Batcoon

"My head still hurts, but nothing ibuprofen can't fix." I rub my temples and go to stand up, but Vanoss stops me; his eyes almost pitch black.

"What?"

"I still need to tell you our plan."

"Plan for what?"

"We're going to visit the chick that gave Lauren the address."

"Really? When?"

"Today."

My jaw drops and I remove my gaze from Vanoss.

"I'm getting that damn ibuprofen then."

"Wait, but the plan-"

"It can wait. Jeesh, I bleed out of my eyes, my nose, and my ears and you think I'll be ready to fight off an evil witch?" Vanoss laughs at my comment, but it's not a genuine laugh; he's starting to get pissed.

"She's not a witch, she's the woman that took us in as children."

"So what are we, aliens?" I smirk, knowing it'll piss of Vanoss even more.

"Why the hell are you acting like this?"

"Like what?" I wait for the explosion.

"Like a fucking asshole, or should I be used to that?"

"No, I'm sorry-"

"We nearly fucked each other an hour and a half ago, and now I want to actually throw you out this window." Vanoss stands and faces me from the other side of the bed. His face is almost red, almost. His anger makes me want to crawl across the bed and do something with him I probably shouldn't be doing. As if Vanoss was reading my mind he says, "We don't have time, we need to get ready."

I chuckle, "You're acting like we're doing some kind of heist or something."

"Delirious", Vanoss's voice almost sounds like a painful whine, "we might need all this gear. Remember my vision?" I nod and regret all of my word choices from before.

"Now, get your ibuprofen and I'll get the boys and your gear."

"Wait, did we get our new gear?"

Vanoss slowly smiles, did I say it fucks me every time he does that? He turns around, leaving my question unanswered.

Mini

I needed to tell someone about what I saw, but would it be that bad if it got out that Vanoss and Delirious did the dirty upstairs on the living room couch. I was downstairs with Nogla getting ammo and weapons ready. How much could I trust Nogla though?

Like an angel from above Wildcat walks down into our little "gear/ammo" room. He's carrying a huge box, it must be the extra guns. How can he carry all that? I have no idea, might be a slight chance of superhero.

"Hey, Nogla can you go see if the other guys are ready?"

"Sure thing." Nogla jogs up the stairs. I tap Wildcat on the shoulder. He turns around, nearly towering over me, "What's up?"

"Can you keep a very deep secret?" My question casts a look of confusion on his face. "Depends on what the secret is." A smug look goes across his face.

"Well," I choke out "I saw a few markings on Vanoss's neck, after Moo and I found Delirious bleeding out."

"So when he was freezing time, he and Vanoss were...?"

"Having sex."

"Fucking hell." Wildcat rubs his face and laughs. I hope to whatever god or goddess above me he doesn't tell anyone.

BatOwl

I gather the black uniforms in a duffel bag and set them by the doorway to be taken down to the garage. Speaking of, "Hey, do you guys know which car we're going to take?" I shout, hoping one of the other guys will hear me.

"Yeah! How about you Christmas-mobile?" A soft squeaky voice replies. None of the other guys answer. I sigh, "Alright! Christmas-mobile it is!"

An hour later everyone is nearly ready.

"Lui, can you do me a favor and start up my car? It'll be warm then."

"But we're in Los Santos. Even though it's February there's no snow."

"Just start the fucking car!" I snap and Lui scurries away.

Wildcat, Mini, and Nogla load the weapons and ammo in the back, hopefully leaving room for the two that have to sit in the way back. While they're doing that, Delirious, Moo and I are taking the duffel bags out.

Finally, the vehicle is set and everyone is in. I offer to drive so, of course, Delirious hops into the passenger side. Moo sits behind me, Lui then squeezes beside Mini.

"You left me with the paper bag!" Wildcat shouts and then instantly wheezes. Nogla shouts back in gibberish.

"Will I have to turn this car around already? We haven't even moved yet?"

"No Mama Vanoss." Nogla snickers at his remark. I only roll my eyes, "Shuch up!" I use Delirious's line, hoping to get his attention as I back out of the garage. While looking in the rearview mirror and adjusting myself, I can feel his tough gaze on me.

Once we are on the road I choose a radio station. I flip past Los Santos Rock Radio and Non-Stop Pop. I finally find Radio Mirror Park. The colorful music plays as I roll all the windows down and let the air flow through my hair. I turn slightly to my right and watch Delirious's hair fly like waves with the wind. His blue eyes defining those waves. He smiles, his pearly whites growing wider until giddy laughter is heard.

While cruising on the road I give no thought to my vision, ignoring the fact that Moo might get shot and Delirious will have to save me, and possibly get a bloody fucking face because of it. Why would any of it happen? We're just seeing a lady that might help us, or turn us into ground beef, well, different animal meat.

The road trip to Blaine County seemed very short. I pull into a dusty road that I can vaguely see. "Are you sure this is the right way Mini?"

"Yes! Positive!"

Just like that Moo pointed out the house he saw online. "Look! It's a little gas station."

"Yeah, from the fucking 60s." Wildcat curses from the back, making fun of the condition of the gas station.

"Shh, Vanoss, pull in." Moo orders.

"Alright." I ease into the parking lot beside the old gas station. We all then get out and get suited up. Delirious and Is' new gear consisted of a new style. Instead of heavy black suits, I ordered something a little more custom made. Our black suits were a little tighter, and a little more colorful. I had bright yellow straps like before that fit perfectly over my breast, sorta like overalls. Delirious's outfit was the same but had a neon blue color.

After everyone was geared up we inched our way towards the entrance of the gas station. Delirious went in first, we all followed behind waiting to see if everything was clear. "There's nothing here, more so nobody!"

"What?" Mini and Moo say in unison.

"Maybe we should go deeper," I suggest.

"Yeah, there's usually basements to these things."

"Alrighty." Delirious makes his way behind the checkout area and goes down a small flight of steps and then to a reddish orange door. He turns the handle slowly, making the rest of us shiver in anxiety.

"JUST OPEN THE DAMN DOOR! WITH ALL THE HORROR GAMES YOU PLAY YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO DO THIS!" Wildcat's voice strains. Delirious lightly chuckles and pushes the door open. "It's nothing." He says and walks deeper in. We all follow him into the dark room, hallway, whatever it is. After everyone is squeezed in the door eerily shuts.

"Oh fuck. Delirious you're the pro, what do we do now?" Wildcat's voice is muffled behind Mini's body.

"I don't know." A bang is heard and all the lights flicker on, exposing a long hallway we've all been standing in. Delirious whips away from us, "We aren't alone."

"Welcome back boys!" A woman's terrifying voice is audible, the owner down the hallway.

"What are you all standing there for? Come give your mother a hug!"

*** 

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