Zephyr
Tyson was laying down with the man's arm around his shoulder. He held the decapitated man's head and multiple bottles of liquer. He was asleep, blood everywhere, laying next to the dead man.
Tyson was laying down with the man's arm around his shoulder. He held the decapitated man's head and multiple bottles of liquer. He was asleep, blood everywhere, laying next to the dead man.
"Oh, Tyson." He said, putting the bottles and body parts to the side. Ryoko stuck her head around the door and Sadao passed her the Starbucks cups. He lifted Tyson in his arms and carried him to Ryoko's car, laying him in the back seat. He hopped in the passenger side next to Ryoko. "Hey, Rye. It's been a while." He gave her a quick smile. "It has."
"How's Thirteen?"
"As drunk as ever."
"How old is he now?"
"20"
This one line conversation went on for a while. Then Ryoko made a joke and they laughed, beginning a proper conversation.
Tyson woke up head pounding. He tried to sit up but fell back down. He must have finished at least 20 bottles of liquer
Sadao turned as he heard Tyson get up. "Hey, Amai. How you feeling?"
"like shit." he grumbled "where is my food?" his voice kept changing pitches as he was still very drunk
"Understandably. If you were human you'd be dead." Sadao said. "We didn't keep it. You'd finished most of it."
"ok" tyson began trying to get up. "I'm going to get some more food then" tyson opened the back seat door
A person popped up from in the boot of the car. He looked strange, as in, not what you'd expect a 20 year old male to look like. He had bubblegum pink hair, shaved on the sides and more sticky uppy on the top, and odd eyes, one a vivid light green and the other coppery brown. He had an unusual amount of piercings in his ears and a snake bite on his lip.
"Uh, no. You're drunk as hell so sit your ass down or I'll make you." Now he was talking, Tyson could see how pointed his teeth were. The kid reached over and closed the door. Ryoko locked it from the front.
"Why is Thirteen in the boot?" Sadao asked, concerned.
"He does that sometimes." Ryoko replied. Thirteen frowned at her.
Tyson got a bit pissed "Who is the kid? And who the hell is driving?!" Tyson pushed the kid who was leaning over him away.
"Oh, right. Tyson, this is Ryoko," Sadao gestured to the woman in the front seat. She gave Tyson a small smile in the rear view mirror. She looked young and pretty and not at all like someone who would hang out with world class assassins.
"And this is Thirteen." Sadao continued. Thirteen popped up again and looked Tyson up and down.
"Yeah," Thirteen said "I can see why Sadao thinks you're cute."
"THIRTEEN, WHAT THE HELL!?" Sadao tried not to go red. Ryoko stifled a laugh.
Thirteen shrugged. "You were pretty clear in the group chat-" Sadao buried his face in his hands.
Tyson grinned crookedly "Ryoko you seem sensible - I would ask the kid but his desperate need to be edgy is throwing me off - where are we going?" tyson said seeming completely sober again, despite how his body had a slight rocking motion to it. He turned himself around and sat in the middle seat looking out the front window.
Thirteen sat down in the boot looking very confused.
"We're going to our house!" She suddenly looked rather serious. "Which I'll only let you inside if you promise not to eat anyone. Otherwise, you'll sleep in the stables with Thirteen and the dog."
"i make no promises." tyson seemed to be joking. "and whose saying i wont eat the kid and the dog" his smile grew, his hellish nature was overpowering him in his weaker drunken state
"Cause Thirteen can defend himself and the dog would eat you first." Ryoko said. Thirteen was still silent.
Tyson faltered thinking about the type of dog he hoped for one thing.
"depends on the type of dog, doesn't it? " tyson growled smirking barring his teeth
The car stopped and Thirteen hopped out first. He whistled and stood with his arms out at his sides. A black muzzle peeked around the house walls, followed by the dog. It was a big as a horse but sleek and wolf like. It's fur was patchy grey and black and flecked with red. It ran at Thirteen and hit him with the equivalent force of a train at full speed. The pair tumbled backwards about fifteen metres before stopping with the dog on top of Thirteen.
Tyson stepped out of the car. When he saw the dog he said some thing in a demon language.
The hounds head lifted and it stood up off Thirteen and dashed to Tyson. It sat in front of him and flicked its tail, panting.
Thirteen sat up and growled, his eyes narrowed. He stood and walked to lean against the wall, scowling at Tyson.
Tyson looked the happiest he had in years. He hugged the dog petting it. He wispered something in it's ear. The dog and him slowly layed down on the ground together.
Ryoko and Sadao went over to stand by Thirteen. "He stole my dog." Thirteen growled between gritted teeth.
"We did just introduce a hell hound to the son of the devil." Sadao said.
A little girl comes outside. She has no face only a mouth she has four pincer like arms wears a big t-shirt tanned skin with white hair in two braids and is about toddler size
"Sadao?" she asks quietly. Her whole body shaking.
Sadao looks around and spots her. "Oh! Hey kid!" He walks over and kneels in front of her, taking her hands.
Thirteen stood frowning at Tyson for a few more seconds before bringing his hands to his mouth and blowing into them, making an owl like sound. The dog perked up.
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