JP - Running Into the Bad Guys

“Yeah,” Jaxon yawned, bored as he swirled fire around one finger. “Will we ever catch our targets, Razy?”

“Stop calling me that, please.” Razor grumbled. “I’m unsure, but I get the feeling we’ll run into them…” The sad thing about when he had a gut feeling was that he was always right. He hated always being right, but maybe that beautiful Amazonian powered woman would be with them.

Clonestone was bored. He rewatched the video from last night on his phone and got some tissues.

Jaxon and Razor just ignored Clonestone and let him do his business while they argued over where to go to next, using the map app on a tablet given to them by Thrane. They would not let Clonestone near the tablet…

When the rain finally calmed down, Razor called them to get in the truck.

Clonestone finished and went back to the truck.

“Ya took forever, man!” Jaxon chuckled. “Couldn’t get it up properly?”

Razor rolled his eyes at the men and started driving. They would soon spot the van that the ‘rescue team’ was in. “That face…” He said, spotting Klaire in the passenger seat. To stop them, he jerked the wheel and blocked the path.

“DAMN IT, RAZY!” Jaxon yelled.

“Hey! That’s the dog eared lesbian with the nice firm tits! Check out her tits, Jaxon!” Clonestone dropped the tissue box. “AND TZEITEL IS RIGHT BEHIND HER! I’m going to fuck her so hard!”

Drizzt slammed on the breaks and was gasping when they almost hit the truck. “The fuck?!” He stared right at Razor and Jaxon.

“Why does that look like James?” Colt asked, frowning.

“It’s not him…” Klaire whispered, instantly noticing the scar on the man’s face as she leaned out the window and quickly took aim, shooting at the men in the truck.

Razor ducked and Jaxon yelled, shoving Clonestone to the side so they wouldn’t get hit. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He growled. “Bitch!”

Clonestone hardened his skin into thick plates and crawled across the seat to the door. “You look like the guy who fucks her.” He told Jaxon. “Maybe you can fuck her and she can tell us if you’re better than James.”

“So we can kill this James?” Tzeitel asked, loading a bolt to her crossbow. To her disappointment the Canestone clone was shoved down so she could not get a shot. “Fuck!”

Piritta burst out of the van, birch handled knife held high.

Putting the truck in park, Razor brightened at the sight of Piritta. “Oh, the amazonian Finn!” He said with a smile.

Jaxon was about to respond to Clonestone, but got a confused and grossed out look at Razor. “Bro…” He kicked the door open for the clone and hopped out so they could hide from incoming shots. “My fire is useless in this shitty rain!”

“Then figure something else out!” Razor yelled.

Klaire already had another bullet ready and took another shot toward Razor, who ducked out of the way.

Colt followed Piritta, building up his wind so the rain would feel like needles hitting Razor and Jaxon.

“I hate them already!” Jaxon growled.

“You fuck the dog eared lesbian with the nice firm tits while I fuck Tzeitel, Razor can judge which slut screams the loudest.” Clonestone said, ducking behind the truck like a coward.

Tzeitel got out of the van. Her heart was pounding but she wanted Canestone, his clone or whatever he was, dead. She would have used her oil to immunize their team from her pheromones, but they had not expected to run into Canestone’s clone so soon and they were fighting in a disorganized rush already.

Piritta ran around the truck. “Hei, who wants to get punched in the dick first- hyi- why is your dick out?”

Jaxon and Razor blinked, turning to where Piritta was looking. “THE FUCK, DUDE!?!” They yelled.

Piritta stabbed Razor in the back. He’s a bad guy so it’s justifiable.

“Yeah I can manipulate my skin everywhere. Jealous?” Clonestone asked.

Razor cringed and turned around, punching her square in the face. “Are you stupid?!” He roared as the knife fell to the ground, the blade melted.

“Forget about your dick!” Jaxon shot fire out toward them, getting it to go some distance with how hot he made it. “Not hot enough…” Grabbing a gun, he started taking shots at the team.

Klaire growled and shot right at Jaxon, clipping his shoulder. “Fuck off! Where’s James?!” She screamed angrily.

Susi actually looked scared of Klaire as Colt stepped up next to Tzeitel. “I’d say use your pheromones, but I think the rain will just wash it all away.” He said over the downpour and yelling. “Shoot the bolts and I’ll try to make them hit Canestone!”

Piritta frowned, not appreciating being punched in the face. She punched Razor in the throat in return.

Alex pulled the truck over and opened the back allowing a statue of a xenomorph to exit.

Tzeitel stared at Klaire for a moment, feeling a weird sense of deja vu. She shook her head back into the present. “Gonna have to get around that damned truck to hit him.”