Reflect Disco

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They walked through a thin pathway of parked cars on the painted parking line. Most of the cars were hatchbacks or old coupes, but there was one car. It was red and slim; Will had never seen something like it.

"That's probably the owner's car right?" Will asked Jade, pointing to the red car. "Yeah, probably, whoever owns this has to be rich…" Jade paused for a second and then turned around.

She walked up to him and pointed at his face. "Look, I came here for business. No fun, no dancing, business. We go in, get out. Understood?"

"Yeah," he said, with his hands up and his body leaned back. Jade turned around and walked toward the club. The club had neon lights, and since it was already nighttime, you could hear the people inside. The logo had a rose coming out of the 'O' in 'Rosé'.

As they got closer to the entrance, a bouncer came into view. He was wearing a black sleek suit and a telecoil. He said something into it as the two walked up, but none of them could make it out.

Jade walked in front of Will quickly to the bouncer. "ID?" asked the bouncer while holding his hand out. "It's Jade, Ron, you don't need an ID for me," said Jade, feeling entitled. The bouncer had resembled like Will, just bald and tall. VERY TALL. Ron looked like he was from Gersey Core.

Ron's body was like your generic bouncer's, just scarier. Then again, it seemed like the bouncer wasn't buying it from the look on his face.

"Does it look like I care tho, you must be trippin'… Walk away, you're not getting in." said Ron. "You see that Buckee Reese across the street? Go there, it's pretty fun."

"You with her?" Ron asked, looking at Will. Will's face turned baffled, "PFFFFF! I don't know this crazy lady, she's just here while I'm here, can I get in?" he said. Jade looked at Will disgustingly, but she knew what he was doing. "Yeah, just hand it over." asked Ron, holding his hand out casually. "'Bout that…" said Will, scratching his head while motioning Jade to walk in. He pointed his finger toward the door of the club.

"Can't find it," he said casually, digging in his pockets. "What do you mean?" Ronald asked.

"It's because of your head is abnormally huge. Your bowling ball of a head is blocking the view of my pockets. It's like a volleyball that was beat in." said Will. He was trying to get on Ron's nerves so that he could create a diversion.

"Yours is about to look like that if you don't shut up." said Ron, taking his suit jacket off.

"'Does it look like I care tho?' "said Will, mocking Ron.

"Come at me, man!" said Ron. He had thrown his jacket to the side, and he charged at him. Jade slipped into the club and Will dodged out of the way. He ran into the club and Ron followed him.

The club was like a blooming flower of never ending growth. People were dancing, drinking, and some people had guns, but we won't get into that.

It was a two-floor club lit up by pink and blue neon lights on the walls. Jade swiveled through the crowd towards the stairs. Will cried out, "Jade!"

She heard him, but didn't care. Ron lost his senses in the crowd though, and soon enough, he was dancing with some lady.

Jade ran up the stairs toward a VIP area above. A bodyguard stopped her at the top of the stairs. He spoke in a slow, deep voice, "Madam, let me see your ID."

"Let me talk to Mister Shi," Jade demanded. The guard looked at her with a nervous stare until he said, "He's… busy right now."

"AAUGHH!"

There was a scream coming from behind the guard. It was coming from the VIP room. The guard held his telecoil to his mouth and said, "Hey, there's a lady up here," said the bodyguard. There was a pause in between until he then nodded his head and said, "Okay, you may go,"

He moved out of the way and Jade walked past towards the pink glowing VIP door.

Meanwhile…

The crowd had Will in a pinch. He was swerving left and right, calling out to Jade. The DJ stopped the music and grabbed the microphone. Right after the DJ turned it off, Will yelled out Jade's name again. "Wait... who's that in the crowd?" asked the DJ. Everybody turned to Will, and they cleared a path for him.

"Come up here, man!" the DJ shouted. She had an Oni mask on. Will walked towards the huge platform and up the stairs when he got there. "What's your name?" the DJ asked Will. Will thought if he should use his name in front of these people until he timidly said, "Derek," he said.

"All right then Derek, we're gonna get you an enemy," the DJ said. "Wait, uh-"

"How about you, big man?" he said. The crowd cheered as a very tall man walked up the stairs and onto the platform.

It was Ron.

Will froze when he noticed Ron was the one who was his 'enemy'. "Alright, then MAKE SOME NOISE!" screamed the DJ.

The crowd screamed louder than fans at a football game, and the club shook. "What's your stage name?" the DJ asked Will. She held the mic to his mouth.

"UHHHHH… Willie," he said into the mic.

"Everybody make some noise for WILLLLLIIIEEEEE!!" the DJ yelled out into the crowd, and they were louder than before.

"And what's yours big man?" the DJ asked Ron, while holding the mic to his face.

"Razorblade," Ron said, with a raspy voice.

"Everybody make some noise for RAZORBLADE!!"

Everybody made it feel like there was an earthquake in the club.

"Alright Willie, rap," said the DJ, tossing Will the spit-filled microphone.

Will could rap; he just had a fear that it would come wrong or corny. Ron stared into his eyes demonically, and that was when Will realized he shouldn't fear this guy.

Ron hasn't gone shot down three army trucks while passing through Oregon.

He hasn't been on the run for three to four days.

And he definitely hasn't been rescued by a hot hit woman, so Will decided was about to rek this freestyle.

"You gonna rap or what? Hurry, you don't have to battle, you could just rap," said the DJ.

Will trod around the stage while gripping the mic. Then he started:

Really? I gotta rap against Shrek's head with no ears.

He's about to feel as sorry as the Cleveland Cavaliers

He thinks he's ready but I'm on a whole different tier

Tell this boy to leave the stage and get outta here

Now listen, I got a knife and blueprint at my waist

And you work as a bouncer because you're a disgrace

We might just call this guy really stupid face

He can't fight me and when I'm done, I leave no trace

Now Watch me cut 'em up just like he's banzai '

Small fry

Pull up with a wraith at Hive Guys

Point blank in the eyes

Finna meet your demise

And anyone around here just knows that I'm that guy

"Hm, nevermind Razor, just get off the stage," the DJ said, pointing at the stairs. They snatched the mic from Will and put their shoulder around him.

"This is our new champion!!!" Everyone was too loud for Will. He had to get out of here, so that he could find Jade.

He slithered out of the DJ's arm and ran off the other side of the stage. His feet smashed against the stairs when he heard:

BRRR! BRRR!

BOOM! BOOM!

"Everybody get on the ground! Right now!" said an unidentified gunman. He had an SMG in his hand and he had it pointed at the sky.

Will ducked behind the bar with the bartender. The men were in a five open triangle formation. Which means they were watching the sides, but not the back.

Will looked for a path to the back of the gunmen as people screamed and ran out the back of the club. He was going to go from the back of the bar once they went in front of it.

Then they opened fire at the crowd.

BRRR! BRR! BRRRRR!

About 16-17 people fell to the ground, others limped towards the exit.

"I said on the ground!" yelled the same guy from before.

That's when Will made his move.