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Z-Parasites Mission 2 Part 2 -final-

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"God, will you shift over a bit? I've got barely any room here!"
Mat looked up, staring at me. I raised my eyebrows and glanced back out the window, carrying on eating handfuls of crisps. "I'm just saying, I've barely any room over here!"
"Hm, wonder why..." Radwan sneered, twitching his head slightly. I couldn't see his eyes through his stupid fringe, but he was probably glaring at me.
I went red and kept angrily stuffing crisps into my mouth.

"Hey, cut it out you lot!" Hector sighed from the front seat, glancing over his shoulder and glaring slightly. Radwan scoffed loudly and glanced out the window, mumbling under his breath.
"I wasn't doing anything," I mumbled, licking my fingers slightly, "I was just saying..."
Mat glanced at us both awkwardly, sighing gently. "Uh, are we almost there?" he asked, glancing at Katie in the driver's seat.
"Almost," she replied, glancing ahead, "Now would probably be the best time to go over the plan fully, with us all here."
I glanced away from the window, folding up the empty crisp packet and tying it in a knot.

"Essentially, what we're going to do is go to a supermarket first, get a bunch of stuff from there, then head into the main town," Katie explained with a small nod, looking in the wing mirror quickly, "There's a sort of market going on there today, so that will be good for getting some clothes and maybe some tools."
"Sounds simple enough," Hector stated, nodding slowly, "Now, food-wise, I'm thinking you should get lots of long-shelf life stuff – pasta, tins, jars, that kind of thing. Fresh fruit and veg would be good as well."
"We could get that at the market as well, couldn't we?" Mat suggested.

"Oh, yeah, of course. Whichever's easiest, so long as we get it."
"Don't go wasting all of your space on carrots now," Radwan chuckled lightly, glancing at Mat and I slyly. Probably.
We glared at each other. Mat's Parasite was that of a hare, and mine was a rabbit...
"Low," I growled, "Even for some lower class scum like you!"
Radwan snarled slightly, swiftly trying to lean over Mat but who instead pushed him back.

"Just leave it," he muttered, raising his eyebrows slightly, "He's only a lil' kid..."
"I am not a little kid!" I whined, scowling at Mat.
"Yeah, he's fricking huge!" Radwan chimed in, smirking slightly.
"At least I can afford a haircut!" I snapped back, putting my hands on my head and dangling my fingers in front of my eyes, "Oooh, look at me, I'm Radwan~! Seriously, how the bloody hell do you see?!"
"SHUT UP!" Mat cried, giving us both a shove on the shoulder, "Or do you want me to tell Lavvy whenever the hell she's back?!"

My eyes went wide and I turned to look out the window again. "Fine, sure, yes, okay, anything."
Radwan just sneered slightly. Katie glanced at us nervously. "Um...okay...you'll also need some sunglasses or something to hide your eyes." She nodded at the glove compartment, which Hector opened and got out five pairs of them.
"I have my own," I sneered, rummaging about in my coat for my glasses case, "They go darker in natural light so..."
"You need glasses?" Mat asked, frowning slightly.

"Only for reading," I explained, popping them on, "That; and I'd rather not look like some paparazzi-avoiding prick. No offence."



I kept glancing over my shoulder at the security guard by the entrance of the supermarket as we made our way along the aisles.
"Are you totally sure this is smart?" I whispered to Hector, who had for some reason put on a fake moustache and a flat cap.
"Of course I'm sure," he sighed, tweaking his goggles slightly, "Now; we need you to be a distraction whilst we get some stuff."
"How the hell do I distract all these people?" I hissed, jerking my hands slightly. Hector just shrugged, walking off into another aisle.
"Just what you do best!" he called after me with a smile.

"What I do best?" I muttered, "What the hell do I...!"
My eyes went wide...then a smirk crept over my face. Oh. Of course, there's that...but where?
I glanced around and snuck in hopefully unsuspicious manner towards the freezer aisle.
Okay. You can do this. It won't hurt. Hopefully. Much.
When I was sure nobody was watching, I ran forward, deliberately tripped over my shoes and fell flat on my face with a thud, biting down on my tongue hard.
That was an accident, but it helped made my tears a bit more believable. There was a small, irony taste of blood in my mouth, and my nose suddenly felt warm. Ohhh great...

