Fizzle Pop || Jinx x fem!reader

Chapter 2: Nowhere To Run

"Hey, are you alright?" A soft voice asked, the girl was gently nudged her e/c eyes slowly opened as her tail curled tightly against her shivering frame. Self preservation gone, she weakly pushed herself up onto her hands, breath heavy. She turned her head towards the person next to her being met with concerned gray eyes.

"You look kinda sick" the blue haired girl Infront of her mentioned, reaching her hand towards the h/c. The dirtied girl only shuffled backwards, her arms giving out from underneath causing her chin to crash against the floor, only making a small 'oof'

"Ah! Are you alright?" The other fretted "we should get you some help. Where are your parents?" 

"Left." She bluntly replied. A soft 'oh' from the girl before her expression changed as she changed the subject.

"My names Powder, what's yours?"

"Y/n" 

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Loud rock music blasted through the old arcade, Vi punched at the fighting bot, her scoring going up on the board.

Y/n was reminded of Mylos existence from under the table as he spoke, "Remind me why we bother with this dump?"

"Vander said to lay low." Vi reminded, her score reaching the top of the board, not that it mattered since her name filled all the spots other then the last two which belonged to Claggor. "Enforcers never come down here, so this is as good a place as any."

"Oh, what's the matter Mylo? You worried Powders gonna beat you again?" Claggor teased

"Hey, if she didn't keep fixing these things I wouldn't keep missing." He excused, jumping back startled as the two youngest appeared with smirks on their faces, having fixed the broken machine once again. The two connected the power cables together making the machine boot up with a neon blue glow, lighting up the wooden targets behind them.

They hopped over the counter, Y/n sitting on the edge out of the way, spinning her small knife between her fingers as Mylo began shooting the rubber balls, missing every shot. Y/n snickered.

"You guys know I wouldn't take you on a job you couldn't handle, right?" Vi questioned. Powder began loading up her gun.

"Are you kidding? That was the best job we've ever done." Mylo admitted, missing a few more shots, "just maybe don't take those two next time" he nodded towards the girls. 

They looked at the boy in offense, Powder closed the hatch of her gun with a flick and pointed it towards the moving targets. She bit the bottom of her lip, something Y/n noticed she did whenever she was focused on something. 

She aimed and fired hitting every moving target multiple times before placing her gun down, shaking her head with a aggravated look walking away to one of the other games.

In agitation Y/n threw her knife at Mylo, hitting the wooden beam above his head. He looked shocked for a moment before snapping out of it. "You almost hit me!" He accused

"Did not. I aimed to hit above you head. If I wanted to hit you I would have." Y/n's tail flicked with an aggressive thump against the counter. Getting up to grab the knife from behind him.

"Hey, guys?" Powder called to everyone, "you should see this--" The stained glass window next to her shattered as a man was thrown through it. They jumped startled, all pausing, looking out the opening to be met with the gaze of a group of enforcers. 

"Search them" one ordered and the rest stalked their way to them. Powder began backing up to the counter against Y/n in fear.

Mylo held up his hands, "Go ahead, idiots. We've got nothing"