Inside the 'Basement' night that had yet to open, a muscular teenage boy who had seen better days was busy walking through. He dragged his feet across the floor and had eventually approached one of the workers in the club who wore a suit.
“I finished my delivery.” The teenage boy reported.
“Good, just sit at the back and wait for the others. When they're done, you can leave the place.” The man instructed.
Listening to the orders he had been given. The boy walked through the set of double doors, and took a left turn, entering what looked like a break room for the staff, only that it was completely empty at the moment.
In fact, for the last few days the nightclub had been emptier. Fewer people would come in, and he could only assume it was because something was going on outside. Eventually, sitting down at the sofa, the boy leaned back and suddenly kicked the table.
“Sh*t! How did I even get myself in this situation! It all happened at that damn supermarket!” The frustrated teenage boy cursed his own situation. After a strange turn of events, Gil found himself working as a transporter for the Underdogs.
As had become the norm for him, he was thinking back to everything that had happened that day. There was one person who had changed everything, Kirk, the Underdog's Altered. He and his Cheetah Squad had managed to completely overpower the grey colour gang members. They all had been beaten badly, Gil especially, and after he woke up, the teenager had found himself in the nightclub.
He hadn't been the only one who had been abducted, though. Most members were from the grey colour gang, though some red colour gang members had been there. Honestly, Gil had believed that to be it, regretting his choice to drop school and join a gang.
They had been warned that they would be attacking Underdog territory, but the original plan had been to get out of there long before they would get to the scene. Unfortunately, nobody had expected the Underdogs to send out their elite forces so quickly, just because the black colour gang got their butts kicked.
Around twenty of them had been spread out on the dance floor. They had then been brought in and surrounded in a dance room by the Underdogs members and Kirk watching over them.
'G… for Gary? No it couldn't…' A smile appeared across Gil's face as he remembered the look Gary had given him down the hallway that one time, it was a stare as if he wanted to hit him. 'Hah, does it even matter if it's really him or not? I think I just found my way out of these stupid deliveries!'
Top 10 in golden tickets = 5 chapter mass release
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