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``KIDD HURRY UP YOU BUFFOON.``
Killer yelled as we ran on roof tops jumping from one to another. Heat and Wire weren’t far behind.
``OUT OF EVERYONE? ARE YOU SERIOUS KIDD??!! YOU HELP NO ONE BUT THAT ONE DUDE WE DON’T KNOW AND WE’VE SEEN HIM IN THE SAME SITUATION WITH COUNTLESS PEOPLE. WHY DID YA GO AFTER EM!``
Killer was yelling from under his biker helmet loudly and, of course Heat and Wire were just listening to it. Who did he think he was? Second in command in the group or not, he needs to show me some respect, what I do is my choice. Besides . . . I don’t know WHY I helped that dude.
``NOT SAYIN ANYTHIN?``
I chose to ignore him till we got back to our base, once we got back we walked to the gate that was covered in barbed wire, the only person who could open it would be from the inside. A big guy named Gig stepped over, opening the gate and moving the barbed wire up with a metal pole, letting us in, there stood a small shorter girl next to Gig called Dive. . . most of these people have weird names. Once we stepped one foot in, someone could easily tell it was a trash site. The horrible smell, Multiple piles of trash, gear, metal, weapons, broken down cars, and broken things laid all over the dirt ground. As Gig closed and locked the gate It took about a minute just to get to the entrance of a big broken down concrete 3 story building.. Built like a storage warehouse.
As we approached I banged on the door once and automatically a tall dude with blue short curly hair named Resh– no. reck. opened the door letting us in, it smelt as bad as it did before. blood splatter on the wall and floor, multiple broken windows that were covered with boards that were surrounded by the shattered glass on the Ground. broken items, and the only light we got was from the hole in the roof and floors. While the door was shut behind us I started to go up the stairs but Killer started yelling again, making Wire and Heat quickly walk away.
``KIDD. Were not done with our conversation!``
``Yes we are, what I did was my choice.``
``YOUR CHOICE ALMOST GOT US KILLED!``
At this point it was bugging me.
``We’re still alive aren’t we ya dickhead?!``
With that i turned away and walked up the steps that looked like they should’ve crumbled.
``THAT FUCKER ALMOST BIT YOU WHEN YOU THREW THAT MAN TO THE SIDE. OUT OF EVERYONE WE’VE SEEN BIT AND DIE WHAT MADE HIM SO DIFFERENT?``
At this point he was basically telling me I shouldn't have done what I did.. He’s telling me? A quick step down from the steps and a quick turn, I was in Killer's face that was covered by his helmet.
``I did what I did. Because I wanted to, that is more than enough reason for me to do what I did regardless if it was a risk. You guys following after me is what almost got ‘’US’’ Killed.``
With that being said I could feel his hard glare at me from behind his helmet, but he chose to hold his tongue, it was a wise choice on his part.
``I’ll be on the roof if anyone needs me.``
I said as I walked back up the stairs and to the 3rd floor, walking to a corner where a metal ladder went up from the floor and up to the roof. I made the ladder. The roof was fairly clean with a bunch of metal, wood and wires lying around, and a bunch of thick wooden planks going across the hole. I grabbed a small broken music box and walked to the side of the Roof sitting down right at the side and put my legs down drooping over the side of the building.
I looked up to see multiple Zombies stumbling around the open field out of the gates, they must’ve followed us this far. Gig and Dive will take care of those soon. I looked down to the small music box, and reached over grabbing a screwdriver and started to fiddle with it. After a while it started to make noise, a song played an old jazz tune that was catchy though it wasn't my taste in music.
I started to move my head to it until I heard rubble behind me, quickly I threw the box over the ledge and it crashed down onto the ground and broke into pieces, whoops. Didn’t mean to do that.
``Kidd.``
The muffled voice behind a helmet gave it away. I let out a huge huff turning my head to look at Killer.
``What.``
``Can we at least talk about what happened back there?``
I didn’t want to. . . for the simple fact I don’t even know. I got up and jumped from the ledge of the roof making a loud thud. I walked over to a crate and sat down on it in front of a bin filled with wood and cloth. I reached over to the small side table and grabbed matches, lighting one and threw it in the bin, the wood and cloth set on fire. I sat there looking at the flames as they made smoke fill the air, it didn’t take long for Killer to follow me and sit on a crate across from me.
``Listen, i’m just not understanding why YOU risked your life for some lanky dude that looks like he’s hardly even done something with his life.``
It was starting to get even more annoying how he’d just assume something about the dude, it was unlike him. But the dude had to of been a doctor, meds and hospital documents fell out of his blood stained white coat when i knocked him away . . . unless he was a crazy person that escaped the crazy house after all of this unfolded, not to mention the dude looked like he had given up when the Zombies were about to eat him.
