"so, remember when you saw the village in ruins?"
"I do yeah..."
"well, these gang members weren't the ones to do this to the place"
"wait, what?!?!"
so she wasn't assured when I told her that, mainly because I knew that us going out of the house then me bringing it up would get her confused, I wait for a little while to tell her this.
"so, who did it?"
"it was a kid"
"define, kid"
She got even more unsure when I told her who did it, but the explanation was a little something along the lines of this:
"he was this really short, but powerful little kid, that managed to literally throw explosions as pellets"
"how the fu-"
"it is a long story, trust me if I tell you it, you'll be confused"
"I don't mind, let's just go on the bike, were going back to that village"
On the way I explained everything that happened from begging to end, while she sat silent and unflinching as we dashed through sand, the whole story was rationalized when she got the full picture, and now I think she understands everything that happened.
"so, he is a kid that blew your head up?"
"yes, but I don't think you will believe it..."
"I can believe it, you were buried alive, and I bet your got paralyzed from the waist down from that fall, and the granny slit your throat, but you recovered from all of that, are you seriously gonna tell me blowing your head is going to kill you?"
"I just figured it would be unorthodox as hell when I explained it"
1 hour later
We were at the village after a really long ride, and I still see the ruined pieces of the area surround me, as all of the pieces give me eerie flash backs. When Caressa looked around, she didn't really look through to say much, but she did open up a conversation for me.
"so, you think we can beat the kid?"
"he kept throwing explosions at me, they were strong, and he wasn't fazed by any of it!"
"he is immune as well?"
"yes! He doesn't get hurt by the shit he throws at you to hurt you!"
"but I never got to say anything about this, but how about I give you a name that I think you might like, I swear it is not violent!"
"yeah sure, go ahead! I'm gonna go with whatever you choose!"
"Monandza!"
What a name! I never thought of a name for myself, but I think this was a safe choice, it sounds cool, but also gentlemen like, I feel like I could wear a half sleeved suit and a tie around my neck, and then look more suitable for the name, but I will stick to my looks.
After the jolly conversation I started looking for tracks, there were a lot of things that I found before, but I never wanted to truly go after him, until now. I see some foot prints in the distance, there were zero weather changes, yet I'm still surprised, because how coincidental that the gang members arrived from the east, and we were coming into the village from the south, I found it awfully funny that all of this time, yet here we are, with all the foot prints and areas to see, but before we went, we had to prepare ourselves. I was going to Caressa to tell her about a plan I had.
"so, what's good about what I found is there is a track!"
"great! Let's follow it!"
"before we do, let's prepare!"
