I just rolled my eyes. "You just got lucky. I wasn't even trying here. Why would I when I don't even have my weapons?" I told him. He scoffed. "Yeah right. Tell that to the devil when you get to Hell, loser." he shot back. It was clear that he was done with me. "Anyway, chalk another one up for the Dragsterz. Bye bye." he said as he aimed his gun at my head. "Wait. I have to tell something to say." I said. It was his turn to roll his eyes. "Fine! What do yo-" was all he got out before I spat some ooze into his mouth. It covered the roof of his mouth and stayed there even when he tried to spit me out. "You fucker!" he yelled. Under the circumstances, I was not surprised that he was pissed and tried to shoot me. Once again, the ooze moved around the bullet. He blinked in surprise. The quick spitting had really unnerved him. I covered him totally and said "It's over. You lose." That was when he thought 'Not on your life.' Just like his brother. I surged into his clothes. Like I thought, I could not get inside of him. He had a butt plug and a sounding rod inside him too. That was when he laughed at my expense.
Hearing that did not make me happy. The smug assassin was mocking me. If I was not already expecting this, I might have been a bit scared. He told me 'Told you you'd lose. I'm not a fucking idiot. Transform!' The clone died in the explosion of his magical energy again. It had really low health. However, I had some ooze on the inside of his body. That was not something that he could get rid of so easily. He probably would not even notice me if I did nothing. I wanted to know where these two guys lived so I could fuck with them some more. I was going to kill these guys once I learned more about them. From there, I could give them a visit whenever I wanted. "He made you transform too, huh?" the driver said from behind him. "Yeah. The fucker tried to cover me like a sore loser." the other said. I was going to spy on them and see where this led. The driver said "Are you okay, Juan? You look really irritated for a win. You usually are the first to gloat." The brother I was in sighed. "He just pisses me off Marco. He put up a fight, but he did not even have a weapon on him." he said sighing.
Juan was uneasy as he continued. "We can't even say that we caught him. He just stood around playing with those chumps earlier." Marco said "Well, we still need to take your picture and collect the sample." The brothers then did so. "I'm tired. Let's go home." There was a bit of walking back to the car. Once they got in, they drove somewhere. Once outside, they walked into a large house. They were greeted by several young kids. It seemed that they were really close. The Dragsterz chuckled and played with them for a moment. Lifting them up, ruffling their hair and patting them on the head got all of them happy. "Did you do it!?" one of them asked. "Do you have the ooze on you!?" another wanted to know. A man called out and said "Have my lovely lambs returned? I hope that means success." The brother I was in flinched. I wondered why that was. Very clearly, they lived in a giant place with lots of kids. Some were older and most were younger than the brothers. There was an underground gun range and fighting dojo with the highest quality of gear. This was not a normal house.
