nos482

Nos482
disclaimer i dont own the teen titans i only am writing this for entertainment i own nos482 the freaks and several other o/c's

Nos482 had been searching for his nightly meal, when he saw a mugger attacking an old lady, rescuing her by slamming him in the back with his cybernetic arm knocking the man out, the woman thanked him and insisted he took the money she offered in thanks, his faced blanched even paler as he looked at her and she reminded him of his own grandmother, dragging himself back to his lair with the mugger in tow, memories coursing through his mind that he had wanted to block out,

flash back 1986 jump city
Thomas sitting on the stoop infront of his house, his mother was busy, by his feet was a bag of groceries, he had came back early via a short cut he wasn't what anyone would consider a fortunate, bastard son of a whore, few friends, he didnt like any of his mom's regulars even worst was the one's who called him sport, or tried to act like they were his friend or even worse like they were some pseudo father figure, he was hungry, and he knew better than to walk in when she was busy with a client, last time he had done so wasnt a memory he was exactly keen to refresh, deciding it would probably be better he's just getting up when a man a little scruffy for one of mom's regular's but he had seen the guy before he was in the "Tom" category, pretending because he was on first name basis with the kid he was his friend, "how you doing Tommy boy?" the polite smile made him wanna puke, "good i guess Mr. Saltine" "how many times have i told you tom call me jack, or Crackers i feel so old when people call me that" "Sorry Jack" "by the way i was whondering if you'd be interested in a job, it might be worth your while, come to this location if your interested."

end of flash back
sighing in despair that had been the first step all those years ago that had led to his current life, or afterlife depending on your point of view, he whondered why he was so unhappy then, things were so much easier back in those days, also the first step to his despair,

flash back two weeks later
Thomas had turned on the street leading to Cracker's warehouse he didnt like the guy, not one bit, something was suspicious about him. but he was tired of getting the same embarassing lecture from his mom anytime he wanted something for himself and felt bad about asking for money from his grandmother knocking hesitantly on the door "who is it?" "Its Tom" opening the door Crackers looked at the kid escorting him in for his "interview"
"you know how to keep your mouth shut?" "yes" "you know what a look out is dont'cha?" "yeah of course it's a guy who watches to make sure trouble isnt coming." "good kid, cause until you get a bit of on the job training thats what your gonna be handling," escorting Thomas into a back room "i want you to meet the people your gonna be watching out for, pointing to a rather skinny kid about a year or two older than Tom "this is zombie," pointing to a more buffer and obviously muscular kid about seventeen by looks of it "Chainsaw" pointing to the kid about Tom's age, but physically similar to Chainsaw "hockeyman," and pointing to the last member of the group a girl about his age, maybe a few months younger, obviously a tomboy, wearing a blue jean vest and jeans attractive, but with a dont mess with me vibe "and thats witch" crackers leans over in Tom's ear "i'd suggest you stay away from her she doesnt like being touched" hockeyman had been the first to greet him, after being introduced Cracker's explained "the Freaks, as they like to call themselves like wearing costume's to avoid getting fingered in line ups, and recognition, I'll have one of the guy's show up in a few hours for you" handing him about fifty bucks, "go to the costume shop on the way back home and get a costume for yourself, just tell the guy Crackers sent you and you can keep the rest of it"
end of flash back
"ironic that out of all the costume's i saw there i had chose that one, the "freaks" as we called ourselves was like a pseudo family for me, each of us watching out for the other, keeping each other out of trouble, even if we had to get way over our head in trouble ourselves to do it..

flashback
about an hour later
Tom walked in the shop it was a bit weird of a place full of costumes, and novelties he examined some of the costumes, finally chosing a vampire costume with a very realistic rubber mask, black gloves, and even came with a pair of shoes to boot, as he walked up to the counter a shifty guy with grey at the temples looked at him as he layed the costume on the counter he nervously says "uhmm uh Crackers sent me" nodding in recognition the man said "alright kid five bucks, and if anything is lost.. clearing his throat "replacements are free"
as he came back to the house he was surprised mom was already finished with her "friend" hiding the costume in his room he came down and stole one of the beers in the fridge and made himself a sandwich "Were you been Thomas?" thinking quickly Crackers had said to keep his mouth shut, so he made up a story that was sort of telling the truth so he wouldnt feel too guilty about lying to his mom "i met some friends today, and we been hanging out" "oh thats lovely about time you had some people to talk to, you constantly reading and brooding on the playground wasnt healthy.." walking up to his room he hurriedly ate his sandwhich and sipped the beer until he heard a rock tapping against his window he looked out seeing someone wearing a hockey mask, jersey and arm pads with camo pants and steel toed boots, pulling on his costume and making sure the mask was on right and the cape straight he climbs down the fire escape "you ready?" "yeah i guess so least as ill ever be" taking him back to cracker's warehouse cracker handed them an address cracking his knuckles "ok guys we gotta little situation, seems one of our clients isnt exactly happy with our services and i'd like to persuade them, "what you gonna call yourself?" "umm i guess Drake" "ok kid" "Drake, Hockeyman, Chainsaw you three can go, and keep the kid out of trouble"