"Oh God, are you okay sweetie?" some fussy looking woman asked, kneeling down and helping me into a sitting position, "Are you hurt?"
"I-I think I hu-hurt my kn-knee," I sobbed, sniffing loudly and glancing away. The more I played up, the more attention would be drawn to me and not the others. "I-I think I sli-slipped on a wet patch o-or something!" I let out a loud wail, shuddering violently.
"Aww, you poor dear," the lady sighed, stroking my cheek gently, "Who're you here with?
"U-um, a few of my friends," I mumbled, rubbing my eyes, "Um, I really hurt my knee and-"

"Your nose is bleeding," someone from the small crowd that had gathered noted in a worried tone, "Um, has anyone got any tissue?"
"Oh, um, hey, I-I'm fine with that," I mumbled, pressing the bridge on my nose hard, adding, "Although tissue would be nice..." as I saw small drops of scarlet splat down onto the flooring.

You are an idiot sometimes...
Oh, so you've decided to talk up? God, you're like a second rather rubbish brain!
Well, you don't seem to enjoy putting your own to good use, do you?
"Shut up," I mumbled out loud.
"Pardon dear?" the woman asked, raising her eyebrows as she pressed a hankie to my face.
"Uh, nothing," I replied quickly, taking the tissue and trying to scramble to my feet, "Um, I should probably find my friends, you know, they'll be wondering..."

I tilted my head to the floor and started awkwardly shuffling out of the aisle.
Well, that worked (!) Brilliant idea Roland! Aren't you the smartest in the world?
You're degrading yourself now?
"I said shut up!" I snapped. A few people glanced at me, frowning in a slightly terrified manner.
Well, why wouldn't they? They just witnessed an overweight kid with a bloody nose yelling to himself.

"Roland? Uh, is that you?"
I glanced up with embarrassment at Mat, who had an eyebrow raised slightly. "What the hell happened?"
"Distracting some people to save your butt," I mumbled in reply, with an awkward grin, "Could you lead me to the door maybe?"
"Oh, yeah, sure," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder gently, "What did you do?"
"Ran in the freezer aisle, tripped over my shoes, pretending to slip on a wet patch, fell on my face, bit my tongue, hurt my knees somehow and started bleeding."

"Hah, be careful of Radwan then," Mat chuckled unenthusiastically, ruffling my hair slightly.
"Um, why?" I asked, taking the tissue away for a moment and pulling a face, "Urg, I need more tissue badly."
"His parasite's a vampire bat," he muttered gently, glancing around the car park for the others, "I dunno whether they're true but...there's been some stories going 'round that he still likes a bit of blood in human form..."

"One, that's ridiculous," I tutted, giving my head a small shake, "And two, even if it was true, I'd assume his feeding habits would follow that of a vampire bat. I've seen a documentary about bats on the animal channel, and the way they do it is that they pretty much just lap up blood from a cow's bum."
Mat glanced at me, eyes wide. "Uhm..."
"I had very little friends," I sighed, "There was not much else to do but watch TV whilst Matt babysat me and made me snacks."
"Sounds like a good life," Mat said gently.
I shrugged. "Was alright, I suppose," I mumbled, "I mean, it was a life I was used to and...stuff..."

When we reached the car, I instantly crawled inside, still pressing the tissue to my face.
"The hell happened to you?" Katie cried, eyebrows rising in shock and slight confusion.
"Distraction," I groaned, "I feel over. Any of you got any tissues; this one is getting pretty drenched..."
"Um, yeah, here," she said, leaning over and handing me a pack of them.
"Thank you."
I one-handily opened the tissue packet and quickly exchanged the one pressed against my face with a clean one. "Uh, you don't happen to have any wet wipes as well, do you...?"
"Can't say I do sorry," she replied with a small grin, "Maybe Hector and Radwan got so-"
"Drive, drive, drive!" a voice interrupted, as Hector practically leapt into the passenger seat.
Radwan followed, although far calmer.

