The City (Merome AU)

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~*Mitch*~

I sit outside of the shop, watching people pass by. Some stoped and said hello to me before heading into the shop, but the majority of people just kept walking. It makes since. City people are busy with whatever they do during the day to earn money. Like Jerome. Sighing quietly, I lean against the wall and close my eyes. I honestly don't know why Jerome asked me to sit out here. Maybe I should ask him? No, he's busy. I'll ask him when he's on break.

"The Aceti Shop has a security guard now?" I overhear a girl murmur to her friend. "I wonder why." A security guard? What?

"He doesn't look like a cop. Think he's from the wasteland?" I look over in their direction. They appeared to be in their late teens.

"There's no way he'd be from the wasteland! The Aceti family hates Wastelanders! The cute one even kicked one out yesterday when he was trying to get supplies!" A wastelander spoke with Jerome yesterday?

"Maybe he's an undercover cop. They do get a lot of threats, so I wouldn't be surprised if they dressed a cop up as a wastelander to scare them away."

"I'm sorry to intrude in your conversation ladies," a strangely familiar voice states. "but I thought I should advise you not to spread rumors about that man. He's highly skilled with many different weapons, and can kill a wild boar with a single bow shot from two kilometers away." Star...

"A wild boar? You mean the ones with tusks and charge when angry? The ones that live in the wasteland?" The girls look at Star in shock as he inspects his knife.

"Yes. And that man, he was born and raised out there." Curse you and everything you love Star. Taking a deep breath, I stand up and glare at him.

"That's enough, Star." I walk over and look down at him. "What are you trying to put into their heads?"

"Come on, Benja, you know I was only speaking truthfully. Where's your bow anyways? Don't tell me you've dropped it for a gun."

"This isn't the time, nor place to be talking about this, Star." I cross my arms. "But since we are, where is your idiot sidekick? Aren't you two attached at the hip or something?" Star laughs at my questions.

"Craft is with Woofless and Frags at the moment. They sent me to find you and your city brat." Me and my city brat? He must mean Jerome.

"How come?" Star smiles at my question.

"Woofless has planned a slaughter of city born wastelanders, and he wants you and your city brat to join in."

"Wouldn't Woofless kill my city brat then?"

"He said that he'd leave your brat alone. As long as the brat stays by him."  I narrow my eyes. Woofless wants Jerome to stay with him?

"And if I refuse to go with you?"

"Nooch hired me to assassinate the entire Aceti family. And according to him, your city brat is a member of that family. So if you refuse to join our Pack bonding experience, I'll follow through with the task." He smirks once again. "After all, you did say the oath." The oath... of course he's going to bring that up.