The Truth

Erica Turned... TO TIK TOKKKKK

Anywayyyyysy sorry it's been a hecka long time again! YYAYAYAYAY. Life update: I'm playing varsity soccer as a freshman, woot, and some guy thinks I'm cute. Yas. Anyway I have a B+ in art and my parents are pissed. How's everything going for yalllll.

 "So, different regions with different bad guys?" I asked crossing my arms

"Chip in the north, Jawa bottom left, Zoe bottom right. Mike and 'it' in Old Faithful." Ben noted closing the hotel room door. We left a note for Warren if he even wakes up, I personally was hopping he wouldn't.

"We are in the Canyon Village, so Chip's region?" I asked stealing a glance at Ben. He nodded his head and we walked down the stairs. He managed to take 3 down at a time, while I managed one. However he still slipped on the last step, and almost fell down.

"Yeeted" I mumbled smiling

"What?" He asked glancing back at me I smirked and shook my head.

When we got to the front desk nobody sat and the cameras were smashed. The back door ajar and some candy missing. Only Twizzlers and Reese's remained... because they suck. Clearly it got looted, besides a potted plant lay on its side. Because that totally proved somebody went psycho.

"It's been looted." I noted and Ben looked at me, I ignored his shocked expression. How is he possibly this stupid.

"You sure?" Ben asked and I nodded my head. Reaching for a small note tucked away, only I would see.

'Get out' it read then scribbled beneath it 'Kill him' then Joshua's signature. I looked at Ben who seemed focused on a package of Oreos. He noticed my stare and shrugged shoving two cookies into his mouth.

I jumped, and slid over the counter and landed behind the front desk.

"Can I get a room?" Ben asked ringing the little help bell. After the fourth hit it smashed down into the desk. Breaking it, as if it wasn't copper, but a tin can. I swallowed hard looking down at the note again. Maybe, just maybe, if I really have to. I folded the note and tucked it into my sweatshirt.

Ben

Erica found the keys for the desk clerks car. And now we sat inside of a blue jeep. I leaned back in the passengers seat, rubbing the leather seats. Jeeps are pretty sweet, and how covenant this blue one sat, the only car in the parking lot.

She gunned the engine and went forward out of the parking lot. I looked out of the window and looked around lazily. Admiring the trees and crystal blue skies. Then Erica tapped my arm and I faced her. Smiling at her beautiful face, but when I looked to see what she was looking at my smile disappeared

A body hung from a light pole, a bag covering the face. A red sword decorating the bag, Erica slowed and we stared at it. The body was mangled and turn, flesh barley hanging on the bones.

'Destroy Weakness' tagged in spray paint below the swaying body. "Chip." I whispered seeing the bodies back, as it lazily spun. Blood trickled from wounds obviously from a whip.

A hand appeared on my shoulder and I looked across to Erica. I shook it off and glanced out the window. There stood a normal person, gun in hand, trained on a cowering figure. The one with the gun wore the red sword and as we drove by they smiled. Pulling the trigger, and the cowering person slumped to the ground. Dead.

"Maybe we should go back." I told her leaning back into the leather seat. "Warren could be up, confused why he's tied up with bed sheets."

"No, we have to learn more about this. Besides Warren is a lousy spy, he'd probably fall back asleep." She responded shaking her head.