Adimas and Quinn were tied up and blindfolded, sitting in the back of a van next to each other. Quinn was sleeping on Adimas’s shoulder while she was trying to ignore the groans and complaining of the other kidnap victims, waiting for whenever the van would make its next stop, which it very soon did. Adimas started moving her shoulder, “Hey, get up. It’s time.”
Adimas could hear Quinn groaning as he woke up, “Already? Can’t I just have five more minutes.” He said with a groggy voice before trying to go back to sleep. Just like Quinn, many of the other victims were also complaining
Then there was the sound of a gunshot, silencing everyone in the van. “Shut your mouths!” One of the kidnappers demanded, “Damn, an irritating bunch like y’all aren’t even probably worth much anyway, so I don’t mind killing whoever few can’t seem to stop whining!”
The only victim that didn’t quiet down was Quinn. “I said five more minutes, woman! Why are you yelling?”
“That wasn’t me you little brat! It’s whoever’s holding a gun.” Adimas answered, also ignoring the demands for silence.
The very next sound breaking that silence was of the clicking of a pistol being aimed at them. “You two still don’t know how to shut up?” The kidnapper questioned.
“Well Quinn, you might as well start this off. It’s you being half deaf that has us in this mess.” Adimas said. She then heard the gun get fired. The fact her nose began itching, she could tell she was most likely shot in the face. After that, she could hear Quinn’s mouth blowing out as if he was spitting air at someone, accompanied by the sound of a skull shattering, blood splattering, and steel ripping apart.
“Hey! Try not to kill more than half of them while you’re back there.” Said another thug, clearly unaware of what actually happened. Adimas stood up and stretched out her arms, snapping the ropes that tied her up. She took off her blindfold and saw the first kidnapper dead on the floor with a hole in his eye socket, one of the kidnapped victims spitting blood out of their mouths that came from the corpse, and Quinn standing up having already done the same thing. Adimas immediately walked a few steps towards the front of the van, where two other thugs were in their seats. Adimas reached through the back of the passenger's car seat to grab and snap the neck of the thug in the seat. The thug in the driver’s seat reeled back in shock, “What? When did you-”
Adimas grabbed him by the mouth with her right hand. “You’re going to want to stop talking now.” She stated, “I don’t plan on asking this too many times. So when I ask you this question, you will truthfully answer, got it?” The thug noded.
Quinn moved next to Adimas with a small cellphone in his hand. “No need for that. I started going through that first guy’s phone, and it has all the info we need. I guess he was quite the idiot before we got to him” He told Adimas, “We lucked out with this one too. They work for the crime boss Barrow, a perfect pick for rebuilding the complex. Not to mention, an address is in here too.”
“Well, that is convenient.” Adimas stated, she then looked over to the thug. “Looks like your life ends even sooner than what I originally planned.” She put her left hand behind the headrest of the car seat and crushed the thug’s head by shoving it into the carseat.
“Now that that’s settled. I’m going to call the cops for these people in the back so we don’t have to take off their blindfolds.” Quinn said
Adimas put up her hand, “No, afterall we still need to convince this crime boss that we’re worth his time helping. We might as well continue where these three left off.”
Quinn shrugged, “Suit yourself.”
In the office, Doctor Linza Nicole was just getting finished gathering blood from Shanty’s crew of pirates that arrived at her clinic. She gathered all of the collected blood and placed them in boxes in a cart. Shanty had re-entered the office. “Ya sure that kid’s in here?” He questioned Linza, “I checked everywhere, and found nothin’.”
“Of course, I brought her inside myself. The police wouldn’t take her and I couldn’t just let her wander off. If the owner of that hotel tracks her back to me, there might end up being less of my clinic than that hospital across the street. Did you check the vents?”
Shanty looked at Linza confused. “In the vents? Wait, she’s from the hotel? Why would ya take in a bothersome critter like that?” Not a moment later, both Shanty and Linza could hear loud bumping above them. It seemed the little girl was in the vents. She could be heard banging loudly on something in the vents, until eventually falling through the ceiling and on top of Shanty. Shanty catched the girl as she was falling, mildly annoyed by the rubble that fell on top of him. The little girl was already trying to crawl out of Shanty’s arms, as if looking for something.
