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Chapter 6
Frank's POV
We were all looking throughout the diner, other than Dr. D, who was checking out a nearby house. "Hey guys, come see this!" Triple yelled. I followed the sound of her voice to the kitchen. "Yeah, there's a kitchen, it is a diner you know." I said, grinning at her. She scowled at me as Ray, Mikey and Gerard walked in. She grabbed hold of handle and pulled on it, hard. It swung open and she beckoned us inside. We followed Triple as she walked down a long corridor. There were 6 doors there. She opened the first one, to show us a bedroom. The next 4 were also bedrooms, but it was the last one that was the best.
It was a room filled with weapons. Rows of ray guns, rocket and grenade launchers... And a crossbow, and a regular bow. "Holy crap, this is useful." I muttered, reaching out to pick up a gun. I saw a target on the other side of the room, and I fired. The ray of light went straight through the target. "Really useful." I added.
"That's not even the best part." Triple said, picking up the crossbow. She loaded it and fired at another target. It shot a ray of light, and blew up the target. She started giggling and put it back down. "Nice shot!" Ray said, picking up the normal bow. He put an arrow in and drew the string back, and let it fly. The arrow started beeping, and split off into two pieces, one exploding and the other hitting the target Ray aimed at. "Fucking hell!" Gerard said, and I shot him a look and pointed at Triple. He smiled cheerily at me and I frowned, but Triple hadn't noticed. Ray put the bow back and we all left, and ran into rooms. "CLAIMED!" I yelled.
"THIS ONE'S MINE!" Gerard said.
"MINE!" Triple shouted.
"I'M IN HERE!" Ray cried.
"So I get this one?" Mikey said, and we all laughed.
Triple’s POV
I walked back upstairs and into the part of the diner with all the tables and stuff. I looked out the window and saw a motorbike go past. A white one, a dracs. “Guys, drac!” I yelled, grabbing a gun that was on the table. I aimed and fired, hitting it in the shoulder. It drew back for a moment, but then it kept coming towards me. I tried to shoot, but the gun was dead. “Fuck!” I muttered. It grabbed my throat and shoved me against the wall. I choked, and punched the drac’s arm. It didn’t help. Without much thought, I kicked him where it hurts, and he crouched down. I tried to shoot again but my gun still wasn’t working.
A jet of light flew across the room and hit the drac’s head. He fell to the ground and I pulled off the mask. I turned to see Jet-Star putting his gun back into the holster on his belt. “Thanks for that.” I said, hugging him.
“Not a problem.”
I walked out of the diner, and went round the back. There wasn’t much there, other than an old tarpaulin sheet. I pulled at it and found a bright green motorbike. “Holy shit.” I climbed on, my feet high off the ground, and kicked it to life. It took off really quickly, and I squealed. I gained control and directed it out front. I whistled loudly and all four of them walked out. “Triple! Fucking hell, get off that before you get hurt!” Party Poison cried, running over to me. I jumped off the bike, and put the stand up so it wouldn’t fall. “Where did you get that?”
“Round the back.”
“Move, I want a turn!” Fun Ghoul yelled, jumping on and riding off. Party Poison shook his head and we went back inside.
We were all looking throughout the diner, other than Dr. D, who was checking out a nearby house. "Hey guys, come see this!" Triple yelled. I followed the sound of her voice to the kitchen. "Yeah, there's a kitchen, it is a diner you know." I said, grinning at her. She scowled at me as Ray, Mikey and Gerard walked in. She grabbed hold of handle and pulled on it, hard. It swung open and she beckoned us inside. We followed Triple as she walked down a long corridor. There were 6 doors there. She opened the first one, to show us a bedroom. The next 4 were also bedrooms, but it was the last one that was the best.
It was a room filled with weapons. Rows of ray guns, rocket and grenade launchers... And a crossbow, and a regular bow. "Holy crap, this is useful." I muttered, reaching out to pick up a gun. I saw a target on the other side of the room, and I fired. The ray of light went straight through the target. "Really useful." I added.
"That's not even the best part." Triple said, picking up the crossbow. She loaded it and fired at another target. It shot a ray of light, and blew up the target. She started giggling and put it back down. "Nice shot!" Ray said, picking up the normal bow. He put an arrow in and drew the string back, and let it fly. The arrow started beeping, and split off into two pieces, one exploding and the other hitting the target Ray aimed at. "Fucking hell!" Gerard said, and I shot him a look and pointed at Triple. He smiled cheerily at me and I frowned, but Triple hadn't noticed. Ray put the bow back and we all left, and ran into rooms. "CLAIMED!" I yelled.
"THIS ONE'S MINE!" Gerard said.
"MINE!" Triple shouted.
"I'M IN HERE!" Ray cried.
"So I get this one?" Mikey said, and we all laughed.
Triple’s POV
I walked back upstairs and into the part of the diner with all the tables and stuff. I looked out the window and saw a motorbike go past. A white one, a dracs. “Guys, drac!” I yelled, grabbing a gun that was on the table. I aimed and fired, hitting it in the shoulder. It drew back for a moment, but then it kept coming towards me. I tried to shoot, but the gun was dead. “Fuck!” I muttered. It grabbed my throat and shoved me against the wall. I choked, and punched the drac’s arm. It didn’t help. Without much thought, I kicked him where it hurts, and he crouched down. I tried to shoot again but my gun still wasn’t working.
A jet of light flew across the room and hit the drac’s head. He fell to the ground and I pulled off the mask. I turned to see Jet-Star putting his gun back into the holster on his belt. “Thanks for that.” I said, hugging him.
“Not a problem.”
I walked out of the diner, and went round the back. There wasn’t much there, other than an old tarpaulin sheet. I pulled at it and found a bright green motorbike. “Holy shit.” I climbed on, my feet high off the ground, and kicked it to life. It took off really quickly, and I squealed. I gained control and directed it out front. I whistled loudly and all four of them walked out. “Triple! Fucking hell, get off that before you get hurt!” Party Poison cried, running over to me. I jumped off the bike, and put the stand up so it wouldn’t fall. “Where did you get that?”
“Round the back.”
“Move, I want a turn!” Fun Ghoul yelled, jumping on and riding off. Party Poison shook his head and we went back inside.
Notes
A/NThis is so short omfg sarry :3
5/7/13