ch5 | Memories and Aftermath

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Recap

Y/N blinks his eyes awake, he's in the landing pod, the one from the corpse spire. Bandages are wrapped around his wounds as he lays on the cold metal floor. The human groans coughing a little falling back out of consciousness.

Chapter 5

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A 16 year old Y/N walks into the school cafeteria bored out of his damn mind, he crushes up his empty Red bull can, tossing it into the trash can. Like most high schoolers his ass does not want to be there, school lunch is literal garbage so he never eats any of it, even Ben's cooking is better. Y/N shoves his hands into his pockets, standing in the doorway of the school cafeteria, looking around seeing the coast is clear he walks backwards and towards the stairwell, making his way up the long ass flight of stairs to the roof. Every time he wants to skip class, or just skip school all together, he goes up to the roof, but not too often so he doesn't get caught, but even when he wants to skip school he goes to his first period so Ben thinks he's at school. The best part is, Y/N's grades are all good, A's and B's, which is pretty impressive for someone who skips school all the time. Y/N carefully pushes the door to the school roof open, verifying no one's on the roof he goes out making sure to close the door as careful as he can, just to be safe. The 16 year old walks over to a ledge taking his backpack off and chucking it down before himself, he sits on the ledge and dangles his feet off before hopping off, using his backpack as a cushion even though it doesn't do much. 

He gets up brushing the dirt off his clothes, grabbing his backpack pulling it on. The teenager walks away from the school cutting through the woods, after 10 minutes he makes it into his neighbor hood. He doesn't exactly live in the best of neighbor hoods, some call it the "hood" which he can't exactly disagree with, but he's lived here for years at this point, these are the people he considers family, aside from his brother. Y/N was walking up to his front door when he's tapped on the shoulder by a familiar face.

"N/N, what's good?" A lean built, dark skinned man greets the teenager. 

Y/N turns to face the man. "I'm alright David," Y/N lazily puts his hands in his pockets. "But, I have a feelin' you ain't here to make conversation." 

David nods. "I need a plus one, me and some of the boys needa pay someone a visit if you catch my drift."

Y/N pats his side, where the handgun he had tucked away lies. "I'm always down, you call I answer." 

David smirks. "Get in the car," David hands the teenager a mask. "Don't need no one seein' your face." 

Y/N pockets the mask and follows his friend to his car, getting in the passenger seat he pulls out his pistol, making sure to keep it strictly pointed at the ground while he checks the firearm. 

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It's not a very long drive until the duo makes it to the house of the "friend" they're "paying a visit" too, the two get out of the car, Y/N tucking his handgun in his waistband. Two other men are leaning against the "friend's" house. The first man, a tall, well built, dark skinned man named Lenny. The other, a slightly shorter, lean, light skinned man, named Zach. David and Y/N pull the masks over their faces as they approach the home, Zack and Lenny follow suit. Y/N pulls out his handgun hiding it behind his back keeping his finger off the trigger, Zack, Lenny, and David each pull out pistol's of their own. 

David gives Y/N and the other two a nod, pounding his fist on the door. A buff light skinned man, answers the door giving the group of four a suspicious look, he doesn't get to act on his suspicions however, as a brand new hole is put into his forehead by David. Y/N kicks the door open, tightening his grip on his pistol moving his finger to the trigger, a man pops up from around a corner with revolver, but he doesn't get to pull the trigger as Y/N shoots the man directly in between his eyes, pieces of the man's brain and skull fly out of the back of his head as he hits the ground with a thump.

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