being a lookout was boring, but on the way to the place hockeyman had taught him alot of stuff ways to mask your finger prints, "good choice on gloves dude, those will still let you handle stuff but hide your finger prints pretty good too," tips on how to take on someone about twice or more your size, Tom was a good fighter, always had been, but hockeyman's tips were useful. as the two finished the intimidation, Chainsaw had about two k in hand, he wore a goalie mask like hockey man, but he wore blue cover alls, and had a chainsaw strapped to his back, he was like the leader of the freaks, he was rough around the edges, but always a guy good to have in your corner,

end flash back
reminiscing about his past, sometimes he missed his old crew, Chainsaw, and hockeyman were like brothers to him, zombie could always be counted on for a smart aleck comment or crude joke, and Witch was his best friend, though it didnt start that way, thinking back heck at first she hated his guts,

flashback about three nights later

"ok Drake, you been doing good, tonight instead of intimidation though, we're gonna do some acquiring of merchandise, everyone's pitching in tonight" cracking his neck from stress
Zombie was wearing a zombie mask black shirt, and pants and a pair of gloves, witch wore a rubber mask that hid her pretty face rather well, if Drake hadnt known better he would almost think that the mask was her face it was so realistic, a pointed hat her raven black hair tied back, a black vest with a black gown underneath and a pair of buckle shoes, acting rather icily "make sure to keep up, as im not gonna play baby sitter for you" trying to keep his temper in check he says "funny i was gonna say the same thing" lunging at him grabbing his costume chest she had her arm back about to punch him when hockeyman pulled her off of him zombie kneels down offering his hand to help him up says "dude, i dont know if your the dumbest guy ive ever met or else got balls of steel, but noone even implies that Witch is weak cause she's a girl, you were about a moment from learning why!" brushing himself off Drake growls "well im no snot nosed kid, and i wont take being treated like one!" patting his shoulder zombie shakes his head "well if you piss her off again it'll be nice knowing you"

he hated playing lookout, and what was worse is he was stuck sharing the job with Witch, even the simplest words between the two were immediately dragged into a heated argument it seemed, "Argh why am i stuck playing nurse maid to you?" "hey just cause im new doesnt mean im some kid not smart enough to wipe his own ass!," "Fuck you!" mumbling under his breath Drake said "I wish" "What did you say asshole?" grabbing him by the throat when a security guard standing about a head taller than Chainsaw starts running flashing a flashlight at Witch, "stop right there!" whistling the warning signal Drake was about to run when the security guard grabbed Witch by the arm yanking hard on her wrist in a position she wouldnt likely break free off forcing her to the ground a pair of cuffs in his other hand
noticing none of the others were around and the Guard must not of seen him or else he was too focussed on making sure the girl was taken care of before he looked for anyone else, Drake charged forward a deep growl on his throat and connected a hard kick to the temple knocking the guy out, grabbing the keys on the ring he hurried up and undid the cuffs Witch grumbled "thanks" "hey you would of done the same thing for me right?" jumping in the get away car Chainsaw said "Fuck Cracker's gonna be pissed, we only got about half a trunk full" "yeah but not nearly as pissed as he would of been if drake hadnt knocked that guard out" zombie replied hockeyman says "shit that dude was huge must of been one lucky kick to knock that guy out"
Chainsaw had been right, Crackers was pissed, but it also had brought Drake into his good graces at saving Witch from likely going for a long vacation on uncle sam's dime, while still treating him icily even witch admitted she owed him,
the gang even hung out sometimes off the clock, usually it was hockeyman and chainsaw, or the muscle brother's as they were called cause the two looked so similar that people honestly mistook them for brothers, or zombie and Witch, while witch hung out with zombie, he was not even remotely attracted to her. it would be a few years before Drake learned the reason, Zombie was gay, part of the reason he had came to be with the freaks, he had been tossed out of the street by a less than understanding father, and Witch who had the worst situation her mom in her late thirties, when she was born, her father had abandoned her, and her step father had been a pervert, but her mom scared of growing old as a single mom clung to him like barnacles to a ship, always hugging and touching her.. and one night when he got drunk and burst into her room had been enough, she jumped out the window and had never looked back since, or so she claimed, understanding her a bit better helped them grow closer as friends, Chainsaw had been just a kid who couldnt keep up in school, and hockeyman wasnt much better, each of them had their own reasons for joining with Cracker and the freaks, and each considered the other's like family
end of flash back
reminiscing about Carrie aka Witch made his heart hurt, he whondered what had brought on this night of reminiscing of his past, remembering the old woman, he just hoped Carrie wouldnt appear in his dreams that day..

end of chapter one