Lost in Time

Dinner

Punk

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The tarp tent was painted with the regular pink and blue Highwaymen theme as it glowed from the night sky above. She noticed Lou in the large chair, as all the lieutenant chapters started to sit down and talk. She goes over to sit next to Gunner who sits to Lou's right on the other side of the table. She sat at the end, eyeing the plates of food on the table. Everyone talked and she just listened, starting to eat lightly. She isn't sure when she will be able to eat like this again.

Suddenly the door opens, and she watches Lou turn to the one who walked in, "Hey. I know you..." The intimidating female glares and stands up, her fists on the table. She then hits her fist on the table and points at them. "Derby winner! Man, you put on a show." Her cackling laugh always sent chills down her back, but she just watched them. The others laughed along with Lou. The winner wore a red, black and white Derby outfit with a high-class Highwaymen helmet.

"Fuckin' A you did!"

"Killed it!"

Someone even fist bumps them before they sit down at the table with all of them.

"God damn! You know, reminds me a little of myself..." Some guy with an accent says and they all laugh. They all must have drunk a bit, and she notices Gunner drink some and laugh with them. Maybe she should drink a bit too...

"Thank you all for bein' here. Come a long way for some of you." Mickey walks in, with her loud voice. "Fun as this is, we can't stay long."

"No fucking class." Some girl with black flipped over hair comments.

"Been some new developments. Got a proposition for you all. Come on in!" She says, her hands on the table, then turning behind her to a male walking in the tent. He wore actual leather and a wolf skin on his shoulder. He had long hair and looked pretty much like he belonged in the old times. The others at the table laugh and ask, "Who the fuck is he?"

"He is our numero uno problem solver." Lou nods and hums at Mickey's words as she leaned against her sister's chair, turning to the prehistoric guy.

"He's gonna take us up north and hook us up with some crazy... what the fuck is it? Fruit?"

"A sacred fruit. The miracle of New Eden--" The guy starts but is interrupted.

"Yeah, that's it." Mickey says, walking back over to the guy. "Our boy here says that fruit will give you strength like you can't fucking believe. And, for the right price, we're willin' to share it with y'all."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" The girl from before questions, "We're the strongest already."

"Damn straight." The guy with the accent comments.

"It's for real." Lou says seriously. "I've seen it."

"You hear yourself? Sacred fruit. Un-fucking-believable." The girl speaks up again.

"You're going soft in your head like your Pops." The guy with the accent says and it was quiet for a few seconds until Lou starts to smile and laugh with everyone else until she grabs the plate next to her, slamming it on the table and shoving the broken piece up his jaw. She flinches and reaches for Gunner's hand under the table and he rubs her arm as if to tell her it's okay. The male choked on his blood as it ran down his chest.

"Any other observations?" Lou asks, looking around at everyone at the table before slamming the guy's dead head and broken plate piece on the table.

The prehistoric guy comes around to Lou, "I will give you the sacred fruit only if you do as we agreed. I want you to burn New Eden to the ground."