Tale of Souls Chapter Twenty Eight
“I can’t believe you still exist inside of my brother’s noggin. You’re still clinging on, like holy shit.”
I’m standing here in disbelief.
“I can’t believe mate you’re bugging the shit out of me, you’re still making it sound like it’s a bad thing, like holy shit.”
Noah, who’d been assumed to be pretty much faded, and gone within Ryan’s body and soul for the longest time now – proved us all wrong. We’re standing in the back parking lot to our old apartment complex we used to live in while in high school. Noah would be in his late forties maybe even early fifties by now if he was his own being still. Doing this is not going to be easy, but he’s the only way into these fucking protests to gain information.
He’s sitting on the hood of my car, despite the fact that he’s the one that drove it because I just don’t trust my driving. I can tell you now he’s either mad at me, or he’s just fucking with me because the mood’s a bit weird around here.
“Noah, just – seriously it’s cool – I fucking owe you just as much as Ryan for waking you up.”
“Y’owe me a lot more than that. I was fucking at peace.” Noah snarled, “But whatever, Ryan asked nicely – after disturbing the shit out of me to find me.”
“I thought you’d actually faded and .. maybe died sadly.” Rana blinked and peeked out the car window from the backseat. Time’s been really weird, we were in the old house in St, Paul with the big protest back in November and now it’s nearly summer – and we’re out by our old Apartment complex.
“Nah, I just told him that so he’d stop fucking bugging me. Shit he had the balls to bug me in the past the other week. I get that it’s getting bad around here, but shit – I made my peace, stop bugging me. I gave him my eyes, and my hair and everything – just leave me be.” Noah sighed, and then laughed as Rana pouted at him. “I don’t mean that as literal as you just heard. Rye’s a good kid – but he’s got his own life, and I didn’t get a choice and nor did he.”
“I was gonna say you’re riding his meat suit and you’re pissed off?”
“You wanna try slumber for nearly a decade and try and be at peace with your fucking mistakes and then – wait, you’re the idiot that does that every morning why am I even asking you.” Noah glared at me and shuffled his feet. “Aight, so where do I go first?”
“The protest is just a rampat picket thing outside the mall, take this poster with you and just ask them anything you can. As far as I know they haven’t coded you, if you’re really worried, wear the damn sunglasses.” I passed him the poster i’d had on Mako’s desk earlier and grinned, “I can’t go with you, they’ll murder us all – but you go do you – even get a hot dog from A&W while you’re at it.”
“Sarspawhat now?” Noah grinned, grabbing the poster and slid off the hood of my car and started walking the wrong way. “Ah shit, sorry – What way? Oh sorry, we – yea the mall, sorry.”
“Just remember to come back in one piece.”
I would follow him, but i’m not stupid. I’m also not dumb enough to send my brother’s meat suit out without good reason. Maybe, I don’t know – maybe I am, something doesn’t seem right with this situation it’s almost too easy.
“You ok in there Rana?” I bent over to the car window to make sure Rana was ok, and noticed he was passed out in the back seat. “Shit, RANA WAKE UP.”
There was blood on his mouth and blood coming out from his side. He’s still got a pulse, and he’s still breathing.
“GOTCHA.” Rana grinned as he spit out two costume blood pill casings at me and laughed, “Oww, ok yea i am actually bleeding down there again but that’s nothing new. We brought the bandage kit, right?”
“WELL DUH, but could you NOT PRANK DIE ON ME like seriously? I”m aware you’re dying – but i’m also aware i could die before you the rate you’re trying to prank me fucking jerkwad.”
Rana smiled, and flicked me in the nose and sat patiently while I walked in the background to the trunk of the car to get the first aid kit out. I opened the trunk and noticed the kit wasn’t in there. I swear we packed the car, unelss I packed the wrong car.
“Rana, what car did I stick the kit in?” I blinked, checking the pretty much empty trunk bar, the spare tire and a crowbar. “I mean i can smack you upside the head and put you out of your misery but that’s not gonna help”
“Did you pack the wrong car?” Rana snickered, “I mean we coudl make a tire swing for me to just roll around with and sing wrecking ball – but that’s gonna get us nowhere. Is it safe fro you to leave me here and walk into target for some bandages?”
“I guess, but you have your phone on you in case something starts to happen wrong with Noah right?” I sighed and checked my pockets, “Fuck, i forgot my wallet. FUCK.”
Noah’s off trying to gather info, it’s like not even hot enough to fucking wear just a tshirt and here I am considering the fact I need to ruin a t-shirt to take care of Rana.
