Scat and Sam

Dressed in over-sized clothes she found/ stole, Sam was the Queen of gutter-rats. The girl could locate, find and steal anything. The price for her services were very reasonable considering the danger of her profession. Her friends, she sometimes helped for free.

“Ssshhh!! “ Sam raised a finger to her mouth. “Stay behind me and don’t make any noise.”

“Are you sure this is a good idea? The Serpents will kill us if they find us in here.” Scat asked as his eyes darted from one side of the rubble to the other. He had only been inside the mall plaza once before and things didn’t end well for his two traveling companions.

“Do you want medicine for Tony or not?” Sam inquired as she squeezed between the rubble.

“Yes… Are you sure there isn’t a safer place to steal from?”

“Nope, this is it. Now quit being a baby.”

“I’m not a baby!” Scat said in protest.

“Sssshhh! Be quiet. If I die today, I swear I’m comin back to haunt you.”

Scat followed Sam as closely and quietly as he could. He tried to remember the direction they were traveling thru the corridors just in case he needed to make a quick escape. Sam was his friend but he would have no problem abandoning her if he needed to.


The Pharmacist dealt in hard to find drugs and other deadly concoctions meant to kill. Most of the drugs he dispensed were to junkies looking for an escape from their sad lives. Sam knew the Pharmacist also had a supply of expired antibiotics. She also knew where he kept them but first she needed a diversion.


Scat coughed over and over again as they exited the building. “I can’t believe you started a fire in there. We could have both died!!”

Sam rolled her eyes as she tossed Scat a bag of pills. “You’re welcome…I hate to steal and run but I’ve got somewhere else to be.”

Scat tucked the bag of pills into his shirt. “Sam wait! Thanks for helping me.”
“No problem…hey meet me at the park at sundown. I know where we can steal some candy.”

Scat waved goodby to Sam and ran toward his bike hidden behind a plaza dumpster. He didn’t notice a couple of Xavier’s goons waiting on the backside until it was too late.

Xavier enjoyed the thrill of cage fighting but his collection of combatants and practice kill was quickly diminishing. Replacements were needed. Scat was a bit small but he would adequate for the warm up rounds.

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