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Astro Bros Episode 14

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Peaches

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I reached for a piece finally after deciding on my next move only to have a e-zine tablet placed on the board between me and Cooper. The pieces scattered all over the board.

“You need to do something about your boy. He’s getting to many solo jobs on the black market.” Kai said.

I did a quick read of the e-zine black market digital news print of the taken jobs by Astros vs Cooper picked up the e-zine and flung it away. “Business is competitive by nature get used to it but your business is not my business so compet or fail.” I said without looking up and carefully arranged the pieces as they were. I had to pause because I began to second guess my next move.

“Yo. I-“

“Get the fuck out and stand in the hallway. I’ll be out in a minute.” Cooper said.

Kai quickly left without a word. I looked up to Cooper’s face. “Why does he keep wishing to involve me in his business life?”

Cooper sat back rubbing the back of his neck. “I-fuck I don’t anymore. He’s jealous of his older half-brother. Omarion is kicking ass as a solo.” He said with a little bit of pride in his voice.

“Mr. Astro is not connected to us. Kai shouldn’t feel jealous at all.” I said and rubbed my nose.

“Peaches. Omarion is your son.” Cooper said patiently.

“Yes. but that is only by a technical basis. I am his mother’s GEH model Bx396-“

“Peaches. Your his mother. Why do you keep avoiding talking about this?”

“because his life went to shit the day I approached him regarding this subject.” I said losing patience. I got out a cigar and lit it up and took a drag. “It was a weak moment for me. I-I hadn’t seen him in years and I-I just wanted to see him again. It was greedy of me but I couldn’t resist the impulse any longer.”

Cooper nodded. “Your a mother.”

I shook my head. “You have got to talk Kai out of competing with Mr. Astro.”

Cooper stared at me. “Your Afraid Astro will crush Kai?”

I got up and paced the library floor. “I didn’t say that. Ka should compet with Kai and the others.”

“What about Kang? What’s your prediction between can Kai compet with Kang?”

“No. No. Just his other brothers. Kang is much to-” I froze. I looked back at him. “What are you doing?”

Cooper stared at me. “Kang and Omarion-“

“-Go their own ways. Cooper what are you doing? Did something happen?”

“I’ve been promoted with the extra property, rank and the number of children I’ve got. I’m a small king now.”

I stared at him. “Congratulations. Your five years ahead of schedule. What does this have to do with Kang and Mr. Astro?”

“I have to have a offical heir of the pack. You have any suggestions? What is your Analysis between Omarion and Kang?”

“Out of the two Kang is the most realistic choice. Kang has charestics that suit your style of leadership the pack is most…wait.” I said automatically and then shook my head. “Stop doing that.”

Cooper snorted and stood up. “I’ll be back. Gets some reading done while I’m gone and think about your next move.”

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Astro Bros Episode 13

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Largo

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Largo. Do you a have lock on your target? Copy.

I grimanced put a hand over my mouth. “Target located. I’m following her to the location now. Copy. Hang tight.” I said and continued tailing the target. What the hell was she doing in the red district at 2 in the morning.

I followed her a distance until she got to the small hide away bar sandwiched between a bike store and somebody’s place.

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I waited a bit as she went inside and got settled inside then I approuched the place and opened the door and took in the place. President Sergio ignored me as she stared at the bartender who looked uneasy up at her smiling nervously.

“Herold. Can I please have a cold Phoenix, please.”

I frowned and took a seat at the bar slapping down a physical ebs card. “I got five in my account can I get the same.”

“Coming up!” Herold said.

“What the fuck?! Herold. I’m not a kid. Give me a damn beer please.”

I frowned as Herold scanned my card and then slapped a beer on the bar in front of me. “She a teenager or something?”

“None of your business drink your beer and get the hell out.”

“Herold. I already paid for the beer. I want what I paid for.”

“I tried to forward you a refund? Just accept my-“

“Give me the damn beer or I’m going sue your ass for theft and discrimination against a social and political class.”

Interesting. All this fuss over a beer?! What the fuck was going on? I took a look at Bar Keeper. His eyes were shifty and the old bastard’s bald head was wet with sweat. He was afraid of President Sergio. Today was a bad for him because I came to put the squeeze on his ass until he told me everything.

“She sounds like a corpo. You better give her the beer you racist piece of shit or she’ll stomp your ass out in civil court.” I advised him.

Herold looked at me. “You with her? I ain’t do nothing to her father. I’ve been ran through the mud by Authority all day. I had my whole place turned up and down. I’m innocent.”