"Why?!" Katie yelped, pulling out of the car park.
"SOMEONE thought it would be funny to throw grapes at the security guards!" Hector groaned, glaring over his shoulder at Radwan as he did his seatbelt.
Radwan just gave a small shrug.
"And they quickly realized his vein, so that didn't help..."
"Long sleeves are the way forward," I muttered, glancing with scorn at Radwan's short-sleeved t-shirt.
"For boring people like you," he growled back. He paused and raised an eyebrow at me. "And what the hell happened to you?"

"I fell over as a distraction, but it would appear that went ball's up with your help!" I scoffed, swapping the tissues again. I paused, smirked slightly then chucked the bloodied one in his direction.
"Well, that's disgusting," he yelled, batting it onto the floor with a scowl on his face.
"I told you so!" I cried, turning to Mat, who raised his hands defensively.
"I just said it was a rumour," he mumbled.
"What's a rumour?" Radwan hissed, leaning towards Mat, gritting his teeth.
Mat laughed awkwardly, leaning away, "Nothing..."
"I thought so..."
Radwan flashed a smirk and shifted back to his seat.
You are really creepy! I thought, glancing at him from the corner of my eye shiftily.



I glanced along the stalls, sighing in an uninterested manner. It was full of soft, warm clothing and blankets and...
Katie winked at me slightly, and then started to engage the stall owner in a haggle over a random jumper. Whilst the owner was distracted, I snatched up a few shirts and blankets, and shoved them in the bag I was carrying, then trotted past Katie, giving her a small, awkward nudge in the back with my elbow.
"Hmm, you know what, I don't really want this anymore," she sighed, putting the jumper back down on the table, then walking after me, tapping my shoulder.

"So, what did you get?" she asked, slightly excited.
"Not much," I mumbled, opening the bag to show her, "Bu-but the other's are getting things, yeah?"
Katie let out a small sigh, half-smiling at me. "Yeah, they are," she said, ruffling my hair slightly. I frowned and twitched it back into place.
"Try and get some more things, yeah?" Katie chuckled with a small head shake, walking off to find the others.

"Hmph..."
I rolled my eyes slightly and walked along the rest of the market stalls, looking over all the wares getting sold. Nope, nothing interesting but...
I paused in front of one stall, twitching my nose slightly. Glanced over quickly and let out a small groan. It was a sweet pick-and-mix one.
Oh for the love of God!
Shut. The hell. Up! I thought back angrily, licking my lips slightly.
You don't have any money...
Who said I was going to pay for it~?

I edged closer, glancing at the stall owner cautiously. He didn't seem interested, just carried on flicking through his newspaper. My mouth twitched into a smirk. Oh goodie!
As quickly as I could, I grabbed a bright coloured paper bag from the table and started filling it with as much sweets as I could.
You are a bad, bad boy...
Whatever. They're the one's that wanted me to steal, so that's what I'm doing. Stealing, just like they asked!

I gave the bag a small shake, added a few more sweets...then quickly slinked off, smirking slightly.
"I am the greatest person in the universe!" I squealed quietly, dipping my hand into the bag and slipping some chocolate buttons into my mouth, chuckling loudly.
Thud!
"Oh, uh, God, um, sorry, um, God, ah..."
I turned around, then gave a small, slightly confused yelp. A single GG Soldier, staring at me confusedly.

Well, I assume he was. Helmet...
"That's okay kid," he chuckled awkwardly, giving my shoulder a small pat, before coughing slightly and asking,"I don't suppose you could help me son, could you?"
"Um, with what?" I cried, pushing my glasses right up the bridge of my nose. I couldn't let him see my eyes, Christ no...not if I wanted to keep my head...
"Well, I've had a lot of stall owners complaining that some of their wares have gone missing!" the Soldier explained, "So I'm asking if anyone's seen any suspicious characters? Well?"
"Um, ca-can't say I have," I mumbled, looking at the floor. I felt my glasses slip slightly. No-no-no-no-!
"Your eyes okay?" the soldier asked, leaning slightly closer, frowning. Probably.
"Yeah, totally fine!" I exclaimed in a high pitched voice, pushing my glasses up again, "Wh-why the hell wouldn't I be, hahaha!"

