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Largo’s Flame Episode 7

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I sat down to play a game with Azibo as he set up the board. It felt normal just moving from the city to the village. There was still a weirdness to it.

“What was your life like in the city?” Azibo asked.

I shrugged. “Not much to tell. I grew up fighting in the streets. Omarion and me teamed up to survive.

“What happened next?” Azibo asked.

I smiled. “We grew up. Got jobs in the security forces and partnered together because no one else trusts Roins. We worked good together and decided to start out own pack sense everyone already thought of us as brothers we became brothers officially with the help of a silent sponsor who acted as our official pack mother.”

I frowned as I thought about what happened next. “Things went to shit after couple of years right when Omarion was set to be promoted to the executive class. It was my fault.. I cost us our jobs by failing to show up for an important job and then I fucked him over when I tried to use the name of our silent third member of our pack to get us out of it.”

Omarion took all the heat for me and spent a year in the Pin with hard labor in the diamond mines. When he got out I didn’t know how he would greet me. I just showed up to give him some credits and my car.

Omarion just hugged me and asked me to him to get him some work to do. He’s never mentioned that time again but I promised myself I would always be there for him.”

Azibo smiled. “You have a question for me. Ask it.”

“So why did you change me into an elemental alien?”

Azibo shook his head. “You are what you are. There is no dragon that can change mortals into what we are.”

“So you knew-” I stopped because Azibo shook his head.

“No. We do not have absolute knowledge. We are different from the mortals but not better. Show me. Your days in the city.”

I thought of my childhood and youth growing up in the city.

I stopped. “You said my mother took me from you. I have to ask. Am I really your son or was that some alien bullshit metaphor so-“

“Largo.” Azibo said patiently. “Do you believe Ren’s relationship with Lightning baby is metaphorical?! Do you really think they do not have sex?!” He said and then grinned at me. “You are still so very young and adorable.”

I could feel my face burning in embarrassment. Damn. “Okay so then why do I look like-“

“You look fine. You look as you should. These forms we have are clothing for us Largo. Nothing more. You have time. You are only days old by our lifespan. What gifts have you brought back from the city?” Azibo asked.

I sighed as I got up and stood in the middle of village and snapped my fingers.

Azibo frowned at the solar panels. “What are those?”

I smiled. “I plan on upgrading the village a little. So you and the villagers can least stay up to date on the goings on in the dream realm.”

Astro Bros Episode 23

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Largo

Fucking shit! The fuckers were in the city already and gaining at my back door. Omarion kept looking back like he was thinking of doing something stupid. I waved him on. We had to make to keep going. I had to figure out how to shake this shit head on my own.

I felt something. It was like a feeling of something creeping up on me. I leaned to the side on instinct and watched a stream of light barely go past me. But I felt the heat of the shot on my shoulder. I saw the ice energy hit Omarion but he burned it off with his powers and kept going. Fuck this shit.

I turned my bike around and drew my P20-Hawk and fired on the hover car.

I watched in surprise as the hover car caught on fire with green flames and then a second later exploded. “Holy shit! What the fuck?!” That was unexpected. Where the fuck did those green flames come from?

<Largo! Haul ass. Hexi says the invaders are flooding into the city. We got to get off the street. The Boss is waiting for us. Come on!> Omarion voice said over my head radio.

“Shit. Copy that!” I holstered my piece and took off quickly catching up to my brother.

Astro Bros Episode 16

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Peaches

I sat at our reserved table while my sons competed with other men in competitions for weapons and ranking. The roin young nomad men competed to acquire entry into the Cooper Pack by show of fighting prowess and to garner some show of my attention for a blessing. My mate sat with me drinking his beer with a small on his face as he stared off at the men ignoring my gaze fixed to his face.

“What are you grinning about?”

“You have all these young men trying to get a smile from the most pretty female in the park and she only has eyes for the king of the Cooper pack. I’m feeling very proud of myself right now.” He said. The arrogance dripped from his voice.

I smiled at him but then I felt, Lightning Baby’s touch on my son Omarion. I looked around until I spotted him being chased down down a tall female intent on getting him and his pack brother. His gaze locked with mean and he advanced toward me. I started to stand and the crowd of males started making attempts to block his entry to me but he pushed shoved and made his way to my side finally.

I took a seat. “Hello, Mr. Astro.”

“Hello, mother wolf. It’s been a while.”

Kang came to attempt to push Omarion aside but Omarion wasn’t easily moved. Kang glared at me standing to his left. “This piece of shit don’t deserve to be here.”

Omarion looked at me with an arched eye brow. To question how I would respond then he smirked at me thinking it was going to be same like before.

“He’s touched by lightning and a child of the mother of the Lightning Baby. I am mother of the Nomads. He is my son in the same way you are my son. Let him speak on what has come to say and be on his way.”

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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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