Chapter 19: Orcs are us
The gang busts into the café with a bellow "Bring us ale wench and start those friers cause the boys here are hungry" roared the biggest Orc showing himself to be the leader of the group.
The waitress went into a panic while pouring drinks while the chef started cooking as fast as he could as the orcs looked around the place to try and start trouble.
One of the smaller gangsters with faintly glowing runes tattooed on his face was looking at the group of three eating their food. "Hey boss, look at that looker over there wit those punks." This tattooed Gangster while licking his lips as he gestured in the trio's direction.
The orcs howled and laugh stared laughing as the large blue boss proclaimed "Good eye Skaldren, these punks got served before us. How is this fair boys?" which got a couple answers of similar to "it's not fair at all boss"
The boss stomps over to the group of three who are still eating as if nothing were happening and demands "We should have been served first so this is our food you're eating now. How are you going to pay us back for stealing our food eh?".
The group continues to eat still ignoring the Orc leader who is starting to get angry "I see you are hungry so you can finish eating your food but we will take our payment from the young lady while you finish up" He said while grabbing for Gara but before he reached her she stood up turning towards him to say in an innocent voice "I will just have to finish eating first so I can pay you back for all your hardship."
The gangsters all laughed maniacally before suddenly stopping as Gara's mouth unhinged and kept unhinging as it grew bigger than her body at which point she quickly swallowed the gang leader head first in two bites, her body expanding then crunching back down in a sickly fashion before returning to the previously innocent appearance she entered as followed by her usual long drag of a smoke completely clashing with her appearance.
The gangsters where all stunned as well as the staff who all stopped moving with the only sound being the old music box continuing to play in the background (♪I don't want to burn Chanetquets to Aaaashes! I love it way to much♪).
The silence continued until the gangster with the rune tattoos yelled for them to get out of there "You will pay for attacking the followers of death" He cried as they ran out of the café in a hurry.
Tral and Darick were still eating the chili with a passion completely ignoring this whole situation. "This chili is actually really good… the spice burns the mouth but the flavor is awesome. I'll give you ten thousand bucks for your recipe." Tral tells the chef casually waving a small wad of bills as Gara finishes her drink and picks up the Orc leaders ale to start drinking again.
The chef freaked out and quickly responded "W-what.. whatever you want buddy, I'll write down all the information but the secret ingredient is these ghost peppers from Gwalli." As he passed the paper to Tral he received the stack of bills which he tried to give back but Tral insisted he keep it as thanks for the recipe.
The mechanic that had previously made advances on Gara was shaking in the back, his pants drenched in more then just piss.
They waited there for a few hours as it grew dark outside. Lights were seen approaching in the distance as dozens of bikes came riding towards the café from both directions.
The waitress cried out "they must have come back with the rest of their gang for revenge!" before running into the back of the café.
When the bikes met outside the café both sides armed to the teeth with weapons. The side from the south all wearing black leather jackets with reapers on the back, armed with all manner of guns, knives as well as a few strange artifacts. The leader of this group was a massive blue orc covered in lively magical runes tattooed across his mostly bare body.
The Gang leader bellowed at the other bikers who came from the north "Are you with those inside who kill my Hedrak deathpriest's little brother?" with much menace due to the raw energy pulsing from his body.
The riders from the north were wearing mostly green military outfits that looked extremely rugged as if they had been through a great battle. Armed with top of the line assault rifles and with several obvious mages or powered users they looked ready for battle at any time.
As the tensions heated up the door to the café opens and a beautiful eighteen year old girl with long purple hair leaves the building casually walking into the middle of the two groups before stepping on the cigarette she just dropped "I'm sorry there but you're brother was very rude and wanted my food which isn't very nice. Sooo I ate him, have a nice day." She spoke to the reaper gangleader before her fingers turned into thin razor wire blades that extended out quickly piercing several of the gang followed by a few fast movement of her hands that made most the gang members except the leader fall into pieces with blood and motor oil melding together in moments.
"You horrible BITCH!" the massive blue orc screamed as his body erupted with power causing him to grow while pulling in the blood of his died companions until he became a massive giant over 15 feet tall roaring at the sky.
He took a step towards Gara crossing several feet destroying a huge section of the road as his foot stepped down power radiating off of him only to be countered by Gara growing equally as big in the time it took him to step.
Their fists met each other without the anticipated boom on contact as Gara's fist opened up wrapping around his arm with a mixture of teeth and suction pads.
She then used his momentum to lift the beast into the air before slamming him down into the dirt.
"I don't know why it's so hard to pierce you but if I can't eat you then let's see you eat me!" Proclaims Gara before liquifying into a stream that entered into his mouth.
The giant orc starts to spasm on the ground before his lively runes start to fade. At which point his body starts to swell up violently before bursting into pieces, exposing a gradually reforming Gara into one of her preferred pretty forms already stretching out to grab a pack of smokes from a dead biker.
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