Hide (Prologue)
Everyone has a twin. There is a good and bad twin. The twins never really liked each other from the start. Until they turn on each other, now the evil ones are taking over and the good ones are being hunted.
We closed in on the group. Stumbling and giggling hysterically, blending right in with the stoners and drunkards. This party was crazed, even for goodies. We stumbled to the circle around the bond-fire, since our group had all girl troops the guys were all over us.
One pull Rebecca onto his lap, she giggled but i knew she was about to go crazy and slap the living shit out of that boy. Then a couple of guys came over and started play with my hair.
Damn, these were some freaky kids. It didn't matter anymore. I stood up and swagged away. " I'll be right back boys." I said in a flirtatious tone. Stepping a few feet away i dialed the boss.
Me: We gotten.
Boss: That was quick, I'm impressed.
Boss: Just be sure you round up our troops, we can't afford to lose anymore.
Me: Aight see ya.
We hung up. Slammed the phone on the ground, picked up the small chip inside and snapped it. Smiled, walked back to the group. I rounded up the troops, then sang in a high tainting voice, "You better run boys!"
Some looked up with fear in there eyes, they understood. But some look up with confusion, either to stoned or stupid to understand. Those who knew tried to scramble away but it was to late.
The helicopters came. My team and I run under cover, while the goodies where gunned down. Killed of one by on, leaving the bond-fire unattended. My job was done.
One pull Rebecca onto his lap, she giggled but i knew she was about to go crazy and slap the living shit out of that boy. Then a couple of guys came over and started play with my hair.
Damn, these were some freaky kids. It didn't matter anymore. I stood up and swagged away. " I'll be right back boys." I said in a flirtatious tone. Stepping a few feet away i dialed the boss.
Me: We gotten.
Boss: That was quick, I'm impressed.
Boss: Just be sure you round up our troops, we can't afford to lose anymore.
Me: Aight see ya.
We hung up. Slammed the phone on the ground, picked up the small chip inside and snapped it. Smiled, walked back to the group. I rounded up the troops, then sang in a high tainting voice, "You better run boys!"
Some looked up with fear in there eyes, they understood. But some look up with confusion, either to stoned or stupid to understand. Those who knew tried to scramble away but it was to late.
The helicopters came. My team and I run under cover, while the goodies where gunned down. Killed of one by on, leaving the bond-fire unattended. My job was done.
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