He lied smoothly. This was going to be fun. I held up the beer. “I’m just a working runner trying to get one beer finally from a hard week of little work. My mate won’t give me some ass either and I can’t afford some pretty new ass too so your my entertainment for the night. You still haven’t opened my beer.”

Herold was looking at me closely. “How much Sergio paid you? I ain’t done nothing to him and ain’t selling nothing to his kid.”

“Are you my body guard. I saw you following me?”

I rolled my eyes. “I thought you were a model and I was staring at your ass. I saw you coming in this bar and then got a look at your face as I was coming in and knew I couldn’t afford you. Bodyguard?! You mean that big mother fucker across the street with the Max P9. Oh I thought he was your pimp. Hey. Old man. Could you open my damn beer, please.”

Herold glared at me buying into my act and came over to open my beer and hand it back to me. President Sergio still didn’t buy my act though. I nodded to her but didn’t drink the beer. “Are you open to a-“

“-No. Drink your beer.” She said. “Herold. I just lost my Dad and twenty-five thousand valuation on my company in status. This was his favorite drinking spot. I came get a taste of his favorite beer and leave. I ain’t here for bullshit. Give me a damn beer or I’m going to sue you, take your bar and have your old ass sent to the pin for fucking with me the day my Dad passed away.””

“Holy shit. This shit is getting good. She’s got your ass jammed up. What you going to do Herold? ” I said just to turn up the tension in the room.

Herold calmly got out a beer bottle from under the bar popped it open and set it down in front of her. “Here’s your beer, bitch. I hope you enjoy it.”

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President Sergio smiled and slid it back to him. “Drink it.”

There it was. Herold went motionless. “What?!” He said.

President Sergio drew out her P58. “I said drink it. Drink it all down. Every last drop. Do it right now.”

Hmm. Interesting. I saw the play now. The beer. Whoever transported the beer here was the one that got Sergio jammed up. That’s all I needed to know.

Herold looked at me. “Fifty thousand ebs. Kill her and it’s yours.”

I frowned at him. “I ain’t no solo.. It’s just a beer bro. Drink up.” I said smiled at him showing him my real face. He was a dead man. The beer was his best option I wasn’t going to make his end quick and painless.

Herold looked away from me to the beer and picked it up with a shaky hand.

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Astro Bros Episode 12

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Six months later…

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Omarion

I was getting strapped up with my P9s, body armor and sword as Hexi typed on her computer trying to try whatever codes she could to break open the program. I frowned. How long is it going to take you to crack it open.

Hexi shook her head. “As long as it’s going to take you to pause all that going to war suiting up shit. I told you. You ain’t going nowhere until I crack it open and Largo ain’t back yet so just hold the fuck on. We need the information inside before I figure a direction for you to go guns a blazing.”

I grimaced and shaking my head looked at the time on my wrist watch. Where the fuck was Largo? He should have gotten back here-

“Yo. I’m here family. Where the fuck are you going? What the fuck man? Why you eye balling me like that?” Largo said as he sauntered inside Hexi’s room. He was wearing all leather boots and smelled like cigars and cheap liquor.

“We got a black box delivery? Did you ride your bike back here in your condition?”

Largo glared at me. “I ain’t drunk. I was pretending is all. I ain’t drunk damn it. I’m good. Who sent the box?”

“Lawyer Mark Golden dropped by for visit and left a black box behind as aparting gift from our old boss. He said you might know the password to break past the the firewall. Do you?” I said.

Largo stared at me. “Shit. Hexi. Type in Ah…fuck. Ah. Type in, my crime is that of curiosity.”

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Hexi typed it into the computer. The computer went back and then the man himself appeared on the screen. She grinned. “Bingo we have a winner.”

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I stared at him. “What’s up Boss?”

Largo frowned at me. “Omarion. The dude is dead. This is just-“

“Hey Omar. I got myself killed this time. I’m going to need you to do a job for me.”

“How much?” I asked.

“It’ll be 50 ebs. Same deal. 25 ebs is being deposited into your account now as your starter fee. 25 ebs after the bodies are buried or burned. I don’t care. Find out who killed me and put em down before they come after my daughter because I know they will watch, wait and act. You know my usual spots and my favorite drinking hole. I’m sure you’ll figure out who did it soon enough and hey if you get it done in a week then…I’ll throw in Cy’s sword as a bonus. Later.” He said and disappeared from the screen.

Largo frowned at me. “What the hell is this? I thought this was a black box job. Is Sergio dead or not?”