“Perfect, you found her!” Linza shouted joyfully, “I guess the mention of critters was enough to lure her out. Now, I’m going to be too busy to take her back to the hotel, so you’re going to have to do that for me.” She began walking out of the office, pushing the cart full of packaged blood along with her.
“Hey! I got work to be done too ya know. What are ya doin’ that’s so important?”
“I’m going to save some lives.”
Linza Nicole strolled across the street, into the rubble of the destroyed hospital. It didn’t take much wandering to find victims of this building’s destruction. Numerous patients of this hospital with broken bones, losing blood, if not already dead. Doctors and nurses doing their best to get everyone they could out of the rubble and into safety, at least the doctors and nurses who weren’t mortally injured themselves. Linza grinned, it seemed she made it here just in time. “Looks like everyone here could use some help!” She called out to the doctors, grabbing their attention.
One of the doctors approached Linza, while the others continued working to save people. “Are you the doctor that owns that small clinic? Good if so, because we need all the help we can get.”
“I can see that, but I’m not doing this for nothing. Bring all of your injured to my clinic so we can better treat them, however I will be handling the inevitable billing.”
The doctor is taken back from Linza’s demands. “You should know as much as I do that what you’re asking is unreasonable for multiple reasons.”
“Not really. We both know because of who owns this hospital, ambulances won’t be coming to transfer these people anywhere. And if my clinic is going to be used to assist in any way, especially with its small size, I feel my demand is perfect compensation.”
“And about Lavascious? He won’t be happy with this when he finds out.”
“He’s the richest man in Asogend, I’m sure he could lose a few hundred thousand dollars in profit without realizing.”
It is 8:30am. Travis Hill had just finished serving Flya Lavender her fifth breakfast sandwich at the front counter of the cafe. “Can’t you eat while you’re moving from place to place? As many of these sandwiches you eat everyday, I would be needing a break, fast.” Even when tiring himself out with one of his usual customers, he could still find himself funny.
Flya Lavender stared at Travis unimpressed, “Are you trying to make me lose my appetite?” She asked before putting down her last sandwich. “More importantly, how did you end up missing the Dynamic Trio before they left? I was reporting on them the whole time, and I didn’t even see you.”
“The door to the rooftop was locked and my key wasn’t working for some reason. I guess the boss changed the locks last night or something.”
“Really? It doesn’t sound like something he would do.” As the two were talking, Cadent came back into the room. “Oh perfect, I know you only just started working here but have you seen Barkeep go upstairs for any reason?” Flya Lavender asked.
“I’ve barely seen the barkeep at all.” Cadent responded, “Really only talked to him once, I don’t know his actual name outside of him being the barkeep.”
“That is his actual name.” Travis clarified, “He’s an Unborn. He came into the world with his name literally being Barkeep.” Flya Lavender started giggling. And subsequently, Travis began to regret bringing up the topic of Unborns. “Ok, please just finish your meal Lavender, I don’t want to hear anymore about your research into Unborns.”
“I don’t see how you’re not as intrigued as I am. We’re both Unborns too!” Flya Lavender responded with excitement. “Though more recently, I’m into a specific group of Unborns. The Flamezation.”
Mention of The Flamezation piqued Candent’s interest. “The Flamezation? I mean yes they saved the world multiple times over by this point, but what about them are you looking into?”
“Most of them are also nearly as much of a pain to deal with then Chaos Incarnate.” Travis pointed out, “Also can we please not encourage this? If she starts going now, we’ll be here for hours.”
“C’mon Travis, don’t be upset because Cadent and I share common interests. Who wouldn’t want to talk about Asogend’s most bombastic group of heroes?”
And as if on command a new customer walks through the doors of the cafe, carrying a large stack of fliers. Wearing an all white outfit from his jacket, gloves, pants, and shoes, matched with his all white hair, and his light toned skin, a member of The Flamezation has walked into the building.
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