Flying-Type Life Chapter 2

With the street lights illuminating them, Swervum said bye to Ed and entered his home with his mother greeting him: "Welcome back, Sweet! If you want to eat something there's some leftovers in the fridge."

"Thank you but no need." he replied as he went directly to his room. After entering and closing the door, he kicked a box into his garbage bin, toppling it over, then crashed in his bed.

Fuck!

He hit his pillow and started meditating.

''What did that guy think, joining Terra... When it comes to Ed, we've always had each others' back since grade school, and he followed me by himself when I quit school to join so I could help mum and Kris... As for those brothers, they're messed up and take too much pleasure in hurting others, so they're at home with us, and frankly quite useful. But Juice...''

''He's lucky I maneged to take him under my wing when he joined, else he may have been broken by someone else already, probably by that asshole Sonny. This just isn't his place. He's too soft and too honest. He's young, he deserves a better future than this. I didn't want to do this, but I had to. So he won't come back. So he'll find something good to do with his life.''

Swervum took off his cap and put it on his desk then lied down on his back, closing his eyes. Just stay a good boy, Juice.

"...ig...other..."

Hmm..?

"Big brother, wake up..."

He opened his eyes and saw his sister. "Ah, you;re up!" she exclaimed giddily. "Ah, did I oversleep? Thanks for waking me..." he told her as he yawned. "It's not that late, but I think you said you were working today too? I wish we could have played together on my day off." He gently rubbed her head and got up. "Next weekend I should be free, so let's do it then, alright?" Crystal hummed happily as the two siblings headed for the table where Sermum was waiting for them with another nice breakfast.

His mother and Kris, the two he did everything for, were happy, and so he was happy.

Swervum's life continued normally without any news of the young Gorosaurus. His routine went on for a few days. See Sonny, get the jobs, do the jobs, until one morning he entered Big Papa's Place. The interior was a mess, Sonny was lying on the floor, unconscious and covered in his own blood, and over his body was...

"...Juice!?"