I shook my head. No time. I grabbed a spare P9 from the table and handed it to Largo. “Not my business. We got a job to do. Now sober up and get your sword ready. We going hunting tonight little brother.”

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Astro Bros Episode 11

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Largo

Forty minutes later we were on the road on cycles with new leather armor. What the fuck were we doing? And how the fuck did we end up here?

These were the thoughts rolling through my head as I followed Omarion his bike and finally made the last turn down the alleyway to the location we would meet up with the dude we had been ordered to act as bodyguards in the hunt/termination mission.

He got off first at the corner and walked over to store front where a sexy looking authority standing at a corner glaring at us.

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“He’s inside questioning the suspect, don’t ask him nothing. Authority is giving you twenty-eight hours to complete the job. You two cowboys fuck up and get him killed then your asses are going into the pin. We on the same on zone?”

Omarion nodded. “We’re on the zone, Momma wolf and ready for action. You smell nice. You like hot sex in dark alleys.”

The authority rolled her eyes. “Get the fuck on cowboy before I take your sexy ass for a ride Down sunset and paradise.”

Omarion snorted. You are a master at knowing how to tempt a man. I’ll see again.” He said giving her a respectful bow before heading inside.

I started following him inside. I stopped once but the authority flipped me off without looking. Damn. Shot down before an attempt to draw out my best line. I sighed and followed my brother inside. I caught up with Omarion inside.

We walked into a club quietly to the sound of loud music and bodies on the floor. They all were dressed in the same variation of tea leaf green color. Green Devils pack. Hard to imagine one dude had come in looking for one dumbass jackel that had traded a youth to invader trash for some clout and ebs from trash ice King.

“What do you know about this dude?” I asked.

Omarion shook his head. “Don’t start. I know as much as you do. Ex-wardog. Ex-assassin. Solo nomad.. We do what we’re told and hopefully he doesn’t skin us up like he did these assholes. We’re almost there.”

He was leaning over a body on the floor. As he straightened up and turned to face us lighting his cig…

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Terry Sergio nodded to us. “Gino sent you boys, huh?”

Omarion nodded. “We’re here to help.” He said.

Terry Sergio smiled. “Good to hear. Let’s go, boys. It’s going to be long night.”

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Astro Bros Episode 10

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Omarion

“What the fuck is this? This ain’t the authority station!?” Largo said stating what we all knew.

I stared at the back of the man that faced the computer monitors. “It was a bit messy but, we finished the job.”

“A bit messy is a under statement.” The man said. “You’ll have to leave the city and head into the Outlands and take a portal to-“

“Not happening.” I said. “My brother and I did a job. We completed the job. We get paid. We move on to the next job. Me and my bro got a lot of jobs today to finish. The job was offical from the dark directory. The job was legit. Authority can take up any argument with for all I care.”

“You were a bit to good with the job.” The man said. “You caught the attention of the Kings, Kooper and the authorities in one night. They’re all hunting for you and the person that hired you. It was supposed to be a quiet job.”

“Quiet job?! When you gave us the job you never said nothing about it supposedly being a quiet job. You just said you needed somebody to get it done. You might have told us about the assassin invader bodyguard Whitehall hired to watch his back and not to mention the girl he was with just taking off when fight started and then Kooper just showing up at the club.” I said.

“What the fuck is this? O. Is this the fucker that gave us the job?” Largo demanded. “Was this a fucking set up?!”

“A set up or a test of some kind. I don’t care either way what was it? You were supposed to lead us here to kill us or some other bullshit?” I asked.

“Funny. You don’t seem the least bit afraid either way. Must be because of what that girl gave you at the club? Who was she? Some old girlfriend or model that you took for a turn?” He said in a dark humor deadpan tone of voice.

“We came up a flight of stairs to get to this room. You keep running your fucking mouth about my older sister and I’ll throw you and your fake Judge down the fucking stairs as my payment. Quit fucking with me and give my credits.”

“Judge. Give em his pay.” The man said.

I frowned as I turned to the fake Judge to see him hold out a tablet to me. I snatched it and turned it on. A red wolf head symbol appeared on the screen along with short message at the bottom. “Accepted. Blood Hound O. A and Blood Hound L. A. Who the fuck are you?” I demanded.

“Bro. What fuck is it?” Largo asked and took the the tablet to stare at the tablet. “What the fuck?! The Nomad King’s blood hounds?! What the fuck is this shit? Around set up!”

