Forgotten childhood memories

She chuckled at the answer, nodding. “Okay, I’ll believe you.” She said. He picked blue and she grabbed it, humming as she thought of what to paint. She just started out with cute little clouds, fitting to her namesake. “Well we all knew Winston. Brock probably knew him the best of us all. It was like they were actually son and father.” She explained before she shrugged. “Jay kept making all kinds of gadgets and things to make life easier. We envied her all at first but then she made this arcade work a few years back and pretty much improved it ever since. She’s made it her goal to try and fix the old ferris wheel at some point. I however think whoever goes up in that has some sort of death wish.” She chuckled as she painted, finishing up some decent clouds.

“He taught us to stick together no matter what, and so we do now that he’s gone. Jane is so hard on herself for what happened but no one is blaming her.” She said, smiling a bit sad. She didnt know why Jane was adamant on taking all the blame. “Yeah, but all different parts, destined to meet at the middle.” She explained, to then make another cloud, just filling his arm out carefully. “Did you know this is edible? I stole it from a quite expensive store. It’s all organic.” She chuckled putting some on her lips. “I think it’s used in circuses and good things that needs the fancy light above us.” She remarked before she got an idea. Carefully she moved up, pulling lightly at his chest to get him down, kissing his cheek to leave a stain. “Sorry, the temptation was too strong.” She apologized, letting him go once more.

Maybe she had expected more of a reaction than him looking confused and then being modest. Teasing him? What did he mean by that? He got up and left and she looked after him, sighing with a slight smile over her lips. She definitely liked him. She got up as well and put the containers away, tidying up a bot before she went to find Raven and Brock, whereever they had gone.
Jane was twisting and reconnecting wires, humming to herself as pressed a button to see no reaction from the machine. “Odd. It’s usually this one.” She mumbled, peeling the wires apart to then get zapped on the tip of her finger, whimpering shortly before putting her finger in her mouth. She turned and smiled at Eugene, turning her hand to have the back of it pressed to her chin to wave her remaining fingers at him by closing them and opening them again. “Hjellow.” She said with her index in her mouth.

She let him inspect her finger but it wasnt anything serious. There was a small red spot where she had touched the wire that had zapped her but it had just felt like a hard pinch. “I cant figure out what’s wrong.” She mumbled, looking back at the assortment of wires, knowing which connected to what. But it just didnt make sense. “Sure. Take a look.” She said, a small smile as she gestured towards the mess. It probably seemed like just that, a mess, but Jane had sorted it to fit her sense of organizing. She heard Brock grunt loudly. “We better find out how to fix it before she really hurts him.” She chuckled. How many times had Brock not sat with a wet cold cloth over his eye as Raven explored all kinds of apologies she could think of saying. “She’s the muscle and I’m the brain around here.” She said in a chipper tone, leaning a bit towards Eugene, looking at him if he was taking a closer look at the machine.

“Ray…. Raven! Inside… now!” Brock suddenly yelled in a bit of a panic, making Jane frown a bit. Brock came inside shortly after, nodding at Jane. “They’re coming.” He just said, Jane sighing as she got up.

Brock just nodded, Jane looking back towards Eugene. Brock tried to grab her but it was like she knew how to keep him at a distance, moving in to where she had seen her friend go, but it was a tight space so she ended up getting them both just a bit stuck where they were. She lifted a hand and placed over his mouth. “Be still. And dont say anything.” She warned him in a low whisper, sighing as it wasnt a good spot they were in. There were so many wires that could really do damage if they were touched, she didnt even have to check to know. She turned her head to hear feet approach, had to be more than one pair. “Raven, Raven Raven, dear Raven. Where is the rest of the bird flock?” A male voice asked, rather raspy and torn, like his vocal chords had been squished at some point in his life. Jane frowned, but still kept her hand over Eugene’s mouth.

“They’re just hiding. It’s what you rats do best.” Victor said a little sourly, moving around as well as Raven, stopping once she seemed to sit down. “Save the comedy for your friends. I know your Jay bird has been working on something new. The talk spreads fast. Something that can really get the job done.” He said, nodding to some guys that began looking around. He looked at Raven again, smiling as well by the sound of his tone. “I am not a patient guy, I think Winston’s death is solid proof of that.” He said. Jane looked a little sad as she was listening, leaning her head onto Eugene’s shoulder. “I have to go out there.” She mumbled, looking up at him with sad eyes.

