Chapter 8

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8.

"And so I said, 'Screw you, you can get your own car!'"

Wei was drunk out of his mind. I laughed to keep up the act. Mira and Pyra laid on my shoulders. Raven sat on my lap, and she kept twitching, which was so uncomfortable. Wei looked at Pyra. "You would look good in cat ears, love. Try these!"

He handed Pyra a pair of cat ears. She looked at them confused. Wei then looked at Mira and handed her a pair. "Now, Meow for me! Nyan~!"

Mira did as she was asked, but she looked nervous. "N-Nyaan~!"

She was so adorable. Wait, did I think that? I tried to clear my mind, but Wei interrupted. "Red haired girl, you too! Nyaan~!"

I quickly stepped in. "She's mute."

"Ah, sorry man." As we pulled up to the shrine, Raven gasped. Mitch and Jason were being held prisoner. We got out of the limo and they looked up and struggled to show aggression. Smart move. "Vikki! What de hell is going on?"

Viktoria lifted Jason's chin to make him look at her. "These sneaky bastards tried to kill my men."

"Then why aren't they dead?"

I said, to draw suspicion away. It brought it closer. Viktoria looked me I the eyes. "Who are you?"

I think of a name. "Robin. Robin Shawl. And you?"

I looked down at her. This is the woman who killed so many people I loved. I hate her. "Viktoria. Or Vikki."

She returned the death gaze I started give her, then smiled. "You're cute."

She licked her lips. I smiled. Disgusting. Mira started, but Raven and Pyra stopped her. She stuck out her hand for a handshake. It was robotic, just like mine, but she wasn't using the camouflage. I tried to shake her hand but as soon as they touched, they repulsed like two magnets with opposite charges. When we shook hands, it sent us flying back. I hit a railing and she hit a ritual table. She looked at me menacingly. "GET THEM!!!"

I pulled my brass knuckles, and beat the ever loving shit out of him. I grabbed his pistol and held him hostage. "Don't. Move. I just want these two and then we'll leave, got it?"

Viktoria stopped and untied Jason and Mitch. She walked away. A guard tried to shoot Jason in the head, but I was faster. I shot him, and all hell broke loose. Tables were flipped. Guns were pulled. The girls hid behind the limo with Wei, because their cover was still up. When they took cover, I used the guard as a meat shield and shot two other guards. Viktoria pointed her arm at me and sent me flying back. It shredded my suit, exposing my metallic arm. It was like some kind of sonic blast. She smirked and ran for her car. A McLaren MP4-12C. I went and grabbed the airbrake while she sped off. Jason was right beside me. "Jason! This is bad."

"I KNOW, MATE! BLAST THE TIRE WITH YOUR IRON MAN THING!"

I aimed at the tire with my arm and blasted the tire to oblivion. We skidded and hit a bump so we barrel rolled. The car hit the highway hard. When the car stopped, the car was wrecked and so were me and Jason. When I came to, I could see Viktoria get in another car. I reached, but that accomplished nothing. "That was fun."

Jason was covered in blood. "Aren't you happy you went to the club, mate?"

"Oh, so happy."


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