The man turned around. I stared in shock. I knew who this fucker was. Head of authority. Alpha Wolf of one the largest nomad packs in the city. One of five Kings of Newark City State..

Gino Fish.

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Astro Bros Episode 9

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Peaches

I wondered through my personal library in searching for something to focus on for the moment that would distract me from my other thoughts. There was a lot I couldn’t control. I picked up a book and started leafing through it and scanning the book.

“Yo, Peaches. Where you at girl?

“I’m over here!” I said and looked in the direction. I heard Cooper’s voice had come from and saw him come around the corner of one of my bookshelves. He wasn’t alone though. Kang and my youngest Ka was with him.. I looked at Kooper though. “What’s wrong?”

“Omarion and his brother killed Archbold Whitehall at club Zane. The Judge took em in.” Cooper said and stared at me. They were all staring at me.

I nodded. “I know. I’m sure the Astros will figure out a means of getting out of the mess they’re in. I think it would be best if we didn’t interfere in their-“

“-Astro is kissed by the lightning.” Kang said stiffly.

I nodded. “Common enough with most males and females with a archetype of the Wolf and fit to the liking of the mother of the Nomads.”

“I’m lightning kissed.” Ka said. “Same as all my brothers. Omarion Astro ain’t my brother.”

“Are you attempting to say something toward me that is disrespectful in front of your father?” I asked staring at him. “If so I have no intention on listening to such behavior.”

“The hell he is.” Cooper said. “They ain’t here to say shit to you but listen.” He said. “What you want me to do?”

“You will do what you will. I have no intention on telling you too do anything.”

“So you fine with Omarion and his brother being sent up to the Pin. They just got out.”

“I don’t believe The Astros will be going to the Outland prison. If he was contracted by Lightning Baby then she will have more work for him to do.”

“Whitehall? How are doing?”

“What about him? You did say he was dead?!” I asked Cooper coolly.

Cooper smiled. “I’m buying your contract.”

I stared at him. “That…that would be…I’m fine with your decision.”

Cooper nodded. “Hmm. That answer pretty much helps me make my decision. Enjoy your reading time. I’ll be back.”

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Astro Bros Episode 8

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Largo

Fucking hell! Kooper was here. Just fucking great. Not one fucking day off. Damn it to the nine hells and back. I turned to Omarion to get him out of the club only to see him chop the big shit house in the front, grab his arm and fold his ass on to the floor.

“Shit!”

“Largo! Get the mark.”

Whitehall was wide eyes as I threw my drink in his eyes before I punched him in the throat hard enough to end his ass quick. I got my datapad out taking a quick picture of him and sending it to our client.

Omarion was on the floor finishing off the Invader with a lightning fists to the invaders face. He got up as the bouncers came at us. Lightning Baby’s touch was on him. His right arm was touched with lightning. His gaze was directed toward where Kooper and his brats stood in the entrance. “LB gave me a job.”

I shook my head. “No way, bro.”

“You shit head nomads need to get the fuck out of here. There’s the door.”

Nomads?! Ah shit! That’s just what we didn’t need.

“Order or death. How do you plead?”

A chill went down my spine at the cold as steal words. I glanced behind over to Omarion to see a P9 Authority pistol pointed at the right side of his right temple by black leather wearing dude with dark sunglasses and dark presence.

The judge Bran Rafe stood aiming the pistol at my brother.

“Order. Request you take me in.” Omarion said.

“Granted. You and your brother are coming with me. Hands behind your back. You to Largo.”

I did as ordered but I had one thought. “How the fuck did he know my name?”

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Astro Bros Episode 7

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Omarion

The loud noise (music?) that blared at me from the speaker system and scent from the smoke machines at the corners of the club put me on edge. Memories of the last time I had been here came at me like the nightmares I had almost every night in my cell. I should have let Largo come in without me first.

“How you doing?” Large asked but he knew. Of course he knew.

I shook my head. “Remind me of what Whitehall looks like. I need something to focus on. What did Hexi say he looked like?”

“He’s corpo pale face. Neon blue eyes. Overweight. Slick dressed.”

I glared at the crowd and saw more then enough corporate executives in the crowd that matched that description. “What the hell?! Why are there so many-“

“-There’s a immigrant transplant convention of merchants that have come in recently into the dream realm. Their doing a lot of business in the purple district. The local corpos needed some space from the invader trash.”

“Fuck! Don’t we got enough fucking invaders come in filling up the damn city. Come on. We’ll stake a spot at the bar until we see em.” I said and started pushing and shoving my way to the bar through the crowd.

