Bruno took us through the city on a long winding road close to the shore. Other than the smuggling den known as the Rust DocksSeaside ford the long strip of southern New Valentine coast. It ran all the way down the city, stuffed with luxury housing and dockyards with yachts. Even with it adjacent to Southside, it was like stepping into a whole new world. One filled with picturesque beaches and ever-present tourists and patrolling sects.
Normally being this close to a place with actual law enforcent would make nervous since we tended to gather looks in spots like this. But since neither Bruno nor I were wearing Brass Kings Colors, I chose to let that instinct go. The gangs were New Valentine's dirty little secret, and if we kept to our corner, the Sects didn't care much. I let myself enjoy the ti in the sun and the feel of the bike running over damn near the smoothest roads in the city.
Soon the wealthy tourist hot spot morphed into comrcial docks and shippingbefore giving ground to the familiar run-down sight of the Rust Docks. Dilapidated buildings and skeevy businesses felt like fresh air from the stuffy rich people district. It might be strange to say that the sll of burnt coal and grease was comforting, but it was.
Bruno stopped the bike next to a series of storage units. He got off his ride and led to an alternating series of orange and gray sliding doors. The big guy counted off the numbers until we reached one with '76' on it, completed with a half-faded white script. As soon as he was sure we were at the right one, he turned and gave a goofy grin. I looked left and right, wondering what this was all about.
Uh? So what? Are yais this a joke? an this to be my new house or sothing? Listen, things with and my family are pretty fucked, sure, but it aint bad enough to live out of a storage unit yet
That smile sank from his face completely, turning to horror. No, Luca! If things were that badId rather you live with . I didnt an to
Hajust ssing with ya, big guy. Take it down a notch.
OhNo, no. Its not like that. Haha. As if Id suggest my glorious best friend were to live out of such a horrible place! Why there's not even a bathroom Best friend? I gave him a funny look, but he plowed ahead. Go, open it! Here. He pressed the key into my hand, and I walked over to the padlock. I glanced at him, feeling a bit of worry in my chest. If I were Bruno, and I wanted to celebrate my friend getting stronger...
Am I about to be jumped by so Crimson Eagles so ya can test out what I can do?
I would never do that! As if Id rely on anyone else to provoke you! No! Id just punch you until you showed !
Right, right. And this aint the lead up to that, then, right?
I assure you, I have no plans for that right now. He began to hop foot to foot. I gave him one more suspicious glance and then grimaced.
I wasnt like Eve. Hadnt I resolved to change my life around? Work more with my friends? I needed to chill. The big guy just said we were best friends. I didnt know how to feel about that yet, but this wasnt so kind of elaborate trap. Even if I didnt know what it was. I shook my head and shoved the key into the padlock.
With a shove, I forced the orange steel door to roll open.
Inside of the dingy barren storage unit was a beautiful white street bike with slick black chro rims. Long luxurious drag bars compelted with a windscreen, its form damn near perfection. What especially made it beautiful was the way the front wheels fender wrapped around in the shape of a crescent moon. Completed with a pair of black dice decaled on the back of its body.
Just its silhouette sent shivers down my spine. This wasnt a bike. It was a piece of art. Damn. New bike, Bruno? Really fucking cool. Youll look badass riding this thing. I ant every word; there wasnt a world where I couldve kept awe from bleeding into my voice.
It was clean, not done up with all the sots of goofy designs and ornate fancy shit Ive seen so people put on it. No, it was more of classy elegance; even if white wasnt my go-to color for a bike, this one used it uniquely, making it work, almost like a lady in a wedding dress.
Think so? Bruno asked, moving over to and slinging his arm over my shoulder. Damn near made buckle at the knees to suddenly support that extra weight, even with my enhanced strength.
Well fuck yea, I do. Id be blind if I thought anything else, right? Hell, I liked your chro chopper, but this thing stuns the eye.
Glad you like it! Bruno dug in his pocket. In my admiration of the artwork, I hardly noticed when he grabbed my wrist and shoved keys into my hand. With casual grace ill-befitting such a large man, the big guy stretched his arms above his head and sauntered back over to his trusty chro chopper. I looked at him with a dumb expression on my face as he got on his bike. Bruno crossed his arms.