The soldier let out a small, confused "Hm" and leaned closer, moving my glasses down my nose, letting out a loud, surprised noise. "Y-your eyes..."
"...BYE!" I cried, managing to rush off through the crowd, teeth gritted.
I had to stop after a few seconds, doubled over and gasping for air. Weakly, I glanced over my shoulder. Okay...no followers...that I could see.
"Okay Rol, just calm down," I muttered, wiping my lips and swallowing the lump of bile that was forming in my throat, "Calm...calm..."
I leaned against a wall, stuffing sweets into my mouth nervously.
Hm, no wonder I picked you. Just like a rabbit...jumpy~!
"Could you please just shut up for a few minutes?" I groaned quietly, rubbing my forehead, "You're like a headache...a constant, never ending headache..."
Fine, fine, whatever...

With a heavy sigh, I straightened up and went along looking at the other stalls, flexing my hands slowly. Just needed something to distract myself, something quick and simple and...
Another sigh. More kleptomania for me! Oh...FANTASTIC!
I found myself walking towards a fresh fruit and vegetables stall. I glanced along the rows. Which would be the most nourishing and wholesome for us?
I glanced at the large box of apples just ahead. Can't go wrong with a bunch of apples!
The owner was at the other side of the stall, which gave me a fine enough distraction to slip over and start shoving apples into my coat pockets and bag.

"Excuse me, do you need any assistance?"
Oh buggerations.
I glanced up awkwardly at the curly haired, pointy faced stall owner. His eyebrows were raised, a totally unimpressed expression on his face.
"Um, no, I'm perfectly fine!" I exclaimed, standing up quickly, "Just, um, looking at your fine, fine apples sir!"
"Do you want them, or are you just going to fondle them?" he asked slowly, nodding at the two shiny red apples I had clasped in my hands.
My palms started getting sweaty. "Um, no, I was just, um, I don't have, um, any money, um, on me, I was kind of waiting for my, uh...my aunty to lend me some?" I gabbled, going to put them back down. The stall owner groaned loudly.
"Just keep 'em kid," he sighed, "Nobody's gonna wan' 'em after your sweaty mitts have been on 'em..."
"O-oh!" I cried, cheeks going as red as the apples, "G-geez, thanks sir!"
I stood up straight again, maybe a bit too fast this time, as one rouge lil bastard of an apple popped out of my coat pocket and went rolling to the floor. The owner glanced from the apple, to me, then back to the apple, then back to me.
I felt my face burn out of embarrassment.

"Were you planning on stealing those son?" he asked harshly, tilting forwards slightly.
"Oh for the love of God!" I yelled in a high voice, turning on my heel and racing down the street. Again.
"Come back here! Thief!"
Oh...oh God...oh GOD NO! This was a nightmare, a horrible, horrible nightmare, I was going to wake up and – hey, maybe this whole part of my life was just a bad dream. All these people I'd met, the whole fact that I could turn into a rabbit, was just a weird sugar-crash induced dream, and I would wake up in my bed, scared but perfectly normal!
...hang on; I could turn into a rabbit.
No, stupid, too much of a risk! There was GG members here; they'd kill me without a second glance!
Just keep running.
My legs were starting to burn. I could hear indistinct shouting from behind me and a thunder of footsteps but it was just an annoying sound in my ears.

THUD!
"Roland?"
Hector tilted his head down at me, frowning. I clung onto him, whimpering slightly. "Hide me!" I wailed, "I got caught!"
"Okay, you are twice the size of me you know," he laughed awkwardly, looking around, "Look, I'm sure if we explain it rationally..."
The stall owner stormed over, jabbing Hector in the chest slightly.
"Are you in charge of this little monster?!" he snapped, glaring at me.
I whimpered again and cowered behind Hector, still holding onto him.

"Yes," he replied through gritted teeth, "Is there a problem?"
"He stole some of my apples," the owner stated.
"You gave them to me!" I protested in a whinging tone.
"And the one from your pocket...?" he hissed back, edging closer to me.
I sniffed and looked at the floor, shaking slowly. "I-it was just one."
Liar, liar, pants on fire~!
Shut up, shut up~!
Hanging from a telephone wire~!

