Playdate

Chapter 11: Loyalty

The people saw nothing, the driver had to swap out with another who was in the front. They tried to go back to the other two till they were tackled down and face-first into the concrete. They felt a stab in both of their legs and a hand on the back of his head, they struggled to move and they felt nausea overthrow them but all the commotion caused the other two to come out guns a blazing and for the man, Ryusei, to get shot twice in his arms. He took his katana and shot a gun they got from the last man at them mostly at their legs which quickly made one of them fall off his feet. Ryusei scrambled to move quickly enough after being shot again in the thigh. Some of the SWAT team wore different amounts of clothing the remaining one chased him as Ryusei went to the back.
He swung at their necks but missed, one of them let go of Chieko and went towards Ryusei swinging a left hook at him, it hit his cheek and caused him to hit the side of the truck another man in the front was hiding with a radio in his hand they whispered into it. Before they swung another hit their legs were melting off of there body they yelled out in agonizing pain, Ryusei had sliced the collar on Chiekos neck but also had hurt his chin.
Ryusei stood back up and stumbled his face bruised from the hit as he spat a tooth out, Chieko opened his mouth before Ryusei pushed him out of the truck in front of him the remaining acid in his mouth coming out and getting on the man chasing Ryusei. Chieko fell ontop of the man making them drop the gun as the acid burned through the armor and onto his chest.
"Dad-" Chieko tried to say before being interrupted again.
"Shut up and go!" Ryusei spat as Chieko ran helping Ryusei along, more reinforcement were coming they had no time to reconnect.
The time was 4:20pm Akane had flew out about 30 minutes ago to retrieve Jack from his hiding place. He carried him in through the door wedding style and put him on a couch Jack laid there giggling as if he was in some type of euphoria, a slap in the face wasn't going to get him out of it. He already tried.

Akane worried about his brother, where was he? Where was everyone? He neatly folded his wings the quills within them spiking out due to his mood,  all he could do was watch Ilan as his tail swished from left to right unable to lift him up due to his position. He just wanted to drink whine in peace but he knew his brother would look down on him if he ran back to alcohol to feel level headed so he found himself sitting in the dining room.
"Ah, a prince...lonely in his castle chained in his fear and confusion." A voice said as Brandon glitched into existence in the corner his voice calm and collected. Akane grumbled under his breath he wondered why he was so calm, does he not realize what he has caused?
"Brandon. Not now." He groaned his hand on his face.
"Why not? Don't you deal with this...every. Single. death? Don't you...kill daily? This shouldn't mean anything, because you care enough to die... For something... temporary." Brandon went on getting closer and closer to him. Akane had a headache, he was technically right but.
"You act like people don't care for each other Brandon. Even Villians care for something that's why we are villains in the first place! Why are you even here!?" Akane shouted back his quills becoming spikey and messy within his greyed-out wings making Brandon move back a bit, a chair was thrown on the floor.
"You beautiful dove, do you not remember? We had a deal...you aren't bailing out on this because of a... slight inconvenience. Are you?" Brandon responded "you should calm down and wait... Think hard enough and the Death Squad will become the Dead Squad." Brandon had a smile on his face, a genuine smile but it was all just for show. "Being so expressive leaves you open, in the darkness with a broken wing bleeding and tweeting for help...all that does is attract predators." He kept talking and talking, Akane's fists were clenched and Ilan had no choice but to listen to what happened behind closed doors, what the heroes never told him about. The life of a villain.
Akane yelled out in anger and threw his fist at Brandon but it hit the wall as he glitched away. Akane's fist bled and he yelled out as he quickly turned behind him seeing Brandon there.
"Why aren't you helping us!?" Akane shouted making Brandon shake his head, cross his arms, and sigh.
"That wasn't part of the deal, the deal was to something good for the both of us..." he said making Akane leave the room after throwing another chair and breaking it before cursing Brandon's name.

 
"It will all come to past..dove."