Outcasts Of The Midlands

Chapter 6, The Predators Prey

Chapter 6, The Predator's Prey

They woke up on the roof clearly with their energy back, they went back into the window and down the stairs. Breakfast was pancakes for everyone, they gathered around the table to speak about what they did yesterday and what they will do today.
"So.. yesterday was unexpected, did not expect wolf mask guy to make me tiny."
"Chill.. er.. it's not that bad"
"It's like the worst thing ever! How will I get income?"
That's when Zoey smiled. She smiled like the grinch after cancelling Christmas.
"What if we use that our advantage?"
"But what can I-"
"Trebuchet, a wooden trebuchet."
"So YOU are gonna attempt to KILL me?"
"No! You get a parachute."
"Ugh.. fine. But what will we do?"
"Incept the Organisation." Stated Ashley
"Er.. you mean the wolf guy one?"
"Yes! The base is in the City Centre."
"Ugh.. okay."
Oliver got his skateboard ready and Ashley locked onto her bike, it was time to bust them. They cycled down the hill and passed through Witton hastily, they spotted a suspicious abandoned building that still had light emanating from the building. The door was tight and only Oliver could fit under it.
"Well.. I'll be waiting outside.. you go in."
"Wish me luck in there!" He saluted

As soon he entered, he saw massive cobwebs and cockroaches everywhere. This place had to have someone inside? Right? He slid under the metal door where he reached a cooling area with a man at his monitor.

The masked figure turned around, it revealed himself as James, he was ready to end this. Lava cloaked the floor while James neared him.
"Hey! Watcha gonna do around here?"
"Ending you" He smiled
"Short man, short temper?"
He was infuriated, he skated up but was grabbed in an instant. He used the skateboard as a weapon but to no avail.

The battle had reached its climax as Oliver and James stood facing each other on the elevated platform, surrounded by bubbling lava.

"You're going down, little guy!"

Oliver gritted his teeth and charged towards James, his tiny fists swinging wildly. James easily tanked his attacks.

"You're not even worth my time," James said, swiping at Oliver with his massive hand.

But Oliver was quick and managed to avoid the blow, leaping onto James' arm and climbing up towards his mask. James tried to shake him off, but Oliver held on tight.

"You may be bigger, but I'm faster!" Oliver yelled, his voice cracking with determination.

James growled and began to shake his arm violently, trying to dislodge Oliver. But the tiny fighter held on, his eyes fixed on James' mask.

With a sudden burst of strength, Oliver jumped onto James' mask and started scratching at it with all his might. James roared in pain, trying to grab Oliver, but he was too small and quick.

"Get off me, you little pest!" James bellowed, his voice muffled by the mask.

But Oliver persisted, determined to win this battle and prove his worth to his group. He knew that if he could just remove James' mask, the fight would be over.

Finally, with one last desperate scratch, Oliver managed to tear off James' mask.

"You...you...you've ruined everything!" James stammered, his voice now sounding much younger and meeker without the mask.

With a single face push, he was thrown almost off the edge. One movement would knock him off to his death, Oliver questioned him.
"What is your plan?"
"No telling you dwarf."
"I will kill you."
"Nuh uh"
"Yeah, now tell me where the computer is."
"Ugh.. it's in 2010"
"Lies! It's in 1973"
"You mean the ICBM one?"
"What! No the robot one!"
"Argh.. you little pest."
"Right.. that's it.. in the lava you go."
And with that, James was dead. Ashley ran through the door. Sweating bullets, she ran towards the mask that emitted a red glow.