Then I opened my hand, staring at the set of keys, before returning my eyes to him. This didnt make sense; didnt he want to take his new bike out for a ride? I could drive his back to where he needed to stash it or
Cmon, Luca! Hop on your bike! I dont got all day, and the squads waiting to see you roll-up. Itd be rude to leaveem waiting.
A hot tear ran down my eyedamn sand, I hated driving by that awful Seaside beach. Always got stuck in your eyes. Crap. More tears. I wiped them away, ignoring the good-natured laughter of my best friend. Fucking sand.
After an agonizing five minutes of trying to stop the tears, I was able to see fine again. I gave about a thousand thanks before Bruno shut up with one firm command to get on the bike.
I complied, feeling like a shell from all the expended emotions from that damn sand. I slipped onto the bike, and it was like finding a part of myself I didnt realize was missing. It completed , from how the key felt going into the ignition to how the switch to flick the engine shut-off clickedthe beautiful purr of the engine as it ca to life. Before I could process what was happening and that this was real, Bruno and were racing through New Valentine. on my motorcycle, laughing like a madman.
It was utterly freeing. I didnt care that the wind ssed up my hair or that the sun kept catching my eyes in the wrong way. Id been tied down to this city and my situation for so long, and now I felt like I was flying like a beast high in the sky with these wheels under . This bike was my wings.
The trip didnt last nearly long enough before we found our journeys end at Kaysons apartnt. Everybody in the squad loitered in the front.
Kayson leaped to his feet first, nodding as he looked at the bike. Well? Does he like her? He walked closer, taking in the bike. Bruno insisted on this one. Saw a blue naked that I thought fit. But judging by your face right now, guess he made the right call. Perfect bike for soone as flashy and hotheaded as you.
Of course, I know my best friend better than anyone! There was no contest for which was the best bike for him!
Still think we shouldve gotten his dumbass a scooter. Eve gave an evil smirk.
S-suits you, Luca Suzaki added.
Im blown away Really, yall are outta your minds. When I first joined this division, I thought it was a punishnt. I was wrong. More wrong than Id ever been. I wanna apologize right now and say that ya guys an more to than the world. Im sorry Ive been difficult, and I aint gonna be all the way better by tomorroweven a month, for now, I'm sure I'll still have my flaws. But I promise to do right by ya. Thanks, seriously, from the very bottom of my heart.
Quit the mushy shit! Eve shook her head. Watch our back, and we watch yours. Its simple.
Now! Bruno yelled out, nearly throwing off the bike with surprise at the sudden tone shift. Luca broke through to the next stage! We need a proper trial to test him out! Does any here know of a worthy challenger? A glorious and bloody duel for him to display his new powers? Bruno clapped his hands together, and Kayson gave him a weary look.
Or, he could tell us. Manifest it right here. Kayson said.
There is no honor in such a thod! The only way to showcase newfound might is on a battlefield.
Itd been a long two weeks, and Id be lying if I didnt wanna test myself a bit. What could I do now that Id broken through?
Brunos got a point. Point us to soone that needs so hitting, and Ill take a few swings. Let show ya what I got. Bruno barked out a laugh, clapping on the back.
Eve shrugged, and Suzaki fidgeted nervously. Go figure the healer didnt like the idea of people getting hurt.
N-no Lantern District. Suzaki said.
But the young masters are the best opponents to face! Their pompous airthe lack of restraint, make them an ideal target to Bruno began to say.
We will not be causing more trouble with sects. If you two want to fight that bad, there are plenty of other targets. Were still in a war. And Eves been doing so scouting for and said that shed got sothing. I intended to wait a couple more days for Luca to get back on his feet. You three may not be aware, but its a rather traumatic experience when you have a breakthrough. Which only gets more difficult the higher you get. If hes ready then Kayson sighed and shook his head. Luca, are you really up for this?
Ya fucking bet, I said. I wanted to know what I could do. Was there a point in power if you couldnt let loose and go wild once in a while?
Fine, fine. Listen closely.
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