“The offer will always be there Raven. You just have to say the words. But you know your group needs you.” Victor scoffed, his guys still looking around. He knew she was there, where ever there was a Raven, a Jay bird surely would follow. 
Eugene’s whisper made her frown because she did want to stay but could she really? What if Ray got hurt? He reminded her of the promise and she pulled away to look at him with hurt. “I know what I promised.” She whispered, lifting a hand to touch his face. 
A guy pushed over some kind of box, a bunch of shit scattering around, bolts rolling off. “My bad” he scoffed before he continued. Victor frowned as he looked towards Raven, hearing her mockery before she swung at him. He let her get the first hit, stepping back as he spit out blood. “You dont even know what’s at stake!” He yelled, stepping towards Raven in a hasty manner, grabbing her rather than hurting her. “Dont you want to go back home? Do you know who’s controlling the leaks? How many more children have to die because you keep her away from people who could really use her skills for greatness?” He asked, shoving Raven away, nodding to the guys. “Tear the place down.” He told them and so they did, pushing over machines and breaking things. One of them just threw stuff every way, a metal pipe being flung one way, clanking as it jumped, heading under the space Jane and Eugene hid in, hitting her ankle rather hard. She grit her teeth and whimpered as she covered her mouth, pressing towards Eugene as she was about to lose her footing. Tears ran down her cheeks and she felt a pulsating pain in her foot.
“Tell me where she is!” Victor demanded angrily.

“We were all kids once!” Victor argued back, not trying to put up much of a fight. Even if he was angry and filled with the need for vengeance. The brutes however stepped forward, her threats making them stop but not looking less angry. One did step forward but Victor just looked at him. Raven demanded that he’d stop them but he just looked at her with a cold look in his eyes. “I need the tinkerer.” He said, letting her decide whether to go through with it. “Them trashing this place wont change a thing. You could choke me out now and keep your little bird safe.” He said, a little strained from her hand around his neck.
“It hurts…. It hurts it hurts it hurts..!” Jane whispered in pain, just holding onto Eugene and crying silently. She could either let go and move out or keep putting pressure on him. And even in pain, she knew that this wasnt good for him. “I have to move.” She almost pleaded.

“It’s the burden of being a leader. Winston taught you that but you wouldnt listen! Will you now?” Victor hissed, grabbing her wrist as he knew she couldnt do it. This was what had torn them apart. Raven’s good hard and Victor’s willingness to do exactly what was necessary. Jane and Eugene walked out and he looked in their direction, a brute rather quick to approach them. Jane wanted to fight but it was like stepping on her foot was like stepping with bare feet on sharp glass. She couldnt leave Eugene either way and as Raven came to her rescue, that translated into her expression. “Make sure Eugene is safe.” She begged, not really caring what happened to her. One brute approached them but was tumbled over by Brock. “Dove is safe.” He said as he wrestled the brute, but he wasnt the strongest of the two. She couldnt just stand there and watch. The brute would kill Brock if he had to. This was not just some child’s play. Grabbing her mask, she pressed it onto Eugene’s face, looking at him seriously. Then when he would hold onto the mask, she’d feel a bit safer about what she was going to do. Jane slowly moved over to the chest Raven had been sitting on, falling down to sit, gritting her teeth as she opened the chest and pulled out some loaded shells. She spun them around and began rolling them out, the devices hissing angrily before they began letting out a smoke. The brute beating up Brock began coughing rather violently as a strong smoke began forming. Jane covered her mouth with her sleeve.

The gas was thick and rather annoying, though it wouldnt kill, it could pacify a whole room. Brock was bleeding from his brow and mouth as he was pulled, nodding as Raven demanded that he went. He took Eugene with him, even if he didnt particulary like him for being close with Jane, orders were orders. It was just important that they got out. Jane was coughing too, feeling a little disoriented about it all. She however found the power in her to drag herself towards what she thought was an exit but it just led her to the pylon she had crawled down from. She grabbed onto it and began crawling as she coughed, wheezing and crying from the annoying smoke. Brock opening the door allowed fresh air to come in and drag out the smoke. Once the room was slowly being filled with fresh air, Victor gasped for it, getting up as he grit his teeth. “You are so foolish!” He yelled at Raven, even if the gas had strained his vocal’s further, making his voice extra raspy and torn. 

Brock took Eugene to the same place he was hiding Dove, pushing the human inside and closing the door behind them. “Jay and Raven?” Dove asked, Brock frowning as he looked down and shook his head. “They’re still over there or hiding somewhere.”