"HELP-!" A bullet went through the air, cutting off the high-pitched scream.
"No, please! I-" Another shot, another dropped body, blood seeping out of its head.
Kmzoe stood, motionless, watching the horror unfold. She couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't scream.
Another of her friends had just been shot in the back, protecting their smallest member, Gh0st. Only after the body stopped moving did Kmzoe realize it was Tardis.
Misaka made a choked gurgle as her throat was sliced open. Notray was lying beside her, blood everywhere.
Agent, Kmzoe recognized, was being beaten mercilessly.
Ray lay, bleeding out on the cracked concrete before her, eyes open and staring at her. The night-time street was soaked in blood as the AH Crew devastated the small group. And Kmzoe, standing in the middle, could only silently cry, mouth trying to utter some sound as the only things in the world that mattered to her were killed.
"Hey, Zoe! Wake up! Hey!" Agent shook her shoulder.
Kmzoe jumped, half awake. She looked around from the passenger seat in Tardis's car. They had stopped at a gas station, a little convenience store to the right.
"Zoe, what were you dreaming about?" Agent asked softly, almost scared.
"Huh? Nothing..."
"You were crying." He whispered, concern etched into his face.
Kmzoe hurriedly wiped at her face, making sure her cheeks were dry before sitting up.
"Where's my bike? If you crashed it-"
Agent chuckled a little, half smiling. He handed her the keys.
"It's all yours, Sleeping Beauty. We're almost there, just stopped for some fuel."
On cue, the rest of the group strolled out of the convenience store, arms full of snacks. The only one missing was Tardis, pumping gas into the second car.
"I basically just spent my entire life-savings on food today," Misaka grumbled.
"You didn't have to get enough to feed a small army just for yourself," Notray replied, narrowly dodging Misaka's elbow.
Kmzoe got out of the car, Agent standing beside her, looking over the ragtag group. Her dream still nagged at the back of her mind.
"Ok, bois! Listen up!"
"Eeey! Kmzoe is awake! Martika and Gh0st got you some food!" Skyress cheered.
"Thanks guys. Um...so...look, we're really close, so just check everything, okay? Check your gear, check your weapons, everything."
"Check ourselves," Notray directed toward Misaka, sticking out his tongue. Darezzi grabbed at it, making Notray yelp in surprise.
"Alright, take a few minutes, then we're back on the road. It will only be about 20 minutes until we get there so be ready," Tardis ordered, replacing the gas cap.
Kmzoe walked over to her motorcycle, a black speed bike which took her a year and a half to save up the money to buy. Holstered on the sides were a shotgun, twin pistols, a few clips and a small explosive. The ammunition stores on the drive had apparently been very well stocked. She checked and rechecked everything, the dream replaying over and over.
She shook the images from her head, put on the headset and helmet, and sat on the bike.
They were back on the road in a matter of minutes, after some arguments over who would get the newly vacated front seat. Kmzoe lead the caravan cautiously, following directions over the headset.
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Downtown Browntown
RandomBrowntown: a place for misfits, freaks, geeks, nerds, and the like. Everyone knew each other by their screen names and no one gave a fuck about what you looked like. The only thing that mattered was being devout to the All Mighty Lord Ray. But what...
