A Rebel in Black: Drake Merwin x OC

Chapter 6

A/N: i just noticed some of the formatting at the end was weird so i changed it

Warnings: swearing, guns, cute tired drake

Word Count: 2043 

We sit in silence in the car, Drake by the window, me in the middle, Diana and Computer Jack crammed in on my right. Caine sits in the passenger seat, staring out the window, with Panda driving. Drake has one of his pistols in his hand, and he plays with the safety, switching it on and off, sometimes rolling down the window and aiming at signs, but never shooting. Which is good, or we'll get through ammo pretty fast. My own pistol is in my waistband, cold metal pressing against my skin. Drake flips the safety back on, and Diana speaks.

'Do you really know how to use that or are you just going to shoot yourself in the foot?'

'Yeah, knock it off,' Caine says, and I feel Drake tense a little.

I growl. 'He can use it. He can show you exactly how, if you want.' Drake slings an arm around my shoulder and leers at Diana, and I relish the way she shrinks back just a little, eyes widening.

'That's weird,' Caine mutters, and we all look over at him.

'What?' I ask.

'Benno isn't the type to disobey orders.' Caine replies. 'He should be in the gatehouse. Drake?'

Drake jumps out of the car, and I go to follow him.

'You stay here,' Caine orders, and I sigh.

'Fine,' I roll down the window and stretch my hand out of the car so I can make a forcefield around Drake, just in case. He notices and flashes me a shark - like grin, and I watch as slowly he peeks into the guard hut, then opens the gates.

The car lurches forward as Panda drives through, stopping to let Drake get back in. We aren't far from the school when we notice the second floor wall is blown out so that we can see into the classroom beyond.

'I'm just guessing, but I doubt that was there last time you came?' I say, and the others nod their heads. We all pile out of the car, minus Panda.

'Panda?' Caine says impatiently. 'Go open the door.'

'No way,' he replies shakily, and suddenly Caine raises his hands and Panda goes flying through the air, slamming into the door and falling in a heap.

'I can't move,' he wails. 'My leg is hurt.'

I cock my head, pulling out my pistol, ready to threaten, when I hear heavy dragging footsteps. Bent over, ape like figures run from the door, almost treading on Panda, each holding a cement block - no, it completely encases their hands.

'Give us food,' they moan, clustering around Caine, and I smell acrid sick as Computer Jack vomits all over the floor.

'Out of the way,' Caine says, swatting at them, and they shrink away, fully aware of the extent of his power.

'They Coates?' I ask softly, and Drake nods.

'All of the ones with powers who opposed Caine.'

I nod slowly, letting Drake trot ahead to lead the way so I can take a better look at the kids. The cement entirely encases their hands, basically meaning they can't use their powers.

Suddenly, there's a loud bang, and I glance up as Drake collapses to the floor, nose streaming blood, and Caine with his hands outstretched, slamming bricks from the front of the building into the door. I run over to Drake and check him over for injuries, but thankfully he's just a tad stunned. I help him to his feet as Caine yells.