1935, London United Kingdom Chapter 6

Ever since Tiger rescued Blackout from the concentration camps, they traveled all the way to the United Kingdom. Tiger got a job at a retail store, while Blackout went to school.

Folding clothes, a familiar face walks into the store. "Excuse me sir, I'm looking for a black blouse." The man is tall, at least 6 feet, he seems to be around Tiger's age. Brown hair slicked back with gel, wearing a brown suit and round glasses. "Greg?" Tiger recognizes the face. "Uh how do you know my name?" Greg suspiciously takes a step back. "Don't you remember that boy with a strange name, maybe Tiger?" Tiger takes out a few black blouses. "Wait, Tiger! Oh man it's really you, where have you been?" Greg takes off his hat. "I was travelling, quite the bloody adventure eh." Tiger hands over the blouses. "Well we should catch up over coffee sometime, there's somebody I think would be quite excited to see you." Greg smiles. "Well sure, I'm off in a few, how about then?" Tiger says.

Once Tiger finished working, he went to the cafe Greg told him to meet up at. Something seems shady about this. Tiger sniffs out the place before coming inside. There's gunpowder in there for sure. People are standing near the door with guns. Tiger smirks, a fight wouldn't be so bad now would it. Opening the door, a gun points at his head. But before he can hear the click of the gun, Tiger pushes the gun up to the ceiling, grabbing it out of the person's hand. Now he's holding a man hostage with the gun. "Shoot me, I shoot him." Tiger growls at Greg who's pointing a rifle at him. "Tiger, i-i-t's me, Billy." Billy stutters in fear. "Shut up, I know it's you." Tiger's eyes start to smoke. "Woah, look I'll put my gun down if you let Billy go alright." Tiger pushes Billy off to the side, knocking the rifle out of Greg's hands, sliding it under his foot. "Start talking." Tiger melts the rifle under his foot. "Put the gun down, and we'll talk alright." Billy creaks up to Tiger. He points the gun at Billy, "Meh I wasn't gonna shoot any of you anyways." Tiger hides the gun in his pockets. "YOU WHAT! You know what never mind, just sit down." Billy sighs and sits down near Greg.

Tiger - "Mhm, I'm waiting."

Greg - "Right, we were sent by the U.S. since we knew each other, they thought you'd be gullible enough to fall into our trap. But now Germany has put a bounty for your head and the Americans paid us a lot of money to get that dough. What did you do that got this bad?"

Tiger - "Well, the Germans are keeping Jews in concentration camps, I murdered every soldier in 5 camps and freed the people."

Billy - "Are you crazy! Do you know what they can do to you if you get caught?!"

Tiger - "First of all I'm not crazy, secondly so what if I get caught, they can't kill me, only I know how to kill myself."

Greg - "What do you mean?"

Tiger - "What even happened when I left?"

Billy - "Well the farm burned down, not a single piece of structure was left, just ashes."

Tiger - "Hm, that's all I wanted to know, see ya some other time."

Billy - "Wait!"

Billy grabs onto Tiger's arm as they both teleport to his apartment. "What the hell." Billy leaps towards the garbage can and throws up. "Billy!" Tiger rushes to him. "Why'd you grab me!" "Well I didn't think you were going to teleport!" Billy leans on the toilet. "I wanted to talk to you, in private." Tiger sits at the door sill. "So where did you travel too?" Billy asks. "China, France, Germany, here." Tiger leans his head back.

Billy - "Remember when we had to kiss during spin the bottle, ya, my new name was faggot for the rest of the year."

Tiger - "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."

Billy - "Don't be, I--liked it."

