Welcome to Chicago

The Skulls

I jump out the door, grabbing my rifle and my black canvas backpack off the wall while dropping jackal into his pocket in my pack before exiting through the hole in the wall too the dark hallway that is the underground apartments while my brother gets dressed behind me.

"c'mon we have too get moving!" I shout over my shoulder too jance

"At least let me get my pants on man!" He retorts back at me

"Ugh!" I groan as a start jogging too the crumbling concrete stairs that lead up to the street. I stand at the foot of the stairs and the cold bites my bare shoulders. The metal of my gun on my back starts to get colder. I shift my strap to move the gun too a more dense part of my tank top.

"Ok I'm here." Jance says as he jogged to a stop next to me. He is wearing his usual long sleeve t-shirt with a AC/DC logo on it. My brother and I have always been huge AC/DC fans through thick and thin. Heck the song Back in Black got me through my first breakup. We rush up the stairs into the freezing cold. The street is completely frosted over and the sun hasnt come up yet

"I don't see anyone. Lets go" I whisper to jance. We move slowly across the dim street too an alley way near by.

"Alright lets go to the west market, thats most likely where they will go last" I order

"Or first" Jance says under his breath

"Shut it! you've got your pistols right." He nods reaching too his belt too feel his two modified glocks.

"If anything goes wrong I've got your back." I pat my rifle with its 20x adjustable zoom scope.

"Ok." He mumbled nervously

"Jeez man your the older one you're supposed to be the leader"

We slide across the icy street sliding on the thin layer of ice covering the street

"Jance you go ahead" I whisper into his ear "I'm gonna check behind this house. Holler if you need help"

"ok Bro good luck" Jance said confidently

"Same to you" I slip behind a crumbling green building as jance sneaks farther down the street to the west market. I Jump over a knocked over trash bin to reach the piles of endless rubble and trash. As I dig through the pile a small shine catches my eye. I wander over to it.

"What is it?" I ask out loud. I stare down at the silvery box. Crouching down to get a better look at it I notice a small island with a single palm tree engraved on the top. I pick it up it feels cold yet slightly warm in my hands. It feels like solid silver.

"Wow" I gasp too myself. This could be worth a fortune. I open the box from the slightly rusting latch. Inside the box is a small golden Flash Drive. I see the same palm tree as the one on the box engraved on one side of the flash drive. I flip over the shiny rectangle and see the letters O.A.S.I.S engraved in the side. They looked familiar some how.

"Chance!" I hear a cry from toward the west market. Jance! I think to myself. I Drop the silver box and stuff the Flash Drive in my pocket. I climb up a pile of rusting junk too look over the black fence surrounding the yard. I slide my rifle off my now numb shoulder and flip out my carbon fiber bipod. I bunker down on a rusted metal box giving me a vantage point to the center of the west market. I look through my scope only needing 10x zoom. I see Jance heroically fighting off about ten men with his glocks. I Couldn't make out the gang signs of the men and I didn't have time to find out. I set up too take my first shot on one of the guys who just came out of the glass covered drug store. I line up and am about to pull the trigger when I hear a small rustling sound behind me. I whip around swinging my gun butt first. Then everything goes black the last thing I saw was a balled fist with a single ring on it, a silver skull.