Only a few young males who tried to push back but they didn’t move me only succeeded in getting pushed aside. But, then a girl got in my way. She looked up at me. Her gaze was magic and lightning. It was like a punch to my gut.

I stared at her and wondered if I was dreaming. She smiled at me taking my hand and leading toward the bar where a empty seat was waiting for me. I found myself seating down staring at her frowning. Largo was behind me ordering a drink not fazed by the girl being here.

I leaned closer toward her. “LB. What are you doing here?”

LB grinned. “I wanted to see you, Sugar and help you out a bit.”

I waved away her comment. “I’m good. I’m just a little rusty. You doing alright?”

LB snorted in laughter. “I’m fantastic baby. Cy is taking me out after he gets off work tonight. It’s our anniversary. You got a long night ahead for you though, cowboy.” She said and looked over at a tall Corpo in blue blazer suit and description of Whitehall.

Whitehall was also standing next to some Strag in thin hot pink dress looking for Jon to turn into some fast credits. A big sum-ah-bitch tall alien with green eyes was standing close to him. He most be the bodyguard. He had elemental fire-kin eyes with a black Mohawk dressed in a tight black suit. Folding his ass wasn’t going to be easy but I wasn’t going to back away from the challenge. I nodded my head. “I do. A lot of aliens in town lately around here.”

LB nodded and reached into her leather jacket pocket. She pulled out a physical silver ebs card and held it out to me. “Sure is. Would you do me a solid?”

“Which one? Already got a job on one of them.” I said.

“The big one and two other assholes outside. I saved up 35 ebs on my account.” She said.

“I’m on your zone.” I held out my hand and she placed it on my palm. I felt a change in hand as it closed around the card and I quickly pocketed it away.

LB gave me a kiss on the cheek before she grinned at me and then walked away swaying her hips as she disappearing into the crowd.

Largo tapped my shoulder. “Bro. We got trouble-“

I frowned at his tone and turned to see Cooper and his brats rolling in to the club. Cooper took one look at me and stared. I didn’t have time for this shit.

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Astro Bros Episode 6

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Largo

“What the fuck is this shit? Where the fuck is your workstation?” I demanded as I came in to Hexi’s lab/apartment. She didn’t look up in greeting.

Hexi flipped me off with jerky quick move before returning her hand back to her keyboard. “I had to sell my furniture and other shit to pay the rent. What the fuck do you want? You got a job for me or are you here for some ass?”

I got out my Datapad shaking my head. “I need you to find me a lead on a fucker called Archbold Whitehall. If you needed some credits you should have called me up. I told you, I got you.”

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Hexi shook her head and started typing fast eyes focused on another screen as she worked. to get my information. “Twenty-five thousandth credits for a agreed upon relationship. It’s a one time payment until then we’re just part time partners in limited civil agreement.”

I looked over my shoulder at Omarion to see him frowning at me. He didn’t say nothing. But I knew what he was thinking. I looked back at Hexi to see her gaze looking up at my brother. “This is my brother, Omarion. Bro, This is Hexi Lightfoot, a business associate of mean. He just got out. We’re doing a job?”

“Nice to meet you. Sorry for barging in like this into your place. We would appreciate your services. Miss Lightfoot.”

She smiled at him. “A gentleman. That is a change of pace. It’s nice to meet you Mr. Astro. Your brother told me a little about you but I found the rest out easily enough. Are you looking for a lot of work?”

Omarion smiled. “I’m looking to be busy for the entire rest of my life with work. What you got for me, Miss Lightfoot. I’m at your service for the asking.”

Hexi smiled like a cat with a mouse in her sight. “I found him and a great many things happening tonight all in one place. Lightning Baby’s luck is with you tonight. If you make big tonight. I want half of the pay from the jobs you aquire over the next forty-eight hours. Agreed?”

“Hey! Wait a damn minute here-“

“Agreed. Where is he?”

Hexi smiled. “Club Zane. Red District. I’m sure you remember the place. Remember. Lightning Baby’s luck is with you tonight Big Brother. Take advantage of her offers.”

Omarion nodded his head. “Thanks Sis. When I come back hopfully it will be with some credits to replace your workstation arrangements. Later. Largo. Let’s head out. Looks like we’ll be finishing our first job faster then I expected.” He said turning and heading to the front door.

I stared at Hexi. “We need to talk later.”

She rolled her eyes and looked down at her computer screen. “We’ll talk when you pay me 25k credits into my account. Otherwise your just looking to get some ass and a back rub. Fuck all that noise.”

