Chapter 15: Travelers

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Nine was woken by a hard slap in the face. He quickly shot out of bed.
"Let's go!" Five was standing right beside his bed, with a small glare in his all-white eyes. Eight was also woken up. She looked over to Five.
"What are you doing in here, you little creep?!" Eight was frightened by Five's sudden appearance.
"I'm trying to wake up Nine. Go back to sleep before I shove a screwdriver up your nose." Five harshly commanded her. Eight looked at Five for a moment before looking at Nine.
Nine pressed his lips together and closed his eyes in a sigh.
"Ignore him. I gotta go." Nine lifted up the covers and dropped out of bed. Five watched him stretch his arms. Eight stormed out of bed and out of the room. Nine picked out his clothes and turned back to Five. "A little privacy?" Nine looked at Five with a little disturbance.
"Yep." Five stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him. He waited outside of the room until Nine opened the door fully dressed. Nine fixed his shirt collar as both him and Five stumbled down the stairs. Nine stopped to say goodbye to Eight, but Five grabbed his sleeve and told him "let's go!" But before Five opened the front door, someone grabbed his arm. He turned around to see Two. "What do you want?" Five ripped his arm out of his brother's tight grip.
"Five, you're my brother. You can be annoying, and you are just a little bit of a murderer, but you're still my brother." Two smiled at his younger, or older, brother. Five looked up at Two and squinted his all-white eyes.
"If I die, you do too." Five told him. Two watched with a surprised expression as Five dragged Nine out of the house.

"So where are we doing this at exactly?" Nine and Five walked beside each other down the sidewalk.
"Somewhere free of people." Five looked at the file that had dried blood splattered against it.
They ran into the woods. They stepped over the logs and long weeds until they were far enough in the thick forest.
"This is good." Five looked at the twigs and brown leaves that littered the ground. "Are you ready?" Five looked over to Nine, who was looking at the towering trees.
"I guess so." Nine looked at Five and shrugged. Five grabbed Nine's hand and closed his eyes. Nine watched Five's hands turn blue before they disappeared with a small zap.

Eleven walked down the stairs to see Eight cuddled up on the couch in a blanket.
"Whats going on?" Eleven asked as she sat next to Eight.
"I woke up so early.." Eight mumbled, her eyes half closed.
"Are they gone?" Eleven asked, fiddling with her thumbs.
"I think so." Eight groaned tiredly.
"So you had a bad morning I take it?" Eleven gave a bit of a smile.
"Five literally scared the crap outta me. He's so annoying." Eight's head fell against the couch. Eleven raised her eyebrows and nodded.
"At least we get time without him for a couple days. Wanna watch a movie?" Eleven grabbed the remote and switched on the tv.

Nine and Five appeared in a small town. It was very cold out and thick clouds covered the sky like smoke. Nine wrapped his arms around himself in attempt to keep warm. Five looked around the sad, cold town.
"This is the place." Five nodded, his nose starting to get red.
"Good. Now let's find Seventeen and get outta here." Nine shivered in his Vans. Five started walking down the side of the road, shortly followed by Nine. Five scanned all of the buildings, seeing if he had been inside one when he was here previously. "What do you think?" Nine asked him.
"I don't know. I guess we can ask around to see if anyone has seen him." Five stopped and looked at the road.
"Can we at least find a jacket?" Nine's teeth clattered behind his dry lips.

They walked into a little store and looked at the racks of clothes.
"Lookin' for anything specific?" The clerk grumbled, taking her cigarette out of her mouth in able to ask.
"Do you have any jackets or coats? At least a blanket?" Nine walked over to the counter.
"We have a few jackets over on the rack over there." The clerk said, pointing to a small rack with her cigarette.
"Thank you." Nine smiled and nodded a little in thanks to the clerk.
"No problem. You just gonna leave your blind brother over there or are ya gonna take him with ya? I'm lookin' for a little boy that can walk my dogs." The clerk asked Nine in her ragged voice.
"Oh, uhm, yeah I'm taking him with me." Nine awkwardly laughed a little. Five looked confusingly over to the clerk.
"Is that a real tattoo below your eye? Your little brother has one too!" The clerk pointed to the '#9' tattooed under Nine's eye.
"Oh- uh, yep." Nine smiled and nodded.
"Did it hurt when you got it? Isn't your little brother a bit too young for tattoos?" The clerk questioned.
"I was actually sedated when they did the tattoo. He's actually just my friend, not my brother. He's also 36." Nine informed the clerk. The clerk nodded and looked over to Five, who was still looking over to them from the racks of clothes. Five walked over right beside Nine and looked at the clerk.
"Oh my gosh how did he know how to get over here?!" The clerk gasped with amazement.
"I'm not blind, you imbecile." Five harshly snapped at the lady.
"Five-" Nine tried to settle the little flame he called 'Number Five' down. The clerk stood in shock.
"Also I want two jackets." Five set two black jackets on the counter. The clerk quickly scanned the items and typed in a few things.
"That'll be $40." The clerk nervously spoke, slowly putting the cigarette back into her mouth.
"Actually, me and my loyal companion here don't have a dime. We would like the jackets for free. Y'know, since we are basically friends now." Five smiled at the trembling clerk.
"Sorry, sir, I can't do that." The clerk kindly told him. He took the pistol out from his back pocket and pointed the gun at the clerks head.
"I don't have very much patience." Five growled, his fingers getting white from gripping the gun so tight. The clerk put her hands up and dropped her cigarette.
"Take them! Just don't shoot!" The clerk cried. Five grabbed the jackets and marched out of the store.
"Sorry." Nine whispered to the clerk as he passed her.
They both put on the jackets and started walking down the sidewalk, this time, warmer. Until sirens blazed behind them.

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