Whiphand, Brighthands and the other one

Chapter 6

(Caine's POV)

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When Caine stepped onto Perdido Beach, he instantly noticed Sam standing next to a tall unfamiliar dude wearing a frankly obnoxious fedora.

"He was at the Katy Perry concert," Drake said from beside him and pointed at who Caine assumed was Sam's friend.  Caine and Drake headed towards the pair, they were about 20 metres away when Sam noticed them approaching. Sam waved at them casually.

"Hey," Sam greeted, "This is Quinn." He waved a hand at the guy in the fedora.

"Sup," Quinn answered.

"I'm Caine and this is Drake," Caine introduced, and then muttered under his breath, "Who actually says sup?"

Sam directed Caine and Drake as to where they can leave their stuff, removed his shirt, and along with Quinn grabbed his surfboard. Caine stared at Sam's bare chest, out of the corner of his eye he could see Drake doing the same thing. This was a good idea for a date, Caine thought.

Quinn and Sam ran to the water and hopped in. Caine followed.

"Are you going in fully clothed?" Drake asked Caine, eyebrow raised. 

"Of course not," Caine scoffed, although he had completely forgotten that he was even wearing clothes. He removed most of his clothes and chucked them at their bags, using a little bit of telekinesis to make sure that he landed it right.

Caine walked to the water and poked his foot in, the water was freezing and he shivered. How Sam and Quinn were already in up to their chests was beyond him. Caine looked around to see who was around. He spotted a family on the other side of the beach and a couple walking not too far away. Well, he wasn't going to seem weak in front of strangers.

Caine forced himself to keep moving into the water despite the cold. He joined Sam and Quinn where they were standing in the water. Caine noticed that Drake was still just standing on the beach.

"Wanna try surfing?" Sam asked Caine, offering his board. 

Caine shook his head, "I'll just stay here and wade." 

"Cool, dude," Quinn said. He jumped on his board and started paddling away from the approaching wave, Sam close behind.

Caine watched as they caught the wave. Both of them stood up and surf toward the shore where Drake is still just standing in the same position as before. Once Sam and Quinn reach the shore they say something to Drake that Caine can't hear from this distance and then paddle back out. After 30 minutes at the beach, Drake decides to finally join them in the water. 

"Finally got bored of just standing there?" Caine commented as Drake approached.

"Thought there might be a better view out here," Drake answered. 

"You know where there is a good view," Caine and Drake turned to look at Quinn, "Up at the cliff near clifftop," Quinn said and pointed.

"We can check it out later," Sam said joining them. Drake and Caine both nodded. 

"That's a really good one," Quinn pointed out in the distance at a wave that was beginning to form.

"We can head up to the cliff in about half an hour," Sam commented before swimming off with Quinn.

While Sam and Quinn surfed, Caine and Drake discussed threats and people to target at Coates, judge the strangers on the beach, have a swimming race (Caine won but only because he used his telekinesis to cheat, although no rules were set so, in Caine's mind, he was just taking advantage of the loopholes as all good businessmen and politicians do) and swam under waves, before finally heading back to the beach itself with Sam and Quinn.

"Should we go and get food first?" Everyone agreed and then headed to the nearby rundown fish and chip store.

Caine looked at the menu in distaste, didn't they have anything but fish and chips? Apparently not. And god was the decor hideous, it's dirty and the walls were just a tint lighter than the colour of vomit.

"Hi, Can I have a..." Quinn began before Caine shoved him out of the way.

"We will have two flatheads with chips and two calamari with chips," Quinn stared at Caine dumbfounded.

"That will be 25.55 dollars," said the lady at the counter. Caine swiped his shiny card on the old credit card swiper (they didn't even have pay wave!) 

"Um.. is that all for you?" Quinn asked.

"No, Caine is just used to buying for everyone, I haven't had cash in the last three years as my parents confiscated it, and Diana never had any to start with," Drake explained.

"Who's Diana?" Quinn asked.

"Their friend," Sam stated.

"She's not my friend," Drake said forcefully through his teeth, "She's Caine's friend."

The server poked her head over the counter, "two flatheads and two calamari with chips." Caine grabbed the order and left as fast as possible.

They headed up to the cliff and sat down near the edge to eat. Drake and Caine took the flathead while Sam and Quinn had calamari. Caine scrunched his nose up, they were near the ocean so how hard could it be to get good fish?

"So," Quinn said, chip in hand, "Why did your parents confiscate your cash?"

"I bought a knife and threatened Diana with it," Drake said calmly. Caine almost laughed at Quinn's wide eyes.

"Don't worry, he didn't actually hurt Diana," Caine reassured him although, surprisingly, Quinn did not look reassured. The bushes nearby rustled, and as the four of them watched, a toddler stuck its head out.

"Come here, Audrie," they heard a voice yell from nearby.

The toddler's eyes went wide and she darted out of the bush towards the group. She ran towards the edge of the cliff, which considering how crumbly it looked, was a bad idea.

Sam's eyes went wide and he leaped up after the child. He grabbed her just before she reached the edge and went to spin around before the ground below his left leg crumbled.

Caine watched in horror as Sam tried to grab the ground as it continued to crumble below him. Audrie started to scramble but accidentally scratches Sam in the fast causing both of them to tumble and fall screaming of the cliff towards the rocks below.