Fake Feelings: Banana Bus Squad

Into the Unknown (11)

Wildcat P.O.V

I pulled out my phone and looked at the instructions Scotty fed through my screen. I have to take the next right. I jumped to the rooftop in front of me without looking up from my phone. I saw the apartment building in my peripheral vision and jumped to the next house over.

"I'm coming for you fucker." I whispered. Quickly I changed my direction and jumped from the top of the roof to the ground. I got up instantly and sprinted to the building. I got a text from Vanoss right when I was close to opening the doors.

When you get him, you can keep him here. Non lethal bullets. Go get em Tyler. I rolled my eyes and shut off my phone.

"Non lethal." I sighed looking at my gun. "I forgot non lethal weapons..." I grabbed the bridge of my nose and sighed. Stupid. "I'll just knock him out with a pan or something." I reasoned with myself. I looked up at the large building in front of me. "Front door, or use the apartment stairs?" I looked around. "Front door is much easier." I opened the glass apartment doors with force and walked into the lounge. A hand resting comfortably on my hip. The front desk lady looked rather surprised when I barged in.

"Uh how may I help you sir?" She stuttered. I glared at her. She looked away and blushed. I scowled.

"I'm looking for a Mr. Thompson." She shifted behind the large desk.

"I'm sorry I can't just give out his apartment name, I've been told to keep my mouth shut..." She trailed off.

"I'm his boyfriend." I lied. "Please, I need to talk to him." I pulled out some puppy dog eyes and her face turned bright red as I got closer.

"Okay, he's on the top floor. Room 469." She smiled.

"Thanks doll." I sauntered over to the elevator and pressed the up button. I grinned at the lady behind the desk until the doors closed. Then my face dropped instantly into a large frown. "Bitch." I whispered. The elevator music chimed above my head. I leaned on my hip as I waited for the doors to open. When they did I was out of the elevator before the doors opened all the way. I hate those things. I grumbled as I walked down the hallway. I looked at every number on each door counting my steps on the way there. "465...466...467...468..." I approached the door. 469. I leaned against the door and listened. My hearing expanding across the entire room. I could hear someone talking in the bedroom. It seemed like only one person was home. "Dammit." I cursed myself. How am I going to get the lock off. I stared at the lock thinking.

"Wildcat?" A voice came from behind me. I jumped and turned around hand on my gun, but not drawing it. I saw Terroriser staring back at me. His usual unphased glance eating me alive.

"Why the hell are you here?" I asked. I suddenly saw a small man behind him. The man had combed over brown hair with a nice black outfit on. A name tag hung loosely from his shirt. It read, 'Brock Snuckle'.

"Uh, I was just dropping Moo off at his apartment." My mind flung so fast I had no idea what was going on. In one second I had checked the hallway to see no one occupying it, bypassed Terroriser and knocked out Moo with one swift punch. Terroriser caught him as he fell to the ground.

"Tyler what the FUCK." He yelled.

"Sh!"

"Did you HAVE to do that?" He brushed Moo's hair from his face and picked him up.

"Inside of this apartment is the detective that's been on our asses. This is more important than your boyfriend." I said looking back at the lock.

"He is not my boyfriend." He muttered.

"Whatever. Just melt off the lock." I moved out of the way as he groaned.

"Needy." He whispered. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Just do it." Terroriser set down Moo and charged up his red eye. He focused on the lock and in seconds the lock was completely gone and I opened the door easily. Once I had the door open Terroriser picked Moo back up in bridal style.

"Plan?"

"There is no plan." I said pulling out my gun.

"Vanoss must have given a rule then. It's you we are talking about." I grumbled and locked eyes with him.

"No killing. Just leave it to me."

"Yeah. And no killing is YOUR specialty." I approached the bedroom door. It was closed and the person inside had stopped moving. I pulled out my pig mask from my pants and placed it on my head.

"Shut up." I positioned myself to kick down the door. I kicked the door lightly and it swung open with force. Inside was a short man. Even shorter than Moo for a moment he looked surprised to see me then pulled out a gun from his waistband and pointed it at my chest. My gun was positioned for his head. "Hello Mini." I grinned under the mask. His hair was ombré colored at the top. It was slightly curly and he had a more slim built-ish figure.

"Who the hell are you." His voice was serious, almost commanding me, daring me, to do something else.

"The devil." I answered grinning. "Welcome to hell bitch." Mini scrunched up his nose for a second before regaining himself. "Put down the gun and I won't kill you."

"Then do it. If you wanted to kill me I think you would have already." Kill. Kill. Kill him.

"I've been ordered not to do so, but he didn't say anything about killing someone else. Terroriser!" I called. He came into the room carrying Moo. Mini immediately dropped his gun on the bed and put his hands up.

"Don't hurt him. Please." He muttered. I tilted my head.

"That was easier than expected. Lie down." I instructed. He kept his hands up and laid down on his stomach. I pointed my gun down at him. "Terroriser grab a pan please." I whispered to him. He nodded and left the room.

"Hey." I heard Mini speak.

"What." I snapped.

"What's your name?"

"Why on earth would I tell you that?"

"Why not? If you're going to kill me, then why not tell me." Terroriser gave me a large pan with a gripped handle. I held it above Mini's head.

"You're not going to die." I patted his head. He flinched. "This might hurt a bit sweetie." I teased. I smacked him easy on the head with the pan and he was instantly out. Blood dropped from his forehead. "Shit, too hard." I snarled.

"Did you have to threaten Moo?" Terroriser narrowed his eyes at me. I placed my pistol in my back pocket.

"I didn't even touch your boyfriend." I said picking up Mini off the ground. I slung him over my shoulder.

"For the last time he is not..."

"Your boyfriend. Yeah, yeah whatever." I interjected. "Let's just get to the base. Vanoss needs them there before they wake up."

"Okay. I'll carry Brock there." He looked down at the man in his arms. I laughed and grabbed the man from him. Terroriser tried to latch on but I was faster and put Moo over my other shoulder before he could get him back.

"Like hell you will." I told him.

"What's wrong with me carrying him?" He complained.

"I don't want you getting horny on the way there."

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Wildcat will always and forever be my queen. Lord have mercy. 😂

Also uploading will be a little less frequent right now. I do have the next few chapters ready, I just have to make edits. PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU CATCH A GRAMMAR MISTAKE OR I WILL SNATCH YOUR TOES. (idonothaveafootfetish)