Chapitre 8: A father
Scale's mind was in shambles, he was doing his usual day job of robbing hillbillies, walking bags of money for a man with a gun.
' So what the hell is this?! Why is such a monster bumping into me?! '
Thought Scale as he trembled beneath his helmet, this was a bad day for him.
" Calling someone monster in their presence is a bad idea, especially if they are a monster.. did nobody teach you basic manners Mr. Scale? "
Raditz's abrupt voice cut off Scale' internal monologue, and he was subconsciously about to admit mistake.
" Sorry bro- no.. I didn't call you a monster! I didn't say anything- "
Scale's head was now beginning to sweat bullets, he was starting to realise something, he might have really messed up here.
" Didn't say anything out loud..? Is that it? "
Raditz's hand rested on Scale's shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze, but Scale felt no encouragement from it, he felt only fear.
" Ha-haha I don't know what you mean big brother.. stop kidding me.. haha. "
Scale attempted to play it off as drove his bike on the streets of South City.
He really wanted this dude to be kidding, if not and he was really doing what Scale thought he was doing.
" Then you would be toast yes, and before you make a mistake Mr. Scale, selling out my news isn't going to be nearly as profitable as you think. "
Scale was now trembling and his teeth chattered beneath his helmet.
He only drove because of the sheer fear he felt if he was to ever slow down.
He didn't even mind Raditz's hand squeezing his shoulder, he was facing either a god or a devil.
" That sounds quite fitting, I am visiting Satan after all~ Hahahahaha! "
Raditz's loud boisterous laugh was the final string that cut off Scale's sanity.
He trembled and began to cry.
" Please let me go big bro! It's my mistake! I shouldn't have tried to rob you! I can do anything, just say the thing and I will do it bro! "
Scale lived robbing people, he was very aware what to do when someone is about to one shot you.
If he was a fool, he wouldn't have survived this long in the pits of South City.
" An apology? "
Scale heard Raditz's tone and immediately understood.
There it was, this was the thing that would save him.
" Yes! An apology! Anything you want big brother! "
Raditz rubbed his chin, he was about to visit Satan maner, so he didn't need anything material, but it's always good to have connections.
" An apology is it, heh, what you can give me indeed! "
What could Scale even give him wondered Raditz.
Whatever he wanted he could just take it, he was for all intents and purposes beyond common sense for people here.
All Raditz wanted of this man was taking him to Satan manor nothing more, maybe a information agent is more of this man's forte?
" I need information, seeing as you were about to sell mine, you should understand the kind of information I want. "
Scale immediately widened his eyes, not with fear but excitement.
This was his only gig outside of his robbery one, he was a seller of information, standing all day without a thing to do helped him pay attention to the surroundings.
" You got it big brother! Just say the thing you need, I'll get you hooked up in day! "
Scale said, this was his line of business, so he pretty confident about that.
Turning a sharp point they were beginning to enter an area filled with artificially planted trees.
This was land of the rich, Satan lived here.
" I'll take your word for it, I need information on a man named mercenary tao, do be careful with this, he is not as gentle as I am, to you we might as well be equally monstrous. "
Scale gulped, okay, he should have expected this, why would a man like this look for regular run of the mill people.
This mercenary guy must have some kind of feud with him, a feud of two equally strong monsters?
Alright, Scale was excited and scared at the same time.
" I'll get it done big bro, but if I need to be careful, it might need a little bit of time. "
Said Scale, and he wasn't thinking of dipping either, who would? He just became the personal informant of a godlike being.
Wasn't this directly making sure he was safe and sound with Raditz as his backer.
His first child was born recently he wanted safety of life if possible.
He was someone who had a fortune teller mom, she always said he would make it big one day, maybe this was it, his chance.
" A backer eeh? Alright, you can use my name, but it might not be so useful, tell you what, I'll give you something. "
Said Raditz, and he was on time too, as they had arrived near the Satan mansion, a huge mansion with multiple guards.
So they parked a bit farther away, away from earshot range.
* Thuk *
Putting his bike on standby mode, Scale looked at Raditz, ready to see what a man like that would give.
Raditz felt around, they were standing with trees as their cover and no one was looking this way.
So it was time to test a theory of his.
" I'll give you something that will make you a god amongst men, of course, if you are to take it, you will be my messenger forever, I can always locate you no matter where you go. "
Scale gulped hard, on one hand was becoming a godlike being but having to forever work under someone, and on another hand was regular old life, but being unsure of safety.
Was this something to consider?! No it wasn't.
" Bless me mama! I am ready lord! Make your messenger angel! "
Raditz twitched his eyes, exaggeration is everywhere.
Whatever, let's see if his theory holds up.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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