The DarkHole Laboratory

The Willow Troto 23

Willow had just woken up with random hair, he felt his head dizzy.walking into the bathroom with a slight stagger, he vomited all of his entrails.

"Siaaal!" His feet when looking at the sink and there is a look of his face with a black mascara around his eyes.

He prefers to take a toothbrush first and confuse the smell of odor in his mouth that makes him nauseous.

Take a cloth bandana and lift her hair so as not to go down to the face.  He poured water on his face. Take the face soap and start rubbing the black part.

Then he took a cotton swab, gave the liquid to a transparent coloured bottle of cotton and started cleaning it. Former makeup lifted quickly. His face was back white.

From the bathroom, Willow patted her face with a dry towel, Dizzy feeling still felt. His footsteps came to a halt as he heard the sound of a conversation from outside his room.

Willow alert. He went back to the bathroom, he took a firearm that he had stored behind the sink. And grabbed the kel-tec p50 handgun, his flagship weapon. The ballerina, Willow named it.

He stepped slowly and pointed his gun at someone who was using his kitchen.

"Call me as soon as possible!" the voice he knew. The figure pressed his earpiece.

"Why are you here?" Willow lowered his handgun. 

"You awake, baby?" Light speech Troto. A fine creaking was seen on Willow's forehead.

"Don't tell me you forgot? We're better yesterday? You promised me you'd remember when you woke up." Troto said, the man spoke more and more. Not hearing Willow's reply, he glanced at his lover who demanded a long explanation.

"You drank a lot, got drunk, and I drove you"

"And you, make a move on drunk people? The dude! Are you kidding me?!" Willow threw his band at Troto, who chuckled. The woman moved out of her place.

"Truly?!" Ketus Willow's. He put his handgun rough on his tiny dining table.

"Well I did take the opportunity to make up with you" Troto advanced, he grabbed Willow's waist. He did not care about the encouragement and moaning of his lover.

"I make soup, let your hangover go, there's aspirin too" he said gently. Willow no longer rebelled.

"If we make up, baby, I'm sorry, I can't keep you quiet any longer" Troto fused their foreheads together.

"I'm lonely," he said.

"I need you" he whispered, he kissed Willow's lips. With no resistance, Troto embraces his women and deepens their kisses.

He let go of his kisses when they ran out of oxygen. He rubbed Willow's swollen lower lip.

"Eat your soup, and take your medicine."

Yes Willow forgave Troto, his heart warmed up, he did not expect that Troto could be this sweet. He also missed his brother. But his mountain-high prestige hurt his own feelings.

"Elders please come here, tid .. kon .. sif—" the inscription is heard from Troto's mouth, tid ... kon, 

"Rome!" Pekik Troto's.

"What's wrong?" Willow asked who had taken an aspirin and bribed a few spoons of the soup.

"The siege mission of the rebels from the previous High Majesty clans, I will help, you rest first, dear. I'll be back"

"I'm coming" said Willow, patting the ballerina on the dinner table. 

"Come,"

Willow and Troto enter the door in front of Willow's room.

"Whose room is this?" Ask Willow.

"Mine" whispered sound with the oddity of welcoming Willow's speech. 

"Take this"

Troto gave him a black leather jacket as well as tight black trousers.

"You can use Moto?" Tanya Troto also wore the same attributes as Willow.

"The same photo as in the human world?" Ask Willow back. Of course he can. Moto similar vehicle Motor drift.

"Well, we're going to use that to make it faster, and they're going to cross into the human world" Troto said, throwing a glove at Willow.

"Can"

"Good"

Troto walked towards the bookshelf, the man touched a display and the shelf lifted. Behind the shelf is a hallway.

Troto enters Willow following behind him. He saw the vehicles there. Willow got his helmet as well as an earpiece.

"Select what you want" said Troto, who opened a wall. There's a lot of armaments. And Willow picked some.

"Ready?" They are on their own motors.

Willow pressed his side of the goggles to turn the glass black. He nodded.

They're speeding, Troto has sent a map of where they're going after the rebels.

Willow glides with the bag on his back there is also a long barrel gun hanging on his back.he slides in a chase with Troto.

They crossed the forest and he could see a barrier in front of him. Then Willow easily penetrated the barrier that turned out to be in the human world.

"Don't be fooled! We're still in Guapo village, we're prototyping the human world in real size." Troto Say.

They're passing the highway. It is empty without any other vehicle.

"That's them!"

Willow looked at the motorcade.

Willow spurred his moto to the front. But the rear vehicle pulled out its rifle and started shooting at him while Troto took care of the front vehicle.

Willow deftly tricked the rear vehicle into spacing out and then removed his bag containing a laser beam. It runs from the left end to the right of the street. 

The driver realized the laser was stretched but he was late, controlling his vehicle, he split and exploded with his vehicle.

Willow spurred his moto leaving a loud bang behind, he approached the vehicle in front of him. 

He clenched his motto and his hand stretched out, pointing The ballerina at the windshield of the vehicle. And a gunshot hit the passenger behind him. Make the vehicle back and slightly squishy.

Then Willow stepped forward, and wanted to pick up another vehicle in front of him.

"Reply faster!" Said the passenger, to the driver who was in the vehicle that Willow shot earlier.

Passengers behind Willow shot him. His shots went everywhere. 

Willow avoids by walking zig zag. He took out a ballerina, reached back to pull the trigger, leaning with a grain of iron on the vehicle behind him brutally. Decihan sounded from Willow's mouth.

"Where are you Will?" Troto.

"Relax I'll take care of it in the back" Willow said. He does not want his pleasure to be disturbed, with the arrival of Troto.

Willow threw the empty bullet holder and quickly replaced it. He does it with one hand. Once filled, he regained control of the moto.

And stepping back on his clutch pedal, he increased his speed. He feels he has a challenge. A slanted smile was seen from behind his helmet.

The vehicle behind him was driven fast, they were already beside Willow. The passenger sitting behind the driver cocked his gun and aimed near the woman. From behind his sunglasses he glanced, he quickly dodged.

Willow gets a shot, he ignites and releases gas to dodge the shot. He retreated backwards.

And Willow aimed straight at the back of the vehicle in front of him that had shot him.

The driver of the vehicle could not control the speed of his vehicle due to Willow's fire, they hit the road barrier and rolled around, then the explosion happened again.

it makes a loud bang. 

Willow again advanced to pursue his target, it turns out that the vehicle he was chasing, the last vehicle of his part.

Willow doesn't want to lose his prey. The chase happened. He doesn't want to give up. 

"Near if he picks you up! Then hit the moto hard!"

The driver just nodded. Two passengers in the back monitor the approaching Willow. Seeing the opportunity, of course they immediately memepet Willow.

"Now!"

Passenger behind the driver's seat stretched out his gun and hit Willow's helmet, Willow flinched and went off track. 

The woman did not lose her mind. He has a strategy. He increased his speed, Willow motto speeding, he and his moto hovering above the vehicles of the rebels. He threw a bomb at the driver's window.

Willow landed on the asphalt to coincide with the third loud explosion he created. Willow stopped, he opened his goggles, staring at the flames in front of him. 

"Clear!"

"Good! Comehere!" Troto Sahut. Willow re-installed his googles and continued his mission.

He follows Troto who watches him. The man saw the action of his lover. Turns out the decision was right, getting Willow out of Jonny's training. Willow's ability is above them.

"understand!" Reply Willow. He pressed the gas on his moto and drove fast.

Tbc.