“WAIT STOP, it’s here on the floor next to my feet – the kit that is, not your wallet – i think Sai took that out of your back pocket.” Rana grinned and winced, holding the first aid kit in his hands and handing it to me outside the car window. I grabbed it from him and opened it looking for the bandages. At first I assumed it was the wrong kit but beneath all of Aura’s peppa pig band aids was large hospital grade bandages for Rana.
“Fuck that was close, ok are you coming out or do i have to reach through the fucking window?”
Rana stared at me and raised his eyebrow and grinned.
“WHY DO I ALWAYS GOTTA DO THE THING!” He laughed, and opened the car door and climbed out – leaning on the car door for support as I lifted his shirt and cleaned his wound that didn’t even look like it was there. “You’re gonna note tehre’s nothing there yet it keeps bleeding, it’s worse at night time where it looks like the movie Death Becomes her and it’s just a gaping hole.”
“How do you handle this?”
“Wait, hang on, I got a ping on the phone.” Rana grabbed his cellphone out of his pocket and peeked at it – or more squinting his eyes like he needed bifocals way too early in life. “It’s from Sai, he said get Noah out of there before it’s too late.”
I glanced at the mall ahead and saw Noah running nearly a mile an hour with a six pack of root beer and ten soft pretzels in tow. I sent him to get information, not raid the food stands. There’s nothing more annoying than giving someone a task and not getting it done.
“HALP. NOAH CUT OUT ON ME AND THEY FUCKING CODED ME. SHIT SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK HURRY HURRY HURRRYY”
Ryan jumped in the other side of the car while a mob of angry protesters came after us with torches, guns and more. My intention was to start a riot AFTER Noah got the information not before.
“Sorry, he got triggered – he’s not used to fighting anyone anymore and I can’t fake his accent without the past him backseating me and yelling at me. Complicated i know, but get Rana’s bandage on and get back the fuck in the car they’re headed straight for us.”
“Why the pretzels?”
“Fucked if i know, I got coded after I was walking OUT of the mall not while Noah was trying to feed a fucking Army. I think he tipped someone in the mall staff off because he was flirting with the cashier and managed to get a quickie in with someone on break. To be honest, i’m gonna be lucky to even have shit to go home to after this one. “ Ryan groaned and sighed, “HE KNOWS IM NOT EVEN HUMAN ANYMORE SO TO GO OFF AND FUCKING TRY FOR A QUICKIE – shit, like five more minutes and i’d have to take the girl home and figure out how this shit works like when Yasuo changed me.”
“I’m a little disturbed.”
“I’m super disturbed, he’s a bit all into that shit when you let him – and while it’s safe when permissed in the bedroom – it ain’t safe when we’re out trying to do a job and we get nothing out of it because we’re trying to spread the fucking wealth in the mall bathrooms and break half the stalls.” Ryan’s eyes returned to brown, and his hair spread back out to be a tad longer and less of a mohawk and more of a faux hawk with mousy brown tinge to it. “The memories of what just hapepned are only JUST filtering in – so if we got ANY INFORMATION i’ll let you know as soon – FUCK JUST GET IN THE FUCKING CAR.”
“Ok fine geeze.” Rana pouted and pulled his shirt back down and climbed back in the car and shut the door. I followed going in the passenger seat in the front as Ryan started the car. “I hope you didn’t catch anything.”
“Don’t fucking go there, it’s starting to poke back at when Yasuo changed me and he almost had to give birth to Zombie Bus Driver (™) babies.” Ryan slapped me in the arm and drove off out of the parking lot and missed the crowd by inches at best.
“Did you get ANY information out of him?” I stared at Ryan while he turned corners and got ready to drive onto the freeway.
“Possibly, but I have to sift through all his hanky panky and make sure he didn’t sire something. He didn’t stick around to find out, but all i got in my head right now is we got a damages bill coming to the haven in the next week, and a lawsuit.” Ryan hit the breaks as a pile of cop cars pulled up blocking the exit to the freeway. “Shit.”
“What exactly did he fucking do?” Rana slid down in the backseat and hid as well as he could – which considering his height – was like not even possible.
“I don’t think this has to do with him, I think something got on local news before we even got Noah to go to the mall.” I stared at my phone as Saitou texted me links to local news outlets. They coded me putting Rana’s bandage on, rather than coding Noah first. “Shit, they found you and Me first. It’s like someone on their team knows us all too well.”
“STOP WHERE YOU ARE AT AND STAY IN THE CAR”