Shorts Wars: The Clone Chronicles

Chapter 11

Mello's Pov

"Let's go for a walk," they said. It'll be fine, they said. You won't find any Unconscious Bodies noooo."

Mello said as they watched Datchia hang up the phone with Redjet. She looked shaky- although that is to be expected when you see a dead body when your just trying to take a normal walk. She turned around and stared at them. "Will you please shut the fuck up- We found a Bloody Uncounsious body In an allyway- I really dont need your Panic sarcasm right now." She snapped, annoyed. "Fine fine, whatever you say." They raised their hands in surrender. Damn it, how did she know they were panicking?!

"What do you suppose we do?" Mello asked, tapping his foot as he looked again at the body. The girl seemed to be around her 20s, with short blue hair and pinned up into a small ponytail, exposing an undercut. God she looked like a fucking mess- her tattered gray sweater was covered in dried blood. She looked like she lost a fight with a bear. The only sign that she was still alive was her chest rising and falling,

"We wait for Redjet and go from there I guess" Datchia said, taking shaky breath. Just As she finished speaking- Redjet flew right in, causing the two to jump as he landed in front of them and folded his mechanic wings in. "Alright- im here, where- OH SHIT-" He Exclaimed, looking at the broken body before the three of them as he flared out his wings in alarm. "Uh- Surprise?" Mello said, then winced, grabbing his foot. as Datchia stepped on his foot "Not. Helping." she said as she shot him a glare.

"Do we have any-" Redjet started to ask before Datchia interrupted "No identification- she seems to have been able to drag herself here and stop the bleeding before passing out." Mello stared at her. Despite them squabbling all the time they had to say Datchia was impressive when it came to clue hunting.

"Alright.. Now what?" They Asked. Redjet spoke up, "Have you two called Mog yet?" The two looked at eachother and shook their heads "No we haven't- Why would we need to call Mogswamp?" They asked, confused. What did an unconscious body have to do with the resistance? Datchia seemed puzzled before her eyes widened with realization "That's it! The resistance may know what happened!"

Redjet nodded, A look of concern on his face. "Alrighty, so we all agree to call?" "I" Mello said, raising his hand as he did in the Court Case. The trio thought this was funny, before the whole thing turned to shit. So they kept it up as their voting system. "I second," Datchia Said, doing the same.

"I third this." Redjet said, before dialing the number.