[Sodium_noir] FW: Mortals & Ghouls at play in Darktown

[eagandigh]

Antoine, Onitt & the last of the Four
Ghouls & Mortals
Back in Darktown

The voice of the Bêtenoir hissed into Antoine's ear. "Yess, I am bussy
right now. Make it quick and make it important." Antoine sighed
inwardly. Maurice wasn't in a very bright mood, apparently. On the other
hand, the gangleader always hated being interrupted by the phone during
something. You called the Bêtenoir at your own risk. "Hi, it's Antoine.
Don't know if it's important, but we got word, that a fucking white
asshole on a bike is driving through our hood. Has a big sword on his
back, like Blade or the Black Mamba. Well, strike the last one, he isn't
sneaky enough for that." - "'ass ssiss mosserfucker done anyssing,
except parading 'iss asss about?" Well, how should I know, I am busy
cleaning up after your ... outstanding party. He didn't dare to voice
that, though. "Apparently, he's just driving through." At least that was
his best guess. "Well, tell sse children to watch 'im. If 'e makess
trouble, ssnatch 'im, sso I can talk to 'im later. If not, don't bosser.
Bye." The phone went dead. Great!

"Whooa!" Jaleel screamed, his eyes following something on the other side
of the road on the bridge. Dédé and Onitt jumped on the backseat
screaming. "Whassup?" - "Fuck". Antoine, near to a heartattack could
just keep his phone from falling out of his hand. "What by all the loas,
spirits, assholes and motherfuckers in the world has gotten into you?"
he shouted at Jaleel, who was busy keeping the van under control. "Damn
it, there was the motherfucker. Just drove on the bridge outta
Darktown!" The guys on the backseat turned around, vainly scouting
behind them. "What?" - "For real?" Antoine looked into the side mirror.
There could be a bike just at the edge of vision, but it disappeared.
"Should I turn around? Should we try to get that motherfucker?" Jaleel
asked. "No use. The guy is faster with his bike. Anyway, if he's movin'
out already, he won't have caused any trouble. Let's get back to the
Den."

The van left the bridge and disappeared into the winding streets of the
ghetto.

TBC