Hurricane // Danger Days (Book 2)

27.

Storm shoved through the crowd of people, dodging rays and punches left and right. He finally engaged a random person in combat, easily beating them and moving on.

He had no idea where any of his friends were. In all honesty, he was looking for Sunset to see if she was okay. He knew there was a possibility he'd never find her in this horde, but he still tried.

A rush of adrenaline hit him suddenly, and he grinned. He blocked people's parries and dodged shots, knocking people to the ground one after another. He was having fun.

Alien climbed on top of her van to get a good vantage point. From there, she could see the whole battlefield. The Killjoys and Rioters hadn't quite mixed together yet, but several individual fights were going on, and the Killjoys were all holding their own.

The thing about Riot fighting, she knew, was that they fought recklessly, following their instincts rather than logic. While that was good in some situations, actual battle tactics would come in handy.

She switched her gun to stun and fired down from the roof of the van a couple of times at Rioters who tried to climb up. She hoped that the Killjoys had followed her advice about not killing anyone. Everyone deserves a second chance, she snickered, even if Storm doesn't think so.

Revolution and Rampage held their ground, fighting back-to-back. Over the past weeks, they had grown very close and started to act like siblings. One could easily see it, with the amount of "Christmas colors" jokes they pelted him with daily.

Rampage still hadn't ceased his alcoholism, and he hoped the rest of the Nest crew knew that. He also hoped that they knew he was a dumbass and no one could change that. Rev knew that, and he was glad. He was punching every Riot son-of-a-bitch that came his way and having the time of his life doing it.

Revolution was on the defense in this particular battle, whereas Rampage was the offense. They really liked getting up-close in fights, but he enjoyed punching people so much that they just had to let him. And he was doing well, considering how drunk he was.

Cola grabbed his makeshift med bag and ran around, searching for anyone that needed help. He was a bit of a jack-of-all-trades and could fit into any position he was needed in, and right now, the General's gang needed a medic. He was being very defensive and only fought when he had to.

Across the battlefield, the other gangs were engaged in the fight. As hyper as he was, Capricorn was loving this. Hunter fought alongside him, remembering the battles they'd once had, years ago when Myth was still with them. The Battle for Destroya in 2018 was the bloodiest battle in Killjoy history, and he realized that this might just be worse than that.

The three Palaye boys jumped right into the battle. They'd never been in a fight this big before, so they were all a bit freaked out, but at least they weren't arguing. They were fighting together, as brothers, which they were.

The Suitehearts had been through many battles together, so this was nothing new to them. They were very skilled at working as a team, which they knew would help them.

And then there were the Vs. They were very familiar with battles like this, but it was always virtual, and it was against a computer rather than actual people. And Rioters fought much differently than Killjoys.

Volt was doing her job, and doing it well. She was perfect for the medic position; she cared about every single person, and knew how to work under pressure. Volume was doing just fine as well, running around like a squirrel on 5 Hour Energy and stunning everyone that didn't have their faces covered.

Val was ecstatic. He was filled to the brim with adrenaline, and was running around every which way knocking Rioters out left and right. He was used to fighting a computer simulation rather than actual people, so everything they did was completely unpredictable, but so was he. He used all of the cool moves the Exterminators had taught him, as well as a mix of the Killjoy and Riot fighting styles. In the midst of all this, he always kept an eye on Sunset. He cared about her more than anything else, and it would tear him apart to see her hurt.

She didn't want to be protected, though. She could fight really well and was a good shot when it counted. She rushed out into the battle and fought with precision, and won every time.

She punched a guy in the face and knocked him down, then she looked over her shoulder. She spotted a girl running towards her with bright pink hair and a camo jacket. She wasn't wearing a mask, so Sunset knew she was a Rioter. She looked kinda familiar, but the Killjoy couldn't put her finger on where she'd seen her before.

So she jumped into the fight. Punches and kicks were thrown and dodged, each girl holding her own.

Then everything seemed to slow. Sunset made to punch the Rioter in the neck, but instead of blocking the parry, the other girl grabbed Sunset's arm and twisted it, dislocating it. Sunset cried out in pain.

"Sun!" Val shouted, and began to run to her, but someone grabbed his jacket from behind and held him back. "Let me go!"

The rioter kicked Sunset in the stomach, knocking her to the ground. She tried to get back up, but the other girl put a foot on her chest and held her down. She tried to reach for her gun, but she was left-handed, and her left arm was the one that the Rioter dislocated.

"Ah," she cried, struggling. Then she saw Val in the corner of her eye, still struggling to get to her. "Val!" She knew she had to do something, but she couldn't. "Help me! Someone, please!"

Storm was fighting nearby but stopped everything when he heard his sister. Suddenly, he was thrown back into the dream he had in the Hub, of the battle between Sunset and Grenade. Except this time, it was real.

He began to sprint toward her, shoving past people and jumping over bodies. Grenade pulled her gun out of its holster. Sunset began to cry.

Storm knew he was too far away to reach her in time, but he wouldn't let himself believe it. He knew what happened in his dream, and he wouldn't be able to live with himself if that happened.

Suddenly, as Grenade was about to pull the trigger, another figure came into view. Storm saw a flash of green and red running towards the two girls. Then, the figure jumped into the air and flew at Grenade, knocking her over. There was the sound of a blast.

And Raging Rampage crashed to the ground, clutching his side.