Numba was reluctant to follow the orders from Kai. Who in their right mind would send away three Altered, much less if those happened to be talented AFA students? Sure, the Goat Altered had to admit that the grey Werewolf was faring better against Midwak than their trio, but… was that really the right thing?
When he looked at the condition of Ian, who had been hit twice, most likely suffering internal damage, and the side of his friend’s face was swelling up, it became clear that the three of them were not really in fighting conditions anymore. Then there was Izzy whose shoulder was bleeding quite badly. Her clothes had already been dyed red, and would have to be discarded later.
‘I don’t want to leave him on his own… but I need to look after my friends. They came along with me just to help out, I can’t let them die.’ Numba, almost closing his eyes, ran to his allies because if he could see what was going on, he thought there was a higher chance for him to jump in.
He picked up Ian first, and then went next to Izzy, and all three of them started to head out of the door. The good news was that both of them, although hurt, were conscious and still able to move. They were moving fast down the street, but as they did they could hear loud crashes and bangs from behind. They were clearly coming from the club, and they could only imagine the destruction that was going on.
“Ahhh!” Izzy shouted in pain as she tripped over her own leg and fell onto the concrete, her knees had banged against the floor, but the pain coming from her shoulder was hurting far more. “This bite… it stings like crazy!”
“Should we… head to the hospital or something?” Numba asked, panicked and unsure what to do. He was even looking around to see if there was anyone on the street, but it had to be close to midnight, and this wasn’t really a popular area for people to be at this time of day.
“I’ll be okay… I can bear with it… for now.” Izzy said through gritted teeth. It was hurting a lot, but the girl felt like she had only been a burden so far, so she couldn’t get in the way again. They needed to help Kai, who had risked his own life to allow them to get away with their lives.
“That guy… he told us to find Gary, right?” Izzy asked.
“Yeah, I thought that was strange as well.” Ian mentioned. “Shouldn’t we be looking for a member of the Howlers, or maybe try to find their leader? Why would he ask for Gary specifically?”
Izzy thought about it for a while, but Gary also had a similar form to all of them. At first, she thought the attack might have been to do with the Scatterbugs, but maybe this was something else. Had someone sold the Howlers all the solution, and now there was a disagreement.
Perhaps, the teenage boy was asking Gary not for help, but for him to run away, or know the right thing to do.
“At the moment, we really don’t know anyone in the Howlers in the first place.” Izzy pointed out. “So the best thing we can do is try and listen to that guy and do our best to get in contact with Gary.”
Scanning through her pocket, Izzy was trying to look for her phone, but she couldn’t find anything. Her best guess was that it must have fallen out of her pocket when they were fighting earlier. Ian, understanding what she was doing, went ahead and searched through his pockets. He felt a small prick, and when pulling it out from his pocket he found out the reason. It turned out his phone got completely smashed up and in pieces.
Then there was one, they could at least try calling him, when Numba looked, surprisingly he still had his phone. There were smiles on their faces but when he scrolled through his list he realised something.
“I… I don’t have Gary’s number.” Numba said in a quiet voice, earning him strange gazes from the others. “We were without our phones for so long, and we were seeing each other every day, okay? I never thought something like this would happen, so I didn’t ask for his number.”
“We have to do something!” Ian said, as he turned to Izzy. “You’re the smart one, we have no phone, and we’re in a foreign town in the middle of the night, so how do we contact Gary?”
There was a worried look on Izzy’s face, because in the end she could only come up with one desperate answer. A few moments later, running down the streets of Slough, without any shame, or any concern at all, they started to shout.
“Gary!!! Gary, are you out there?!” They shouted at the top of their lungs.
“We need your help, Gary! Does anyone know Gary!” They continued to shout.
It didn’t seem to be working, apart from a few people turning on their lights from their apartments wondering what the commotion was about. Many even opened their windows, shouting at them to shut up, but this didn’t stop the trio.
“Howlers! We need your help! One of your leaders is in danger!” Izzy screamed at the top of her lungs, it was a desperate plea, but they needed help.
After travelling so far, shouting Gary’s name, they thought it was useless, and they were about to give up, come up with another tactic, until.
“You three are hurt…” A voice said.
Looking up, it was a young, handsome boy in front of them. “Those wounds, they don’t look like they were done with weapons… it almost looks like bite marks. Were you attacked by an Altered?” The young man asked.
The three didn’t know how to answer, what if they were to call the police, wouldn’t that make the situation worse.
“Gary.” Ian blurted out. “We are looking for a teenager, about this tall, green hair.”
The young man’s eyes lit up. “Gary… as in Gary Dem?”
“YES!” Numba excitedly jumped up and down. “Please, can you help us get in contact with him?! Better yet, do you know where he might be? One of his friends needs immediate help. It’s literally his life on the line!”
The young boy looked at the three of them and their wounds.
“I… I don’t know where Gary could be right now, but… maybe I can help you. Take me to the Altered that did this to you.”
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