``I don’t know why I did It alright?! I just did it because i- I JUST DID.``
We sat in silence for a good two minutes.
``Okay.. And once you saved him, why didn’t you just bring him back?``
``Did you not see what the fucking dick did? He pushed me back after we were in the clear and ran off. I tried to grab him but at that time Zombies appeared again. I mean who does that after they’ve been saved?``
Killer just sat there, and laughed weirdly a bit.
``I mean look at you, you don’t look very friendly even if you’re attempting to be nice.``
``HEY. What does that mean ya dick?!``
Killer just laughed again as waved his hands.
``I’m saying you still dress as if we’re still in our street gang. Your open shirt, your bandana on your head making your hair stand up, your baggy pants that hang over your boots, you wear heavy eyeliner with dark red lipstick, and red painted nails. . . you also have that big scar on the side of your head and to top it off you carry a metal bat with nails on your back– OH, And you’re taller than average.
I sat there and mumbled to myself, what was wrong with how I dressed. . . and what's wrong with being tall..?
``If you’re just gonna point out how i look and why people are scared of me, i'll gladly take it as a compliment.``
Killer sighed and leaned against the stacked crates next to him.
``If we see him again do you want us to bring him in?``
I sat there thinking for a while. If he was a doctor it could deem useful for us, then again that punk shoved me away when his ass got saved by me. Or he could be a fresh out the pin house guy. He looked like he was in his mid 20’s . . . he had to have been younger if not around the same age as me, then again dragging him here– well if he ain’t dead yet that is. It would be pretty funny to see his shocked face once he’s here after he got away from me.
``Yeah, bring him back if anyone sees him. Make sure you get Wire to draw him out, and describe him. I know you saw him as much as i did.``
Killer scratched his helmet. He didn’t even care for the guy.
``Are you saying you have no idea how the guy looks?``
``What?! Do you blame me? You were basically blocking his whole body with yours AND I was further away when I saw you throw him aside and beat the lights out of the dead. You should know what he looks like, yeah?``
I deeply sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose.
``Yeah. I know what he looks like.``
Killer paused for a second before he nodded and called down the hole for Wire. A few seconds passed and Wire was up on the roof quickly.
``Oh good you already have your book and pencils.``
Killer was quick to say, I didn't pay much attention to that.
``Yeah, did you need me to draw someone out again?``
Wire was quick to ask, I grumbled and leaned over resting my elbow on my knee while I also rested my head on my hand.
``Kidd here has memorized the random dude he saved, if you have any details to add in after he did be my guest.``
Wire looked to me as if it was a shock, what? I don’t pay attention to people a lot but it doesn't mean i can’t recognize someone. Wire opened his book and flipped to a clean page, grabbing the pencil that was on the side, looking at me with an intense stare. . . it wasn’t that shocking.
``He was at least 5 or 6 inches shorter than me, he had black short straight hair with a white beanie that had brown spots on some parts of it like a snow leopard or a seal. A darker skin color kinda, He had dark eye bags, and his eyes drooped a bit like an overworked or overly tired person. He had double gold hoop earrings on both ears, and he also wore clean eyeliner. . . . he wore a white coat that had a bunch of blood stains, blue skinny jeans with the same pattern as his hat… a white button up Shirt . . uhm.. He had a goatee, and sideburns… and he carried a gun… i think that's all..``
They both looked at me and not said a word, Wire hadn’t even begun drawing.
``OI. DRAW WHAT I SAID.``
With that, Wire quickly started drawing. I looked over to Killer and grumbled.
``What's with y'all bein surprised? I aint even do anything cool.``
Killer laughed a bit again.
``You just never really REMEMBER anyone, is there something you ain’t tellin me about him?``
I scoffed deeply.
``WHAT’CHA MEAN BY THAT DICK?``
Killer laughed loudly as he held his stomach, it's the most he’s laughed for a while.
``Nothing, I'm glad you’ve found an interest in some random dude though. It’s rare for you to see someone and think they are worth your time– worth your saving.``
I could feel my face go red from embarrassment as I growled and itched my head quickly looking away from Killer and to Wire who held out the sketch. It was exactly how he looked. Killer looked over and tilted his head.
``Is there anything he missed out on Wire?``
Wire looked at the drawing and shrugged.
``Nope, he got the details pretty good.``
I huffed as I looked at Killer again.
``What? I had to make sure you said everything . . .``
I could tell Killer was smirking under his helmet and it irritated me.
``FUCK OFF!``
I Blurted out before standing up and stomping back down the ladder.
``I’m goin to handle those damn zombies outside the gates.``