Reprecussions

Chapter 4

Not a second later a voice replies, "Come in," It's a deep voice. Demetri opens the door and we walk inside. Demetri first and then me. I close the door behind me. He steps out of the way allowing me to get a better look around the quarters.

To my left is a cot with blankets thrown about. To my right is more of a trunk which could be used as a place to either store personal weapons or clothes. In front of me is a desk, with a boy behind it. He's facing towards us, but his head is down, doing something with some papers on his desk.

Though I can't see his face, he looks to be around my age. He has dark chocolate brown hair that covers most of his face at the moment, it has a slight curl to the ends of it and looks messy, but in a good way. Snap out of that Brex, he may be an ally. He has tanned skin and it looks even tanner with his black fitted short sleeve shirt. He has muscle on him and more of an athletic body, so he must've been into sports and just decided to keep up with the work outs or training they did. Or he could just be really into combat, but it doesn't seem that way.

When he finally looks up the thing that catches my attention first are his eyes. They are a striking crystal blue which is a stark contrast to his other features. He has a sharp jawline that seems to fit him. He straightens up to about six three. Though the desk hides most of his waist down I can still see that he's wearing blue jeans.

I'm snapped out of my analyzation when he reaches to something on the desk. My instincts kick in and without realizing it, I had pulled my gun out from my thigh sheath and have it pointed at him. He freezes and slowly calculates my actions.

I hear Demetri let out a breath of irritation. He holds out his hand to me. "Hand it over." He blinks lazily. I glance at him and when I don't do as he says he says louder, "Now." I look at his and he does a beckoning motion. I sigh and sarcastically show him I put the safety on and push it into his open hand.

"I expect that back. It's my favorite."

"Of course." He says and stuffs it into one of his back pockets. "Now. Since that's settled," I look back to the boy to see he's already watching me. He's gone to standing straight again and he has his arms crossed. "Ren, this is- "I cut him off.

"Brexley.Brexley Merandise. I'm the head of the girls at my compound" I make sure heknows I'm looking him up and down and position my hands on my hips.

"Alright. Thank you. And this here is – "The boy cuts Demetri off as well.

"Ren. Ren Amos. The head of the Boys you see out there." We nod in acknowledgement to one another. Though I do catch his gaze raking over me as he smirks.

"Demetri. A word please." They walk into the left corner, the farthest away from me. Ren looks calm, he keeps taking risky glances over at me and I raise my eyebrow each time. They've been over there for a couple minutes and it doesn't look like it'll be ending soon so I walk over to his desk. Behind it is a chair. So, I take it upon myself to sit in it. I inspect his desk as they talk.

Reports, maps of the city and surrounding cities, places they've gone through, and inventories of food, supplies, and weapons. Though it looks as though they're running a little low on food, and they've been to all the surrounding cities except for ours, which now that I think about it, that's probably why Demetri was in the streets.

"Find what you're looking for there?" Ren says as he walks over and leans against the desk and puts his arms behind him. He must've been the guy all the girls drooled over, and when he snapped his fingers they jumped. He gives me a grin that probably made all the girls at his school faint. Well I'm not impressed.

I slouch back in the chair that leans back with me and turn towards him. The chair follows my motions. I raise an eyebrow at him. My mouth opens slightly as my tongue runs over my teeth and back before it stops on my right canine. I drape my left arm on the headrest. While I put my weight on my right forearm that lays on the armrest and put my legs on the left armrest and cross my ankles. "Certainly. Tell me, Ren. With that stance you got there, were you the innocent boy every girl drooled over or were you the one that nailed just about every girl in sight?" I tilt my head to the side.

His smile falters a fraction and mines goes up. "Neither," he states. "I was the boy that kind of intimidated people." I snort.

"Sorry sorry. But you? Intimidating? Just doesn't work, Sweetheart." His smile drops all the way and he blows out a breath.

"So. Why are you here anyway. I thought all the girls got wiped out along with the adults. Why show up now?"

"Well well, I could say the same for you. Until I see Demetri here coming into our city and scaring my poor watchers to death. My smile is gone as well, it's business time. "And as I can tell," I pick up the papers from his desk labeled food and supplies. "You're running low on energy. Does the rest of your posse know about this?"

"That's none of your concern now is it?" he says to me.

"Well, I know see who you were back then, you were the dick no one liked. Look I was just going to offer you and your boys a spot with me in my compound. It's way bigger than this and can probably fit all of you in separate beds- "he interrupts.

"Excuse me. We don't need your damn charity thank you very much." I throw my legs back over the chair and stand up.

"Well by the looks of your current situation I think you do. You're running out of food and quickly. My science people have already made-"

"I don't care about you or your girls. We're doing just fine with what we got- "

"Oh really, Mr. Amos. Because by the looks of it and my accurate estimation, you and your boys will start to starve before winter even sets in. And that's still a month away. If you don't start looking at things with clearer eyes, you will all be dead before you even know it." I say getting in his face.

"Look, we don't want nor need your help Miss Merandise."

"You will. Starvation won't be your only problem." I mutter.

"What do you mean by that?"

"None of your concern, all I'm going to tell you is that my compound is safer and more equipped than yours- "

"Oh give it a rest already."

"You see those boards you have, holding everything up? They won't last much longer; they have wood rot already embedded in them."

"I'm sorry. Who are you exactly? A wood expert? They are completely fine along with my compound."

"I planned on becoming an architect, thank you very much." I say glaring at him. "Plus, you're too close to radiation." I say even though I know it's a lie.

"That's a lie. There's no radiation around here for about twenty miles."

"I'm not trying to get into a fight with you or tell you how to run your compound."

"Good."

"We need each other. You need me and my resources and I need you."

"And why, exactly, do you need me?"

"I need your strength in numbers when the time comes. We're equipped with a kitchen that can cook a feast, a  science department that has already started up growing vegetables again and are working on greater technology, and a full training room equipped with knives, throwing stars, guns, and everything you can imagine." He stays quiet. "I have a proposition. Who's your best fighter?"

"You're looking at him, Love." He smirks.

"As am I. Hand to hand combat, between me and you. The first person to tap out or get pinned loses. If I win, you come with me to my compound- "He interrupts.

"If I win, you leave, and we never see you again." I stick out my hand to him.

"Deal?"he grabs my hand and shakes it.

"You got yourself a deal Brexley Merandise. Meet in the training room in five." With that he lets go of my hand and makes his way across the room to the door. "Oh," he says, his hand on the knob as he turns around to look at me. "Don't get too sad when I win."

"Noted."I say as I nod at him. He nods back and steps out of the room, closing the doorbehind him. I turn to Demetri, "You got any tape around here?"

(AN: That's our dear Demetri Almesbury, and then it'll be Ren.)