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Astro Bros. Episode 5

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Peaches

“You fucking bitch. Your fucking psycho. I told you it was over. Who the fuck told you to start telling your people what’s between us was anything but something to do when either one of us had an itch.” K said in a heated voice.

I heard K whispering in a heated voice as stared at the image of one of his current mistress. He glanced at me staring at him. He reached for me rubbing a hand down my flat belly and up to my breast. I heard the mistress scream.

I couldn’t help reacting by flinching at the sound and grabbing his hand. I felt a flash of danger, violence and murder. The feeling was directed at my children. My stomach twisted but I held it in. He stared at me. I lowered my hand away from his hand and made myself relax back while he still touched me but the sound of her voice was putting me on edge. I tried to hold back my ability from sensing where and when the violence would out break.

K nodded responding to my physical reactions and unspoken words. He looked at the image of the girl. “I’m done with you. Don’t fucking call my number again because I won’t be the one answering in any other way but with a Red Distract solo.” He said and ended the call. He stared at me. “What is it?! Don’t lie. I know that look in your eyes. You sensed something is about to happened.”

I stared at K. “She’s going to be trouble. Did you bring her around them? Your sons.” I said.

K stared at me. “You mean our kids?! Why? What did you ah-shit? Fucking shit. Hold on.” He said and rushed to get the trash bin as I started to throw up.

I held it in until I could empty my stomach into the bin. When I was done I lay back in the the bed with K naked behind me rubbing my shoulders. “Damn it. Damn it. I didn’t mean to-“

“-Be quiet and listen to me for a sec.” K commanded me. “You didn’t do anything wrong? You did what your supposed to do. You told me where to aim my P-19. That’s all I needed to know for now. About Astro-” I said and paused and waited.

I shook my head. “I have never had sex with Mr. Astro. I never will have sex with Mr. Astro. Please forgo anymore questions in regards to me and Mr. Astro having sex. It will never happen. If you have heard any comments on such please regard them as degenerate fantasy of a psychopathic mind of….never mind.” I said pausing but it was to late. I had said to much. It was only because I was tired.

K was quiet. I could hear him thinking. I had an idea what he was already thinking of asking me. He cleared his throat. “How old is Astro?” K said. He was thinking now.

Oh he was close to the truth. “I’m older then him. Though he is in his thirties he is still a young man compared to me. Whatever your thinking about I don’t want to talk about it? There is nothing sexual between me and Mr. Astro. There never can be and never will be.”

“You got to tell me something? I’m thinking to many things right now. Maybe I need to kill Astro and his brother. What’s your connection to Astro? Peaches. Talk to me.” K said.

I shook my head. As I felt the memories from the past and my instincts about the future were waring in my mind. I couldn’t even imagine now. “I can’t go back to that past. Not for you or anyone. Ask me a question and I’ll answer you honestly. But, I’m not going to go into detail. It still hurts.” I said.

“Is he your kid?”

“Yes.” I said quickly.

“Shit! Peaches! Damn it woman. You had me thinking and doing a whole bunch of bullshit because of that kid. You could have just told me. Why didn’t you-“

“I fucked up. I tried to force my way back into his life. I only ended up messing up his life. Okay!” I shook my head. “I don’t want to talk about this. He’s not apart of my life. That’s the way it should be. So it shouldn’t matter anymore. Just leave it be please K.”

“Shit. Fine just relax. I’ll handle everything else.”

I had no idea what that meant I just hoped K would for once let it go and let Mr. Astro alone.

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Astro Bros. Episode 4

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Omarion

The City.

It was a welcome sight from several months of just sitting in hole or working in a fucking mine to just lower my sentence and playing nice with guards and taking shit from other in-mates. To be out. Finally out again. I was never going back.

“What are you thinking?”

I kept my focus on the city. “I’m not going back.”

“I know. I know bro. So better question is do you think Peaches is going to get you jammed up again on some bullshit like the last time?

I shook my head but I couldn’t help feeling it. “You don’t understand what’s it like. Going from the top of the hill to being hit with a fucking wall out of nowhere. All because encounter with a female you haven’t fucked with or fucked.”

“I can’t buy that shit. But why the fuck did she choose you.”

I started to open my mouth but then closed it again. I shook my head. “No. Let’s just concentrate on the job. I don’t even want to speak that female’s name anymore let alone think about her. Let’s just say some asshole put her on me and the good part is the bastard got his before I got sent into the Pin.”

“I hear you bro. It’s forgotten.”

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