"Look, you've given him two, leave him alone," Hector sighed. He grabbed my head between his arm and gave it a small squeeze. "Look at him, he's just a lil' kid!"
I looked up, putting on a small, hopeful smile. The stall owner gritted his teeth, knuckles going white as he clenched his fists, then let out a loud, painful sigh.
"FINE!" he yelled, "But if I ever see you sneaking around my stall ever again, I won't be held responsible for my actions!"
He turned around and stormed off.
Hector let out a small groaned and turned me to face me, holding onto my shoulders.
"I think Katie should really regret letting you come on this mission," he muttered, shaking his head slowly and ruffling my hair.
"Don't touch the hair!" I cried suddenly, tweaking it back into place.
He rolled his eyes. "I'm guessing you stole more than one?"
"A few," I mumbled, showing my bag, "About twelve?"
"...nice one," he said with a nod. He glanced around, shaking his head again. "We should get going. Find Katie..."

He started to walk off, me trotting behind him.
"You...you won't tell Lavvy, when she comes back, will you?" I asked nervously.
"No, it'll be our little secret, so long as you don't do something that would mean I'd need to tell her," he chuckled lightly.
I chuckled with him, grinning awkwardly. I was terrified he might though. Lavvy was scary enough, without her being mad! Last time that happened, I was in the gym for five hours...that's just child abuse...
No. It's not.
Stop listening into my thoughts!
I AM your thoughts!



"So, how'd your day go 'en?" Matt asked, sipping the cup of hot chocolate he had from his Thermos gently.
"Nightmare," I groaned, putting my face in my hands. I'd gone to meet him in his small guard hide-out, which was really just a bunch of hedges he'd managed to modify so it was a little, waterproof den, just enough room for him, Benny and maybe a guest – mostly me.
"Wha', stealin' no' for ya'?" he chuckled, leaning over and offering me the cup. I glanced at it, frowning slightly.
"Um, no thanks," I mumbled, "And no, it wasn't. I was chased down the street, almost got caught by a GG soldier, fell over, got a nosebleed, was close to being injured by Mr Floppy Hair..."

"...who?" he asked, guzzling the rest of his drink.
"Oh, uh, Radwan?"
"Oooh, creepy bat guy!" he exclaimed, laughing loudly, "Yeah, his fringe is pretty stupid..."
He puffed a burst of air up to blow his fringe from his eyes, grinning.
"Oh, says you!" I scoffed, shaking my head.

He gave a shrug. "I don't give a crap!" he said, "Because, I know what goes on in 'ere stays in 'ere, so Mr Floppy Hair won't find out anything!"
"Oh yeah?"
Matt's eyes went wide, and he moved the 'entrance' to his den slightly. Outside, Radwan crouched, scowling, but with a small smirk on his face.

"...Benny, attack!" Matt squeaked, shoving Benny's hind-quarters slightly.
Benny whimpered and backed away, ears low.
Matt glanced up, biting his lip. "...well, your hair is pretty stupid!" he cried bravely.
Radwan bared his teeth, still smirking.
"Shite!"

Matt jumped out of the den and started running down the forest, yelling more obscenities. I chuckled quietly, covering my mouth. Radwan glanced over, half crawled inside. His eyes started to glow in the gloom.
"And don't think I'm forgetting you called me scum," he hissed, "And my hair is perfectly fine, got it?!"
He winked. "Now I've got a guard to catch." He jumped up and ran off.
I glanced at Benny awkwardly, still chuckling, but it became more awkward and terrified the more I did it. The husky let out a small whine, ears still flat against his head.

Urg, I know what you mean...
For :iconz-parasites:

OH MY GOD THIS IS LONG. :'D
I might have crapped up the characters. Sorry. >>;

Um...not much else to say XD
I think it might end up being a running gag that Roland gets a nosebleed...a weird one but whatever. XD

Cameos from;
Radwan (~Hobo-pup)
Mat (~pouchnoubout)
Hector (~NathanOM)
Katie (*redflamekitty44)
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Oh and one thing I need to mention: though Radwan would probably find nosebleed blood disgusting, when he smells blood, his animalistic instincts wake up and he would probably attack the source of the blood (a.k.a. Roland) just thought you should know that.