"So would you rather be with your parents or stay with the gang?" Elijah reacts to the story Bazeni just told him.
"The gang of course. At least I get the chance to reduce my suffering in this case." Bazeni keeps her head down in sorrow, holding back an outburst under shivers.
"Being used right after being abused is tragic." Elijah is about to get up but Bazeni holds onto his arm with both arms again.
"Please. Help me." Bazeni's eyes water again as Elijah pulls her up.
"In a loose sense, you confirmed everyone hunch that you's a hoe but you shouldn't be hoed so I will." Elijah turns away as Bazeni becomes very pleased.
"So I just have to drop and stay dropped?" Elijah...
"...Yeah. That simple." Bazeni speaks out of daze, almost shocked but chill when Elijah performs the exact same faint he did when his hair lost its blue.
"I wish you actually out so I can scream it. I love you Zkel Elijah. Thank you." Bazeni picks up Elijah and moves towards the second phase of the Stamen Estate.
Elijah has been tied up and set against a wall of a wide abode with peeling cream paints; he still holds up the image of being unconscious.
"TYRIGH! I'd like to give up a friend to stop being used as a cock sleeve." Bazeni stands ahead of a group in front of a bungalow.
The leader stands at the veranda of the house's entrance, looking down to her.
"Well, well, well. Thanks to you and this nigga, we're the best gang of the hunters. But that ain't mean shi." Tyrigh shocks Bazeni, sending a burn through her chest.
"They still had to capture the other boy themselves ya know." Ralch gets up.
"But they ain't got to work for THIS man!" Bazeni points both hands towards Elijah for emphasis.
"Scream and tweak all you want. Decision locked. Alright nigga, let's..." Ralch continued towards Elijah to pick him up but got sounded through the chest, sent flying against the street's gravel.
Everyone else reacts in shock as they turn to the emerged half haxyn.
"Why...do a baddie so badly?!" Elijah has sprung out of bounds ready for a fade.
"YOU SET US UP!" Tyrigh aims a pistol at Bazeni but, like did to her, it's smashed apart effortlessly.
"Let's see if you catch these hands." Elijah leans back for a fight.
Elijah lifts Bazeni's dazed head to look at him and a background of broken and gravely wounded bodies behind him.
"Sorry it went that way." Elijah...
"Ain't your fault. You didn't have to spark though. The Hunters are on their way and nothing would have happened to my ass either way." Bazeni...
"Awfully specific choice of words after what you told me." Elijah...
"I mean other than that. I hate it with hell but I've gotten used to it. I won't be used to being hunted by the rest of the gang though." Bazeni...
"Yeah. I didn't think straight. Haxyn spark I guess?" Elijah...
"For a baddie." Bazeni looks down pleased making Elijah smirk.
"Well, even though that failed, if they've nabbed Kyjah and possibly my pops too, I need to crash their crib to get them out." Elijah...
"I thought you wanted to chop up the brat?" Bazeni...
"That doesn't mean I should let him be kidnapped. Besides, I'll get him out and then chop him." Elijah...
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Stars of Hax: Stars Eleventh
FantasíaDecades ago, on the continent of Pacifia, its folklore had entered the limelight as real life. There's tension over the coming of the next society of Haxyns because , despite being evolved beings, they're still susceptible to discord and its damages...
