Dragon
#17
Chapter Sixteen
Corruption


“Tell them to STOP IT!” Becky pleaded. “Let me go! We’re all going to DIE if he doesn’t let me go!”

“Is that so?” the woman sneered. “How’d ya figure? Who the @#$% do you think you are giving us orders? Ya know what they do to thieves in Bangkok?”

“Chop hands off,” said Pure Skumm. “Beck, Beck, Beck. Wanna join? Beer? Beck?”

“I’m not a thief. Please let me go,” Becky said.

“@#$% you,” replied the woman. This ain’t your @#$%ing house. It’s ours.”

“Guys, guys, guys,” Pure Skumm shouted as he dragged Becky into the hall. “Got someone.”

“So did we,” announced another skinhead. “A nigger. Here! Can you believe it? Ammo and Warp-One are checking him out. I’m checkin’ the other rooms.”

“You shot nigger?” Pure Skumm asked as he followed the skinhead into the living room.

“You’re @#$%in’ right I did”, he replied. This skinhead was thinner than Pure Skumm, but still had the same painful expression of hate. That, and the Hitler-esque mustache he grew, screamed... “Hey, I’m a racist!”

Pure Skumm smiled. “Extra, extra beer. Looka what I got.”

“Yeah, I got eyes,” the mustache said. “Hey, red.”

“Did you kill him?” Becky asked, fearing the answer.”

He looked at her hard. “I’m gonna. How d’you feel about that?”

“Will you just tell this baboon to let me go?” Becky requested.

Moving forward, the woman pulled out a butterfly knife. “That’s our chief, sugar. He’ll let you go when he @#$%in’ feels like it. What’s this baboon shit?”

“Speakin’ of the devil,” the thinner skinhead pointed as two other skinheads brought the wounded Emerson in. He’d been stripped of his weapons and was badly bleeding in the arm. The two Aryans dumped him onto the floor of Pure Skumm’s living room.

Pure Skumm let go of one of Becky’s hands, which helped her not one bit. She had to flick fingers on both hands to get her flame.

Skumm scratched his chin, considering things. “Three break-inners... one dead,” he turned and smiled at the woman. “Thank you Psycho... one ‘bout to die... one might die. Might not? Join up, Beck?”

“Hey, Skumm,” one of the last two skinheads spoke up. He had a low forebrow and a thick beard on his face which made him look more neanderthal than the others. “The five of us are enough. We don’t need no extra bitch in the squad. Besides, she broke in with the nig’. Shoot ‘em both.”

Emerson, still conscious but fighting the pain, convulsed on the floor. “She’s-- not... gonna join you, Mr. Clean. She’s... VSO...” The neanderthal kicked him in the ribs.

“VSO?” Skumm asked. “What? What? What? VSO, VSO, VSO, Rock? VSO tie me up in a knot? Beck. VSO... what?”

Becky shrugged. “I... really don’t know what the VSO is. I...”

“Sure you don’t”, the woman snarled as she stepped closer to the helpless redhead. “You three came in together. “What does it mean?” Before Becky could protest, the blade of a butterfly knife was leveled just under her chin.

“Yo, Psycho bitch,” Emerson groaned. “VSO stands for vampires... sadists... an’ orthodontists. Got it?” The reply he got was a solid kick in the stomach. “UHH!”

“That’s Psycho CATH, wiseass,” she spat. “Warp-One’s right, Skumm. Let’s do ‘em both.”

“No,”said Skumm. “Want her to join up. Shave all head, of course.”

The last skinhead spoke up. He had a thinner mustache than the other two, but sported glasses with large bronze-tinted lenses. “All right. Skumm, let’s give her my piece. If you really want her to join. You sure?”

“Sure, Ammo, sure, sure. Piece. Beck. Piece.”

The skinhead called Ammo told Becky, “You’re drafted. @#$% your VSO. You’re one of us, now.”

“Whatever you say. Just let me go,” Becky said.

“Uh-uh,” Ammo shook his head. “He’ll let go someday. First, take your free hand, take my gun, an’ blow this nigger to hell.”

Becky nodded in agreement. “Give it to me.”

Emerson paled. “Foxy... now you finally wanna be a killer?”

Her face was surprisingly impassive. “Gun, please.”
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