Awrighty, moving right on to chapter five! *cough*cough*sputter*cough*gag*



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Wild Angel shuffled quickly around BBoys appartment. She wiped his TV set quickly and then walked over to the kitchen and looked at the rest of the house. It was clean, "beautiful" she thought to herself. Gathering her thoughts, she washed her hands just as BBoy walked in with Ax Man behind him. Ax's blade resting on BBoys neck.



"Ax Man!" Wild Angel screeched. He dropped the blade off BBoys neck and walked over to Wild and examined her.



"Nice I guess." He grunted. BBoy was staring at Ax Man.



"Ax Man?" He whispered sounding in disbelief.



"What?"



"My best friend was holding a knife to my throat, heh", he shrugged, "I haven't seen you in thirteen years!"



"You're not the BBoy", Ax said.



"Yes I am. You ran away thirteen years ago from Devan Shell, just like Wild Angel here." Wild spun around in a circle and came out of the kitchen.



"Alittle dillusional, Ax?"



"Me? No."



"Well, that is BBoy you know." BBoy took a picture out of his shirt of him and Ax Man playing ball together as cute five year old boys. Ax Man grunted in disgust of the picture.



"So, BBoy, it really is you?"



"What do you think?"



"Cool, well, what have you been doing?"



"Look you two, im gonna go out, and walk around alittle bit, while you two talk, okay?" Wild Angel pushed some hair out of her face and walked toward the door.



"Fine, have fun, and watch your back", Ax Man said.

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"Grath, did you have to get us into this?" Ducky sighed.



"It's not my fault she moved like a ally of Devan Shell", he said.



"Well, next time, don't make him mad. Well, we will never join that gang again." Ducky said. Grath nodded and turned his head to look at a bunny walking by. As he turned his ead, something hit him. He walked right into another bunny.



"Oh, I'm so sorry", she said.



"No, I am. I'm Grath", he said.



"I'm Wild Angel", she replied.



"Cool, and this is Ducky", he said pointing out Ducky who was walking ahead not noticing.



"Wait a minute. Weren't you that run away that Devan Shell said he killed but made a big deal over it to save his favorite gaurd who had been sick?" She asked.



"Yeah. I sopose you are a run away too", he said.



"Yes, I am. Dare say I ran away last night. They are still looking for me too", she sighed.



"CHUCK! THERE SHE IS!!" A voice boomed from behind them.



"RUN!" Wild whispered. She grabbed Graths hand, but he broke off and ran up a wall and hid on the roof. Wild Angel continued running down the street, dodging cars and rabbits. She pushed off of a wall and hit another one and walked on it as if there was no gravity what so ever.



"So? Care to join me?" Wild asked