Tiger's pupils widen, "Wha-at?" Then their eyes lock onto each other, Billy leans into Tiger pressing his lips against his. "Billy-" Tiger tries to push Billy away. "Billy sto-" He pushes him again, "Hey, it's alright" Billy whispers. "Billy, stop!" Tiger teleports into the hall. "I don't like you in that way." Tiger looks away to spot Blackout standing in the hallway. "Tiger?" She stares at the man on the floor. "Is this?" Billy points to Blackout. "No, she's just a friend I saved in one of the camps." Tiger explains, "Black, this is my childhood friend Billy, Billy, Blackout." "Nice to meet you." Billy stands up. Blackout scurries to her room, Tiger pulls Billy by the arm to his room. "Look Tiger, I'm sorr-" Billy pauses his apology as Tiger takes off his shirt. Tiger pushes Billy on the bed. Tiger unbuttons his shirt, kissing him from the neck down…

The next morning, Tiger awakens from another sleepless slumber to see Billy sound asleep next to him. Getting out of bed, Tiger dresses up and leaps out the window. He heads up to a building that seems to be abandoned, however there are bad people in there, they work with the Germans. These people are spies, stop them and stop the threat, right? Tiger enters the building from a window. He hides behind the wall to listen to the conversation the men are having. There's about 7 men, Tiger has two options, listen for information, or torture it out of them. He goes for the first option. Tiger starts to burn the gas matter, lucky all of the windows are closed. In a few seconds the oxygen in the room will start fading, in another, the men will start to faint. As soon as the men collapsed to the ground, Tiger quickly runs to open the windows. Then he ties each man to the chairs, both the arms and legs. Now he got to wait for them to wake up. In an hour or so, the men wake up and start to panic. "Hey what the hell!" One yells in german. "Shut up!" Tiger slaps the man. "Listen up, you don't speak unless I tell you, you speak I'll give you paper cuts until you bleed to death, you got that!" Tiger slams the wall creating an indent with his fists. "I said, you got THAT!" He hits the same spot one more time. All 7 germans say yes. "Good, well where should I start, you what's Golf planning." Tiger points at the blond with the chiseled jaw. "I-i-i don't know anything I swear." The man lies. "Wrong!" Tiger cuts the man. "Answer again." "Golf i-i-s planning t-to -" The man stutters. "Talk faster!" Tiger gives him another cut. "He's planning to make an attack on Great Britain next year." The man bursts into tears. "Well that wasn't so hard now was it, you, why were you guys sent?" Tiger points to the man with blue eyes. "We were sent to plan out the geography of the land." The man gives out a straight answer. "Gee, ya'll are really bad at keeping secrets, I was just bluffin, I already knew about the attack." Tiger gives out a smirk, "Anyways I'm gonna leave you too it." Tiger says closing the window, and once again burning the oxygen in the air as he makes his leave.

Tiger makes it back through the window before Billy wakes up. "Tiger?" Billy groans as he's half asleep. "Morning sleepy head." Tiger takes off his shirt, a drop of blood has gotten on him. "Greg is not to know of this." Billy rolls out of bed. "Can I use your shower." Billy walks over to the bathroom. "Sure." Tiger nods as he falls onto the bed. "Kitty, kitty, kitty." Lucifer appears at the top of Tiger's bed. "You changed since the last time I met you, is it the insanity or depression growing within you?" Lucifer grabs the book on the nightstand. "The study of psychology, I see you've been catching up on your studies." "Lucifer, just leave me alone, I'm not in the mood." Tiger snatches the book out of his arms. "Aw, why so moody, is that voice in your head bothering you again." Lucifer wraps his arms around Tiger, grabbing his arm to see the marks on them. "I see the lines are increasing, tell me, what's on your mind." Silence, Tiger stands paralized, staring at the damage he has done to his body. ��Tiger, you okay?" Billy snaps Tiger out his mind. "W-what, ya, I'm fine." Tiger looks back, but Lucifer is gone. "You sure, you know you can tell me anything." Billy walks closer. "I'm fine, really, you don't gotta worry." Tiger fakes a smile. "Well, alright I guess." "Hey are you heading to the U.S.?" Tiger asks. "Ya, how'd you know?" Billy picks up his clothes off the floor. "There's tickets in your pockets, I'm coming with you." Tiger gets to his point. "You do know people are looking for you?" Billy protests, "Nothing I can't fix." Tiger puts on his shirt.