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A bullet whizzes past Delirious' head, how'd he miss?! I don't care. I start shooting behind the line of Luke's men, at that short guy. Guns go off left and right and people start shouting as Wildcat walks closer to me, laughing. "How'd you miss, Masky?!" He taunts as I fire my gun and hit his bitch in the leg. He yelps and falls to one knee, making me laugh in victory.

Wildcat's eyes widen and he hisses before aiming for my head. "No cool" He snarls, reloading his gun. "T- Wildcat!" The bitch cries out, so Wildcat drops his gun. I laugh and then we're circling each other, the rest of the fight going on around us. "Drop the gun, Masky. I'll make this easy" Wildcat says, grinning.

"How about you fucking drop your gun and I'll make it easy on you, bitch" I snarl, shooting and huffing when he dodges. Tyler smirks, dropping his protective stance. "Just like Delirious, naive" He says, just as a bag is thrown over my head. I yelp but a hand is over my mouth and I'm wrestled to the ground, though the fight continues.

I kick and swing my arms, screaming against the hand over my mouth and refusing to go down easy. I feel zip ties going around my legs and wrists before I'm lifted up, though I'm still struggling and trying desperately to get away. I hear metal doors creaking and I fall to the bottom of the van with a thud, still squirming and shaking and fighting.

"Fuck off! Let me go! I'll kill all of you!" I snarl, still able to mermaid kick my legs. "Keep him down" Oh great, now there's an annoying Irish accent bossing me around. "I will bite of your hand if you even touch me! I will, I've done it before!" I snap, snarling when someone holds down my legs.

The van begins to move and I hiss, doing a sit up and blindly slamming my head into the guy holding down my legs. It aches but he let's out a noise that obviously means it hurt him a lot more. I roll onto my knees and jab my shoulder into him, snarling and shouting when my torso is forced down.

"Goddamn he's strong.." Two Irish dicks?! Goddamn. "Just- keep him still. Cartoonz wants him alive" Ah, so there's one American here. Or is he Canadian? Bitccch. "I'm still here y'know! I'm slippery, I'll escape, and I'll fuck you all up! Let go of me!" I snap, still trying to struggle. I don't get an answer and I shake my head, sighing blissfully.

"Delirious must've done some fucked up shit to his bitch" One of them scoffs. Oh! So they think Delirious is fucking me. Oh my, oh my god that's hilarious! I arch my back a little and roll back and forth, laughing maniacally. Oh my god! They think Delirious is fucking me?! Hah! Thank god Evan was shot! This is hilarious.

"No wonder they call the gang The Psycho Gang.." One of them mutters, still holding me down as I try to roll back and forth, snorting and gasping for air as my stomach aches from laughing too much. Hey, hey I mean, don't bring a bitch to a gun fight, right?? Oh! This is hilarious! Whoo!