Something about this alliance was wrong.
Very, very wrong.
But there was little Joan Wilder could do to stop it from happening. Once Amber set her mind on something there was almost nothing that could change her decision.
That Reaper was shadier than that wretched snake in the garden of Eden. He was always sneaking about and holding secret meetings with his own soldiers whenever Amber wasn't nearby (which was often because the girl was hardly active during the day, spending most of her time sleeping or eating)
The rest of the Fort Lauderdale Warriors members didn't even seem to mind, as far as they were concerned this just increased their chances of winning the prize money.
Joan felt like she was going crazy. Nobody was listening to her and she was sure this alliance with Reaper was going to lead to FLW's downfall.
She hated to admit it.
But she had to meet with Taitanzu.
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"To be honest I didn't think we were going to make it this far"
"But contrary to your personal thoughts we have made it far and we now have to ensure everything goes perfectly at the finals" Hangman answered absent-mindedly while he studied the solved Rubik's cube in his hands. He always thought that whenever one was solved some kind of hidden secret compartment within the toy would open and reveal some kind of prize. Now that he had finally solved it (after going at it for two straight days) he was thoroughly disappointed with the reality of how pointless the toy was.
"Stop pouting over the fact there's nothing in the cube and talk to us" Freezy growled.
"The final match is going to be a free for all between all the soldiers of both gangs right? I'm just saying we have to ensure minimal casualties. It'll be a shame if a bunch of them die and then our only source of money is flushed down the toilet don't you think?"
"So what....do you propose...we do then....?" Sleeper who had been silent throughout asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Well we can get police on the scene, that's one. That'll stop any funny business...maybe one of them could be a referee..." The blonde and pink haired man answered, trying to sound composed but still looking at the cube with sadness.
"Getting the police involved?" Freezy snorted, not even trying to hide her amusement. "You really think those two gang commanders are gonna give a shit if you call the pigs to the arena?"
"Boris maybe....Amber on the other hand..."
"Like hell a bunch of mofos in uniforms gonna stop either side from absolutely wrecking each other. That Alvarez girl alone would probably take out an entire squad"
Sleeper rose her hand up sleepily. "I agree...with Freezy. Even if...the more civilized members of the gangs...like say Triple A or Joan are out off by the police.... there's no way to truly contain the other ones..." she was obviously referencing Casey, Last Resort, Killer and the newest addition to the most dangerous gangsters list, Noah.
"Plus we still have no idea whether Reaper might make an appearance or not, since we and the public have no idea what he actually looks like, he could slip in undetected and do something crazy..." Freezy added.
Hangman rested his head in his hands and sighed. They were right. No matter how he looked at it the Brawlhalla finals were starting to look like the beginning of the end of a lot of lives.
If only there was something that could keep them all in line.
Then it hit him.
"I know what could help us keep those soldiers in check!" Hangman proclaimed triumphantly as he pointed at Sleeper.
"....me...?"
"Sleeper?"
"Yes! Exactly! You were the commander of the greatest gang of the Old Era! You could secure Brawlhalla!"
Freezy recoverd from her initial shock and started seeing what Hangman was getting at.
"Actually...I do see his point. Those soldiers aren't going to respect or fear anyone as much as a fellow gangster of war...and I doubt any of them would fear any gang as much as The Warlords" she snapped her fingers and joined Hangman in pointing at Sleeper dramatically.
The narcoleptic girl blinked slowly and nodded, much to the delight of the blonde and pink haired couple.
"You do have your old members contacts right?" Hangman asked.
"Yeah?"
"Well ring then up!" He turned away from the girls and looked out of the giant window of the building they were in, staring at the arena that was getting decorated for the finals in less than 4 days.
"The Warlords are getting back together! One more time!"