the Chiappa Triple Threat.
"Dammit!" Owen immediately moved to check on Nick as well.
"Hey?" And Jesse moved to check on Fox Boy. Fox Boy tried to stand up as soon as he evaded the shots, but he couldn't. "What's wrong?" Jesse asked him.
"My back..." Fox Boy was having difficulty breathing, and his back was hurting a lot, and he couldn't lift himself up.
"Shit, that bruise on your back." Jesse could immediately tell what it was.
"THE FUCKS IN THE BASEMENT KILLED CARLOS AND RIGAN!" Suddenly, they all heard Geralt yelling. "WASTE THOSE FUCKING MAGGOTS!" He ordered.
Fox Boy could only look at Jesse's face as he realized that the Rattlers that he distracted in order to get to the house, are back.
Q AND A:
Abby and all her dumbass friends being handed over to Venus ah what a pretty picture that makes
Also the picture of Abby getting her shit kicked in also hilarious
Bless Dina for giving Ellie shit for the plan to ditch Fox Boy also nice to see what seems to be a thinner than expected level of denial Ellie actually like Fox Boy to
Got a laugh from how Fox Boy is very literal when he says he's killing them all the whole little mediation and mantra thing came off as a tad overly weebish and while he might have got the training of a ninja Normandies don't strike me as the type to give the faintest of fucks about any of the traditions or what not behind it more of the heres the shit related to killing people the rest is useless
Also actually felt bad for Im guessing Mel at the end their with the slavers however a lot of that went out the window when she pulled a gun on Fox Boy the guy who literally just saved her from enduring more of that horror and then pull the trigger on him
Praying next chapter the shot misses by a lot and Fox Boy immediately knocks her out with a solid punch
Well I still hope the confrontations with the other masked ones only leave nice scars on Fox Boy no permanent serious detriments
It will partially come true when it comes the time for Fox Boy to face her.
Kind of what happened in the final chapter.
Her denial will continue for a while though.
You're right, he doesn't, but Reaper kind of ordered him to perform the Nine Hand Seals before any infiltration. So it's basically an old habit.
She was aiming at the guy that was behind Fox Boy. (Who was also the guy that took her there.)
Fox Boy doesn't really use punches.
Each battle will take a toll on his already damaged body, and that's all that I'm going to say.
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YUP.
Begin operations to massacre human trafficking gangs And saving people's lives, fox boy still has the same brutality.
- The two gangs finally met. They will clash violently (with words).
- I love the scene where Jesse tells them what happened to them while they were in Jacksonville and Fox Boy interrupts and says, "They're not that dangerous."
Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!
Basically...
Maybe...
The Normandies considered Jackosnville as a low priority invasion.
Same, and thank you.
Obrigado pelo capítulo incrível, Autor-San!
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