SETO struggled in the stranger's arms, wincing as their grip tightened. They whispered a small apology to him, never taking their eyes off of Seto's three friends.
"Let's negotiate this like rational people," A figure to the right suggested, their voice calm and steady. "You put down the weapons and tell us who you are and what you're doing here, and we let the kid go."
"You're only off safe if you give us him first," Ty snapped. "Understand?"
"How about on the count of three, we all drop our weapons, you give us our friend back, we go through introductions, and we all go our separate ways, alright?" Adam supplied smoothly, extending his arm, ready to drop his weapon.
Ty and Jason did the same, waiting for a reply. After glancing over at each other the strangers did the same. Jason slowly counted to three and loud crashes were heard as everything fell to the ground. Seto was released and immediately ran over to hug Ty before the taller boy began to mother him, asking if he was okay in a panicked tone and searching him for any scratches or bruises.
"Now, introductions. I'm Adam a.k.a Sky, goggles behind me is Jason or MU, motherly over there is Ty or Deadlox, and pale child you took captive is Seto," Adam supplied. "And you guys?"
"I'm Ian; SSundee, polite captor over there is Quentin; Husky, blacky and purple over there are Mitch; Bajan, and Jerome; Bacca," The calm one introduced. "I assumed you're the rest of the 'vandalizing nitwit criminals' spray painting the city?"
"Wait a second, I recognize your voice . . . " Jason muttered before explaining; "You're Ian Sun from my math class!"
"And Quentin is in Seto's homeroom, Mitch is in Ty's science class, and Jerome is in Adam's P.E. class, yes." Ian sighed.
"Now that we've all met and been introduced formally; I have a plan." Sky supplied.
"Does it have to do with Deadlox's little 'episode' in school today?" Mitch asked.
"Exactly. So here's the idea--"
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Spray Paint: The City Canvas
RandomIn a city of gray and enforced religion, a group of teens snuck out every night to spray paint quotes, messages, and images on the walls of the city's buildings. The city was their canvas through their rebellion towards the life everyone shares equa...
