I waved at him mockingly as I passed by him. "What are you doing here?" he asked. There was no need to respond to him. It was the day before the award show. Paul and Brett made sure that everyone was ready. Everyone had their clothes and 6 Cs had their performance outfits as well. I checked the menu and saw that my clan was now firmly negative with Phobia. I was personally set to hostile. They would attack my clan members on sight if a link was established between us. It would not be hard seeing as I was high profile. If people wanted to look into the studio, they might discover some PEP units that are not as good at covering their tracks. Phobia might also send out death squad after me. We were going to make our way over with the bus. The next day, Tres and Seis were in front of the bus when we left to board it. They did not look happy. "What do you want?" I asked. "What did you do yesterday!?" Seis demanded with hands on his hips. Tres agreed, saying "There's no reason for a suspect to be let go without even questioning them." "We have to go." 2 vans pulled up.
Uniquely colored, 16 Phobia members got out and started shooting at me. The Sixteenth Notes Clan was under attack. We ducked for cover and returned fire. Paul, Brett and I were out in the open street. Volition Clan had been parked down the street and were now flanking them. When it was all said and done, the androids captured 2 of them. The rest were killed by us. I ferried my crew onto the bus quickly. I walked beside the bus as it pulled out and started moving. The android tried to stop them, but it was too late. "You can't just flee a crime scene!" Seis snapped. "You just saw what happened. We are the victims here. Besides, don't you have to bring these guys in?" I said as I pointed at the angry Phobia members. They had no choice but to focus on the suspects they had in their custody. The Volition clan leader pulled up to me in his car. "C'mon already. Are we going or not!?" he shouted. I rolled my eyes and said "We're going now. We have an awards show to get to." He smirked and drove off, but not before flipping off the angry androids. I laughed out loud and ran after the muscle car.
It was a very pleasant trip to Neo-Rutten City. We were on the road and shot at things that looked dangerous. The scenery was still great. The bus was parked a block from the red carpet. I went on the sidewalk to stand in front of the door. It opened up and I saw that Paul was driving. "What's wrong?" I asked them. Brett came down the stairs of the bus and got out. "It's not good. Daniel, Wendy, Simon, Erica and Cain got shot. Cain can't perform with a bullet in his gut." "Fuck!" I snapped. I looked at the leader and said called for Cain. He limped over and I could see the hole in his abs leaking blue blood. "Can you get that fixed and come back by the time you need to be on stage?" I asked. He closed his eyes as he run the calculations. "If I had a fast car, yes." I went back to the leader's muscle car. "Let him and Wendy borrow your car. Erica, Simon and Daniel can get in one of the other cars." I told him. I knew they had a convoy of armored sedans for this operation. "Fine. Our incubators can take them." We shuffled them in the cars so people would not see their injuries. We moved on.
